Every Young Man's Dream

EVERY YOUNG MAN’S DREAM

Derek Price

Copyright 2015 by Derek Price

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WARNING:
This
story is written for adults only. It contains explicit, graphic sex
and language, including bdsm, rough sex, femdom, alpha male,
romance and more. It is intended for individuals over 18 years of
age.

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EVERY YOUNG MAN’S DREAM

DAY
ONE

DAY TWO

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DAY ONE

Troy Davis had just graduated from high
school the year before and he was out for a jog, trying to get
himself in some sort of decent shape before heading off to college
in the fall. It was just past 10AM and he was half a mile from his
house, jogging alongside the lake at the center of the housing
complex where he’d lived with his parents for his entire life.

It was a jog he’d made many times over the
years and he’d seen nothing but familiar faces along the way,
mostly 50-something year-old friends of his parents working their
way through their respective issues by trying to shed a couple
extra pounds. He nodded to them all and they nodded back in the
cordial manner of joggers everywhere, acknowledging each other but
not wasting any precious breath by talking. All in all it was a
completely unremarkable jog, with nothing out of the ordinary.

Until she came along.

Troy was less than two blocks from his house
when he saw an unfamiliar figure heading towards him.

She was unlike any woman he’d ever seen. She
was older than him by at least ten years—and possibly even more—but
she had the body of 25 year old stripper. Rock-hard from head to
toe, she had long legs, washboard abs, breasts that were large but
not freakishly huge and way too perky to be real (which he actually
loved) plus perfectly toned but not over-muscular arms. He couldn’t
see her ass but he knew it would be tight enough to bounce coins
off of, based on the rest of her body. She had an elegant,
attractive face, with sharp lines, big brown eyes, a small nose,
and full lips. Long, dark hair pulled back in a ponytail and tanned
skin.

It was obvious from first glance that this
was not some cute, soft woman out for a weekly jog. You don’t get a
body like that without hours and hours in the gym every day.
Especially not at her age. She had an edge, a hunger that needed to
be constantly satiated. It was apparent in her eyes, which scanned
Troy like a piece of meat as they approached each other.

Troy didn’t want to stare but he couldn’t
look away. He was transfixed just as much by the way she carried
herself as how she looked. She knew she was the shit, knew that all
men stared at her, knew that they would dream of her every night
for the rest of their lives. And not only did she know it but she
loved it, soaking up the attention the way a sponge soaks up water.
She was hot and untouchable and dismissive and still somehow
inviting all at once.

In a word, she was perfect.

They were just about to pass each other when
she flashed a seductive little smile at Troy. He quickly smiled
back, trying not to be too goofy about it. He gave her a nod, which
she returned, and continued with his jog, trying to play it
cool.

A few strides later he turned around to
catch one last glimpse of her and saw that she’d done the exact
same thing at the exact same time. Realizing he’d been caught dead
to rights he decided to play it up. So he turned and started
jogging backwards, a big smile planted on his face.

She surprised him by doing the same thing,
both of them jogging backwards and smiling while they got further
and further away from each other.

His mind abuzz with possibilities, Troy had
just started to turn back around and continue running normally when
his heel caught in the pavement, spilling him onto his ass. He hit
the ground and skidded backwards a bit, scraping his palm as he
tried to break his fall. He finally came to a stop and just lay
back on the cool cement, his face looking up towards the brilliant
blue morning sky, trying to bite down on his embarrassment.

A couple of seconds later he heard the
patter of insistent footsteps on the pavement. He realized they
were growing closer to him. He looked over and saw the woman he’d
just passed heading towards him. Her face was a mixture of horror
and hilarity, like she knew she shouldn’t be laughing but couldn’t
hold it in.

She stopped just above Troy, close enough
that he could see her skimpy black panties under her loose running
shorts. He felt an immediate stirring in his groin so he forced
himself to tear his eyes from her legs and looked up the length of
her tight body standing over him.

But that just made things worse. He closed
his eyes and quickly sat up at the waist to hide the rapidly
growing tent in his shorts.

“
Oh my god, are you okay?”
she asked in a strangely seductive, slightly raspy
voice.

“
Yeah, I’m fine,” Troy
replied, opening his eyes to find that they were right at the same
level as the front of her shorts. He quickly looked away but not
before another jolt of electricity had shot down his spine. He
dropped his hands to his waist to cover his now rock-hard cock. So
far, she seemed oblivious to his horn-dog tendencies. But he knew
if he stood up he wouldn’t be able to hide it any
longer.

“
Are you sure?” she said.
“That looked like it hurt.”

“
It did,” Troy said. “But
it’s not that big of a deal.”

She covered her mouth with her hand to try
to hide the little giggle escaping from her throat. She wasn’t
successful. “Sorry, I know I shouldn’t be laughing, it’s just—”

“
No problem,” Troy said, a
smile playing on his lips. “It must have looked pretty damn
funny.”

“
Yeah, it kind of was,”
she said. “Don’t get me wrong, it was horrifying to see you go down
like that, but it was hilarious too.”

“
I’m sure it
was.”

