Lost in a Dream

Transcript

It's a slow December morning. No particular reason to get up and out of bed. The blankets don't seem to want us out and I'm not inclined to push the issue.

Your eyes peeking out from underneath a fold of blanket and letting me know that you've been enjoying the morning as well, with no plans to go anywhere else. There's breakfast, sure, and coffee, if that's your thing, but I don't need anything else right now. Mornings where the dream doesn't end, where you're here when I close my eyes and open them again.

That's what this season was made for. The birds aren't even disturbing us this morning. Maybe they're enjoying a warm, cozy morning like we are.

Come here, come a little closer to me. Get tangled up with me and we'll keep each other warm. I started getting jealous of those blankets getting to lay all over your body.

You know, there's a feeling, a feeling that's been building up since I opened my eyes. There's a need to pull you close, to feel your heat against me, to pick up where we left off in my dream. Would you like to know where that was? Well, we had just enjoyed a rather strenuous night together, and waking up I had just left two kisses on your lips, like that.

Your hand was gently working its way over my shoulder and down my back, pulling me into your embrace. So far so good? Well, that's where my memory gets fuzzy, but I think after that I probably would have wrapped my arms around you and pulled you closer, and there we would reach an impasse.

Our lips inches from each other, our arms wound tightly around with fingertips digging into skin, a little pinch of your nails sliding down my back, just like that. Then it rushes, your nails dig in and our lips press together again. Seems we're both in a mood this morning.

My hand moves slowly up your chest to the base of your neck, holding in place your gorgeous lips and your eyes. A couple of seconds pause felt like an eternity before either of us were pulled from the gaze. But enough is enough, gorgeous.

I need more of you. The blankets push down just over our legs. Your tits swaying while I steady myself with hands on your shoulders, straddling your gorgeous body and taking you all in.

It's like we both woke up from my dream. Give me your hands. Here.

I'm going to take them in mine and push them up against the headboard. You won't be needing them, and our lips meet again as I start to grind my stiffening cock against your mound. I can feel your grip tighten when the warm metal of my piercing pushes just barely against your clit.

Do you feel that? Oh, fuck, and you're already wet? Well, I guess I shouldn't be surprised, since the tip of the cock prodding at your wet pussy is almost painfully swollen.

There's an aching deep down inside my cock that will not be satisfied until I feel you push back against me, buried inside you. Take your hands back for a second and spread it open for me. Look at me while you do.

Feel it out, gorgeous. Put the tip of that cock right where it goes. That's it.

That's it. Push it a little bit. Oh, fuck, that's good.

Get the tip in there. Oh, yes. Give me your hands back, baby.

You won't need them again. You feel my cock throbbing? I can feel your heart beating in that tight, sucking hole, aching to be filled.

I'm not going to make you wait. Here. Oh, does that feel good? How about the rest? That was quite the gasp.

More than you expected? No? Then you won't mind if I give in to my cock and let it take you as deep as it can.

Look at that. Oh, fuck. Look at that sexy.

Oh, look at your hole sucking every inch of my cock in. You've got it all messy with your slippery little pussy. Look, you're dripping right down your ass out of the sheets, like a well-used hole.

I think it's only fair that you clean it up. My cock, at least. Oh, I'm not going to be able to hold down.

Oh, fuck. Good girl. Open your mouth.

Let me see it. Oh, is that where all this cum is going? Your pussy's milking my cock so well.

Oh, maybe I should just let it finish inside you instead. Oh, fuck. Risky, perhaps.

But fuck, you feel good to cream pie. Oh, oh, fine. Mm, fine, your mouth it is.

Oh, I know I taste good. I'm going to want some. Oh, oh, get ready.

Get ready for it. Give me your fucking hands. Oh, fuck.

Oh, oh, the noise your pussy made when I pulled out. Fuck. That makes me want to stick it back in.

Oh, god. Attagirl. Keep your head still.

That's it. That's it. I'm coming.

I'm coming. I'm coming. Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck. Oh, oh, god, your tongue is covered in my cum. Oh, it's still coming.

There it is. Oh, get the last few drops there, baby. Oh, fuck.

Mm. Oh, oh, god. Attagirl.

Squeeze the last little bit out of there. Oh, how do I taste? Mm.

Here, kiss me. I want to taste it. Mm.

Oh, god. Always better when I can taste what I've been fucking too. Mm.

God, I'm exhausted. I could probably just rest here for a minute or two. Oh, hey there.

Hey. Good morning, beautiful. I was tossing and turning.

Yeah. I was tossing and turning you, and then we fucked. Another.

.. No, that wasn't a dream. Another one? Oh, I'm going back to bed.