I finally had a sex dream; I mean a full on sex dream. To top that, it was the first time in a long time I had dreamt of an actual person I know. Last sex type dream had no sex and that was in January. I'm not even sure I want to put this here. Afraid it will be spoiled. Or writing it here seals intent when I don't want it sealed. I want to place a seed and have it flourish into something. Okay back to the dream. It was definitely him. Hotel. In the dream when I 'woke' to the dream world, he and I just got done fucking. Fucking in the rawest sense of the word. I was on my back when he pulled out slowly and came down next to my left side leaning propped up by his right elbow. He smiles, "hey you". I smile. I drawl, purr like, "Hiiii". His eyes light up when he asks, "Should we kiss finally?" He leans over to me, my heart is pounding I just fucked him deliciously and yet I'm getting just as turned on thinking about now we will finally kiss. We haven't kissed yet. This is the first time we are meeting in person. We just spent, I don't know how long, I have no concept of time when it comes to him, we spent some amount of time straight fucking. Primal, animalistic fucking. I got here hours ago as there was no set time to meet. He actually comes over on top of me. Crushing me, then pushes his upper body up away from me. He slides himself down me. Grabbing my tits he licks my nipple of my left breast. Slides down and kisses my navel. Scoots further and presses gently my legs apart and places one kiss on the inside of my left thigh. I'm thinking he's going to lick my aching pussy. It's what he wanted me to think. Instead he comes up and situates himself between my legs looking at me. I see he's stroking himself. I want that in me. I need that dick back in me. As if he reads my mind he takes the tip and slowly enters me. My flesh dragging along with him slowly as he enters me. He comes down on top of me, crushing me, pinning me under him and then he smiles as he gently places his mouth on mine. This was such a great start to what could've been a really good graphic post of us meeting in person for the first time. He enters the room without knocking. No talking we fall into to fucking. No kissing either. Initially, I didn't want to write this dream for fear of spoiling some preordained plans; I wanted some version of this to come true. A first meeting between two sexually intense charged individuals. With one shot at an awesome first meeting. A Dom? A new muse on the horizon, a new section for my writing; however nothing to spoil here as I no longer hold this fear. I no longer even have desire to finish this fantasy. No new section. No new muse. And the horizon? Deep, black velvet sky with a waning crescent moon, presenting colors of wheat and pastel oranges, moving slowly gliding across the sky. Looking unusually large at the horizon, moon illusion, my breath escapes me at it's beauty and hypnotic magnitude. However, as it climbs higher into the dark sky the magnitude is waning. Losing it's magic as the brilliant yellows and oranges are fading fast, replaced with the expected insipid luminous glow that the moon typically displays. My journey to find 'him'. To find a Dom. Am I too picky? Currently not picky enough maybe. But I haven't had sex in 8 years and this will be my first Dom so I want to make sure 'he' is appreciative of this nugget of information. As this moon phase continues, so shall I; not jaded, maybe wiser, I will certainly be more cautious wanting to howl from any moon. Until the flip pull it to the side, keep it up & stay slow and just be.
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