A wonderful dream
You have no recall of even falling asleep, as
your body drifted off into a deep slumber, harps
playing, angels dancing, a peaceful night for
dreaming, your mind was totally open to whatever might
lure you away. The serenity of this solace was a
welcome dream, incense permeating your senses, a
light fog shrouding where you lie. Darkness
filling the room, slightly illuminated by a single
burning candle it's flickering shadow dancing upon
the wall. Without saying anything, your handsome
prince takes you by the hand, resting you on the
bed, worshipping your form as you lay there
looking up at him. His charm was alluring., his
magnificence captivates you, He genuflects beside you,
running his finger down your neck ever so gently.
His touch, burning your skin not a word uttered,
as he leans into you, pressing his lips
delicately to yours. His breath was like a raging inferno
on your skin, the perfect man, the perfect kiss.
the perfect moment.
Inebriated with his moist lips, a soft and
fleeting movement as he withdrew his lips, still
looking into your brown eyes. His finger continues to
trace down, carefully moving over your heaving
breasts, accentuated by the shallow, ragged purpose
of your breathing. Slowly gliding between your
well shaped breasts. Moving over the top, tingling
and sparks now illuminate your senses. How you
have longed for this feeling, his warm lips move to
the exposed flesh as he kisses sensitively,
allowing his tongue to leave a moist trail between
them. Reaching up and kneading each one in his large
hands, listening to your soft moans that
encourage him. His lips tasting you, blowing warm air
against the sheer cloth covering before taking it
into his mouth. His other hand slides down your
stomach touching your skin with an agonizing chill.
This dream was so surreal suckling lightly on
your soft flesh, his fingers now searching for the
soft curly hair that lay hidden, teasing,
touching, snuggling before moving his finger in search
of your fancied flower.
He feels your body softly begin its' surrender,
his touch moves lightly over your sex, his lips
working lightly everywhere at once. He kneels up
adorning you, gazing at your wet nipple glisten in
the candlelight. Your soft hands reach for him,
wanting him, needing him to fill you. Adroitly you
sit up as he slides closer, taking his hand in
yours and lifting the finger to your mouth,
bringing the finger to your lips and looking into his
eyes, sucking gently, images flashing your rhapsody
of delight.
His groan and his urging has you in a flaming
frenzy, the candle is now dancing faster. The
incense clouds swirling, you reach for him , taking
him, feeding him to you. Your mouth tasting him for
the first time, his sweetness abounds. His body
submitting to your touches as he laments in your
pleasure, running his fingers through your
beautiful auburn hair, feeling it between his fingers
as
your mouth moves further down him, sensuously,
your mouth moves off him. He feels the cool air
move against him, you are ready for him, to be his
princess, you need him to complete you to
skillfully consummate the dream. A ceremony of erotic
desires sweeping you away, you want this happen
before your dream lapses, lying back on the bed and
looking at him through half closed eyes. You catch
his eyes admiring the treasure of you, an
invitation without ritual, spontaneous love making.
Just
how you always dreamed. Thrusting slowly and
deeply inside of you, gasping loudly, fighting for
breath as he takes you. Your fingers digging into
his back, at first, your movements are awkward but
pleasurable, your bodies search for the precise
rhythm, finding the tempo, now moving in unison,
feeling the cadence build, the speed and intensity
of his remarkable penetration raises you to new
heights. You look down and see your body floating
in a cloud of energetic ecstasy. Reaching for him
as he slides his hands over your eager
bodicemassaging youloving you, pulling you into himhis
strong hands caressing you ... pummeling you
ravaging your sexcapturing your essenceas you
willfully submit your being
All grace forgotten, your bodies writhe together
passionately on the bed as it quakes and seems to
moan in it's own delectation. His look into your
brown eyes speaks volumes of his unbridled hunger
for you, your hands reaching up and cradling his
face. For infinity you could move together, never
wanting the moment to fade, allowing it to swell
and ebb, intensifying the feelings. Never wanting
the dream to end and without warning, amazed how
this wonderment was totally indefinable, not even
about sex but an internal glow that made you the
goddess you always longed to be.
Your bodies surrender in unison, convulsing
gloriously, an excruciating series of intense and
thunderous climaxes, filling you, warming you, taking
you. Exhausted he collapses onto you as you kiss,
intoxicated in your warmth, perspiring bodies
loving together in the post orgasmic glow, lost in
your dream, you were destined to catch.
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