Monday, February 22, 2010

Let's Have a Rendez-View

Play this song to set the mood.... 

I woke up this morning from the sweetest and most profound dream of my life. Sigh. It's not every day a chick can have an orgasm in  her sleep...this is a dream about a friend of mine..who keeps haunting me in my dreams. Won't leave me alone, no matter how many times I try to erase him from my life. At this point...I might as well keep him around, eh? Of course, I had to email him the dream...which will probably inflate his already oversized ego. That fucker gets on my nerves. LOL
You and I were talking via yahoo messenger. You were at your desk…its was early morning, the sun shining thru the window. Keep in mind, this is a dream so some things may skip around and totally not make sense…but I remember vividly the surroundings and whatnot. I asked you what you were doing today and you showed me a checklist you had made of all the tasks you had to do in order to get ready for your trip. I scanned the checklist…it was your handwriting. Weird, because I don’t think I have ever seen your handwriting. I knew you had written that list though. Oh! That’s right. You had told me via messenger that you were on the phone and it was going to be a long phone call, that it could possibly take all day. This is where the surreal part comes in. I come thru your computer screen and I am walking around your desk, touching various knick knacks you have on it. Its cluttered, papers all over the place. You were still on the computer messaging me….you weren’t aware I was in the room with you. I was a little confused myself…but I know I was happy to be in the same room as you. Whether it was me or my spirit…I was in the same room as you, smiling to myself as I made my way around your desk.


Next thing I know, I am sitting in your lap sniffing your hair. I was thinking to myself….thank god he hasn’t cut his hair….it smells so damn clean! Your scent is intoxicating. I keep telling myself, we are nothing more than friends. Nothing more. Nothing can go anywhere…and I remember asking myself how in the hell did I wind up in your arms. I sensed warning bells ringing in the back of my head…and then I remember what you told me about being scared….real courage is being scared and doing the damn thing anyways. It was like, my body was not listening to a thing my brain was telling me. Dammit!! I look into your eyes and they have this dreamy look in them….and there is a smile on your face, promising…who the fuck knows? I knew I wanted more. I wanted you touching me. I wanted to lose myself in you. Next thing I know, you take my face in your hands and start kissing me. I feel my eyes roll back and I sigh. Yes, this is what I wanted. Did I tell you my neck is my weak spot? I don’t remember, but good lord you were kissing my neck and it felt so good. Your strong arms holding me tight, so close. I have never felt so alive and surreal at the same time. My hands reach up and grab your hair, pulling you close but at the same time pushing you away. Why? This is wrong. So very wrong, it’s not supposed to be happening! You keep telling to me relax and I finally give in and let myself go. (hey, at least I put up a damned fight) I hear you murmuring and hear you sigh against my skin…jaysus. What a way to start the day.

Here it gets a little weird. As your sensually attacking my neck, your hand wanders…and I don’t know if it was your fingers I felt inside of me, or your cock….either way, I felt complete. I arched my back and moved my hips…wanting more completing. The soul I thought I sold years ago is singing and telling me how right this is….this is where I want to be. Where I need to be. Your fingers (yah, I think its your fingers) are moving rapidly, in and out of my heat. I hear your panting, feel your body warming up I hear you saying something, but I am so caught up in the blinding light just within my reach….I cant understand what you are saying. At this point, I don’t think I even care anymore. I just know your lips are all over my neck, you are suckling my breasts and I am close to heaven.. It gets weird again, because I see you standing in front of me now, in all your naked glory with a grin on your face. LOL. Your Prince Albert is reflecting the sunlight..don’t ask me why I remember that detail, but I do. My pulse quickens and my mouth goes dry…then….true completion as you shove your cock deep and hard into me. We both cry out and lay still for a moment….savoring the feelings swirling around us, in our blood, gasping to catch our breath. You begin to slide in and out, slowly at first….then my hips raise to match your tempo. Faster and faster…you grab my face and well, damn. You look like a wild man. You demand that I tell you who my favorite is. I shake my head, not wanting to answer (a tiny part of my brain is still working) and you shake me, yelling at me to tell you who my favorite is. I am speechless, I cant speak.You let my head drop back and pin my arms above my head instead, still demanding an answer from me. Each word is punctuated with a thrust of your rock hard cock inside me…exciting me even further. I feel so full, so complete, I just want to burst!  I still wont answer and you withdraw…bringing tears to my eyes. Where the hell…what the hell…I did not tell you to pull out!!! Then…you slam into me so damn hard, my eyes fly open…painful1! Your face is looming over mine and you ask me again….who is my favorite. Oh lord. Your being pissed off has pissed me off and I bite your chest and yell….”its you, you fucking dumbass. Like you really have to ask that fucking question…” I would have gone on a full blown tirade, but your lips are bruising mine in a mind numbing kiss. You growl at me…once again, as if I understand what you are saying….I bite your tongue hard, as I am pissed, feeling guilty, confused, scared….



And then….I explode. Arching high in the air, almost throwing you off me, but like the cowboy you are, you are along for the ride. I hear you roaring to match my screaming….



And then, for some goddamned reason, you hear some kids outside and run to the window…and tell me that the corner store (you live across from a store, don’t even ask WTF that was about…) used to be a bar….The building had a red and white striped roof. I remember that much.

And then, I woke up, in my bed (about 1015 am) pissed off beyond pissed off at you. This is the second time you have made me orgasm IN MY SLEEP. I woke up, panties were soaked, i was covered in a sheen of sweat, heart racing and a silly grin on my face.

WTF is all I have to say. lol

Heaven on Earth....via my dreams. lol. It seems I cant get rid of him if I wanted to.