Jamie got up and almost fell over on the floor but Morgan caught her. She was laughing as he helped her back to standing position.
She was light as a feather and felt just like Cira.
Jamie walked down the hall holding out her hands and opened the art room door.
“It’s dark in here, where is the light switch?”
“Right over here.” Upon entering the room Morgan pushed the light switch, and the room was lit up.
“Wow there's more paintings in here. Strangely, these ones are different.”
“Yeah, the dreams weren't always me naked running down the streets of an unknown part of the city tryna get back home.”
“ I would have terrifying dreams of these guys.”
Jamie felt odd looking at the vividly painted Aliens in the paintings.
“What is this one?” Jamie asked.
“That's a Gray alien.”
“And this one?” Jamie pointed at a strong white, yellow eyed alligator looking alien.
“Reptilian.”
“And this one?” Jamie pointed at a large tentacled one.
“I’m not even sure but it scared the hell out of me.”
“Wow these were all in your dreams.”
“Yeah…” Morgan rubbed the back of his neck. And his eyes opened wide as he looked up and saw Jamie start to pull off her top exposing her tits and brown nipples. Jamie slung her hair back around and smiled. Then she slowly pulled down her black leggings and stood in her black thong in front of Morgan.
“Panties or no panties?”
“Umm, whatever you prefer.” Morgan said to her as he watched her pull her thong down and throw it at him.
Morgan caught the thong and looked at the drunk Jamie who started to seductively touch herself.
“You gonna sniff it and paint me sexy?”
Morgan was surprised by the request and quite turned on; he never saw this side of Jamie before. He looked down at the tiny black underwear in his hand and gave in and sniffed her thong.
The scent was beautiful and his dick started to chub out.
Morgan placed the thong down on his art table as he grabbed his paints and Jamie took a seat on the small couch he had in the room.
Morgan began to paint Jamie while she started to touch herself on the couch.
Rubbing her clit with her right hand. She stared at Morgan painting her. She loved him staring at her body. Jamie continued to rub and shake from the pleasure.
She bent her leg forward in a crossed leg position and began to rub her wet pussy over her right foot heel. Moaning and touching her breasts. Her long blonde hair flowed around from her pulsating movements.
Morgan was amazed by her toned abs and body. And his painting was coming along when Jamie said to him.
“Come over here Morgan and give me your all.”
Morgan thought about it, it's been a year since he had sex with Cira, also a year since he last saw her.
Morgan put the brush down and the paint and walked over from the easel. Turned off the light’s.
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Jamie sat up and pulled down Morgan's sweat pants and white underwear.
Morgan was hard and long. She started to suck him off. Moaning and holding her hair back. Jamie continued to blow him.
Morgan with his left hand pulled off his shirt while Jamie rocked his world.
The feeling sent waves of energy up his body.
He tugged Jamie's hair pulling her back from his penis.
Morgan laid her back on the small couch and raised her feet up on his shoulders while he began to rub the head on his shaft all over her wet pussy lips before plunging deep within her.
Jamie moaned and pulled his tight hips in as he pounded away.
“Yess, yesss fuck me.” Jamie held on to him while he drove his member in and out of her.
The pleasure was making her squirt all over Morgan's abs.
The wet smacking sound of skin filled the room with moans and enjoyment from Jamie and morgan.
Jamie wrapped her arms and legs around Morgan as he started to lower himself on her. He Thrusted hard into her. Jamie said in his ear through her moans cum in me.
Morgan pounded her enjoying Jamie's tight pussy as it would tense up from his penis thrusts.
Jamie could feel his penis start to twitch inside of her then the warm sensation of his sperm flowing into her. Jamie saw the look of pleasure and relief in Morgan's eyes.
Then Jamie looked down at the corner of the barely lit room. Noticing a slight movement in the back.The light from the street was dimly shining just enough to light up the corner where she could see a shadow figure watching them.
“Ahhhhh!” Jamie screamed. Which shocked Morgan who turned to see what she was covering her eyes from. There was nothing. Morgan got up and turned on the lights.
Standing naked in the room. Jamie uncovered her eyes to see nothing was standing there.
“I swear I saw something standing in the corner watching us.” Jamie said hysterically.
