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Dreams

BY: R/Dave (C) 1999

Dreams

Sometimes he would walk home, especially if it was sunny and warm. His research in telepathy at the institute often drained Norm mentally, and the journey home through the noisy and crowded city streets would bring him back to reality quite swiftly. The study of the human mind was both fascinating and redundant, although he would struggle, at times, to maintain his unique perspective in a world filled with rules and routines. Now rapidly approaching middle age, he found the promises of youth had long since given way to the realities of life; his dreams traded all too often for broken promises. When he felt depressed, he would pause at a bus stop, and just watch the people, trying to imagine who they were, and what they really wanted to be. At times he would watch the young women, fantasizing and reflecting on his own youth; while smiling in acknowledgment when he saw others, as himself, following their tantalizing shape with wanting eyes. He felt as special kinship with them, knowing they had suppressed their sex drive to become more socially acceptable and to maintain domestic tranquility.

Elaine had maintained herself well, through the rigors of raising two young tads into maturity while securing an influential position on the city council. It was there she had originally met Norm, when he was contesting the citys’ misuse of school funds to help fund a new stadium. He debated the issue very effectively, but was eventually silenced by corporate dollars. Nonetheless, she had sided with him, and the brief ensuing courtship led to a June wedding. Unfortunately, the honeymoon was over way too soon, and they found themselves in the all too typical middle-class relationship; torn between possible affairs and promised loyalty. With the nest now empty, they would sit up late every night; together, yet alone. All too often, communication was reduced to a series of short, unemotional phrases, with non-descript nods or grunts. Vacations were alternated between the homes of their off spring, and Christmas was usually spent at a resort in the Bahamas.

It wasn’t until recently that Norm became aware of his unfulfilled life, and his attempts to discuss his frustrations were met with a sympathetic albeit unresponsive ear. Elaine would comfort him with a pat to his stubbled cheek, and a dutiful kiss to the forehead, then would roll over to face the darkened window and drift off into her own private life. Norm tried flowers, expensive restaurants, diamonds, threats, and even private council to no avail. He was to the point of seriously considering an affair with one of the virginal office assistants who had lusted for him since the moment he hired her when a serious of events began to unfold that would alter his married life forever.

It began one late October evening, just before the clocks were to regress. Norm had his nightcap while musing over the babble of the evening news, eager to hear the scores so he could turn in. Once stated by the commentators who love to hear themselves talk of needless statistics and overt exaggerations, he secured the brainless box, gave an empty kiss to his wife, and secured the lamp on his night stand. Letting his mind wander where it would, he closed his eyes and awaited the peaceful emptiness of a good nights’ rest. It was then she appeared to him, dressed in a white flowing gown with perfect long blond hair.

Her face shone with radiance, accenting her deep blue eyes and her high cheekbones. She approached him with the grace of a swan on tranquil waters, and reached out to him with long sinewy fingers that begged to be touched. Her skin was pale and soft, revealing deep blue lines beneath where her veins returned their life-giving liquid for renewal. Her lips were full and soft, and her breast were round an full, crowned with small brown buttons that stood erect against the fine lace she wore. Her legs were endless columns of grace that blossomed into fullness around the lightly tufted pink lips of her womanhood. About her was an aura of delicate femininity that shone of purity and cleanliness. Without words, she approached Norm who was perched, in awe, on the bed; her face glistening with desire, and exposed skin damp with anticipation.

Norm reached for her, and pulled her suppleness to him, slowly savoring the skin of her neck and exposed chest with the sensitivity of an experienced surgeon. She melted to his touch, cooing, and sighing as he deftly released her gown, and lifted the two straps from her shoulders to slide down her slender arms. Without undergarments, she was fully exposed to him, and firmness of her embrace underscored her anticipation of fulfillment. He dove into the two warm mounds on her chest, savoring every pore with the thirst of a starved desert creature. Her hands pulled his face firmly into her trembling globes, then slowly guided it into the glistening cleavage between her legs. He drank of her fresh nectar, enraptured by its’ purity and sweetness, and encouraged by the increasing spasms of her abdomen. With a soft squeal, she arched her back with her first climax, grinding her tiny nub of pleasure against his encircling tongue. He could feel her cheeks tighten with every spasm, and a corresponding flood of nectar as she subconsciously prepared for his entrance.

