Dream lover, come to me tonight as I sleep. Come to me again in wispy, shadowy dreams. Let me see your form rising from the dark mists of midnight under the starry night sky. Let your long hair blow in the night wind of my dreams. Let your sweet love flow onto me as mine flows into you and we become one.
You come softly on a gentle breeze, lovely and desirable. On light misty clouds your form takes shape. A night wind blows through your hair. Those rich long locks, so clean and fragrant, call to me. I see your tall, graceful form move slowly toward me. Starlight reveals your lovely body, nude under the blue sheer gown.
I look at you. I desire intimate closeness with you. Strands of hair caress my cheek as you get near. In the darkness I see your face outlined against the sky from where I am kneeling. Softly the breeze carries your fragrance, subtle and mysterious, to my senses to bring pleasurable thrills to my heart. You move close and your breasts beckon. How they mystify me. Their fullness makes me quickly aware of their magic. Already, I succumb to the delightful power and sway that those twin peaks with their areolas and pert nipples hold over me.
Sight of your loveliness, so near, removes any other thoughts except of you. Senses pervade, and the thrill of this moment, as you come very near, causes me to tremble with excitement. The heat from your luscious body warms me. Your fragrance, a mix of subtle perfume and your own feminine aromas, as with good wine, flushes my face and makes me giddy. You are as fruit, ripe for the picking, yet you present yourself a gift from your chasm of love.
Still on my knees, I look up to see your silhouette. You bend slowly and I reach for your form. Rich locks flow over me like poured water, caressing me as breezes blow. Its scent mingles into memories and swells up in a sea of emotion. Your skin feels cool and silky to my hungry fingers. I trace your arms until I feel their tender embrace around my neck. I reach gently for your face, your cheeks. I brush your brow, your cheeks your lips and with spread fingers, your ears, as the soft sound of touching reaches them. And then hungry eager lips meet mine. Your lips are as wine, sweet and mingled with warm oil. They part to allow our tongues to meet, sometimes in my mouth, and as often within the sweet confines of your wet lips.
I caress your form through the sheer robe you wear. Your fragrance, sweet and delightful, draws away all cares and there is only you remaining in my focus. My hands slip down to your back. I let my fingers see for me in the dim starlight. I press lightly and in response, you press your pelvis into me while your hips move in slow, undulating circles. I am bathed in your love. It is as a winepress, pouring out its liquid refreshment over my body.
As my desire increases to drink in all that is you, my hands move back up where your hand moves to unfasten your transparent robe. I slip fingers down to find those fasteners that prevent direct intimacy with your skin. Ah! Now your beautiful robe slips off your shoulders, baring your breasts. Your nipples are pert and you position your body to assist me in taking each one into my mouth. Your areola is drawn tight, and each small love bump sends pleasure radiating throughout your body. You are woman, softly sweet, yet powerful. Your entire being draws me, thrills me.
I begin by kissing those beauties around in small circles around your areola until those sensual love bumps come in contact with my hot wet tongue. I nuzzle them slowly. Finally, I can wait no longer. As a breeze cools your skin, wet from my licking, I take your nipple, drawing in my breath as deep primordial urges demand and thrill. Tastes, sweet, milky and delicate thrill me. As you breathe deeply now and hold my head tenderly, I suck lightly at first then harder as you respond with satisfaction and enjoyment.
As you hold my head in your embrace, my hands slip down your spread legs. I begin at your ankles with fingertips that long to know the silky softness of your long sexy legs. I begin at your ankles. Very lightly, my fingers flow slowly along the inside of your foot. Then with fingers spread at first then closing in slowly undulating fashion, as gentle waves lapping along a gently sloping beach, I slowly trace the curves of your calves. Your breathing quickens, deepens. I pause at the backs of your knees then find a sensitive area above your knee and to the inside of your smooth thigh. I sense that your remaining breast needs attention and I switch sides as my fingers rise to your hips, just below your Eden. My body and soul cry out for fulfilment as your womanhood thrills me so. Sweet you are, and I am finding a lustful, desirous, sexy doll dripping with thrills and pleasures, as a late autumn honeycomb, or dewy rosebud.
