I had a dream of you last night.

In a field of the softest clover we met, under the dark night sky.

Your skin was pale in the moonlight, your lips glistening. I wanted nothing more at that moment than to kiss those lips, and I did. I tasted your your sweet lips with my tongue, getting more hungry for you with every passing second. I felt your tongue in my mouth...teasing me with things to come. Gently, you put your arms around me and pull me close, and among the feelings of lust and desire, I feel so loved and safe. I know I have met you, my soul mate, here on this dream plane. Just as I know that if I kiss your ear, nibble your neck, or catch your nipple between my teeth you will gasp and begin to get wet. I lay you down, kissing you everywhere, nipping your skin. I can smell your musky scent as I draw closer to your mound of soft curly hair and I want to toy you. But I don't. I move to your feet and began to suck yoiur toes, and toy the sensitive insole of your foot. I know this drives you crazy, but i can wait no longer. I began kissing your legs, moving up to where I really want to be. When I get there, I spread you open, touching my tongue to the tip of your personal place. You are so wet...I remember the way you taste. The slightly salty, musky taste of your softness has always turned me on. So I suck your personal place between my teeth to nibble it, drawing it into my mouth to flick my tongue over it. Moving down a bit, I put my tongue into you, where the taste is much stronger. You love it when I tongue play you.

Switching back to your personal place, I slip it between two fingers for more friction, and slide two fingers from the other hand into you. I take turns sucking your personal place, and fingering it.

With my other fingers, I can feel that slightly bumpy spot high up in you. The spot that I love to keep on rubbing, even after you cum....just to see you cum again. I love pushing you to cum over and over again. I want to know that when we are done you will be so exhausted you can barely walk. I want to spend forever in this moment. In your arms....holding each other as we come down from that orgasmic high. But I wake up.

To a lonely, empty bed, with arms so empty, aching to hold you.