Content notes: fantasy, masturbation, sex toys
She couldn’t see her lover’s face, but she could feel them. Hands teasingly ghosting over her hair, her arms and her breasts until — finally — fingers sank into her plush hips. She rolled her neck to the side to receive kisses from their soft lips.
As hard as she tried to look up at her lover, there was something about the soft light in her dark room that obscured their face. But she was being touched so sweetly — she couldn’t really find it in her to care. Maybe she was dreaming, she thought to herself with a smile. This lover knew how to make her feel good in all the right ways.
Each kiss felt like a promise of what was to come, passionate at first, but then their teeth raked across the delicate skin on her neck, and she couldn’t help but gasp.
She bucked her hips, hoping to meet her lover’s and find friction, but their hands kept her in place, gripping possessively. She whined at the lack of contact in the one place she wanted.
In response, they placed their palm against her, allowing her to grind slowly. Their other hand traveled across the wide expanse of her stomach before coming to one of her breasts and pinching her nipple.
Normally, she would be self-conscious with so much focus on her. Their silence was deafening, causing her to pay attention to all of the noises she was making with each thrust against them. With someone else, she might have tried to reach out and touch them to make this experience less one-sided. But something told her that her lover was getting as much out of this as she was. This was exactly what they wanted.
She felt her own wetness against their hand, allowing her to move faster with more soft moans tumbling out of her mouth along with the mounting pleasure. Then their hand pulled away, and a squeeze on her thigh stilled her.
“Good girl,” they whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
And then, finally, finally…finally, they relented, slowly pushing a finger inside. She felt her tight walls stretch around them. As they pulled out, they curled up to hit her g-spot. There was no teasing this time as they continued to push in and out of her, faster and faster.
She went silent, trying to keep up with how good she felt, but their pace was overwhelming and was soon going to bring her over the edge. All she wanted to do was to come for them. Just a little closer and…
-Beep Beep Beep-
Gia woke up with a start in the darkness of her apartment. With a groan, she flipped over and checked her phone.
6:30 a.m.
She still had time before she had to get ready for work, and she was feeling unfulfilled after her dream was cut short. She couldn’t figure out whether she was more disappointed that her lover only existed in her mind or that she didn’t get to come.
Without thinking, her hand trailed down — she was still slick. Her fingers slowly circled her clit, and she shuddered from the stimulation. Gia screwed her eyes shut, trying to bring back the lover from her dream.
If they were here, how would they want to take her now?
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Gia reached over to her bedside table, pulling open a drawer and grabbing her favorite suction vibe.
She imagined her dream lover slowly lowering themself down between her legs. Parting her folds, she nestled the toy up against her clit. With one press of a button, it began to suck. Gia tensed at the sensation. Her mouth fell open, wordless and gasping for air. In her mind, she saw her dream lover between her thighs. She dug her short fingernails into the soft skin there, just like they would.
Gia couldn’t help but moan softly as the toy provided constant pressure. She experimented with circling her hips, and in the right spot, she felt like their tongue was there, closed tightly around her clit. Gia kept a hand firm on the toy in the same way she would hold their head. She inhaled sharply as she pinched her nipples with her other hand.
Arching her back, Gia felt too much and not enough all at once. Missing that friction, she flipped herself over onto her stomach so she could grind against the toy. Her hips rocked forward. Gia cried out as she pictured herself sitting on their face. She was on top, but they were still in charge of her pleasure.
She could feel herself letting go as she chased release. Her thrusts into the bed grew more erratic. In her mind, she was riding them shamelessly, breathing heavily.
Then all of a sudden, that familiar tight feeling right before climax started to build from her core. It felt inevitable, and this time she wouldn’t be interrupted. As that feeling bloomed out, she stifled her cries into her pillow, and let her hair fall to cover her face.
“Please,” she whispered, begging for it even though her dream lover wasn’t there to hear her.
And that’s all it took for her to fall over the edge. Gia shook as she came, with her back arched and her thighs tight around the toy. She continued to grind down as the aftershock of her orgasm passed through her. If her lover were there with her now, they would be sucking every last drop out of her.
After a few blissful moments, it began to be too much. Now overstimulated, she reached down to grab the toy, now dripping with her own arousal. Setting it to the side, she stretched her arms up above her head, letting her hands graze across her breasts one last time. She shivered and smiled, letting the image of her dream lover float out of her mind for now.
Satisfied and pleased with herself, she was ready to start her day. Most of all, she couldn’t wait to go back to sleep that night.
I’ve definitely had dreams that needed to be finished off after waking up. This was a steamy read!