You asked me to reveal my dreams to you. Lately it is the same one. I keep waking from it, not being where I truly want to be. I knew the dreams would return though. My slumber was broken. You lie there turned with you back to me. My hand was placed on waist, curled behind you. I slowly moved my hand up to your breast. Slowly tracing every detail I could feel through my finger tip. The thin fabric of your tank top allowing me to feel every detail. Slow, soft traces of my finger, barely being felt, soft as the breeze.
I feel you lightly exhale while I trace around your areola, circling slowly, gently, barely there. I feel your nipple start to stiffen, not as hard as eraser yet. Tracing towards the tip, continuing my exploration, reaching the pinnacle, I softly pinch. The audible moan from you makes it difficult to stop my own arousal any longer. Feeling my cock start to rise, I know I've gone too far already. I begin to move my hand back down your side. Trying not to tickle you, gliding, letting you feel my desire for you drag down your torso. You feel the heat from my hands linger long after they've moved on.
Reaching your hips again I continue passed, further down. You feel my hand move slowly over your hip, sliding over your ass, gently gripping, lightly massaging. I feel your breathing start to quicken, knowing if I continue I will fully wake you, yet yearning for this more than anything. You can not ignore what I am doing to you, pushing your hips back against me, I no longer can resist my desires. I cave to my darkest wishes.
I only get the pajama bottoms to your knees before returning to my desire. I quickly pull down my shorts to my knees. I do not intent to waste much more time. Slowly moving my hand up your inner thigh. Lightly grazing. Applying more pressure now. I want you to know I'm there. My hand feels on fire. I can feel you squirm as my hand approaches nears your hot vagina. Moving your hips, pleading for me to continue. Radiating heat leads my hand to where I desire, I know I have aroused you, I feel how wet you are instantly. Easily my fingers tease your labia, sliding between them into your vagina. First one, then two. Slowly, sometimes sliding out and up, teasing your clitoris. Rubbing circles, tracing lines, lightly tickling, gently poking.
I feel you try to turn towards me, I will not let you this time. Your pajamas holding your legs together, allowing me to use my strong leg to hold you in place. I slowly enter you from behind. We move together in the dark, matching each other's heartbeat and breath. The sliding friction and hot, wet heat is intoxicating. I run my hand along your side, gripping your hip as I push deeper, feeling you clench around me. You moan softly against the pillow, sending shivers down my spine. The rhythm quickens, our bodies locked in sync, until the pleasure builds beyond control. Squeezing tightly, you pull me closer, and I release myself deep inside you, feeling us merge completely in the quiet of the night. We lay there, panting, arms wrapped around each other, until sleep finally claims us in the warm embers of the morning.