What a strangely pleasant dream I had last night…
Our tongues met, swirling, learning each other’s taste, finding our rhythm. My fingers touched soft skin, rounded curves. Her hands cupped my face, pulling me closer.
We pulled apart, and shyness crept in. I looked down and blushed. How did I get here? What was I doing?
She ran her fingers through my hair and pulled my head back. I looked into her eyes. Pure lust stared back at me.
I gasped, and she captured my mouth again. I pressed my naked body against hers. Oh God, she felt so good.
With dreamlike quality, I found myself lying down next to her. My hands roved her body, touching soft breasts. Fingertips traced every line and curve.
My hot, wet mouth captured a dark nipple. I sucked and pulled, nibbled and rubbed. Her back arched, she pulled me closer.
“Don’t neglect the other one, slut,” said a dark, growly voice.
We were being watched? I realized the voice came from her Sir. My cunt throbbed with desire. I complied with his demand. I took her other tit in my hand, pulling and pinching her nipple while I continued to love the other with my teeth.
Her hands found my cunt, dripping with desire. She began to stroke my pussy. I forgot myself and rolled onto my back to enjoy the sensations.
“Don’t stop, slut,” came a second voice. He was quiet and controlled, but I knew that voice anywhere. My eyes flew open and I gasped.
She took my face in her hands, forcing me to look at her.
“Don’t look. Just enjoy. It’s ok,” she whispered.
He was here? He was watching this? When? How? My entire body shook. I needed to run to him, lay my head on his knee.
“You know what I like, bitch. Don’t stop now,” he growled.
Filled with desire – to please both of them, I fell on her with a renewed passion. I kissed her tits, her nipples, her stomach, making my way down to what I knew he wanted to see most, what I wanted to taste.
I inhaled her scent, different from my own, but intoxicating. She trembled beneath me in anticipation, her hands tugging at my hair, silently pleading for what we both knew she wanted.
My pink tongue darted out tentatively. She bucked underneath me. Emboldened, I kissed her nether lips as if I was kissing her mouth. She gasped and moaned. Encouraged, I dipped my tongue inside her pussy, in and out, fucking her.
She writhed underneath me. I nipped at her lips, gently. I sucked and licked her pussy. She began to grind against my mouth, faster and faster, harder and harder. I knew she would cum soon. I kept up the rhythm I’d found that she liked best. One final time, she bucked into my face, and I taste her sweet cum in my mouth. I licked up every drop until I felt her body relax.
“Good girl.” I knew that voice. I blushed with pride. I sat up, needing to see his face, just for a moment.
I woke up, alone. It was just a dream.
I miss sex dreams. Sounds like yours was a doozy, really delicious. Two subs and two Sirs.
I am sorry about the waking up alone. Hugs.
Thanks. It was a nice dream. Even with the sadness of the morning, it kept me in a good frame of mind all day…