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Mary Anne PA
One night as I lay fast asleep in my bed I started dreaming about someone making love to me. It was erotic and very vivid and would have been something I would have called a female wet dream. That is until…….
This is how it began.
I felt the most sensuous lightest of touch caressing my face and a delicate breath of air gently blowing in my ear. I moaned in my sleep knowing my dream was going to be good. Next I felt the cool evening air on my naked body as my sheet was ever so slowly and gently pulled down from my body. In my sleep I was getting hot with anticipation and hoped that I would not wake up right in the middle of the best part.
All of a sudden I gasped as I felt a wet tongue run circles around the nipples on my breasts instantly sending them large and erect. Oh god, another moan as gentle finger tip caresses stroked every inch of my body not quite touching my most intimate part.
I could feel myself slowly opening my legs and moaning with desire to feel that touch where I wanted it. The warm wet tongue feeling came back and I could feel it sliding over my breast, down past my navel and ever so slowly towards my now wet mound.
My body was arching up, silently begging for that electric feeling as it touched me where I knew it would send me wild. My moaning had begun in earnest as I gasped for breath at the feelings running rampant through my body. Next an instant shock as I felt the tongue probe deep into my most private part and I am sure I screamed in my sweet sweet dream and bucked my hips up higher. I could feel my arms moving down there to help push this wonderful lover deeper into me.
Suddenly I could feel myself slowly start to stir awake and I valiantly tried to fight waking up as I never wanted this dream to end. But to no avail. But wait. Even though I was coming awake my dream was not stopping and a powerful orgasm ripped through my body before I knew what hit it. I screamed and my body shook and even though I was half awake and half asleep I felt a body move up on top of me and before I knew what was happening I was penetrated with what I could feel was a powerful organ and then I got hit with another orgasm that sent spasms through my body. I arched to meet each thrust begging for it to go deeper and deeper inside of me. I didn’t know what was happening but I didn’t care as I was so taken over with such sexual excitement and even though my eyes had partially opened when my orgasm shook, there was no-one above me.
I lost count of how many orgasms I kept having but finally we were spent and I felt the cool air against my body where before there was warmth.
There I was alone in my room, nothing covering me, and my body was tenderly sore, the sheets were rumpled and I could still feel my wetness below. I couldn’t work out what was going on and thought I must have really had one hell of a dream. But then I felt the lightest of touches of lips touching my lips, a slight pressure, a feeling of someone standing over me and then nothing. I rolled over and curled into a ball feeling wonderfully satisfied wondering if there really is such a thing as ghosts. And then as I drifted off back into sleep, I silently hoped so, and hoped it would come back and visit me again and again and again.
This is how it began.
I felt the most sensuous lightest of touch caressing my face and a delicate breath of air gently blowing in my ear. I moaned in my sleep knowing my dream was going to be good. Next I felt the cool evening air on my naked body as my sheet was ever so slowly and gently pulled down from my body. In my sleep I was getting hot with anticipation and hoped that I would not wake up right in the middle of the best part.
All of a sudden I gasped as I felt a wet tongue run circles around the nipples on my breasts instantly sending them large and erect. Oh god, another moan as gentle finger tip caresses stroked every inch of my body not quite touching my most intimate part.
I could feel myself slowly opening my legs and moaning with desire to feel that touch where I wanted it. The warm wet tongue feeling came back and I could feel it sliding over my breast, down past my navel and ever so slowly towards my now wet mound.
My body was arching up, silently begging for that electric feeling as it touched me where I knew it would send me wild. My moaning had begun in earnest as I gasped for breath at the feelings running rampant through my body. Next an instant shock as I felt the tongue probe deep into my most private part and I am sure I screamed in my sweet sweet dream and bucked my hips up higher. I could feel my arms moving down there to help push this wonderful lover deeper into me.
Suddenly I could feel myself slowly start to stir awake and I valiantly tried to fight waking up as I never wanted this dream to end. But to no avail. But wait. Even though I was coming awake my dream was not stopping and a powerful orgasm ripped through my body before I knew what hit it. I screamed and my body shook and even though I was half awake and half asleep I felt a body move up on top of me and before I knew what was happening I was penetrated with what I could feel was a powerful organ and then I got hit with another orgasm that sent spasms through my body. I arched to meet each thrust begging for it to go deeper and deeper inside of me. I didn’t know what was happening but I didn’t care as I was so taken over with such sexual excitement and even though my eyes had partially opened when my orgasm shook, there was no-one above me.
I lost count of how many orgasms I kept having but finally we were spent and I felt the cool air against my body where before there was warmth.
There I was alone in my room, nothing covering me, and my body was tenderly sore, the sheets were rumpled and I could still feel my wetness below. I couldn’t work out what was going on and thought I must have really had one hell of a dream. But then I felt the lightest of touches of lips touching my lips, a slight pressure, a feeling of someone standing over me and then nothing. I rolled over and curled into a ball feeling wonderfully satisfied wondering if there really is such a thing as ghosts. And then as I drifted off back into sleep, I silently hoped so, and hoped it would come back and visit me again and again and again.
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