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Reliving the Dream

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The morning sun glistens through the trees and through my window, caressing my face as a sudden rush of desire rushes through my body awakening me from a deep slumber.

Was it a dream or was it real? I'm alone, had to be a dream.

I'm wet and have an overwhelming feeling of excitement fluttering below.

What the hell did I dream about? Oh, who cares it feels amazing, I don't want it to go away.

Close my eyes, I see his face come into view. He's like a God, the only one to give me absolute satisfaction, even in my dreams.

Slide my arms under the covers. One stops at my breast. My finger traces the circle of my nipple. It hardens immediately sending a shock of pleasure straight to my vagina. I can feel the wetness begging for attention.

My other hand trails slowly down my stomach, past my hips and over my panties. Oh what a tease, I can't take it anymore.

I slide my hand under my panties, I can feel the wetness. So inviting.

I slip my finger between my lips and gently massage my clit. Not hard enough or fast enough. I bring my other hand down and slide my panties down over my knees and past my ankles. Throw them aside, they aren't needed, they just act as a barrier to what I crave so badly.

I spread my legs open and pick up where I left off, but this time with a little more pressure and a little bit faster. Now I can really feel the excitement building up. With out the slightest bit of resistance, two fingers slide in penetrating me and releasing the built up excitement in one low moan.

Gliding in an out, as if it were the man from my dreams thrusting, giving me all of him. Sending me over the edge and giving me the greatest pleasure I've ever had. With every second and every touch I feel it coming closer.

Motivated by the passion flowing through my body one hand shoots up to my breast, grasping it as if it were the edge of the cliff. Holding on to the thrill before the I jump off into a pool of pure ecstasy. With one last thrust, my body freezes, my back arches, my head falls back and and then with




more strokes to my clit my body quivers and I ensure I get every last drop of the absolute satisfaction that I have been craving for so long.



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