Lost now Found

Dash cried into her pillows while she kept repeating her promise. In the back of her mind she cursed herself for leaving. She could still feel the warmth of his body near hers, their embrace passionate and intimate. She wished she had stayed, but at the same time knew that it would have only made her situation worse. Her tears slowed and eventually stopped as she continued to lay with her face in her pillow.

Slowly, she sat up. Her expression was soft and dull and for a few minutes she simply stared at her floor. She needed a connection so insanely that she felt she would go to any cost to get it. She had gone through her life believing that she was fine, that she could handle the complete and horrid feeling of coming home to an uninterrupted, still, quiet. The burden weighed on her every day, causing her incredible stress.

Dash closed her eyes for a moment more, revisiting the feeling of Soarin on top of her, mere millimeters away from penetrating her tight snatch. She sighed as a heat wave rushed through her body. She wanted to think about it, but hated herself for doing so, creating yet another conflict within herself. She laid back on the bed and submitted to the thoughts, giving in to the temptation of pondering what might've been.

She could see Soarin, the passion in his eyes as he leaned back down to kiss her again. She gave another sigh at the thought of him caressing her breasts, and slowly she spread her legs and began to rub herself through her pants. Her mouth fell open a little and she breathed deeply as she methodically massaged her vagina. She was horny beyond belief as she imagined Soarin pulling down her pants, admiring every bit of her as he did. Her wings began to spread on the bed beneath her as she recreated the image in her head, pulling her pants down softly, exposing her still damp panties that clung to her lips. She ran her finger down the line of her pussy, grabbing the bed with her other hand and feeling her wings overextend a bit. She moaned in pleasure and continued the motion up and down, slightly opening her lips every once in a while, feeling her finger sit between the very edges of her folds. Fluids began to flow out of her vagina again as she let out short moans every time her finger neared her clit. She basked in the pleasure she gave herself, trying to imagine exactly what would happen next. Her mind ran wild with lust and hurried her forward in her task.

Soarin pulled her panties down until they were completely clear of her snatch, pausing only for a moment to behold her bare vagina as it oozed more warm juices down onto the bed below. He guided his penis into her slowly and deliberately, sighing as he did.

Dash screamed as she felt her fingers slide inside her causing wave upon wave of unimaginable pleasure. She grabbed a breast with her other hand and squeezed it tightly, doing all she could through her bra and shirt. She rolled over onto her side as she pulled her saturated fingers to the edge of her vagina and slid them back into it with more speed and force.

"Fucaaah" she moaned as she rolled again to rest on her belly. She raised her bare ass in the air to make room for her fingers to maneuver as she pumped them in and out, coaxing a waterfall to run down her leg and create a wet spot on her bed. She hungered for her climax and she could feel her pussy tighten around her fingers with every push. She spread her legs more to accommodate a faster speed and she dug into her breast. Finding her attempt at her boob failing, she tore her shirt down and pulled aside her bra and played with the bare nipple. Her eyes had remained closed the entire time as she Imagined Soarin piledriving her from behind. She let out another wail of pleasure as she felt her vagina tighten so much that she almost couldn't pull her fingers out.  She rocked forward and backward as she increased her force, building her climax up into sky scraping heights. She could feel every reentry of her fingers pushing insane pleasure waves through her body, each one stronger than the last.

Suddenly, she wailed and whipped her head back opening her eyes as her fingers doubled their speed. Cream squirted out of her vagina with force as she came, wetting everything under her pussy. The pure and incredible pleasure of the orgasm rocked her entire existence. She rode the feeling as long as possible until it began to ebb. The bed beneath her snatch was soaked to the mattress with her juices when she finally slowed her fingers and pulled them out of her vagina. She fell onto her side and breathed heavily into her pillow. Her roller coaster ride of ecstasy was still throwing its last few hills at her while she tried to calm her breathing. Her vagina quivered after the event and it still spilled liquids as she lay on her bed still naked. She closed her eyes to try to catch another glimpse of Soarin but found only darkness.

Dash opened her eyes in dismay of not finding Soarin there. Light sifted through her curtained windows and fell onto her bed. Dash looked at it strangely because not but a moment ago it had been night. She stretched and seethed in pain at a terrible headache. She looked back outside to find the glare of the sun high in her curtains.

Reality donned on her like a brick to the face.

Dash tore off the rest of her few remaining clothes and ran for her shower. She did her best to shower quickly, but had to spend some time getting the dried cream off of her legs and snatch. As soon as she finished, she Ran out of her shower and toweled off as she reentered her room. She glanced over at the clock. Her mouth fell open.

The clock gave her the bad news that it was 10:22 and she was three and a half hours late for the early morning mist.

She stopped for a second to think if she had anyone who might've covered her shift, but she didn't think it was likely.

"Only one way to find out" She said to herself. She ran to the door to check what the weather looked like but stopped short. The door was shut.

Dash knew that her memory wasn't the best when she was drunk but she was almost certain she had left the door open. Then she spotted something beside her discarded pants on the floor.

An envelope.

Dash's heart sank. She knew she had missed work a few times before, but she didn't ever think she would be fired. She snatched up the letter and was relieved when it failed to have the official letter head of the weather service. For a moment she wondered if the letter bringer had seen her on her bed, which sat directly down the hall from her doorway, but she seemed to remember seeing it open when she woke up. She dismissed the thought and returned to the task at hand.

She dug open the letter and read.

I'm sorry.

It's not easy

for someone of my disposition

to simply

let go

and give up

I've been company for myself so long

I never thought

I would ever find one

who would let me into their heart

You made me happy, for our short time

I thought maybe

I might have found

the one

I'm sorry

I've been company to myself so long

My desire

took control

Thought was given as clearly as I could afford

to you

I understand now

why

you left

I'm sorry

I believe I feel

the same

I'm running on a whim here

hoping I'm right

I'm hoping

so desperately

that

possibly

you want something

of more substance

I'm sorry if I'm wrong

I won't ever bother you

again

Mistakes were made

I do pray

they are forgiven

When the sun sits upon the top of its arc

I will wait

in the shade of the oak

that centers town

I do pray you will forgive

I've dreamt so long

of you.

- Soarin