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The Dream
By Toran
I
rolled over, the cold bed seeming naturally empty.� As my senses gradually came awake, I could
feel her presence, like the warm, enveloping feeling that comes when someone is
standing just behind you.� The soft red
digital clock on the nightstand said
I could always find her there easiest, behind my eyelids, in the nether world where only our souls met, where our touch was a sigh on the night wind, where our kiss was but a trace of moisture on our lips.
There she was.� Silhouetted against the window, her soft curves waiting for me with the moonlight behind her.� I swung my legs off the bed and took her hand, guiding her down with me.� Her hands felt my chest, the muscles in my arms, my waist.� I sought her lips, my hands running through her long black mane.� We came together and her warmth melded with mine as I felt her flesh everywhere against me.
My tongue found hers and now, our souls connected, I felt pressure, a tenseness.� I rolled her over so her back faced me and worked my fingers into her neck, kneading, squeezing, trying to release her from the other world that troubled her so.� A soft moan escaped her and I began to work her nipples into the mix, my hand straying around the front of her chest and lightly tweaking her hard little buttons.� She slid a hand behind her and caressed my balls, lightly squeezing, rubbing my hard dick.� I caught the other arm and brought it behind her, but as I started to roll her onto her belly, her fingers clenched at my balls.
Gasping, I let her go, and now she was on top of me, her knees straddling my chest, her eyes blazing.� Tonight would be hers, then, tonight she would be my queen.� Sliding up my chest, her knees finally resting against my ears, I looked up into her shadowed face and felt more than saw her eyes, her desire, her need.� The air was full of her scent as she teased me with her wet pussy, the flesh of her most secret place only inches from my nose.� I raised my head, my tongue desperately probing for her, but she giggled and raised her hips higher.� I tried to reach around her and touch her full breasts but she batted my hands away.� She was shuddering from excitement as her fingers played across her nipples, her wet pussy gyrating so close to my mouth.� I wanted her more at that moment that I had ever wanted her.� But her unseen eyes bore into me and I lay back and submitted to her taunts.
Slowly, methodically, her hips lowered onto my lips and I was graced with her taste for only a few seconds before her flesh was lifted away.� She was gasping and I knew that she wanted this, she wanted me at bay while she brought herself to the brink with her fingers.� But as her moans got longer and louder, her hips forced themselves onto my mouth and I was soon eating and licking and suckling without air, my tongue greedily taking her juices and licking her soft flesh clean.� Her engorged clit was my prize and my tongue brought her to a thundering orgasm as she drove her pussy down onto my face, her hips bucking in short frantic thrusts.� She screamed, as I fought for breath.
Then her lips were on mine and she was building her second orgasm by tasting her own juices on my mouth.� Finally, my fingers were allowed to roll and pinch her nipples, while she plunged her fingers into my hair.� My dick found her puss and I gently slid into her.� I swallowed her moans as she rode me to a second orgasm.� Just as she was coming down and I realized that now was my moment, her gift to me, I came deep inside her, my final thrusts slow and strong.
She giggled again, almost nervously and lay her head on my chest.� I stroked her hair until sleep found the two of us.
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