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Sweet Dreams	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 20189 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4
The moss on the floor of the arboretum was as soft as could be on Phineas and Isabella's bare skin as they lay on their sides, kissing, touching.
They caressed each other's faces, enjoying their unique shapes. Isabella was particularly fascinated by Phineas' conical cheek, running her fingers up and down it. Phineas' hand toyed with Isabella's long, black hair, then briefly examined the flat top of her head before sliding down the wineglass-curve of her face.
"I like exploring you," Phineas said, smiling.
"It's an adventure," Isabella agreed. "Now let's see..."
She put her hand on Phineas' shoulder and gently pushed him over onto his back. Then she moved her hand onto his chest.
"Here we are on the plains," she said, then slid her hand down onto his concave stomach. "And now we're in the valley..." She slid down farther still and boldly took hold of Phineas' erect penis. "Oh, and here's Mount Phineas," she said with a grin.
Equally boldly, Phineas said, "I think I'd like YOU to mount Phineas."
Isabella made a sound that was half gasp, half sigh. Then she smiled. "That sounds wonderful."
Carefully, as if she were climbing onto a potentially unstable platform, Isabella put one leg over Phineas' hips and gently settled on top of him. They gazed at each other for a long moment.
"Phineas?" Isabella said cautiously.
"Yes, Isabella?"
"I love you."
Phineas smiled up at her, his face guileless, joyful, and strangely calm. "I love you, too."
Isabella reached down and, without difficulty or fanfare, put Phineas inside her.
"Isabella," Phineas gasped as her warmth surrounded him. "It's...good."
"SO good," she echoed, her eyes on his.
Purely by instinct, Phineas began moving his hips very slowly, even as he spoke.
"Do you remember what you said about when I welcomed you to the neighborhood?"
"Uh-huh," Isabella replied, unconsciously undulating her own hips in time with Phineas'.
"I think- I think I know what that felt like now," he said. "Because it's like...like I'm in a completely new place, but...I feel like I belong here."
Isabella leaned down, her face just above Phineas'.
"You DO belong here. With me. Inside me."
"Wow," Phineas breathed. "I can't believe that I--I mean me, when I'm awake--have no idea how much I want this. Want YOU."
Isabella's face began to fall. "Yeah," she said.
"But right now," Phineas said quickly, "you're ALL I want. Because I DO love you, even if not every part of me knows it."
Isabella's face brightened. "I can tell at least ONE part of you knows it."
"Oh, lots more than one," Phineas said, running his hands up Isabella's sides and then onto her chest. "My hands, for instance, totally know it."
Phineas began gently rubbing Isabella's little brown nipples, making her gasp. She put her hands on his chest, gently pushing against him as she worked her groin with his, milking pleasure from him, sharing in him.
"This is...amazing," Phineas breathed.
"Do you think...it's like this...in real life?" Isabella moaned.
"I hope...we'll...find out."
Isabella fell on Phineas and kissed him hungrily as she rolled him on top of her. Here in the dream world, her flexibility was unlimited, so she lifted her legs high in the air and spread them wide for her red-haired lover.
"Deeper," she said.
Phineas closed his eyes, and inside Isabella, his penis grew in length and girth until it filled her completely. She sighed blissfully into his ear. Then he began slowly pushing into her, again and again, each of them savoring every inch of movement.
"So...amazing...inside you..." Phineas gasped.
"So deep..." Isabella breathed. "So good..."
Phineas kissed Isabella deeply, passion flaring up inside him. Then he began thrusting harder, faster.
"Yes," Isabella whimpered. "Take me...give yourself to me...I want every...inch of you..."
"Every inch," Phineas breathed, thrusting steadily. "I want...to give you...all of it...all of me..."
She grabbed his hips, pulling him into her again and again, adding her strength to his. They moved together, thrusting, undulating, making sweet love and rutting like animals at the same time. A thousand needs suffused them, drove them: the need to love and be loved, to fuck and be fucked, to hold on, to mate, to breed, to be connected, to join and merge and fuse themselves together, cock and cunt merely leading the way for body and mind and heart. They drove each other on, each of them both rider and mount, urging themselves faster, harder, galloping, stampeding, pushing harder and harder against their own physical limits and, being in a dream, finding none. The floor crumbled under the force of their thrusts, and their bodies crashed together with a sound like thunderclaps as they fucked with impossible force.
"Phineas!" Isabella screamed, "I- I'm going to- I can't-" and then she screamed a scream so high and loud that the great glass dome far above them shattered, raining shards that themselves exploded in the air like fireworks. The glass hailed down on them, thick and sharp and sparkling, but Phineas and Isabella's passion made them invincible, and the glass bounced harmlessly off their coupled bodies.
"YEAAAAAAAAAGH!" Phineas screamed primally as he came inside Isabella, flooding her with his come, with his love, with himself. She held on tight and took it all, gladly, letting him fill her and feeling his passion and his essence in every drop.
They held each other, gasping, trying to process the overwhelming experience they had just shared. But it couldn't be done; it was all too powerful, too impossible and yet too real. So they rolled on their sides and simply lay there, entwined, exhausted, and happy.
Phineas tried to speak, but words failed him. Instead, he raised his hand to cup the back of Isabella's head and gently pull her face to his. He kissed her, then moved his head forward until his forehead was an inch from hers.
"Do you want to?" he whispered.
"Yes. More than anything."
Their foreheads touched, and suddenly they were in each other's minds. Isabella gasped at the rushing river of ideas and plans in Phineas' head; Phineas was overwhelmed by the complicated matrix of thoughts, feelings, and fantasies in Isabella's. And both minds echoed with what they had just experienced.
Wow, thought Phineas, looking around. There's a place in your mind called Phineas-Land?
Wait, don't go in there!
It was too late; Phineas was already walking through it like a wide-eyed tourist.
Look, it's me as an astronaut! And there I am as a sailing-ship captain! And, oooh, a centaur!
This is so embarrassing.
Why? It makes me feel great that you see me in all these cool ways.
Fine. I want to see how YOU see me.
Looking back into a dimly lit corner of Phineas' mind, Isabella saw a pink neon sign with her name on it in flowery script. The sign formed the top of an archway; it wasn’t obvious where it led.
Well, fair's fair, I guess, thought Phineas.
She walked under the sign, and suddenly there were images of her everywhere: in her pink dress, in her Fireside Girls uniform, in her pink bathing suit. Then there were other, more fantastical ones: herself as a space captain, a water sprite, a Chinese princess. And then, way in the back...
Um, those are from my dreams, Phineas said as Isabella approached the images.
Isabella gasped when she saw herself as a cowgirl wearing only a hat, boots, and a smile; a nude wood nymph, her curvy bottom a white flash as she ran giggling into the forest; a prom queen, her sparkly ballgown halfway off, exposing her chest…
THIS is how you see me in your dreams?
Uh, well…some of them.
Isabella pulled her forehead away from Phineas’ and pushed away from him. Then she got on all fours, his seed still leaking out of her, and looked over at him.
“Let’s do it again,” she said, smiling wickedly. “And be a centaur this time.”
END CHAPTER 4
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