Wet Dreams

“Babe, do you feel like going out?”

“Not in this weather, I don’t.” 

“I am coming home then, warm the bed for me.”

The disengaging tone beeped twice before she realised she was still holding the phone to her ear long after he had said goodbye. She was wearing all the warm clothes in the house. It was 8° outside and she was not taking any chances. She brushed her teeth with an incoherent hum and sat on the bed for a while before easing herself into the cold sheets.

He came in an hour later and found Jasmine silently sleeping deep undercover. His kiss on the cheek woke her up for a quick minute and she drifted back into sleep as he undressed to join her. He joined in his sweatpants and a vest and snuggled right behind her under the duvet. She adjusted herself to the intrusion and sighed before sleeping again.

He too got tired after listening to her breath and made a conscious decision to sleep. She was so peaceful when she slept and he didn’t want to miss a moment of it but hell, we are not in a perfect world where that would happen without consequence. He had a busy day the next day so he slept.

She did not turn to face him when she felt his semi-hard dick on her butt. She positioned it between her cheeks and made slow subtle movements until it was hard enough to show its face just out of the boxers around his waist. She reached behind her and stroked him gently with his pants still on. She took her time to tease him and all this while he had his eyes shut but with thoughts of tearing her up once she was done teasing.

She turned around and went ahead to kiss anywhere she could expose skin and kissed the sides of his stomach and felt him shiver with every cold touch in his inner thighs. She wet her lips and went for his inner thighs as she gently warmed the dick in her palm and rubbed the precum at the base of the glans with her thumb. He was ready but she was not about to make this easy.

She came up on top and watched him fight the urge to open his eyes from the little moonlight that made its way in through the curtain. She held his stiff manhood between her thumb and the tip of her fingers as if she was feeling for a pulse and wrapped her lips around the head like it was a flute she was playing. His grunts and moans were like music to her ears and she went on taking an inch more with every dip until she swallowed him whole.

He kissed her and went in for long deep strokes and had her bent over the pillow so that he’d see her ass part every time she threw it back to take him in.

Jasmine gagged and spat as she brandished his full length between her digits and played with it like a child would with a toy. His furry balls had shrunk in the cold but she could feel them melt and take form between her fingers like squishy stress balls as she rubbed and stroked. She got off and he got the reprieve he needed from the intense foreplay she was serving. And to think she was not even undressed yet.

He heard a squeeze then a squirt and the aroma of coconut oil filled the air. She ran a cold trail of it on his lower abdomen and rubbed every square inch of skin below his navel. She got under the balls, parted his legs further and put a little pressure on the perineum as she tugged at his dick. He moaned so softly you’d never think he was the one pinning her to the wall and taking her over an armrest on occasion.

They had not talked about this but she had always wanted some anal play and she decided to go further south to see his reaction. Her pinky finger slithered in nail deep and he groped at the sheets in a gasp as if he were avoiding the sunken place. He was not ready. He pulled away and took a while to compose himself as she brought herself up and kissed him to calm him down while not ignoring his dick jerking in her hands uncontrollably in a raunchy fit.

“I promise I won’t do that again. Please lie down babe.”

He had no words. She had established dominance and he just submitted and let her please him how she saw fit. She stood astride him on the bed and wiggled out of her warm clothes and dove right into the warmth of his arms in a sloppy kiss. They took turns to breathe as the kisses got more fervent. The more the passion, the more the urgency. She wanted him so bad but she had to exercise a little control. No need to stop now. Her tits were hard pressed against his chest and they felt bigger and fuller. The poke of her nipples did not go unnoticed on the moments her body contorted in pleasure and she rubbed all of her body on him.

Her pussy lips parted and she ground on his hard member letting the clitoris unhood to the base of his dick. His hands held her tight and just when she was saddling up for a good ride, he ran his fingers along her spine, to the small of her back and dipped his wet middle finger in her ass and pulled her up like a grappling hook would. She kept on grinding with more enthusiasm and wet his dick with her juices. Her thighs tightened around his dick and he got constricted as she rode the wave.

She pushed on his chest as she threw her head back in a huff and on her way down positioned herself for entry. He slid in with utmost ease and took her slow and intensely so that she felt every bit of it down to her core. She pushed back as she rode and her circular gyration let her feel both probes make contact inside her. She took in more than nail deep and paused momentarily to process all the sweetness coursing through her.

She was dripping honey and her essence flowed down to his balls. Her vagina enveloped his penile shaft whole and every time she paused, he could have sworn it was imbued by some sort of tantric energy that went back and forth within them tapping into all the right chakras. He felt like he was dining with the gods on ambrosia and enjoying immortal sex inspired by a love and affection that would never die.

He turned her around just then and kissed her warm chest between her tits. Took both nipples in his mouth in a gentle suck and went for her hood. It drew him in like an earthworm at the end of a fishing hook and he lightly nibbled and sucked as he sought her clit with the tip of his tongue. She drew a long lungful and froze. He got up to kiss her and she turned away.

He went on to kiss the rest of her body and she begged him to get back inside. She was dying to have him pound her and feel him throb inside her. He kissed her and went in for long deep strokes and had her bent over the pillow so that he’d see her ass part every time she threw it back to take him in. He spanked her as hard as he was ramming it in and her feet collapsed from under her.

He rolled her over and took her from the side with his mouth whispering sweet nothings into her exposed ear. His wet lips on her cold earlobe is what did her in and he did not last much longer after. They both shared the spasm and took it all in without moving. She did a half turn and sucked on his lower lip as he released every drop into her. He stayed inside her as her muscles sucked him dry and he felt all of it.

He pulled the duvet further up to cover her nubile body quickly freezing and kissed the back of her neck goodnight. No words were exchanged but they both knew that somehow they were both living the dream because no one session was equal to the last. It was with no doubt a wet dream she wanted to relive every chance she got and so did he.

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