Dream

Sarah

After waking again in the middle of the night and sending you a final note, I went to bed and dreamed of you.  Whether or not you read this, I wanted to share it with you so you too can feel the intensity of what I experienced.

We began in the shower.  Although we are both tall, I felt shy, little in your presence.  You, older, with wonderful full breasts and proud dark nipples, your slim sensual body close to mine.  You wanted to kiss; feel the water cascading over us as you tempted me with your lips and tongue.  I quickly fell under your spell, needing the feel of your tongue in my mouth and in return, offering you my tongue.  I felt faint as you explored me with your searching hands and took my hands and guided me to your secrets.

After our shower, you dried me off, patting me down as if I were some fragile being.  I dried you off, marveling at your curves, the shape of your bottom, the weight of your breasts in my hands, your long legs that would soon mingle with mine.  I saw in your eyes both confidence and need, aching need to be with a girl, to be with me.

You took my hand and led me to your bed, told me to stand by and watch as you laid on your back.  You looked over at me and smiled as you moved your hands to your breasts and lifted and caressed them, showing me what you expected.  I felt weak as I watched you tease your nipples to full arousal, pinching them and twisting them lightly. I thought for a moment you had forgotten me, but you opened your eyes and looked directly into mine as you slid your hands down to your waiting pussy.  I felt waves of arousal as I watched you open your legs and raise your hips and touch yourself; feather touches with the tips of your fingers.  I watched in amazement as your pussy lips parted and your clitoris emerged, begging for attention, glistening in anticipation.

I told you I am shy and gentle in my limited experience, but that is not what you need.  You told me you needed to hear the words in all their raw sexuality, needed to do all the things you’ve missed over those long ten years, needed to do the things only two girls can do together.  You look over at me as you raise your hips, hungry fingers rubbing your aching clit.  “Fuck me Hannah.  I need you to fuck me.”

Emboldened by your words and the sight of you, I climb over on top of you, giddy at the thought that my smooth, bare pussy is only inches from your face.  You grasp my bottom and pull me to you and with no preliminaries, begin to lick my pussy with long, slow strokes. Oh Sarah, I am in heaven!  I am in pure flight, but still aware of my role and your needs too. I press my pussy closer to your mouth and implore you.  “Sarah, lick my cunt! Suck my cunt!  Put your tongue all the way in my cunt and make me cum!  Sarah, please make me cum!  You begin to lick and suck my pussy with more intensity and then you surprise me.  You move from my pussy to my rosebud and begin twirling and probing me there!  I recoil at the thought, but you are firm in your desire.  You hold my bottom and move your mouth between my pussy and my rosebud, licking and sucking and probing!  Oh God, Sarah, I am on fire!  I know, in the back of my mind that I should be giving as well as receiving, that I should press my face to you too, but I am so close!  Please Sarah, make me cum and then I will reward you too.  You remember from the past; know what to do.  You suck my aching clit into your mouth, and, in the midst of my ecstasy, you slide your middle finger into my rosebud.  Oh Sarah, I am ready to cum!  But I hesitate.  Forgive me Sarah, but I cum in a flood. I worry that it will be too much for you.  But I am already there!  I can’t hold back!  “Oh Sarah, fuck me!  Fuck my cunt! Fuck me with your mouth!  Take me! Make me yours!”  And there, I’m cumming! And oh Sarah, how you accept my sweet release.  I feel your urgency and your need as you devour me; licking and sucking and tasting and swallowing every copious ounce. My gift to you sweet Sarah.

Although I feel dreamy, near sleep, it is my time to show you that my desire equals yours.  In anticipation, you bend your knees, bringing your feet close to your bottom.  Without a touch from me, you are already close.  Your urgency thrills me!  “Hannah, don’t fool around. Suck my cunt!  Fuck me Hannah!  I need you to fuck me!  I bury my tongue in your hot wet cunt.  You like that word don’t you Sarah?  I like it too when I’m with you.  I suck your engorged clit into my mouth. You respond, raising your hips, pressing my head to you.  I know what else you need and I am surprised by my desire as I move my mouth to your rosebud and lick and probe you there.  I move between your aching cunt and your rosebud, taking you closer and closer to the edge.  Oh Sarah, the taste of you, the essence of you, the feel of your moving hips, your throbbing cunt, are driving me to orgasm too!  Now you are gasping in pleasure, racing to your finish.  “Oh Hannah, fuck me! Take me!  Tell me you want me!  Make me cum! Oh Hannah, please, please make me cum!

And you are there.  And in this moment, I am yours and you are mine, and that’s all we need.

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