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I knew it was a dream. Everything was fuzzy around the edges. Nothing felt completely real. Nothing except how my body reacted.
Pulsating, throbbing, burning, swelling. My stomach clenched. My clitoris swelled. I ached to be touched.
The scene unfolded in front of my eyes. Despite the outrage from the crowd (where did they come from?), he reached out and pulled the other man close to him. They locked eyes for a brief moment before their lips and bodies crashed together.
My legs shook. Sweat beaded my forehead. My breath caught in my throat. My empty cunt spasmed and clenched, wishing for something to fill it.
Their lips crushed together, tongues swirling, hands seeking. Pale hands cradled chocolate brown skin. They melted together into one. No one else existed. The hissing, booing crowd faded away.
I wanted to touch myself. Touch someone, anyone. Feel a little of what they were feeling. I reached out a hand toward them. If they’d noticed, I don’t know what I would have asked for or done. Electricity sparked and fizzed in the air around them. The energy between them real and wild. I wanted some small part of it for myself.
Tight nipples, tighter throat. When I thought I could take no more of only watching from the shadows, they began to fade away. My body continued to demand its own pleasure even as I cried out. “Noooooooooo!”
With a start, I woke to a dark room. The clock blinked 4:00 a.m. at me, heartless and cold. My body continued to react even as I closed my eyes and willed myself back into the dream, into the fantasy, not caring that it wouldn’t be as real as before. I wanted to watch a few more moments of their shared passion.
Welcome to Masturbation Monday! I don’t know why Matt Smith’s version of the Doctor was making out with someone who looked suspiciously like Mickey. All I know is that I had a very real reaction to my strangely erotic dream, and I wanted back in, damn it! Ah well, I went back to sleep but I don’t remember my dreams now. That one will have to do. Okay, if you’re looking for a different kind of smut, you know where to go and what to do.
No wonder you didn’t want to get out of bed this morning.
Well that was ONE reason, lol. It IS Monday, ya know. 🙂
wished I had more dreams like yours
Wish I did, too! 🙂 More sexy dreams for everyone!!
Dreams are crazy, right? You sense they’re not real and yet the feel sooo real. And yes, if you wake up you wanna jump right back in!
Please send dream Matt to me. I need him for… uhm… science? Lol.
LOL, happy to share dream Matt! For science… 😉