She held out her hand and Troy instinctively
reached for it before stopping himself. If he stood up now he’d be
busted for sure. His excitement hadn’t abated one bit and it was
showing in his pants. There was absolutely no way to hide it, not
with the thin, flexible material of the running shorts he was
wearing.

“
Thanks, but I’m good,” he
said. “I think I’ll just sit down here for a minute of two. Catch
my breath.”

“
Don’t be silly,” she
said, reaching down and grabbing ahold of his hand before he could
react. Her grip was powerful, far stronger than he would have
figured. She was strong too, pulling him to his feet with
ease.

They stood there for a moment, facing each
other, their faces less than a foot apart, their eyes locked on
each other. Troy was about to thank her for her help when she
glanced down towards the massive bulge in his pants. Troy could
feel the blood immediately rush to his face and he looked off into
the distance, unsure of what to do.

“
Ahhh, now I understand
why you didn’t want to stand up,” she said, stifling a smile.
Surprisingly, she didn’t seem upset. In fact, if anything, she
sounded intrigued. But he figured that was nothing more than
wishful thinking on his part.

Troy shrugged, embarrassed beyond all belief
but knowing there was absolutely nothing he could do about it
except play it out like it didn’t bother him.

Looking directly at him, not shying away at
all, she said, “I don’t know why you’re so worried. From the looks
of things you don’t have anything to be embarrassed about.” Her
eyes flicked down towards his groin for a moment and she laughed
under her breath. “Not at all.”

Troy cleared his throat, unsure of what to
say or how to react. He was completely frozen by her comment. It
was so far from what he was expecting to hear from her that he had
no clue how to respond.

Before he could come up with anything she
took matters into her own hands. Literally. Reaching down, she
grabbed ahold of his cock and gave it a squeeze.

“
Wow,” she said. “Very
impressive.”

Troy swallowed hard, managed to squeak a
meager “thanks” out of his mouth.

She flashed an amused grin in his direction.
“A little shy, are we?”

“
Not normally,” he said.
“But right now? A little, yeah.”

“
That’s too bad,” she said
as she started walking backwards away from him.

“
Why’s that?” Troy
said.

“
Because I’ve been pretty
lonely lately,” she said, her smile growing wider as she moved
further away from him. “And I could use a little company. Unless,
of course, you’re too shy to hang out with me.”

“
Oh, I think I can get
over it.”

She tilted her head and raised her eyebrows.
“Are you sure?”

“
Positive” he said,
displaying a boldness that he didn’t normally portray.

“
Then follow me,” she
said. She turned and jogged away.

Staring at her ass as she grew further away,
Troy thought for a moment that he was dreaming. He was afraid to
pinch himself in case he might wake up but figured it was better to
find out now than later on, once things got closer to fruition. So
he grabbed some skin above his arm and gave it a good squeeze and
then a twist. There was a little pain but nothing else. He was
definitely awake. He wondered what he’d done to deserve such good
luck and decided not to think about it too much and just go with
the flow. Laughing under his breath, he started after her.

It was difficult for Troy to run with his
cock sticking straight out, so he tucked it up underneath his
waistband. It didn’t help much, but it was enough for him to
maintain a decent pace a good 30 yards behind the mystery
woman.

And she was all woman, that was for sure.
Her long, tan legs were so firm that they barely jiggled as her
feet hit the pavement and her tight ass worked feverishly beneath
her shorts. Troy was transfixed, his eyes locked onto her backside,
unable to look at anything else.

He followed her halfway around the lake, his
cock still hard from excitement, his heart beating from more than
just physical exertion. She hadn’t looked back but once, early on,
to make sure he was still following. Now, a good five minutes
later, she suddenly sped up and took a quick right turn onto a side
street.

Troy wasn’t sure if she was playing
hard-to-get or testing his desire for her or just messing with him
a little but he too sped up, not wanting to take any chances. He
got around the house on the corner just as she took another quick
right turn, cutting through an alleyway.

He kicked it into full speed, his feet
pounding on the pavement as he flashed around the corner, only to
find that she’d disappeared. He slammed to a stop, knowing that she
hadn’t made it all the way to the end of the alley; there simply
hadn’t been enough time.

He looked left, then right, then left again.
There was no sign of her. But there were plenty of little nooks and
crannies she could have been hiding in, so he started slowly down
the alley, a big, goofy smile plastered on his face, a hunter
seeking his prey.

Little did he know
that
he
was the
hunted.

Troy was three-quarters of the way to the
end of the alley and hadn’t seen any sign of her. He was starting
to wonder if something very different was going on here than he
thought. Was it all just some kind of a game? Had she been leading
him along for kicks? Or was this just her idea of foreplay?

He was right on the verge of letting his
frustration get the best of him when he heard her voice coming from
behind him.

“
You’re not real good at
hide and seek, are you?” she said in a playful voice.

Troy spun to find her standing right behind
him, less than two feet away. “How did I miss you?”

She winked and flashed him a teasing smile.
“I am a woman of many talents,” she said.

“
I’m sure you are,” he
replied, returning her grin.