PRAYERS.

PRAYERS. PRAYERS.

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Genre: Erotica

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Genre: Erotica

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Kept apart from his lover. He prayed to see her and his wishes came true. Or was it dreams come true. You

Summary

Kept apart from his lover. He prayed to see her and his wishes came true. Or was it dreams come true. You

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Submitted: February 12, 2017

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PRAYERS. 
I’m not really a religious man but at times I have prayed.

When friends or family were ill, I prayed for their recovery.

When things were out of reach for me, beyond my control and I needed help, sometimes I would pray.

I couldn’t work out a way to be with you.

Desperate.

A need to be with you.

“Please god let me be able to stay with my lover at nights, be with her, hold her kiss her”. Were the last thoughts on my mind as I drifted off in to dreamland.

As I awoke, it was darker than normal. I couldn’t see. I moved forward to the distant light, and then I saw you. Perched on the edge of your bed. Your fingers running through your damp curls, applying cream to your silky skin.

You looked into the mirror and our eyes met.

Yours beautiful and golden mine small pin like.

You smiled.

You came across, crouching down you looked at me, wondering how in the middle of winter I was alive. You kissed your finger and touched me, my shell opened a little.

You lay down and put my picture beside you and shut your eyes.

I looked in the mirror and saw myself.

A ladybird on your wall.

As you dreamed you exposed your nipple, your hand touching yourself inside your knickers, you parted your lips.

I flew over and landed on your warm perfect breast kissing you.

Your back arched as your pleasure was almost complete.

I flew down to your thigh feeding on your sweet juices as you moaned and tensed, and as I moved to your clit you shuddered and came.

Hard.

Shaking.

Feet curled.

You relaxed, kissed my picture and drifted into a dream.

I moved, tickling you. Your hand came down, and flicked me away.

 I spun, out of control like a aeroplane crashing I hit the wall sliding to the floor and then......

The hypnagogic jerk as I woke from my dream.


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