“Really what did you see?” Morgan walked back over to her and held out his hand to stand her up and hug her warm naked body.
“I swear I saw a shadow figure that looked like the gray alien figure in your painting.”
“The one painting in the corner, you may have been seeing the painting.”
“It moved, that's why I screamed and jumped.”
“Well we did have a lot to drink tonight.”
“ I swear Morgan.” Jamie looked in his eyes. Morgan looked back at the frightened Jamie.
“Come let's go sleep in the other room.” Morgan held Jamie as they both walked out of the room naked through the hall still drunk, opening the door to his bedroom and walking in.
They both got under his blankets and laid together in his bed.
Morgan laid back and was asleep instantly. Jamie laid on his right side away from the door. She had her head on his chest. Listening to the heartbeat of the man she always wanted to love and stared at from across the office. Soon enough she drifted off into sleep.
She awoke sometime later, it was still dark in the room, she was still laying on Morgan's chest and for some reason she couldnt move.
She started to panic then at the room door standing in the dark hallway was a shadow figure that looked like the gray alien in the painting.
Jamie wanted to scream and she couldn't. She watched as the shadow figure entered the room floating alongside the foot of the bed and out of her sight.
Jamie could sense the Shadow was still behind her.
Then more started to enter the room. She could feel her and Morgan's hearts beating really fast.
She was trying so hard to scream as the shadow figures that surrounded the bed closed in around them.
She awoke screaming sitting up in Morgan's bed who also woke up asking her. “What's going on?”
The morning light filled the room and she sat holding her knees close to her chest. Crying into them.
“They were here in the room last night Morgan!” Jamie said, crying.
“They? Who was in here?”
“The Shadow figures, They surrounded the bed.”
“How come you didn't wake me?”
“I couldn’t, I tried to scream and move but I couldn’t.”
Morgan's eyes went blank as he stared out the windows open blinds.
“Sounds like a true nightmare.” Morgan said.
“You didn't see them last night, your heart was racing like mine.” Jamie banged her hand into her palm real fast to give an example.
“No, I must have blocked it out, I used to get dreams like that too, until I stopped.”
“Until you stopped what?”
“Painting.”
Morgan got up and walked out of the room.
“Where are you going?” Jamie asked and covered herself with the blanket.
“Hold on, I will be right back.”
Morgan walked into the living room feeling the carpet flooring on his bare feet he bent over and moved the books around his table till he found his journal he wrote things down in. He picked it up and walked back to the room stopping at the bathroom for some tissue for Jamie.
“What is that?”
“It’s a Dream journal. I started to write down the dreams as they started to become more startling and yours reminded me of one I had a few months back.”
Morgan passed her the tissue and sat back in the bed then began flipping the pages finding the date of when he recalled the dream.
“Here on October 16. 22 I had the most unpleasant dream. I was staring at someone watching me sleep. I couldn't move or shout. Then when I woke up I saw hand marks on my body. I searched my apartment but found nothing except the strange hand marks on my body.”
“Explain the hand marks morgan.”
“Well that's when, you're not going to like this.” Morgan took a deep breath then continued.
“The hand marks left some bruising, but no one could explain it. I didn't want to go to the doctor. I feared they would lock me in the looney bin, so I looked up online and found I could be low on iron from the easy bruising.”
“Was it that?”
“No cause I took the vitamins and still woke up with tons of strange bruises.”
“Have you ever found out what it is?” Jamie looked around her body and didn't see anything.
“I have theories but still can’t put any solid truth to it.”Morgan got up and said to her.
“I have been living with this for a few months now. I will share more about what I found. Come, let's get dressed and have some lunch and coffee. I will tell you all about it.”
Jamie liked the sound of coffee and Morgan sharing his nightmare struggles made her feel a little better. She got up and remembered Morgan placing her panties down on the table in the art room.
She walked across the hall while Morgan stood in his room getting dressed.
Jamie opened the door to the art room.
She found her leggings and sweater shirt on the small couch. Jamie walked over to the art table and couldn't find her black thong. She looked under the table and around the small area. But the thong was gone.
End of Chapter 003 The Shadow Beings of night Written by Travis Willier copyright 2023