Archive-name: SpecMome/dreamy1.txt
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Archive-title: Dreamy...  1


     The rising sun bathes the room in brilliant, warm reds
     and golds.  The silence is punctuated only by the
     chirping of birds. I feel your presence so close to
     mine.  I listen to your rhythmic breathing as you wander
     in the world of dreams.  Peace wraps me securely.  I
     turn in your arms to gaze upon your sleeping face,
     my mind storing each feature for future memories of this
     time we have had together.  Fully cognizant that today
     we must part not knowing when, if ever, we shall be
     together again, I want to absorb as much of you as
     possible; to have the mental images available at a
     moment's recall; to have the memories there to buoy me
     when I need it.
        You stir.  The last images of your dream dissipate as
     you slowly awaken.  Our gazes lock --communicating more
     than spoken words could say.  Our bodies register the
     sensuousness of each other -so conscious of the
     pleasures we have shared.  You draw me closer to you.
     You slowly cover my mouth with yours, the gentle kiss
     imperceptibly becoming more tempestuous as our
     tongues explore and twine about each other.  With a
     playful passion, I suck your tongue into my mouth,
     tweaking it with my lips; my own tongue caressing yours.
     Probing.  Tasting.  Licking.  Our tongues ignite
     desires.
        My hand slides under your arm.  My fingers lightly
     tracing your spine....running small circles around each
     ridge ...  inching downwards.  My fingers telegraphing
     to my mind tactile memories of your body, its shape, its
     feel.  I press closer to you.  My pliable breasts
     pressing against your chest.  The firmness of the
     erect nipples rub against you as the gentle motions of
     my large breasts massage you.
        Our breathing gives audible evidence of the desires
     we are feeling for each other --the patient urgency felt
     deep within. As I press closer, I feel your erect member
     slide between my thighs, rubbing gently against my own
     erect button.  My hips gyrate; my thighs closing to
     grasp you.  We move together ever so slowly, our kisses
     deepening, emulating the motions of our hips.
        I feel the stirring within myself, the nerves sending
     electric signals of awareness to my mind.  No longer do
     I particularly think of what we are doing.  Rather, my
     body just surrenders to the signals --it automatically
     responds.  Giving.  Taking.  Your hands arousing me,
     time has seemed suspended.  All that exists is the need
     to give you as much pleasure as I can while accepting
     the pleasures you offer to me.
        Warmth spreads through me.  I feel the moisture
     seeping from me as the inner cavern responds, preparing
     the pathway to total fulfillment.  You slowly roll on
     top of me.  My legs wrapping around your hips.
     I feel you sliding up and down in the groove -
     - each stroke sending warmth throughout my body.  You
     slowly begin to probe the damp inner causeway.  Entering
     shallowly at first; withdrawing.  Each penetration a bit
     deeper than the one before.  My inner muscles clamp on
     your member.  Drawing it in deeper --hips thrusting to
     meet you.  Wanting you fully within me.  Yet ....  you
     tease.
        My legs have risen higher -- now resting behind your
     shoulders.  My hands sliding along your body -- urging
     you to give me pleasures I am eagerly willing to allow
     myself to feel. As you press more fully into my, my body
     quivers.  A small gasp of pleasure escapes my lips.  I
     kiss your neck, licking the drops of sweat that have
     begun to form.  Tasting you, my body responds as I never
     knew possible.  I thrust myself upwards, taking you into
     me as deeply as possible.  My knees holding you there,
     my muscles stroke --clenching --releasing --creating a
     suction upon your member --drawing on you.  My hands
     slide further downward --reaching between us to pet your
     quivering orbs.
        Time is suspended.  How long we lie like that
     unknown.  No outward movement reveals the deep-seated
     explosions within us. Escalating sensations bear us
     along on waves of elation.  My legs relax their hold
     upon you and you begin to thrust into me ...  my hips
     rising and falling in cadence.  All that exists are
     consummation of the desires to experience the beauty of
     physical love.  Torrents of warm moisture drench your
     pounding member as my body arches in a climax.  My moans
     of delight fill the room as tremors ripple through my
     body.  My muscles spasmically gripping you --I urge you
     to release yourself -- to fill me with your own fluids
     ... wanting to feel it spreading upwards, merging
     with mine.
        You thrust deeply and release.  I drawn on your
     member, wanting every last drop as our mouths again seek
     each other ...  a final kiss of fervor as our bodies
     mutually absorb each other.
        Drained, we lie together.  A closeness that can never
     be erased.  We have voyaged pathways to Euphoria that
     few have felt. We have merged and our bodies acted and
     reacted as though permanently joined.  You hold me
     close.  We stroke each other.  Words are not needed.
     There are no promises to be made; no memories to be
     forgotten.  Our minds register each moment - each
     sensation - each other.

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