I slowly open my sleepy eyes to sunlight streaming in through the window beside the bed. The left side is empty, and somewhat neat, while my sheets are still crinkled and folded. Just now I remember the very peculiar, dirty dream I had. It was me and Elton, all alone. We were in his bedroom, and we were both going at it. First just talking quietly to each other, then kissing and hugging, and finally, we, we,...um...we did it together. From there, the rest of my dream seemed like a blur, but I know what had happened. My dream finally ended when we pulled off each other, sweaty and tired. The rest of the night my sleep was uninterrupted with weird sex dreams.
OH MY JESUS!! I look around the room for the first time since I woke up, at my surroundings. The chair in the corner, the windows on both sides of the room, and the bathroom off to the side. God, I am in Elton's bedroom! He must be downstairs already, having breakfast or something. I look down at myself, and realize I am not wearing a bra, and that my panties are only halfway up my legs. I look around the room to look for my bra, and I see that it is on the floor, ON ELTON'S SIDE OF THE BED!! Then, I take a glance at his nightstand. Karo syrup is sitting on the edge.
That was no fucking sex dream I thought I had. That was real. I had sex with Elton John last night.
I pull myself together, and grab my robe that hangs on the door. I quietly slip out of Elton's bedroom and into the hall
ESTÁS LEYENDO
An Elton John romance fan fic
FanfictionThis story takes place in the early to mid seventies, when a young girl who has been in Elton John's life for a while finally decides she's had enough of hiding her true feelings about Elton. After a while, the two come to realize that it's not just...
