Lacestockings

I was reading some erotica last night and it’s incorporated itself into one of my dreams, and it was hot! It was so good, I didn’t want to wake up. But when I did, I found myself reaching under teh bed for my goodie box to pull out one of my vibrators

I dreamt it was a hot day, and I was lying on the bed, the windows were open to let in some cool air, and I was trying not to move, as it was too hot to do anything but laze about. Barry comes into my room, which is unusual, as he always tells me when he’s coming round, and this was a surprise, a pleasant one anyway. He shuts the door behind him.

‘Hi’, I say, not moving from my comfy place on the bed. ‘I would get up, but it’s too hot’
‘That’s ok’, he says, moving to the foot of the bed, ’stay right where you are’, and proceeds to bend over and start kissing the inside of my leg, and working his way up to the top of my thigh, where my denim hotpants prevent him going any further. He raises his head so he was looking at me, with that knowing expression and cheeky smile. I raise my eyebrows, as if to say ’so what now?’ He leans in for a lingering kiss, light on my lips, and pauses before lying scooping me up in his arms and pulling me close to him and probes my mouth with his tongue. I run my hands through his hair, and his hands are feeling every inch of my body, like he wants to remember every curve of it.

I am the first to be completely naked, he refuses to let me take his clothes off: he stands me up and strips me down ever so slowly, starting with my top, and kisses every part of my torso that the fabric has touched. Then he kneels on the floor and undoes the button to my shorts, and lets them fall to the ground. He kisses my stomach, and his fingers curl under the tops of my knickers, and pulls them down. He grabs my right leg, and puts it over his shoulder and teases me with butterfly kisses on the inside of my thigh before running his tongue up and down the length of my opening. He swirls his tongue over my clit and probes two fingers into my pussy, and I moan with pleasure. His other hand is holding me in the small of my back, to prevent me toppling over from this overload of pleasure. He gently nips my clit with his teeth, just as he curls his fingers to my g-spot, making me cum. I collapse on the bed, but he isn’t finished with me yet, and I’m only just warmed up.

He strips down in lightning quick time, and is on top of me before I can get up to help him remove his clothes. I cry out as my enters me, his cock stretches me length and width, but he is gentle and moves slowly at first. His pace quickens, and I wrap my legs around his back to bring him closer to me. He shifts his position slightly so he can wrap me up in his arms and make slow, long movements with his cock: he pulls out and pauses before slowly entering me again, and then pushes his pelvis hard against my clit, slowly building the wave towards the inevitable peak.

Then, all of a sudden he stops, and pulls out, but still carries on caressing me and kissing me. He positions my leg over his shoulder, and moves his cock further down, so he is rubbing against my anus. His hand grabs my ass cheek and he slowly and careful enters me. I scream, he is so big, and I haven’t done this in ages, it hurts so much! But he only enters me with the tip of his cock at first until I’m used to it, and massages my clit with his thumb. With every thrust he enters me a little further. I can see that this is causing him great pleasure. I ask him ‘that feels good yeah?’, and he can only reply with a nod and a smile on his face.

He moves his hand away from my clit, but his pelvis is in such a good position to simulate my clit anyway, that I will be coming soon too. I can feel the wave building, bigger than last time, and I can read on Barry’s face that he will not last long. I can’t stand this mix of pleasure and pain, I arch my back and raise my torso to Barry’s moist and eagerly awaiting mouth, so he can suck and bit my nipples. I look into his eyes as I come, the spasms taking him with me. We just lie lie that, interlocked in each others arms for what seems like an hour, but only a few minutes.