It was one of those dreams where you can't see who it but you know because of certain things you see and the way your dream makes you feel. I don't know where we were but all I know is that this dream was one of the hottest unreal sex experiences I've ever had...
In this room - real or nonexistent - I dont know...there was nothing on the walls and I am not sure what that symbolizes but I think that it might meant that there wasn't focus on anything but one another. His hand was on my shoulder and I could feel him rubbing it gently and I instantly turned my neck to the side and he began kissing my neck and I remember those lips so well...they felt so good. Moist but with some cracks and they always leaving me wanting more. I really love to kiss him...it's and odd feeling to want something all the time I think. But the way he kissed me was wonferdul, one hand behind my head pulling on my hair and I remember a slight moan escaped from me at one point. And at this point against the wall I wrap one leg around him and I can instantly feel his desire...and it was the greatest feeling...knowing someone wants you as badly as you want them. And he ran his hand up my leg to the outside of my thigh and then ever-so-gently to the inside of my thigh and my head tilted slightly backwards to rest on the wall and I had to close my eyes and just breath. Slowly I begin to push him towards the bed and he gently lays down as I tower above him. The control feeling was so powerful and it only turned me on more. I move to stradle him by placing on leg on either side of him - one at a time. And the way our bodies move is so together that is feels almost insane...I grab his shirt and move my hips in exactly right position and I can see the look in his eye...it's almost scary. I know right then that I wanted to have him again and again...that it would never be enough.
The sex we had was so amazing...the best in fact - for a dream. (But even in reality it was always the best.) Anyway, the dream continued as if we had all the time in the world just to do what we wanted. I can almost feel the exact position of his hands on my hips when I was on top...he felt so good and I think I am now experiencing withdrawls!
*Always.
Caitlin
Sometimes those most worthy of love are not made happy by it. ~Dangeous Liaisons
It is on the strength of observation that one finds a way; so we must dig and delve unceasingly. ~Claude Monet 1840-1926