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The Dream

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Solo-Touch-Bot Posted on: 21 Aug 2011 1 comments
1 likes views Category: Too Hot For Solo Touch Tags: Fantasy, Scent

Category: Female Solo (F)
Submitted by: Helen Age: 24 Gender: Female

Since my dragon was made flesh, she has invaded my dreams considerably more than before. As the tattoos heal, they itch somewhat. I think my dormant brain senses the irritation, and turns it into fantasies such as this....

The summer heat is unbearable as I walk through the fields surrounding my home. The grass tickles and caresses my ankles, and as usual naked under my dress, I feel and smell my arousal.

My mind focuses on my inner self, and the summer's day fades from the immediacy of my consciousness. The dampness between my legs demands my attention and, like the eddies and swirls of a vortex in water, scenarios present themselves, but are soon dismissed. I allow my gaze to roam over the achingly beautiful hills. Summer surrounds me like a glove.

I do not know the exact moment, I hear them, nor what it was I heard, exactly. Suddenly, I know that they are close to me. I stand still, uttely still and quell my breathing until all I can hear is the sounds of the idle summer. I hear her gasp, then I hear him grunt. Somewhere near, they are fucking. Yes, today it is fucking. Not making love nor having sex.

I do not recall walking over to them, but through cover of trees, I see them. She is lying on her back on the grass, let legs spread and wraped around his back. I watch until the exquisite moment that he comes inside her.

He withdraws, and like the stallion, semen flows out of her onto the short rabbit-cropped grass.

They are young, I would say, young teens who have grabbed a moment's eroticism. As I watch they hastilly dress, kiss and go in separate directions, she back to the riding stables nearby, and he in the direction of the boys boarding school.

I walk to their spot. The grass is covered in sperm, and the sleeply hollow smells of her sex. I kneel, my knees either side of the semen on the grass. I lift my dress lazilly over my head and discard it. My hand reaches down between my thighs and I start to masturbate. The grass, laden with semen, at times grazes the back of my hand. As my orgasm approaches, my senses heighten, and it is the scent of her cunt that pervades my senses. So young, so tight, and almost devoid of hair, yet clearly, she knew the pleasure it can give her. I inhale again, and my mind sees the milkiness of his sperm around her cervix, wich, as she orgasmed, dipped into the pool of love.

I am so close now, poised on the very brink. I let my hand fall away, and let the grass touch my own cunt. I splay my legs like the mare inthe field until my crotch is in contact with the grass and there, I rut like a masturbating cat until the orgasm sweeps me away.

XXX After such dreams, in the coolness of morning, I always analyise them in depth. This, should I ever get the chance, is one fantasy I would live out in a heartbeat.

NOTE: Today, this day, as I write this, my dragon is awake and snarling deep in my belly. I do not know where she will lead me this day, but I know it will be dark and depraved in some way.

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