Fantasy Lover

"What is that horrible noise?" As my head rests on his beautiful chest, listening to the rhythmic beat of his heart, I keep hearing this terrible noise. What is that? Why won't someone make it stop? Ugh! It's my alarm! I reach over and turn it off and roll back over with my arm draped over my eyes replaying the dream from last night. I look over to the empty side of the bed to make sure it was a dream. It was all so real. The warmth of his body, the touch of his hands, the weight of his body on mine, the softness of his lips. Just thinking about it again makes my breath come a little harder. Who was he? His touch felt familiar, but I could not see his face.

I drag myself out of bed and head to the shower to start my day, the sensual feelings from my dream stays with me. As the shower warms up I try to remember everything I can about it. I know it's crazy, but I want to hold onto these feelings as long as possible, keep this lover as close to me as long as possible.

I step in the shower and as the water runs from my head and slowly works its way down my body, my thoughts drift back to my dream. The warm water begins to feel like hands...his hands, moving up and down my body, caressing every inch of it. As the caress of the water intertwines with thoughts of my mystery lover, my hands begin to move slowly up my stomach, across my breasts, around my neck and back to my waiting breasts and nipples. I slowly and tenderly begin to cup and caress each one, lightly pulling my nipples, and then tightly pinching them as I twist them between my fingertips. I continue to touch myself as I think of him...wishing he were real. As I imagine his lips on my skin, his warm breath as he begins to move towards my breasts and my nipples, to touch them and suckle them. I cup a hand underneath my right breast and bring it towards my mouth; my tongue reaches out to tease my inviting nipple, my lips moving closer to take more of it into my mouth, as my left hand continues to caress and tease my left breast and nipple. I begin sucking, biting, teasing myself as I remember my dream lover doing last night. With each twist, each nibble I feel a tingle race down my body and rest between my legs. I feel my pussy begin to contract, I moan softly thinking of the pleasure I had last night.

I release my breast and slide my hand down my stomach to my aching lips. I slip a finger between my lips and touch my clit, rubbing it slowly, then a little faster. I continue caressing my breast and nipple, each time I pinch my nipple between my fingers a surge meets my finger rubbing my clit. Even in the shower, with water running over my body, I can feel my juices slipping out and coating my opening. It's begging for entry. Entry by my faceless lovers cock. It's begging to be fucked.

I can't stand it anymore! I need to be fucked, and fucked until I come! I quickly turn off the shower and step out, not even bothering to dry off, and reach into my vanity drawer and pull out two of my favorite toys-my trusty "Pink Lady" and my 8" inch "Bob". As I lay down on the bathroom floor I forget how cold the tile will be...but the coldness only adds to sensations my body is already feeling. The coldness also keeps my nipples rock hard and the intensity is only amplified when I reach up and twist them, pinch them, pull them. My pussy is begging for attention as I turn on my Lady to the highest speed and touch my clit. The sensation makes my eyes roll back. I rub it down towards my slit and slide it in, quickly finding my G-spot. I move it quickly in and out, in and out...imagining it being my mystery lovers fingers fucking me...I can feel myself getting close to a climax.

I pull it out and move it back to my clit, rubbing it quicker and harder until I cum. I feel the warmth of my juices run down my thigh and between my ass cheeks. I grab Bob and insert him, imagining my dream lover sliding his cock into my dripping wet pussy. I imagine how he felt in my dream, slowly pushing inside of me and pulling almost all the way out, before thrusting himself back into me. Teasing me. Tormenting me with his cock. I close my eyes and remember his touch, his body from my dream as I continue to fuck myself. I continue thrusting Bob in and out of my pussy, thrusting my hips with each inward motion, feeling myself reaching a climax, and with one last thrust I feel myself let go with an orgasm that leaves me quivering on the floor almost unable to catch my breath.

As my breathing returns to normal I find myself looking forward to a deep sleep tonight wishing, hoping that my dream lover will return once again.