At night the dream comes.....It always comes. An explosion of the minds eye, sight, sound, perception becomes surreal......
She is laying there, pelvis arched to meet my tongue, smooth, yet just a hint of perfume....It's just enough.....
Eyes clinched, back arching, hissing between clenched teeth as I probe ever deeper, exploring the unkown, that part of a womans soul only passion can find........
Smooth feet place on my shoulders, knees bent to allow deeper penetration into that dark, wet void.......Fingers stroking my hair....slight moans escaping her throaty, lust induced voice.....
"Yesssssss" echo's the room, only a whisper, but that voice, that sound, that thought burns into my mind as I look up her flat stomach to find her running her tongue along her heated lips.....
Manicured fingers tease soft brown nipples......Moving up, I stop long enough to nibble lightly on her belly-button ring......" Nooooooo......Plese don't stop" Is spoken almost out of desperation.....More of a plead than a demand....
But it's not time....The dream must last, it has to last....to cleanse the soul, to quench that fire which only a man and woman feel intertwined in devoted rapture....
Like sunshine on water, the reflection in her eyes lets me know it's almost time....just a glimpse, like a fire fly in the night...fleeting, then gone....but it is just enough....just enough to give hope this is not a dream....it's reality....reality in it's purest form.....
My cock is throbbing, begging for that wetness that awaits it....and as suddenly as the dream began, now two bodies react as one....coming together for a final thrust...breaking down monastary walls, straining against the religon that has taught us this is wrong.....But the very essence of this moment defies even God, defies mankind in it's perfection, in a passion that is intensified by a lust driven machine....fueled only by the fire that is shared in a nano-second, lasting a night, a lifetime.....
Sliding up further, just between two firm breast that still sit perched as momuments attesting to her perfect body, I can taste the slight film of sweat, that salty sweat taste that only a woman has...or ever will.....
Lips parted, tainting tongue...mouths collide with force, tongues exploring, darting in and out.....her breath is coming in short gasps now as we part......soft kisses and whispers caress her ears as my dick finally feels the wetness it has been searching for.....
Nothing is spoken now....only the soft moans from finger nails digging into my buttocks...wanting it, begging for it without asking. Time has no place here....here where only the perfection of two bodies feeling wet skin and soft lace invade all thoughts....
Only here are man and woman equal...wanting, nay, even searching for the same thing...for once we are not placed upon a throne, as God's of our destiny....Here, and only here, we create our own time frame, our own destiny....Together.
Inch by ince my cock slides into her......Firm tummies pressed together, the rise and fall of her chest, that hint of wine on her lips from dinner.....the very thought of seeing her in one of my shirts when dawns light awakens the rest of the world convinces me this is not a dream....it never was.
And then without warning...............
I gotta go get some sleeping pills dammit.
Ranger