Cover image for post DREAM, by EVADPENDELL

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DREAM

Listen now gentle reader and I will tell you of a dream of lust, ecstasy and love.

In the dark wee hours of the morning, I crept into her bed chamber.

She lay there under the linen sheets, in her natural state undisturbed.

I crept closer, she softly stirred and let out a a gentle sigh.

I looked upon her lying there sleeping, her face looked as that of a cherub, dreaming in Narcissus’s garden.

Ever so gently I draw back the crisp white linen exposing her bodice to the cool night air.

Her body quivers gently in the pale moon light.

I lay next to her, gently touching her back running my fingers down her spine.

Splaying my hands across the warm soft mounds of her buttocks.

Wantonly she moans as my hands glide gently on to the back and then to her inner thigh.

I feel the petal of her tulip ripe with dew brush ever so slightly against the back of my hand.

The pestle dank with her sweet nectar.

My golden rod, triumphantly blossomed, as I remove my bed clothing, and thrust my self into her succulent flower.

I feel her body go rigid and then relax, as she starts to move and moan and sing in harmony with the rhythm of our bodies.

I grab her hair and pull her head back, kissing and biting the nape of her neck. Sliding my other hand betwixt her and the bed linen to feel her soft warm bosom, her nipples hard and erect, a button of flesh.

Our bodies moving faster, the salty sweet smell of sweat and the flowing juices of sweet erotic motion. The emotion building as her body begins to tremble and convulse, with every thrust, kiss, bite and gentle touch to her body.

Our bodies crescendo into a swan song of harmony and rhythm. Her siren song piercing my heart and soul at the height of ecstasy, the sweet release of love, and the warmth of the place between waking and dreaming.

We drift off into the dark reaches of he night, with our bodies close together in the after glow of sweet erotic motion and ecstasy. Dreaming of the sweet release of love, and the warmth of the place between waking and dreaming.