I love my extensive and varied dreamlife. Every once in awhile, I’ll end up with a gem like this.
I wasn’t sure which woke me. The waves that ran through my body, or the sunlight streaming through the window. My eyes were still closed, but the light pressed inwards on my eyelids. He was laying on his side, my leg thrown over his. My hips rocked gently back and forth, my lips sliding on the underside of his cock, the ring of my hood piercing dragging softly on his skin, drawing it back and exposing my clit. I was in the half dreamlike state, where nothing seems real, and didn’t cry out as I came. The shudders through my body may have been what woke him.
He didn’t open his eyes, but smiled slightly. He rolled over onto me, nudging my leg over, opening me to him. Sliding himself into me, he buried his face into my neck and sighed contentedly. He moved slowly, still not completely into wakefulness. I drew my legs back, letting him in further. As he thrust, tiny bells chimed on my anklet, in time with the rhythm. His hand slid up to my nipple, pinching and rolling the ring there. I felt him grow harder inside of me, and as I was brought over the edge again, my eyes flew open. The light through the window showed his body in profile, shadows and light. It was in that vision that I felt him stiffen, and empty himself into me. Murmuring softly, we both fell back into dreams. When again I woke, it was only the moistness on my thighs that gave tell to its reality.