Do you know those dreams that are more or less fantasies but since you are not fantasizing you are not controlling it so the whole thing seems even more exciting? I mean, let's be honest. When fantasizing you kinda already know how the story ends. Dreams can take any number of plot twists. Anyway, I had this dream that seemed so real that I woke up wondering if it had...
In my dream, I am asleep in my bed. Except I am on top of the covers and wearing socks and pants and stuff (I sleep in undies and a tee). I awake and find a mysterious woman sidling up next to me. It's too dark for her to see my smile. And it's too dark for me to know who she is. But I feel safe and don't even question that some grrrl broke into my house and is in my bedroom. I don't know how I know exactly, but I know that this woman wants me and I know that I want her. Shaking off the effects of sleep, we pull each other close.
We share a tender moment followed by kisses. Kisses lead to caressing. Caressing leads to sharp breaths. Clothes are lost during the entanglement. Fingers and lips navigate toward desired destinations. At some point I am on my back and she is straddling me. I can feel her pressing against me and I am only thinking that I want this woman - I yearn for our bodies to bang and our teeth to clang.
*poof*
I woke up. I was there only by myself. The sun wasn't even up. She was gone... or she was never there to begin with. I got up for a bit and went back to bed, hoping to go back to the mysterious stranger. Alas, I did not find her nor receive any more visits... although my deadbeat ass did manage to stay in bed 'til nearly noon.
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