Early morning dreaming

The sun is just barely beginning to peek through the curtains and the sounds of life are softly percolating outside the open window. I look to the other side of the bed and long for someone to fill the void. I am craving the warmth of another body and the breath of another person next to me more than usual. A wave of desire pours over me as my mind wanders to others who have filled this void over time, and delights in memories that flood my consciousness, running through my mind like movies I’ve seen before, only now all of my other senses are engaged as well. I can recall emotions, passions, sounds, & desires all at the same time. I can feel a yearning for these moments again and my arousal begins to grow.
I fell asleep the night before without any clothes on and now, even the sheets feel like they are smothering me. I move everything off of my body and lie exposed, fully aroused, and letting the desire of the moment take over. Thoughts of whispers and heavy breath fill my brain. The sensualness of feeling the bare skin of another against my own. Our bodies pressed together while lips gently kiss cold, bare skin. My arousal continues to climb while my hand gently touches my erection and caresses slowly along the entire length while my mind remembers the similar touch from another. Another wave of endorphins hits, the smile on my face grows and my own slow caress turns into a gentle grip with slow movements covering every inch.
The feeling is reminiscent of a former partner who loved to fondle, kiss, and suck as we would talk and giggle about different fantasies and kinks we had. It’s a memory I often go back to in times like this. Her eyes staring back at me as her soft wet lips made their way around me. Her soft hands gliding up and down with firm but gentle movement in between kisses. My hand is now moving in the same motions as from my memory and I can feel my breath begin to sharpen as the sensation of the memory is recalled.
My memories persist. My partner and I spooning naked in bed. Our bodies contoured perfectly together with her firm breasts perfectly nestled in my hands as our legs lovingly wrestle together. My lips kissing her neck and shoulders softly as her hands grip my own. Just breathing and touching we embraced, enjoying the passion of the moment. She released her grip on my hands, traced my body’s contour and reached down and slipped me inside. I moan aloud just as I did in memory and heightened the sensation. I remember our bodies fitting together so well as I began rocking slowly, pushing myself deeper inside. Our breathing quickened and we both began to moan softly. We lied there enjoying each others embrace for what felt like hours; touching, kissing, fucking.
The sunlight is now at full brightness outside and I can feel its warmth on my bare skin. It feels good as I continue to dream and now, because of these memories begin to pleasure myself with a bit more intention. My grip tightening slightly and moving even quicker as arousal grows. I imagine it’s my partners hand instead of my own and her soft voice telling me how much she enjoys making me feel so good.
Like a wave I get hit with another endorphin rush. My memory shifts in my head now replaying my partner under me as I rock back and forth on top of her. Our lips pressed loosely together as our tongues danced to their own rhythm and our bodies moved in sync. Her fingertips tracing the lines of my body from my back to my hips to my ass and back up. I remember how her toned body felt below me and how much I enjoyed being inside her. Her breasts pressed against my chest and our hips locked in sequence. My hands exploring her exposed bare body and loving the smoothness of her skin. The pleasure of the memory only heightened the feeling I am now experiencing on my own. As the memory became more intense and we began to move faster together, my own hand is picking up speed to match my memory. Our lips parting as our breathing quickened and pleasure spilled out of our mouths in moans of passion that filled the quiet air around us. Our eyes locked and we both grew excited. Faster I moved my hips penetrating deeper than before. Her eyes began to grow wide as we each were reaching our climax. Merging dream and reality, I begin to feel myself reaching climax as well and all at once, I begin to orgasm. The feeling is incredible, knowing full well I am alone, all of the feelings, sensations, & sounds of the memory flood over me. I can’t help but moan with pleasure as I spill on to my chest and abdomen.
My hand slows as the sensation of the moment takes over. My breathing is heavy as waves of satisfaction slowly wash over me and dissipate through my body and light tingles take its place. My eyes open for the first time in a while and the memories slowly fade back to where they are stored. Again my eyes fall on the other side of the bed and I am now filled with anticipation for what’s to come instead of what has been.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/z14ap7/early_morning_dreaming