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I quickly threw back my vodka rocks as I peered through the crowd, trying in vain to steel my nerves.
Just a day ago I would have never imagined that I would be sitting here at this upscale restaurant and ballroom. I was at least trying to fit in, wearing my favorite black suit with a black silk shirt, open at the collar.
A big band orchestra played classics from a bygone era as reflections from the rotating mirror ball danced across the floor like scattered diamonds.
From my vantage point at the bar, I could see you with your friends at a table in the dining area across the room. I watched you, enraptured by the realization of how close you were.
So beautiful you looked in your short black dress and heels. Your long, raven hair playfully cascaded down your bare back. Your smile lit up the room and your sweet laughter tugged at my heart.
I tried to calm myself as I ordered another drink, a double this time. I must be crazy to have come here, I thought to myself, but seeing you so close now I knew there was no way I could turn back.
My mind was suddenly flooded with sweet thoughts of our online relationship. How you found me and with our first conversation formed an instant connection. The way we would share the most intimate aspects of our lives, laughing and crying together, being there for each other in rough times and celebrating the good. Or merely to connect at the end of each day, finding our refuge from the cold realities of life in each other's arms. And then finally, our heartfelt confessions of love. Always with the longing and regret for the vast distance between us.
As I watched, the men left the table to go outside for some fresh air and guy talk, leaving you with a couple of your girlfriends as the three of you continued to chat and laugh. I took the phone from my pocket and with unsteady hands began to compose a text. I then pushed send as I remained focused on your table. I saw you reach into your purse for your phone as I studied your face.
You then read my words, "You look gorgeous tonight."
The phone immediately dropped from your hand that was suddenly frozen in place. Your face took on a stunned expression, looking wide eyed around the room. I could see your friends lean forward to touch your hand with concern. You managed a strained smile, waving them off to convince them that there was nothing to be concerned about. The girls then returned to their conversation, laughing and talking, not noticing that your face was flushed with a combination of desire and confusion.
The band started playing Glen Miller's "Moonlight Serenade." The soft, lilting melody reverberated throughout the cavernous room, wafting gently with each passing phrase. I closed my eyes for just a moment to allow the music to cleanse my mind of anxiety, feeling a sense of peace and calm wash over me. Opening my eyes and smiling, I got up from my bar stool and made my way to your table. As I stood beside your chair, you suddenly turned and looked up at me. You let out a stuttered gasp as your outstretched fingers covered your mouth. You started trembling as your brown eyes welled up, locked onto mine in stunned disbelief.
"I'm so sorry if I startled you!" I said as I smiled, your friends looking on with great interest. "I realize that this is very forward of me, but I couldn't help but notice you from across the room. I would really be honored if I could have this dance."
A brief awkward silence followed as you opened you mouth to speak, but a few halted syllables were all that came out. I finally broke the silence.
"I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have taken the liberty of coming over here, I'll just bid you lovely ladies a pleasant eve...."
"No, don't go!" You finally blurted out with a shaky voice.
Composing yourself a bit you smiled. "I would love to dance!"
"Excellent!" I beamed as I presented my upturned palm to you. You gently placed your hand in mine as you rose from the table. I tried to hide my runaway emotions and racing heart as we touched for the very first time. A moment that I had imagined and longed for since we first met online.
With your hand in mine and your dinner companions left stunned with their mouths hanging open, I led you to the center of the floor where we were immediately engulfed in a sea of dancers that created our own private world, unseen by any would be spectators.
There was to be no customary dance posture as your arms encircled my neck, mine around your waist, pulling at each other tightly with a collective hunger brought on by a hundred nights of aching denial. I had many times wondered what we would say to each other at this first private moment, but for now, no words were needed. For this one magical dance we only needed to hold each other. To finally be at peace in each other's embrace.
As the song ended, I brought my face close to yours and stroked your soft cheek with the back of my hand as I turned my head slightly to bring my lips onto yours. Softly at first, and then with a passion that before was only toyed with from a distance. I could feel your heart pounding against my chest as the orchestra started to play an uptempo song, blaring horns waking us from our spell.
I quickly took your hand in mine as I led you through the crowd, weaving around and through dancers as they spun and gyrated to the music. Away from the dance floor, I pulled you quickly along, your heels clicking on the hardwood floor twice for every one of my strides. Down a darkened hallway, past restrooms until we came to a door with a sign that read Employees Only.
