Sex Dreams coming true ♕

Sex Dreams coming true

I was sleeping peacefully, having sex dreams. The warm night air tickled over my bare skin. The open window let in the summer breeze, keeping my bedroom from being too stuffy. It was warm, though, and I threw my thick comforter off of the bed in a huff.

Well, I HAD been sleeping peacefully. A spicy sex dream had woken me, and the wetness between my legs made it uncomfortable to try to turn over and go back to bed. Luckily, my partner snored softly next to me.

I didn’t have to wait, we had an unspoken rule that anything was a free game after dark. Then I snaked my hand to his waist, slipping past his boxer shorts to cup his half-erect penis. I smirked silently. At least he had been dreaming about me, too.

A few light touches of my fingertips, up and down his member, and his legs were twitching. Slowly, he was coming to life under my ministrations. Then he mumbled sleepily, incoherently. I quickly rose to my knees, angling myself so that my ass was parallel to the wall.

I popped my favorite cock from his briefs and nearly purred. His skin glistened in the moonlight that shone through the window, precum already dribbling from his tip.

I snaked my tongue out and lapped it up like a cat with a bowl of milk. His cock jerked in my palm. I suddenly felt his hand pressed against my ass, rubbing sleepily against my skin.

“Mornin’ kitten, Should have known that was not sex dreams,” he drawled huskily. “Ain’t no point in beating around the bush, kitten.”

Before entering my pussy with his index finger. Then I gasped around his cock and dropped my head low, taking him deep in my throat. I wiggled my hips in response, rocking back on his fingers. He was rock hard in my mouth, and I could taste the salt of his sweat.

Then my pussy pulsed in anticipation. He felt it spasm around his hand. And he softly withdrew, pressing on my hips to guide me to the bed.

Then I let him go with a wet sucking sound and flopped back onto the bed. Our positioning was perfectly rehearsed. He lifted my hips to meet his pelvis. My heels rested on his shoulders like they were made to be there. He turned his head, lips pressed to the bottom of my foot, while he entered me in one swift motion.

“Oooooh fuck” I groaned, his hard length filling me up completely. Instinctively, I tightened around him and held him close. He bit my ankle, his breath coming out in a huff.

“Fuck Dawn, you’re so wet.” he ground out. Then, without another word, he pulled back and slammed into me again, my breath being forced from my lungs. I would have been launched off the bed without the perfect space between my head, hands, and the wall.

Then I reached up, my breasts swollen and inviting, and pressed my palms against the wall above me, helping to hold me in place while he hammered my cunt. His calloused palms took hold of my chest, grabbing my nipple roughly, pulling and tugging as he pounded me over and over again.

I was lost in a sea of sensations, not just sex dreams.

Then I had no air to call out his name as I was launched over the edge into oblivion. As my pussy spasmed around his cock, he followed me soon after. He collapsed on top of me, trembling as he whispered my name, but that is how us making love in the middle of the night when our sex dreams come true.