After a long hard day at work I fall into bed. It is so soft and comfortable. I am exhausted. I enjoy your scent on the pillow as I sink into oblivion. Darkness engulfs me and my body relaxes, deep in slumber. I ease into a dream, feeling my body mentally flounder in gray mist. Peace and not peace war in my subconscious mind. Yesterdays and tomorrow incite me to keep viewing, tweaking my curiosity to follow the dreams and all the while I feel the comfortable depth of my sleep cocoon me.
You slip into the room, soft as shadow, quietly slipping out of your clothes. Sliding your silk camisole down over your head. Looking down at me, a mixture of passion and compassion cross your face. Passion wins out, a wicked gleam in your eye. You lie beside me, and gently trace the outline of my face with your fingers. Running along my nose, the rough, stubble jaw, soft lips. Letting your hands memorize my face. You continue to trace down my neck and over my shoulders enjoying the involuntary shiver I give.
You spread your fingers to run through the curly hairs of my chest, stroking the firm muscles below, flowing along the cobra hood of my push up muscle. Then back to circle and tease my nipples. They respond to your expert fingers, then to your hot tongue as you play and circle them just like you want me to.
In my dreams I chase ghosts, and sail on high seas. None of it makes any sense; yet it's incredibly entertaining. Some thing touches my mind and I sit back to see where the tide will take me.
As you kiss slowly down my chest, your hand bumps my erect cock, further exciting you to see that even in a deep sleep you can effect me. You know that it will wait for you, laying like a thick viper patiently searching for prey. Your tongue traces delicate tattoos in saliva across my stomach. You feel my cock throbbing under your gentle touch. Sliding lower down you take it into your soft, hot mouth.
The dream continues, waves lapping at me. Warm water splashes over me. Sun shines down and I find myself relaxing in this place.