After looking side to side we slinked in through the door. Closing it behind us, the band and throngs of people suddenly seemed so very distant now. Looking around there was a changing area for workers that consisted of a table with a large mirror behind it and a dim incandescent bulb that hung before it from a long cord that represented the room's only light source. Directly across from the table was a short row of old, dark green lockers. Further into the shadowy room, shelves lined the walls, stacked with gallon cans of fruit, vegetables and condiments.
Releasing my hand, you turned to make eye contact for just a moment before slowly approaching the table with a quiet expression, stopping to look into the mirror. You studied your reflection in the soft light as I walked up to you from behind, pressing my body to you as my hands found yours, our fingers interlacing and gripping tightly. We looked at each other through the shadowy reflection in the mirror as I drank in your heavenly scent, your soft hair caressing my cheek.
I brought my lips onto your warm neck to kiss you, then another placed farther upward as your eyes closed, tilting your head to the side. Taking your earlobe gently between my teeth, I slid my hand up the length of your arms as I nibbled at it, feeling your chest heave with your deepened breathing.
So many times I had imagined this moment. So many times I had longed and ached to hold you, to love you with our bodies entwined. My entire being raged with a burning passion for you that I could no longer contain.
I grabbed your shoulders and quickly spun you around to face me with a startled expression as you looked back at me. I kissed your mouth over and over as I used my hands to gather your dark mane away from your face before placing anxious kisses over your cheeks, forehead and neck, not wanting to miss any part of you.
Taking a step back I grabbed the top of your strapless dress and pulled it down as your breasts jumped from the cups and swayed side to side. Entranced by the sight I took your right breast into my hand, hefting it upward as I leaned over to take your dark nipple into my mouth, sucking and nibbling on it as it stiffened between my teeth. Running your fingers through my hair, your hands pulled my face tightly against your chest as you moaned softly from the sensations.
Sliding my hand up your smooth thigh, I lifted the hem of your dress up over your hip to find the elastic band of your tiny black thong. I grabbed it and tugged firmly downward until it dropped to your ankles as you kicked it away. I brought my face up to kiss you again while frantic with desire. My hand moved in between your legs, feeling the heat radiating from you as my palm moved over your pubic mound. My fingers separated your tender, wet lips as they slid easily inside your warm, tight pussy. My tongue explored your mouth as my fingers eagerly fucked you.
Pulling away from my face, you grabbed at my belt frantically, tugging at it until it was unfastened before unzipping and pulling my pants open. Yanking down on my boxers, my stiff, throbbing prick sprang upward as my pants collapsed to the floor. Your delicate fingers wrapped around my cock as you squeezed it firmly. I gasped, my breath heaving from the sensation of your cool skin gripping me.
I pulled up the hem of your dress as my hands moved over your bare ass. I grabbed you firmly at the waist and lifted you up onto the edge of the table. You immediately spread your legs far apart, leaning back propped up on one arm as your hand pulled my cock to you, guiding it to your pink, wet tunnel. Staring into your eyes my hips moved in to penetrate you, driving myself deep inside. Your head was thrown back with your breath drawn sharply as I pushed through your tight walls as they gripped and massaged my shaft until I collided with your soft mound.
Pivoting at the waist I drew my hips back to shove my cock in again hard, filling your wet pussy over and over with an animal lust that could no longer be contained. Your torso jerked and twitched with the hard landing of each violent thrust, your tits jumped and heaved as they began to glisten with sweat.
Your mouth hung wide open in a tortured expression, lost in ecstasy as you suddenly thrust your torso forward to encircle my neck with your arms, butting hard against my chest. Knocked slightly off balance by the impact, I took an unsteady step back from the table while you clung to me tightly, turning as your legs wrapped around my waist, one shoe falling to the floor unnoticed. We might have fallen had we not slammed against the row of lockers with a huge bang as one door flew open and the entire line rocked back and forth.
I turned my hips upward over and over, lifting you up the side of the locker, fucking you hard as your breathing quickened and a series of rhythmic grunts ascending in pitch told me of your impending orgasm. I quickened my pace for several more spasmodic thrusts and then lifted you high with my cock, grinding myself against your pubic mound in a circular motion as you screamed out. With your arms strangling my neck, your entire body quivered and shook. The muscular contractions of your pussy pulsed and squeezed my cock as I felt you might crush it. With your head back, moaning loudly, you continued to come hard on me.
