Guarded: The Alternate Path of Dean Winchester

Chapter 16: Dream a little dream of me

I soon found myself taking shots with a group of football players. I'd been dancing for the past hour and felt the sweat damp under my breasts. Two of them looked in my direction with wicked grins and spoke to each other in hushed tones. I put down my 3rd shot glass and made my way back to the dance floor. I begin swaying my hips back and forth, my hair whipping from side to side. No luck yet making friends but it did feel good to just let go. It had been too long since I didn't take my life so seriously. I felt a presence behind me and looked up to see the big blue eyes of one of the players stand a foot from me, eyeing me suggestively. Behind me stood the other, he placed his hands on my hips and moved with me to the music. I am well aware at this point in my life just how easily I have a knack for getting myself in sticky situations. The moment the one in front of me stepped forward to form a sandwich between the two of them I slid out to the side. "Nope, I'm out boys." They both shrugged and moved along. Likely looking for another woman to prey on. I decided it was the perfect time to step out and get some fresh air.

When I stepped out onto the front porch I noticed a blonde girl leaning against the side of the house, smoking a cigarette.
I sat down on a bench and took a deep breath. She glanced my way. "Getting a little too crazy in there isn't it?" She asked before taking a long drag off her cigarette. "Yeah, you could say that." She walked up to me and waved. "The name's Jo." I smiled, "Andrea. This your first year too?" "That obvious huh?" She chuckled. "Don't quite feel like I fit in here but my mom wrangled me into giving college a shot. Guess she just wants a better life for me." We talked for another 20 minutes and exchanged numbers. Promised to get together tomorrow if neither one of us was suffering too bad a hangover. I decided to leave and made my way across campus.

As I made my way across the lawn I soon realized I was much drunker then I meant to get. I neared my dorm and began digging around in my bag for my keys. Damn, must of left them at Sam's house. I pulled my phone out to call him. Sam showed up took me back to his house. It was dark inside and clear he hadn't been home all night. I plopped down on the couch as my vision blurred. Sam looked down at me with sympathetic eyes. "Why don't you just sleep it off here Andrea. " I nodded and he brought me some bedding. I drifted off to sleep as Sam sat in the dining room sipping on a drink.

I had absolutely strange dreams, waking several times in a fitful sleep. I groaned and turned up to look at the ceiling. It was dark again and probably pretty late. Sam must of gone to bed. Sam.. visions of earlier popped up in my mind. It made me uncomfortable but also, a little turned on. Like I had no control over my hormones. Realizing sleep would not come back to me easily I decided it was safe to have a little fun to tire myself out again.

With no device handy I brought my hand down between my legs and began to rub in a circular motion. A slow, smoldering warmth awakened deep within me. I released a quiet moan. It felt good but I soon realized I may be too drunk and possibly incapable of focusing long enough to bring myself to orgasm.
I moaned out of frustration this time and turned over in a huff. Out of the corner of my eye, for just a second I thought I saw a silhouette of someone sitting there watching me at the kitchen table. I sat up for a minute and there was nothing but an out turned empty chair. I turned back over facing the couch and soon drifted off to sleep again.

I awoke sometime late into the night, my mind hazy as if in a dream to something hot and wet between my legs. My underwear were gone and my legs were spread open wide. I became aware of a wet and hot lapping sensation intruding firmly into the softness of my folds. A moan escaped from my mouth as I tried to focus. I seemed to be drifting in and out of consciousness. The warmth of an orgasm began to awake within me. What was happening? I couldn't seem to focus. Between ragged breaths I attempted to lift my head and look down again. A shape I couldn't quite make out was bearing down on my womanhood, lapping in a rhythm that would soon bring me over the edge. My folds were now swollen and aching, yearning for release. Part of my wanted it to stop but there was another part of me that was dying to succumb.

I tried to look up and for a split second I could of sworn the haziness broke again and I recognized Sam's eyes. I tried to move my heavy limbs away from him. His strong hands pushed my hips deeper into the cushions of the couch. "Shhh.." Another flash of his eyes and I somehow knew this wasn't Sam at all. It was as if something had taken over deep from within him. I felt my orgasm rise to the very edge. There was no stopping it. Sam maintained eye contact and continued drawing it out of me with his long tongue. A wicked smile spread across his lips as my hips bucked up uncontrollably to meet his mouth. He released one hand from my hip and inserted two of his fingers inside of me as he continued firmly licking and sucking between my legs. His hand and his mouth soon were in sink and I felt my orgasm crash over me in thick, heavy waves. I let out an aggressive moan and every inch of my resolve slipped away. I found myself thrusting into his face like I couldn't get close enough. I took hold of his head and brought him closer still. He continued deeper inside of me with a sinister laugh as another orgasm came crashing down, lighting up every nerve in my body.