Dreamy Mornings or Morning Dreams?
I wake in the dark, searching futilely, hoping to find you next to me. A soft sigh of disappointment as I realize I must have been dreaming... again. Closing my eyes once more, I call out to you with my heart, willing you to hear and feel my thoughts... my need... my desire. My mind drifting through wishes, my imagination takes me to you as sleep takes me and when I wake within my dream, everything is different...
Nestled against you, my arm flung over your chest, your shoulder pillows my head. Eyes still closed, I inhale the scent of you, your nearness stirring the sweetest ache of desire... wanting to touch... to taste... to absorb you.
Carefully turning my head, I reach out with my tongue, the moist tip tasting the slight saltiness of your skin, whetting my desire even more. Slowly sliding my hand down your side, along your hip, over your belly, I hear your heartbeat quicken beneath my ear and my emboldened tongue traces a path to your neck, leaving little kisses along the way. You begin to stir as my tongue swirls, mapping the contours of your neck, your jaw, your sandpapery chin. My lips find yours in a soft kiss and I murmur against them, be still, my love... let me savor you...explore you...share the desire you create inside me. Let me give you pleasure... and feel the pleasure the giving brings... Please... let me make love to you.
Withdrawing from our kiss, I cup my breast, gently teasing it over your mouth. A tingly surge of excitement spreads through me as you accept my offering, capturing my nipple between your lips, pulling it into the warm wetness of your mouth.
A shaky breath escapes me as I feel the familiar wet warmth seeping between my legs. Desire and passion deepen, burning and once more, I must taste of you... trailing fiery kisses wherever my mouth might reach, my breath hot against your skin, my hunger for you growing. Forcing my self to slow down, my fingertips lightly caress, brushing across the tops of your thighs as I kiss my way down your chest, stopping to encircle your nipples with my tongue, gently tugging them with my teeth. My mind and body crying out with need, my lips inch downward, seeking your soft, velvety hardness yet deliberately avoiding it. Allowing myself only light kisses as I reach the fold of your thighs, teasing... tasting... even as my fingers brush oh, so lightly across your belly, your hard cock twitching beneath them. Fluttery touches... my mouth skipping and dancing all over your body, my tongue invading your navel, fingers exploring your inner thighs, caressing and stroking... enjoying you. Laying my cheek against your lower belly, I struggle to keep passion in check, my tongue just barely making contact as it darts out repeatedly... a thief...stealing the glistening drop of your desire. You shift as though to enable me to reach you easier and I can't help smiling as I caress the length of your shaft... still with just the tip of my tongue. So hard... my breath catches as I feel you growing harder yet, throbbing against my tongue as I tease... alternating delicate, flickery touches with long, slow, full tongue licks.
Slowly... Ooooh, soo sloowly... I slide my mouth over the head of your shaft, my lips tightening around you... suckling gently... drawing you deeper within, wanting to swallow you... feeling you against the back of my throat. Releasing you, searching lower with lazy circles, gently mouthing the leathery sack below... tickling beneath it with my tongue... kissing... nibbling... passion a burning flame... My need to taste you completely suddenly so intense, I draw you deeply into my mouth again... ever deeper... my need to please you increasing. Whimpering softly as I deliberately open my throat to you, stroking and swirling with my tongue, a white hot wave engulfs me as I feel your hands in my hair, your grip becoming strong. My throat opens fully and as my lips meet your belly, my throat massages your entire length while I struggle to swallow your explosion.
My own desire still burning, I quickly slide you, still almost rigid, from my mouth. Our glazed eyes meet as I straddle you, guiding you, the hot wetness allowing you to slip inside with ease. My hips rotate; rising and falling in rhythm with yours... I lean forward, my mouth seeking yours as I take your hands and place them on my breasts. The consuming fire of desire making my body tremble... my breath quickens with the pace of our movements. Low moans becoming more audible as I near the edge... the rhythm cracking... quivering... breath ragged... muscles clenching, trapping you within as reach my own explosion.
.. squeezing around you as my body arches.
The spasms slowly subside and I lie face down upon you. Holding you, feeling your arms around me... still breathless and trembling, burying my face in your neck... Wrapped together in a smile of contentment and satiation, I whisper, Good morning, sweet lover.