Finally I could feel the tension in your muscles start to relax as you released your grip on my neck to turn your head and kiss me softly as you smiled. You then slid down to the floor and immediately dropped to your knees. Looking up at me you grabbed the base of my cock, shiny and slick with your wetness, as you slid your tongue slowly up the length of my shaft before sucking the spongy head into your mouth, teasing the underside with quick flicks from the tip of your tongue.
Shock waves of electric pleasure shot through me as you teased my cock to just short of my breaking point. Sensing my impending loss of control you quickly took your mouth from me. You licked your lips as you looked up at me and giggled, your fist now firmly pumping my shaft.
Bringing your mouth back to me, you hugged just the head with your lips before suddenly taking my shaft deep into your face, pausing for just a moment as you began to slowly push yourself all the way on to me, taking my cock deep into your throat. Your face was finally pressed into my flesh as it turned a bright shade of scarlet before quickly pulling yourself off me as you gasped for air, taking in a deep breath.
You looked up at my stunned expression of disbelief, laughing as you used your arm to wipe away a thick rope of drool from your mouth. With an impish smile you took my cock in one more time and thrust it deeply as you reached around, grabbing my ass firmly, your nails pressed into my flesh.
Pulling your mouth out to the tip you immediately drove your face down again, then again, gaining speed each time. Your tongue rode the underside of my cock firmly and your hair bobbed to and fro as you sucked me relentlessly. My groin grew hot and my balls pulled up tight as I reached the edge of the abyss.
I let out several low, crude grunts as my cock erupted, pumping hot cum into your mouth, splattering against the back of your throat. My hips twitched and spasmed as I continued to empty myself, finally spent, my cock still pulsing and twitching with an ever slowing pace.
The tension began to drain from my body as you slowly rose to your feet. Putting your arms gently around my neck and looking into my eyes, you opened your mouth to show me my pearlescent wad sitting in a pool on your cupped tongue. You then closed your lips, gave a big swallow before opening your mouth wide to show me that it was gone, all with the presentation worthy of a seasoned magician. You smiled as I leaned forward to kiss you softly.
Suddenly I turned my head. "Do you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"That!" I pointed upward. "It sounds like some kind of motor."
"OK, now I hea...."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
My eyes opened slowly, squinting from the morning sunlight that filtered in through the open window. I could hear the sound of my neighbor's lawn mower and smell the fragrance of freshly cut grass. I laid still for just a moment before lifting my head to slowly look around my quiet, empty bedroom.
Returning my head to my pillow with a feeling of quiet melancholy, I just wanted to retrace the details of my dream before they began to fade. In my mind I listened once again to the orchestra playing as the curtains danced in the window to a warm summer breeze.
My spell was suddenly broken by the quick pattering of bare feet running down the hallway. Still dressed in nothing but your oversized night shirt that hung over one shoulder, you ran toward the bed laughing, your long black hair flying about in disarray.
"Incoming!" You shouted as you jumped onto the bed next to me.
I smiled as I raised my arms over my head in a faux posture of self defense as we both bounced from the impact. Laying prone while propped up on your elbows, you quickly leaned in to give me a good morning kiss. I looked up at the sweetest, most beautiful face I had ever seen as I softly brushed the hair from your face.
"Have I told you yet today how much I love you?" I asked as I stared into your soft, brown eyes.
"No you haven't," You replied with a devilish smile, "and it's about time you did!"
You screamed with laughter as I grabbed you and wrestled you onto your back.
As you looked up at me you asked, "I was in here earlier while you were still asleep, and I saw a big smile on your face. You were having our dream again, weren't you?"
"It's so amazing that after almost two years, I not only keep having that dream, but it is always exactly as everything happened that night." I recalled wistfully as my fingers toyed lightly with your hair.
Your smile widened as you reached under the blanket to find my cock, fully hard as usual under my flannel pajama pants as was typical following this dream. You wrapped your tiny fingers around it and playfully tugged on it a few times through the fabric.
"Sooo," You asked with a twinkle in your eye, "is this the same cock you fucked me with that night?"
"Well, you know it is."
You sat up on your haunches and in a single motion grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it up and over your head, as your raven hair lay tangled over your soft breasts. I stared up at your incredible naked form in the same way I always do, as if I were seeing you for the first time.
"Well then," You announced, "if you're nice enough to dream about fucking me, it seems to me the least I can do is make your dream come true."
