Dreaming...
I woke from a series of hallucinatory dreams, in which we roamed from room to room through
a seemingly endless series of mansion corridors. My cunt was dripping. I reached over and
discovered that M’s cock was rock hard. So I mounted him, as he lay in a dreaming, blissful
state. A smile spread across his lips well before he opened his eyes. I leaned down close and
whispered in his ear, “Honey, I’ve got to tell you about the dream I had last night.”
“Hummmm”, he said, “just don’t stop what you are doing.”
I was taking him in slowly, concentrating on the tip of his cock, tantalizing him, rotating my hips
and sliding gently up and down, not allowing him to penetrate very deeply. This was more like
a dance than hard fucking.
“You led me blindfolded down a city street. It was spring, and the aroma of flowers filled the
air. It seemed we were near a park. I begged you to tell me where we were going, but your
only reply was, “That’s for me to know and you to find out.”
Responding to the memory, I rode M hard, taking him to the edge, but then stopped
suddenly, “That wasn’t very nice of you!” I teased.
“Arrgh”, he said, “Baby, you know I was only going to show you a good time.”
“That you did.” I rolled off onto my back, “Time for you to service me.” His tongue began its
magical work on my pussy. “You led me up a few steps; I had the feeling you were taking me
into a house. I could hear the sounds of a party, laughter, ice cubes clinking in glasses, as
well as exotic world-beat music, which always makes me hot. And in the distance, I thought I
heard other sounds – soft moans, the slapping of skin on skin, and a few cries of ecstasy.”
“ ‘She’s gorgeous, may I touch her?’ I heard a languid female voice inquire. You were quick to
reply, ‘You may, but you must remove an article of her clothing.’ ”
“With pleasure,” she whispered. At that, I felt nimble fingers under my skirt. They removed my
panties and gently brushed my labia, and I felt myself getting moist.
I said, “This isn’t fair. Why don’t you remove something he’s wearing!”
She answered, “I’d be happy to!”
“But, how will I know what you take off?” I asked.
“Here, give me your hands.” To my surprise, she took them and placed them on her firm
breasts. I could feel her nipples harden. M was between us, and I could tell she was removing
his shirt, as I continued to caress her. By now, I could sense that a crowd had surrounded us,
and I felt strange hands stroking my thighs.
“Wow… now, this is a real man’s chest!” the woman exclaimed.
Someone said, “Lets take them upstairs, to the orgy room.”
M was tonguing my cunt and my clit so skillfully, that my mouth began to water. And when I
get this excited, the only thing that will satisfy my hunger is to have a cock in my mouth.
“That’s wild!” M said, “I was having a very similar dream,” as I began to lick his shaft. “But, in
my dream you weren’t blindfolded, and when we entered the house, there was a sumptuous
meal prepared – sushi and all sorts of other delights. There were knots of people standing
around. It seemed as if the party was just getting started.”
I took him all of the way into my throat. “We were greeted as if we were guests of honor, and
two couples led us up two flights of stairs. I’m telling you, this house was amazing!” M paused.
“Oh, baby that feels so good. You always give such great head”
“Anyway, back to the dream -- we were heading up the stairs with these two couples, and
when we got to the landing, they stopped us. ‘Everyone has to strip naked here, or we can go
no further’, a redhead said. I looked over, and you were already naked, your skin glowing
from the surrounding candlelight, as you stroked the cocks of the two men who had
accompanied us up the stairs. I was already rock-hard; the redhead noticed and said, ‘I had
better help you out of those.’ She undid my pants, and began sucking my cock. The leggy
blonde was watching, ‘Wow, that looks good, can I have some?’ she asked.”
‘Let’s take him in there,’ the redhead responded, as two hands grasped my cock and led me
into the dimly lit but well-appointed room, in which six other couples were already enjoying
each other.”
I got up on my knees and abruptly stopped sucking M, “Wait a minute! The redhead and
blonde were leading me into the room on the second floor. They were kind enough to remove
my blindfold. A brunette was giving you head and stroking some other guy at the same time.
She was very good at it too.”
“Was she a brunette?” M got pensive, “Yeah, maybe you’re right. But, you followed us into the
room with the two men. I’m pretty sure about that part of it.”
“Well, it was so hot that it was kind of hard to keep track. All I know is that we were in a room
with eight other naked couples, and there were all kinds of shifting configurations. You get to
a certain point, and you can’t tell who’s who. That was some dream.” I was getting lost in the
memory of it all.
M snapped me out of it; he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and asked me to sit on
him, facing our full-length mirror. I love this position, since I can watch his cock slide in and out
of me. Today, I could see it glistening with my wetness in the morning sun.
“What was really hot about the dream was getting to see you with all of those people and
being able to reach out and touch you while you were coming,” we exclaimed simultaneously!
I was so turned on that I had forgotten it was my birthday, and M had been planning a
surprise for me. “Where are you taking me tonight?”
M chuckled and replied, “Do you know George?”
