I woke up this morning after having the most erotic dream. I dreamt a hot girl was obeying my every sexual command. It was so hot and I was very disappointed to find I awoke to find it all a dream.
As I lay there replaying the fantasy in my mind, I started stroking my cock. Thinking of her long blonde hair, I got a little harder. Thinking about her perfect tits and ass, harder still. With every stroke my cock got harder and longer. I thought of her lips forming the perfect pressure on my pole as my strokes got longer and longer. I thought of fucking her tight ass and pussy. I was harder yet and picking up speed. I pushed the covers to one side and stared down at my swollen penis, disappearing and reappearing with each move of my hand. Her soft whisper and short muffled gasps. I slid down the bed, now beating a rhythm that put me on the edge of orgasm. I thought of coming on her tits, inside of her pussy. My fantasy switched gears and I could feel myself shooting into her mouth. I tried to put off cumming, but I was approaching the point of no return. Faster and faster, it felt so good. I swung my legs over my head. My toes catching the headboard. My cock was staring down at me. I would suck it if I could. Again, my hand started its long delicate strokes. Faster, faster and yet faster. In my mind all I could see was her cum-covered face. I finally let go and shot my load. It streamed down into my waiting mouth, my anxious lips. I could taste the silky saltiness of my cum. I relaxed and let my legs fall back onto the bed. Satisfied, I rolled over and fell back asleep. Who says when I get up that I have to get out of bed?