Just a day ago I would have never imagined that I would be sitting here at this upscale restaurant and ballroom. I was at least trying to fit in, wearing my favorite black suit with a black silk shirt, open at the collar.
A big band orchestra played classics from a bygone era as reflections from the rotating mirror ball danced across the floor like scattered diamonds.
From my vantage point at the bar, I could see you with your friends at a table in the dining area across the room. I watched you, enraptured by the realization of how close you were.
So beautiful you looked in your short black dress and heels. Your long, raven hair playfully cascaded down your bare back. Your smile lit up the room and your sweet laughter tugged at my heart.
I tried to calm myself as I ordered another drink, a double this time. I must be crazy to have come here, I thought to myself, but seeing you so close now I knew there was no way I could turn back.
My mind was suddenly flooded with sweet thoughts of our online relationship. How you found me and with our first conversation formed an instant connection. The way we would share the most intimate aspects of our lives, laughing and crying together, being there for each other in rough times and celebrating the good. Or merely to connect at the end of each day, finding our refuge from the cold realities of life in each other's arms. And then finally, our heartfelt confessions of love. Always with the longing and regret for the vast distance between us.
As I watched, the men left the table to go outside for some fresh air and guy talk, leaving you with a couple of your girlfriends as the three of you continued to chat and laugh. I took the phone from my pocket and with unsteady hands began to compose a text. I then pushed send as I remained focused on your table. I saw you reach into your purse for your phone as I studied your face.
You then read my words, "You look gorgeous tonight."
The phone immediately dropped from your hand that was suddenly frozen in place. Your face took on a stunned expression, looking wide eyed around the room. I could see your friends lean forward to touch your hand with concern. You managed a strained smile, waving them off to convince them that there was nothing to be concerned about. The girls then returned to their conversation, laughing and talking, not noticing that your face was flushed with a combination of desire and confusion.
The band started playing Glen Miller's "Moonlight Serenade." The soft, lilting melody reverberated throughout the cavernous room, wafting gently with each passing phrase. I closed my eyes for just a moment to allow the music to cleanse my mind of anxiety, feeling a sense of peace and calm wash over me. Opening my eyes and smiling, I got up from my bar stool and made my way to your table. As I stood beside your chair, you suddenly turned and looked up at me. You let out a stuttered gasp as your outstretched fingers covered your mouth. You started trembling as your brown eyes welled up, locked onto mine in stunned disbelief.
"I'm so sorry if I startled you!" I said as I smiled, your friends looking on with great interest. "I realize that this is very forward of me, but I couldn't help but notice you from across the room. I would really be honored if I could have this dance."
A brief awkward silence followed as you opened you mouth to speak, but a few halted syllables were all that came out. I finally broke the silence.
"I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have taken the liberty of coming over here, I'll just bid you lovely ladies a pleasant eve...."
"No, don't go!" You finally blurted out with a shaky voice.
Composing yourself a bit you smiled. "I would love to dance!"
"Excellent!" I beamed as I presented my upturned palm to you. You gently placed your hand in mine as you rose from the table. I tried to hide my runaway emotions and racing heart as we touched for the very first time. A moment that I had imagined and longed for since we first met online.
With your hand in mine and your dinner companions left stunned with their mouths hanging open, I led you to the center of the floor where we were immediately engulfed in a sea of dancers that created our own private world, unseen by any would be spectators.
There was to be no customary dance posture as your arms encircled my neck, mine around your waist, pulling at each other tightly with a collective hunger brought on by a hundred nights of aching denial. I had many times wondered what we would say to each other at this first private moment, but for now, no words were needed. For this one magical dance we only needed to hold each other. To finally be at peace in each other's embrace.
As the song ended, I brought my face close to yours and stroked your soft cheek with the back of my hand as I turned my head slightly to bring my lips onto yours. Softly at first, and then with a passion that before was only toyed with from a distance. I could feel your heart pounding against my chest as the orchestra started to play an uptempo song, blaring horns waking us from our spell.
I quickly took your hand in mine as I led you through the crowd, weaving around and through dancers as they spun and gyrated to the music. Away from the dance floor, I pulled you quickly along, your heels clicking on the hardwood floor twice for every one of my strides. Down a darkened hallway, past restrooms until we came to a door with a sign that read Employees Only.
