Dreaming

He thinks to himself...

I am sure she is sound asleep. Preparing her mind and body for the challenges of a new workweek. He tries to envision the sight of her lying in her bed. On her back? Stomach? Knees cocked to the side, grasping the pillow? He watches her breathe and in his mind he runs his hands along her skin...not waking her...rolling his palms over her breasts and down her stomach, with the lightest touch...fueling a dream.

Caressing her thighs and brushing fingertips against her pussy...listening to her breathing change as her dream heats up and becomes more vivid. Feeling his cock brush between the cheeks her ass and twitch with the sensation. Stroking himself harder, forcing blood to the tip...swelling it, making it purple. She rolls to her stomach and crushes her face into the pillow, wrapping it with her arms.

Still asleep? Neither of them is sure. With them, dream and reality have long since blended. But if she is asleep, she unconsciously knows his wishes and slightly raises her ass and spreads her legs. Grasping his cock, he squeezes a huge drop of precum from the tip and presses it against her asshole, smearing it up and down...and she involuntarily begins to pump her hips...raising her pussy to receive it's share. He does not stroke his cock fast, rather squeezes it at the base and pulls his fist along it's length and over the slick tip, only to thrust back against his fist with his hips. As the tip emerges from his clenched fist, the slit pops open and is pressed against her ass...smearing yet another sparkling drop of precum against it.

He can hear her blowing hard into the pillow and, whether asleep or awake, he leans forward and whispers the order for her to hold her climax...he is not ready. Her arms wrap the pillow tighter. Her climaxes have a mind of their own, and whether awake or asleep they roar toward the surface and she struggles to contain them, and it is the agony of that struggle that he so enjoys. He knows she will fail. Sometimes she has more strength than other times and can contain their fury longer, but they always win in the end. And he is their ally...he encourages them...coaxes them toward the surface, and watches her struggle to hold them back.

And this night, he revels in her battle.

He drags his cock along her pussy, testing the wetness...spreading her swollen lips and coating his tip...feeling her press back against him... pleading for the thrust, but he pulls away and continues stroking... his tip dancing lightly against her. He hears her begin to blow into the pillow with soft, sharp grunts and her hips jerk and spasm. More firmly this time he growls into her ear not to cum and presses his cock hard against her asshole at the same time...forcing a squeal of compliance...feeling her clench her cheeks together on his cock tip...holding her climax back a little longer. He can feel the heat rising from her body...beads of sweat forming in the small of her back.

Cock tip pressed hard against her ass, he pumps harder and faster...opening her and pressing slightly into her each time he emerges from his fist. Her knees are now drawn up under and spread wide, opening herself and giving herself completely. Her back is arched and sweeps down toward her tousled hair, spread across the pillowcase...her face rolls back and forth in the crushed cushion...groaning. He presses violently into her, rocking her with each thrust...pushing her forward into the pillow and she knows his climax is near...she moans, knowing her relief is imminent.

He presses his cock tip hard against her asshole and strokes it with short, hard, rapid strokes...faster. His breathing is rapid and ragged...sweat drips into his eyes. She pushes hard back into him...knees wide...increasing the pressure against his cock...knowing it will fuel his climax and...she needs it...needs his climax to gain her own. The searing burn courses through his groin...he jerks and thrusts as it forces it's way through his clenched fist. He reaches under and drive fingers deep into her soaked pussy as his cum bursts from him and gushes against her ass.

"Now!" he shouts and immediately she screams through the pillow. She spasms...body wrenching against his cock and fingers...lightning splits her apart as her climax flies free. He pumps himself...his fist slamming against her cheeks and his cum forcing its way into her hole and dripping along her pussy. He growls and drives his fingers deeper into her, carrying his cum deep into her hot centre. Her muffled screams rise from the pillow and she thrashes in the agony of the fire that consumes her.

His cum covers her ass and pussy and she lowers her hips to the sheets...jerking, as the sparks linger and flare. Face still buried, she rapidly pants...light headed and dizzy and through the haze she hears him tell her to raise her hips. She continues to lie on her stomach but arches her back and rolls her ass and pussy as high as she can...spreading her legs. She feels his hot tongue touch her asshole, licking the rim, and she jerks again as it drives deep into her.

He licks the length of her ass...down along her soaked pussy and back again...tasting their blended cum. Her moans soften and relax into long deep breaths...a slight twitch each time his tongue moves. Their combined cum dripping from her onto the sheets...his tongue dancing along the cleft of her ass...the lingering sparks of her climax flaring...twitching.

I am sure you sleep as I type, he thinks to himself and as you sleep these are my visions of you.

Sweet dreams my love.