You whisper to me and I rise. We walk a few steps to where you have spread a blanket under those special midnight stars. Your fingers deftly remove my cloth barriers to total bliss and intimacy. The Milky Way in its romantic splendor shines down on us. A tender touch from your hand brings me back to the lithe, beautiful woman beside me. My hand slips down your lower belly, a cradle of life. Some ancient urge makes me go down to kiss and taste your body there. I move down as you raise your knees and spread giving me room to come to you.
As fingertips trace your curves along your hips, I blow lightly into your bushy covering. Then pausing while you anticipate my touch, I breathe in your musky, beautiful scent. I throb from its effect. My most tender kiss touches your lips. You moan and move your head to the side. My eyes have grown used to the darkness and those lovely distant stars provide light enough for me to make out your form. Your breasts rise with each deep breath and I feel your hands on my head. You rise slowly in low undulations as those first thrilling moments; those tender touches draw your focus to our point to enjoyment.
You open the gates to your paradise and draw me in. The both of us enjoy you to the fullest. I nuzzle the delicate folds of those sensitive lips. With my tongue, I lick upward slowly, first one side then the other. A deep breath and my whispered name urge me on. I slip inside and taste, to my delight, your wetness; warm womanly, and very slick. A warm, velvety sensation meets my senses as I probe deep inside of you. I press my tongue just below your magic button. A pulse responds to my touch and with the tip of my tongue, I tenderly nuzzle all around. You move faster now, holding my head in your two hands. I envision the loveliness of our position and my manhood throbs hard. Veins, I know, course the surface of my maleness. The wonderful sense of our lovemaking fills my mind.
I know that in a moment, I am going to set you free. I lick up and around your love key to your gate of Eden, and take it into my lips, giving it light suction. You rise to meet that tender touch. I place my hands on your shapely buttocks, caress them and move around to your hips. You are losing control. I slip my fingers around your hip on one side then take your love muffin between them as I move down to receive the delicious juices I know are soon to explode from your fountain. With low cries and whispers, you shake out of control and I lap those flowing juices of love, that heady delight, from your undulating body.
Quivering now from those ecstatic contractions, you rest for a few moments before reaching down to gently take my throbbing, hot love wand. You rise to your knees to position yourself to go down on me. This is the first time for me to receive such a sensual return and I am going out of my head. As you lower yourself to me, I let my emotions flow and overwhelm me. Your hair, so rich and lovely flows along my body as mist from a gentle waterfall. It cools my heated skin. Your tongue makes contact beginning at the base of my aroused, pulsing sceptre. Your flicking your tongue thrills me as gentle fingers fondle my twin pearls. You lick me as if I were a melting ice cream cone. I take your precious head in my hands. "Thank You," fails to approach the appreciation I feel as you continue to please me. Your lips encircle my shaft now, going down, down, down. Your tongue sends shiver of delight through my being as you take my manhood into your throat. Then you slowly come up. The utter thrill of your wet lips following the ecstatic awe of your teeth barely touching me drives me higher. "Oh Baby," I moan in low tones. So beautiful! Suddenly I realize where you are taking me and you know just where you have me. Past any returning now, I let go in a splendid orgasm. I open my eyes to a sky full of stars knowing the brightest star is not in the sky but the nude beauty kneeling between my knees taking all my love.
As you suck the last drop of my hot love juice from deep inside of me, you move up and lie on my chest. Your hair flows onto me as a river of love, cool and fragrant. You slowly descend to my waiting lips. Precious, tender lips touch mine, and open, letting our love juices mingle and mix as our tongues twirl together. I sense all of you at once now a sexy, thrilling woman, breasts, legs, soft skin, flowing hair, oily-rich red lips, needing the love I have given and returning it many times over again.
As we lie back contented for the moment, we gaze up into that sky full of wonder. Our love scent pervades the air as the soft breeze blows across our glistening bodies, wet with the dew of love of the heavens. We both realize that we want more from this night and when we are rested, we will thrill each other as we explore the depths of your paradise with my love wand, but for the moment, those fires are satisfied. Suddenly a meteor flashes at tremendous speed across the sky, thrilling us as if a great cosmic orgasm has split the night.
I close my eyes. I see your form now dressed in sheer flowing garments. As a vapor now you walk into the blackness of night. Someday soon, on a warm summer night you will come to me again out of the inky blackness of the world of dreams.
THE END