After looking side to side we slinked in through the door. Closing it behind us, the band and throngs of people suddenly seemed so very distant now. Looking around there was a changing area for workers that consisted of a table with a large mirror behind it and a dim incandescent bulb that hung before it from a long cord that represented the room's only light source. Directly across from the table was a short row of old, dark green lockers. Further into the shadowy room, shelves lined the walls, stacked with gallon cans of fruit, vegetables and condiments.
Releasing my hand, you turned to make eye contact for just a moment before slowly approaching the table with a quiet expression, stopping to look into the mirror. You studied your reflection in the soft light as I walked up to you from behind, pressing my body to you as my hands found yours, our fingers interlacing and gripping tightly. We looked at each other through the shadowy reflection in the mirror as I drank in your heavenly scent, your soft hair caressing my cheek.
I brought my lips onto your warm neck to kiss you, then another placed farther upward as your eyes closed, tilting your head to the side. Taking your earlobe gently between my teeth, I slid my hand up the length of your arms as I nibbled at it, feeling your chest heave with your deepened breathing.
So many times I had imagined this moment. So many times I had longed and ached to hold you, to love you with our bodies entwined. My entire being raged with a burning passion for you that I could no longer contain.
I grabbed your shoulders and quickly spun you around to face me with a startled expression as you looked back at me. I kissed your mouth over and over as I used my hands to gather your dark mane away from your face before placing anxious kisses over your cheeks, forehead and neck, not wanting to miss any part of you.
Taking a step back I grabbed the top of your strapless dress and pulled it down as your breasts jumped from the cups and swayed side to side. Entranced by the sight I took your right breast into my hand, hefting it upward as I leaned over to take your dark nipple into my mouth, sucking and nibbling on it as it stiffened between my teeth. Running your fingers through my hair, your hands pulled my face tightly against your chest as you moaned softly from the sensations.
Sliding my hand up your smooth thigh, I lifted the hem of your dress up over your hip to find the elastic band of your tiny black thong. I grabbed it and tugged firmly downward until it dropped to your ankles as you kicked it away. I brought my face up to kiss you again while frantic with desire. My hand moved in between your legs, feeling the heat radiating from you as my palm moved over your pubic mound. My fingers separated your tender, wet lips as they slid easily inside your warm, tight pussy. My tongue explored your mouth as my fingers eagerly fucked you.
Pulling away from my face, you grabbed at my belt frantically, tugging at it until it was unfastened before unzipping and pulling my pants open. Yanking down on my boxers, my stiff, throbbing prick sprang upward as my pants collapsed to the floor. Your delicate fingers wrapped around my cock as you squeezed it firmly. I gasped, my breath heaving from the sensation of your cool skin gripping me.
I pulled up the hem of your dress as my hands moved over your bare ass. I grabbed you firmly at the waist and lifted you up onto the edge of the table. You immediately spread your legs far apart, leaning back propped up on one arm as your hand pulled my cock to you, guiding it to your pink, wet tunnel. Staring into your eyes my hips moved in to penetrate you, driving myself deep inside. Your head was thrown back with your breath drawn sharply as I pushed through your tight walls as they gripped and massaged my shaft until I collided with your soft mound.
Pivoting at the waist I drew my hips back to shove my cock in again hard, filling your wet pussy over and over with an animal lust that could no longer be contained. Your torso jerked and twitched with the hard landing of each violent thrust, your tits jumped and heaved as they began to glisten with sweat.
Your mouth hung wide open in a tortured expression, lost in ecstasy as you suddenly thrust your torso forward to encircle my neck with your arms, butting hard against my chest. Knocked slightly off balance by the impact, I took an unsteady step back from the table while you clung to me tightly, turning as your legs wrapped around my waist, one shoe falling to the floor unnoticed. We might have fallen had we not slammed against the row of lockers with a huge bang as one door flew open and the entire line rocked back and forth.
I turned my hips upward over and over, lifting you up the side of the locker, fucking you hard as your breathing quickened and a series of rhythmic grunts ascending in pitch told me of your impending orgasm. I quickened my pace for several more spasmodic thrusts and then lifted you high with my cock, grinding myself against your pubic mound in a circular motion as you screamed out. With your arms strangling my neck, your entire body quivered and shook. The muscular contractions of your pussy pulsed and squeezed my cock as I felt you might crush it. With your head back, moaning loudly, you continued to come hard on me.
