Dreaming of You 5 - Girls Night In

Dreaming of You 5 - Girls Night In

by Jonathan Eddington

I had a dream about you last night. A hot, sweaty, climactic dream...

Like all dreams it begins in the middle. In this case, the middle of you and several of your friends having a party in our front room. All of you are drinking, and like any conversation between a group of fairly drunk ladies, the subject of sex has come up.

"He always wants to rub himself between my breasts," a rather busty blonde moans, "then give me a pearl necklace!"

All but one of the ladies giggle. Confused, the slender young redhead looks at the others.

"He gives you jewellery, just because you let him do that?"

Laughter bursts from the others.

"She means he finishes on her neck" you kindly explain.

"Oh!" she gasps, then smiles. "I'd rather swallow it."

"Really! What about the taste?" the blonde asks, a look of minor disgust on her face.

"You barely taste it if he's deep in your mouth" the redhead winks back.

"I'm sure my guy keeps trying to do it on my face," the blonde adds, "as he's been thrusting quite high as he finishes recently."

"He wants you to be his little porn star!" laughs a slim brunette.

"You should let him" you practically whisper.

"Oh, so you let your guy get your face all sticky with his stuff then?" the bemused redhead asks.

"Yeah, he loves it..."

"I bet he does!" giggles the brunette.

"...and so do I."

For several moments there is nothing but a stunned silence.

"What's it feel like?" the redhead asks seeming genuinely interested.

Everyone looks at you in anticipation. Clearly it is something none of the others have done, but they are curious about.

Dreaming of You 4 - The Maid

Dreaming of You 4 - The Maid

by Jonathan Eddington

I had a dream about you last night. A hot, sweaty, climactic dream...

Like all dreams it begins in the middle. In this case, the middle of our new young maid cleaning the front room of our million pound mansion. On a huge ornate sofa we are sat in our luxurious bathrobes. On the other side of the room our maid cleans and tidies in the skimpy uniform you provided. As she bends away from us to pick something up, not only does she have to place a hand across her chest to stop her small, pert breasts from sliding out, but her skirt rises so high we can see her white lace panties and the tight curves of her buttocks. I find myself wishing it was you and gaze lovingly into your eyes.

Leaning close, you kiss and nibble my ear as your hand slides into my gown, over my muscular chest, down to my firm stomach, and stops at my crotch. Swiftly I grow hard as your delicate fingers tease my balls then run up and down the full length of my growing erection. Within moments the front of my robe resembles a huge tent. It falls open, exposing me to the room, as you lift your hand from me.

Feeling incredibly turned on at the thought of being seen by our maid, I open the top of your robe freeing your big, beautiful breasts. You sit back and gasp lightly as I tease a nipple with my fingers. The sound causes the maid to glance in our direction. Briefly she stops, a shocked look on her face, but looks away and returns to her duties.

Holding my hand to your breast you kiss me deeply and grasp my erection firmly. With slow deliberate strokes you begin to rub it, as I gently squeeze first one breast then the other. Again the maid looks round, only this time for longer. Your hand moves faster, and now it is my turn to gasp at the pleasure your giving me. This time the maid turns to look right at us for a moment, then moves to dust the enormous fireplace on the side wall. We see her eyes glance at our reflection in the silver candlesticks on the mantelpiece. As you continue to slowly rub my shaft, the young maid moves to the end nearest us. Now she can clearly see us in the almost wall length mirror that hangs on this side of the fireplace.

It feels so naughty having someone there as we play with each other. But will she stay as things heat up?

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Dreaming of You 1 - Sunset Beach

Dreaming of You 1 - Sunset Beach

By Jonathan Eddington

I had a dream about you last night. A hot, sweaty, climactic dream...

Like all dreams it begins in the middle. In this case, the middle of a picnic close to the shoreline of our favourite beach. The sun is beginning to set, turning the sky slowly orange and highlighting the beautiful curves of your body.

Longingly I gaze into your dazzling eyes as you seductively bite your lip. It does not matter to me that this is an exposed spot, that anyone may see us, I want you, no need you so much right now.

Reaching out I caress your perfect, naked breasts. My thumbs teasing the nipples until they stand firm. Gently I pull on one as my lips seek yours. With a spark our mouths meet, our tongues explore and dance, and we en flame our rising passion. The kiss deepens further and with my eyes closed I feel your hands sliding up my arms and across my chest. Continuing to knead one of your breasts, I slide my other hand round your back and up the nape of your neck. You groan with delight and I feel your delicate touch drop towards my obvious arousal.

A pulse of delight shoots through me as you sensuously stroke across the tip. Looking me straight in the eye you place your now wet finger in your mouth and slowly pull it out as you suck on it. The throbbing in my groin intensifies and I uncross and spread your legs either side of me. Clearly you are just as eager, as your femininity glistens in the fading sun.

My hands slide up your legs, their touch getting lighter the higher up they go. Tantalisingly close I stop. In eagerness you thrust your hips forwards and my fingers are wet. Deftly I trace the outline of your desire, and your breathing quickens as I brush against your exposed button. Again I kiss you deeply as first one, then two and finally three fingers explore the depths of your passion. Quickly they are soaked, and slowly move back and forth within you.

Groaning loudly now you writhe against my hand, increasing the sensations within you. I kiss my way down your chin and neck, my hand still pushing your pleasure higher. Down to your magnificent breasts, where I pause to lick and tease your nipples, then down to your belly my wet lips trace their path.