I dreamed about him last night. Only a few hours of sleep before I needed to wake up (Morning y’all) and most of it was spent dreaming about him.
I dreamed that he kissed me roughly, passionately – just like we did when we first met.
I dreamed that he pulled my hair and grabbed my ass.
I dreamed that I didn’t call him Sir – purposely. Even in my dreams, I know we’re not D/s.
I dreamed that he topped me – and I loved it.
I dreamed that I sucked his cock the way I adore – nibbling up and down his shaft, licking his ridgy cock, sucking his head. Mmmmm…
I dreamed that he fucked my mouth the way I adore – gagging me, choking me, forcing me to take it all. Oohhhhh….
I dreamed that he held me while I slept, keeping me close – because he needed me.
I dreamed that our friendship was strong and true with the caveat of incredible sexual energy.
I woke up and realized I only dreamed…but I still smiled.
With a smile is a wonderful way to wake up!
It was pretty nice…
What a nice dream and I am glad it made you smile…
Always a good way to wake up…lol
Its great that you can still smile about it when you wake up. Cherish the good stuff, let the bad fade away or fix itself; its out of your hands, so don’t sweat it.
For someone who’s a submissive, I’m surprisingly antsy about things outside of my control…lol…ironic, I know…
It’s a wonderful thing to be able to dream in vivid details and even greater to carry them over into your waking state…((hugs)) one way you’ll always have those memories close to you
Sometimes that’s all you get are memories…