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yes was a dream a nice one
yes was a dream a nice one
As I write, I am sure you are working there at home. But, I imagine you sleeping....and thinking that someday I'd like to look over and see you sleeping next to me....feel the peace and security of having you close. It's hard not to reach out and touch you as you sleep...but I don't want to wake you....I don't want to disturb your dreams....but I want so badly to kiss you....touch you....stir you into a sleepy lovemaking that is so all about comfort and closeness and love. My senses crave you....and so does my lonely heart. I know in your sleep you feel me....that my penis is hard with the memory of your kiss, your tongue....the heat of your mouth sucking....licking the drops that leak from me as your breathing comes just a little faster. I love feeling your hand rest against my chest...not quite pushing....but helping find the rhythm that comes from somewhere in your core. I love hearing you moan...knowing that I am pleasing you. It makes you wet and stimulate me to no end...I'm sure the musky scent of my excitement must fill the room. I move you around so that your bottom is accessible to me as I continue to suck and lick. You let my fingers slide into the wetness we've created....the heat that begs for me. I don't have to ask....you can tell I want you. You reach down to stop me from what I am doing....and smiling....watch as I lay next to you on my back. You know it is my favorite position...this simple missionary one....where I can feel and see you and touch you. This for me is about pure sex...about closeness....and when you slide onto me I am almost dizzy with the pleasure of it. I can touch you all over...caress you....kiss you....as you move ever so slowly in and out.
After a while....you smile....and I pull out...helping me to move to my knees. I know how you like this....that it's a little more about the sheer eroticism now....the rawness. You push back onto me with less gentleness and I gasp. You feel so deep this way, and all i desiere is to reach teh bottom of you....and I feel so possessed....so subservient. My heart is beating so hard I think it will burst. Then you feel me fingering you again....and start. You feel it so well....but don't stop....your other hand strokes me softly.....and the depths of our thrusts slow....move just a bit deeper and then almost out. You reach over and take the body oil and drop some on your stomach and navel....whispering reassurance....then letting your finger slide in as you continue fucking me. The combination is causing my breathing to grow ragged...and you feel me slowly accept the warmth or your orgasm, the you screaming to get out. You reach over and take my shoulders....pressing you breast against me soft and slowly....nothing is as big as me you whisper....but it still hurts a little, and you love it. You hear me whimper....and stop....but continue again shortly. It occurs to you that a distraction might help you relax....so i adjust the music to make it softer adn more meaningful. The sting to your tender nipples that had receive my earlier attentions of tugging and sucking and biting....is about to put me over the edge. You take the opportunity to push my full cock against the tight opening.....and apply a soft steady pressure. I am trying to pull away...but you are saying softly...no....mine....all mine....and I feel that you are already partially inside of me. You stop....and simply let me feel you....before you begin to try to move deeper....or back.
I have to think of a quiet place, some place where thee is only us.
You are being careful...and have claimed a part of me that no one else can come near. I feel your breathing change....you moan softly and I feel my cock pulsing as I release myself into the inter you, deep in to you.
I will fall asleep in your arms...your heartbeat slowing...your breath against my skin. And sleep will find us. I hope you like my dream.