After several consecutive orgasms, she became lifeless as her body refused to respond any further to his oral administrations. Pausing long enough to wipe his face on the sleeve of his robe, he turned back to her resting form, caressing the gentle curves and valleys. She began to respond slowly, reaching up to his shoulders to ease the robe away. Their lips met for the first time, and for a brief eternity the world stopped. Her eyes slowly opened, and fixed themselves shamelessly on his, revealing her gentle compassion and deep desire. Her hands found his manhood, and brought him into her moist velvet cavern, gasping as he slowly entered her. Her hips rose to met his, and their pubis entwined as her legs encircled his and her arms pulled him tightly into her wanting embrace. Maintaining continual pressure on her clitoris, he slowly moved his hips a she closed her eyes and began the delicious climb towards her next series of orgasms. Continuing to gradually increase his pace, he observed tiny rivulets of sweat form on her forehead, as she began to gasp for air.

Breathlessly she called his name as the orgasm engulfed her consciousness. The muscles in her silky vagina contracted unmercifully around the base of his manhood, forcing his essence to explode deep within her. She gasped and allowed the sensations to wash over her, breaching her threshold, as she jerked frantically in response. Her breaths were short and rapid, and she finally sank her teeth into his chest as she felt his seed saturate her inner being. Norm climaxed so hard he could hear bells ringing, and found himself completely ensnared by the limbs of this sensual creature. He thanked his maker for such a wonderful encounter while annoying bells continued to sound unmercifully.

Finally, he awoke to secure the alarm bells, awash in sweat, and with a large pool of semen in his underwear and on the sheets beneath him. Fortunately, Elaine was already on her way to her office, so he had time to replace the linens before rushing to his laboratory. Although his day was filled with conferences and lectures, his brief quiet moments were filled with thoughts of the woman in his dreams. The encounter had been so real, and she had known just how and when to respond to his stimulation. It had been perfect - too perfect, in fact, and Norm began to research articles on depravity and desperation, hoping to find some clue as to what triggered the dramatic dream, and how he could effect its future return. Although there were several articles on self-hypnosis and drug addiction that came close to describing the clarity of his nocturnal experience, they were vague and merely offered medical advice as to how avoid rather than encourage recurrences. It was near midnight before he finally sought the comfort of his bed, and completing the same routine of countless nights before, he drifted into a troubled sleep.

The next several days were virtually without incident although Elaine seemed more talkative and sensitive to his conversation, and once actually kissed him on the lips before she scurried out the door. With time, Norm gradually began to forget the details of his dream love, and returned to his routine mental activities, immersing himself into the minds’ ability to subconsciously interact with others without conscious effort. A brief vacation to witness the birth of his first Granddaughter, offered him a new focus, and soon he found himself captivated with the new life and the new addition to the family bloodline. His perspectives were altered, and he no longer felt neglected or lonely. A week before Thanksgiving, after some professional acquaintances had come over for an indoor BBQ and conversation, Norm and Elaine restored their kitchen and retired exhausted yet fulfilled. It was just after he dozed off that Norm found himself in an exclusive French restaurant confronted by the most beautiful brunette he had ever seen.

