Pleasure.

Our lips parted in unison, making way for our tongues to meet and then gently glide along the length of each others lips. We were in bed, completely undressed with nothing but the bedsheets covering our bodies. Moments before, I had just woken up to find the hands of my boyfriend exploring the hills and valleys of my body, palms caressing the softness of my skin. His hands found their way to my busty chest, fingertips tracing my erect nipples before giving each one a twist and tugging on my nipple rings. Immediately he knew I was no longer sleeping, as a small moan escaped my lips and my breathing quickened. That’s when his lips found mine, his whole body turned toward me, and his throbbing cock pressed into my hip.

His lips left mine and began making their way down the length of my body, stopping to pay special attention to the sensitive areas he has come to know so well. At my collar bone, he stops, soft kisses turn into nibbles with his tongue sliding along my skin. The nibbling only lasts for so long, and he takes one last bite before moving down further yet, teasing me and ultimately making my desire grow. It seems like ages later when his kisses finally make their way to my lower hips, that’s when his kisses stop completely. He takes his hands, yet again, and moves my legs so he can kneel between them. I look down at him, just when he looks up with a smirk on his face; that sign alone lets me know that I’m in for a real treat.

At that point, I feel every muscle in my pussy throbbing, and I swear to you that I was so wet the sheets were getting soaked. His hands graced my body yet again, but this time they were caressing my legs, hips, and inner-thighs; my whole body inching toward him, willing his hand to touch the glistening wetness of my vagina. Each time, his strokes got closer and closer to the outer lips of my pussy, and I began to moan for more, I began to beg, and suddenly, his fingers were inside of me. Not one, not two, but three fingers. His had was dripping wet within seconds. He fingered me, paying attention to my clit and slowly pulling his fingers in and out. It didn’t take long and I was nearly ready to cum, but he stopped.

From my position, I began to reach for his cock so I could pleasure him too, but he pushed my hand away. Immediately after, his had was removed from inside of me, and both hands pinned my arms above my head. The tip of his cock was pressed against the wetness of my vagina, and if he pushed any harder, he would slip right in. Instead, he leaned down and kissed my lips so softly, my arms still pinned.

He had me in a begging position, and I knew that’s just he wanted… or so I thought…. but his long, thick cock was thrusted inside of me. One thrust, and he filled me up, my wetness oozing out and making the sheets even wetter.

He began to slowly slide is dick in and out of me, so slow it was almost painful. Instinctively, my hips thrusted upwards at him, stimulating my clit and G-spot all at once. His thrusts grew deeper and faster, and our breathing quickened together, our lips pressed against the other’s. I felt myself coming close to an orgasm, closer and closer and closer, and just when I thought I was about to burst…. I woke up.

What a fucking joke that was. Screw you, dreams, screw you.