Finally I could feel the tension in your muscles start to relax as you released your grip on my neck to turn your head and kiss me softly as you smiled. You then slid down to the floor and immediately dropped to your knees. Looking up at me you grabbed the base of my cock, shiny and slick with your wetness, as you slid your tongue slowly up the length of my shaft before sucking the spongy head into your mouth, teasing the underside with quick flicks from the tip of your tongue.
Shock waves of electric pleasure shot through me as you teased my cock to just short of my breaking point. Sensing my impending loss of control you quickly took your mouth from me. You licked your lips as you looked up at me and giggled, your fist now firmly pumping my shaft.
Bringing your mouth back to me, you hugged just the head with your lips before suddenly taking my shaft deep into your face, pausing for just a moment as you began to slowly push yourself all the way on to me, taking my cock deep into your throat. Your face was finally pressed into my flesh as it turned a bright shade of scarlet before quickly pulling yourself off me as you gasped for air, taking in a deep breath.
You looked up at my stunned expression of disbelief, laughing as you used your arm to wipe away a thick rope of drool from your mouth. With an impish smile you took my cock in one more time and thrust it deeply as you reached around, grabbing my ass firmly, your nails pressed into my flesh.
Pulling your mouth out to the tip you immediately drove your face down again, then again, gaining speed each time. Your tongue rode the underside of my cock firmly and your hair bobbed to and fro as you sucked me relentlessly. My groin grew hot and my balls pulled up tight as I reached the edge of the abyss.
I let out several low, crude grunts as my cock erupted, pumping hot cum into your mouth, splattering against the back of your throat. My hips twitched and spasmed as I continued to empty myself, finally spent, my cock still pulsing and twitching with an ever slowing pace.
The tension began to drain from my body as you slowly rose to your feet. Putting your arms gently around my neck and looking into my eyes, you opened your mouth to show me my pearlescent wad sitting in a pool on your cupped tongue. You then closed your lips, gave a big swallow before opening your mouth wide to show me that it was gone, all with the presentation worthy of a seasoned magician. You smiled as I leaned forward to kiss you softly.
Suddenly I turned my head. "Do you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"That!" I pointed upward. "It sounds like some kind of motor."
"OK, now I hea...."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
My eyes opened slowly, squinting from the morning sunlight that filtered in through the open window. I could hear the sound of my neighbor's lawn mower and smell the fragrance of freshly cut grass. I laid still for just a moment before lifting my head to slowly look around my quiet, empty bedroom.
Returning my head to my pillow with a feeling of quiet melancholy, I just wanted to retrace the details of my dream before they began to fade. In my mind I listened once again to the orchestra playing as the curtains danced in the window to a warm summer breeze.
My spell was suddenly broken by the quick pattering of bare feet running down the hallway. Still dressed in nothing but your oversized night shirt that hung over one shoulder, you ran toward the bed laughing, your long black hair flying about in disarray.
"Incoming!" You shouted as you jumped onto the bed next to me.
I smiled as I raised my arms over my head in a faux posture of self defense as we both bounced from the impact. Laying prone while propped up on your elbows, you quickly leaned in to give me a good morning kiss. I looked up at the sweetest, most beautiful face I had ever seen as I softly brushed the hair from your face.
"Have I told you yet today how much I love you?" I asked as I stared into your soft, brown eyes.
"No you haven't," You replied with a devilish smile, "and it's about time you did!"
You screamed with laughter as I grabbed you and wrestled you onto your back.
As you looked up at me you asked, "I was in here earlier while you were still asleep, and I saw a big smile on your face. You were having our dream again, weren't you?"
"It's so amazing that after almost two years, I not only keep having that dream, but it is always exactly as everything happened that night." I recalled wistfully as my fingers toyed lightly with your hair.
Your smile widened as you reached under the blanket to find my cock, fully hard as usual under my flannel pajama pants as was typical following this dream. You wrapped your tiny fingers around it and playfully tugged on it a few times through the fabric.
"Sooo," You asked with a twinkle in your eye, "is this the same cock you fucked me with that night?"
"Well, you know it is."
You sat up on your haunches and in a single motion grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it up and over your head, as your raven hair lay tangled over your soft breasts. I stared up at your incredible naked form in the same way I always do, as if I were seeing you for the first time.
"Well then," You announced, "if you're nice enough to dream about fucking me, it seems to me the least I can do is make your dream come true."
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