Her dark eyes were fixed relentlessly on his, dark and mysterious pools of beauty. As he rose to meet her, she grasped his hand and led him past the glass doors, beyond the manicured lawn and shrubs, and into the dark forest beyond. The night echoed with mystery and intensity as they wound their way through the thick forest growth and onto a moonlit field occupied only by several resting deer. With her face aglow with desire, she pulled him to her, kissing him longingly and lovingly with the greatest tenderness he had known. His questions melted into a mindless blur, and all he desired was her contentment. She turned, and in a flash was gone, bounding through the tall grass into the towering firs beyond. Norm gave chase, knowing that to let her go would be the greatest mistake of his life. Into the night he ran, his face and limbs continually scratched by the claws of the trees and shrubs, and tears of frustration began to form. As exhaustion swept over his tortured limbs, he paused to catch his breath momentarily, only to lunge on in desperation. Finally, tripping over a cluster of tree roots, he fell with his face just inches away from two of the loveliest sandaled feet he had ever seen.

Slowly raising his head, his eyes followed the glowing skin past two delicate ankles, up the length of two flawless legs to the beautiful hips that supported them, and to the dark patch of fur between them. She was now completely naked, with a smile of invitation on her moist lips. He slowly rose to his knees, aware of his pitiful condition, and yet encouraged by the beauty of her smile. Trembling slightly, he slowly moved his face into her warmth, savoring the fragrance and taste nurtured therein. Her fingers began to trace senseless patterns in his hair, and the muscles of her abdomen began to ripple as she moved her hips. The moonlight highlighted her shiny auburn hair, while her breasts shone radiantly setting her features aglow with arousal. She began to spasm with excitement, and a flood of dampness filled his mouth with delightful cream as her supple body prepared to for his penetration. She was beginning to sigh passionately now, and her knees appeared as if they would buckle as she surrendered completely to her lover. Just as her breath merged into gasps and her hands clenched him tightly in orgasmic release, the alarm bells sounded, and despite his best efforts, he could not help but watch as she faded into memory.

In anger, Norm slapped the alarm from the nightstand and peeled the wet sheets away from his sweating frame. After pausing to reflect on the residual fragments of his dream, he slowly rose and smoothed his thinning hair, noting that Elaine must have already left for work. Peeling the sheets away from the bed hastily, he carried them downstairs where Elaine was putting on the finishing touches of make-up. She turned to him, assessing his situation immediately and although she spoke not a word, the smile on her face caused him more embarrassment than he could ever imagine. She raised herself on the tips of her toes and kissed him on the cheek lovingly, and then turned for the door. In doing so, he caught a whiff of her emanating fragrance - and it was unmistakably that of her arousal.

With his passions reawakened he dropped the sheets and rushed to the door; standing between it and Elaine. With nary a word spoken, she dropped her purse to her side, and rushed into his embrace. For the first time in months, they made love. It was gentle, yet passionate lovemaking, as they knew each others sensitivities and responses, and had months of anticipation to relieve. As they lay in the pile of soiled sheets in the middle of the hallway with her clothes strewn about, they began to vent their deepest reservations. After some intense soul searching, they phoned their offices to cancel their appointments indefinitely, and set about to rediscover their sexuality together. Many memories were made and remembered that day, and it wasn’t until late in the evening when they were locked in each others embrace that the key to their reawakening was revealed.

Previously, Elaine had been experiencing problems with getting to sleep at night, and not wanting to infringe on Norm, she had sought the help of a private doctor. The medicine he prescribed had been used only twice during the month, and although it helped her sleep, it also produced strong erotic dreams. Unknowingly, because of his developed mental sensitivities, Norm had experienced the subliminal sexual desires of his wife. The medicine was quickly retrieved, and hidden next to the vaginal creme they hardly ever used where it would remain untouched until they once again needed the flame rekindled.

Meanwhile, in a small but tidy office across town, the doctor fingered his intercom button once and then twice. A small vid screen emerged, and the creature at the other end of the communication informed him that it was time to return to his home world with the results of his three-year research. Shortly after the transformation back into his original life form, a small beam of blue light penetrated the structure from above and brought him back aboard the ship. It would take several month to compile the information, and several years before their successful invasion would enslave this sleeping world.





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