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What a beautiful
dream...
I wrote this the
other night, inspired by my girlfriend, who is away from me
for the summer. I know it's not as kinky as some of the submissions
to these
newsgroups, but I certainly hope a few of you out there like
it.
I wake, and it's
still dark. You're still laying in my arms, snuggled up with
your body fully against me. I glace groggily at the clock.
It's 3:38. Seems
I'm always waking up right around 3:30, and regardless of how
wildly we made
love the night before, or how little sleep I've been getting
with you here with
me, I'm always horny. Not that I mind.
This morning is
no exception. You're still asleep, so you don't really notice
the heat between us, and you certainly don't notice my insistent
cock, pushing
between the flesh of your thighs. As I grow more awake, I notice
the distinctly
pleasurable sensation of being trapped between your thighs, and
with a tiny
discrete movement, I'm pressed right up against the warm furry
patch between
your legs.
Not wanting you
to awake too soon, I very slowly begin to move my hips against
you, rubbing against your warm body. The top of my cock rubs
against the
sensitive outer lips of your pussy, making you breathe a little
harder, but
not awaken. As my movements become a little faster, the moisture
from between
your honeyed lips begins to lubricate my passage. I move my
hand around you,
from where it had been holding you close to me, and reaches down
to stroke your
clit, and play with the tender flesh at the top of your pussy.
With this more
direct attention, you seem to wake. A full fledged moan escapes
your lips and your hips begin to grind against me with a conscious
effort. I
recognise this sort of sleep-sex. You never wake up that easily.
I grin as
I fondle you and slide myself against you. Wanting to take you
further, I pull
gently away from you and ease you onto your stomach, spreading
your legs.
Your bare pussy
now exposed to my attentions from behind, I let my finger tips
dance lightly against you, eliciting another moan. Tips of fingers
gently
push inside of you, wetting themselves. Lubed up nicely, I push
them into you,
a few millimeters deeper with each pistonlike stroke. Gentle
and slow. Soon
I've got my middle finger buried to my palm, and I desperately
want for you to
get going. My motions become faster, and at one point, I stop
to insert another
finger into you.
Soon, I'm levering
my arm back and forth, plunging my fingers deeper and deeper
into you, and now, for sure, you're awake. I know this because
you're clawing
the sheets, slamming your cunt back against me with every stroke,
and biting
the pillow to keep from screaming aloud and waking the neighbors.
I
intersperse my thrusts with brief slowdowns and alternate between
slamming
into your pussy and twisting my fingers in half circles. I then
begin to feel
the tightening of the muscles in your tight tunnel. I redouble
my efforts at
pushing my fingers all the way inside of you, and you finally
let go and
scream in ecstasy.
I awake with the
sounds of your screams still echoing in my mind. I open my
eyes to find myself on my back with you between my legs. You're
looking up
at me, your eyes fairly glowing with triumph. Dribbles of my
cum are rolling
down your chin, and your lips are curled in a most satisfied
grin. It seems
that you finally got your wish. For once, you woke up before
I did, and got
to wake me up your way. |