A Dream I Keep Having…

You’re sat at the table, having a beer, when I walk in to show you how a dress looks for whatever event. Turning in the chair, you very deliberately look me up and down and ask me to turn around. I do so.
Then you summon me closer, sliding your hands around my waist (still seated) then up my back to unfastened the dress and let it slide down my body. Leaving me stood in front of you again, this time in only a corset, thong, stockings, suspenders and heels.
You get to your feet and walk around me slowly, fingers trailing  as again you look me over. Sitting back down in front of me, your only comment is “better” as you continue to look. Just as I am about to start getting embarrassed and go get changed, you stand, taking my hand, lean in close and whisper “Don’t do that. You trust me right?”
All I can do is nod but that not enough as you tell me to say it! Finding myself no longer panicking, I swallow and tell you “Yes, I trust you ” then you smile and kiss me gently but not shyly while sliding your hands around me waist again.
Suddenly you’re lifting me slightly to sit me on the table, in front of where you had been sitting, steadily leaning me further back whilst moving your lips down my body until I’m laid on the table before you.
Unfastening each catch on the front of the corset, slowly, teasingly, deliberately, you have me bare breasted and breathless, still moving maddeningly slow.
I slide my legs up around you as I try to rise and tease you too, but you refuse to let me, gently pushing me back down against table and taking my legs from around you. You’re irresistibly in total control as you rest my feet on the arms of your vacated chair, running your hands up my legs, still achingly slow and frustratingly deliberate in every movement.
Teasing, stroking, with kisses and licks as you continue exploring.
I can’t help but to gasp and whimper in delicious agony, moving my body in archs to raise against wherever I can touch you.
That’s when you sit down in the chair again, pulling it closer to the table still between my legs.
Then I hear a snap, then another. Whether you cut the thong or  just ripped it, I couldn’t say but the cold air as you pull it away has me almost jumping off the table.
Then you’re touching me, first thighs, then teasingly anywhere but the one place I’m desperately wanting you to.I try to raise my hips to guide you, but your insistent hands won’t let me move against you, leaving me no option to plead a little with you… Oh Matt! Please, I’m so close! Do it now!
You just quietly chuckle to yourself and continue exploring, moving so very close but deliberately not letting me twist and turn to get closer to any kind of relief.
Then one finger, just one finger slowly drags it’s way up the centre of my very wet pussy, causing me to arch up against the table, and just when I finally start to relax down, your tongue follows the same path.
A very deep moan escapes me as you start to explore, and I can’t control the movement of my hips as you slowly feast….
Then I’m lost. No longer coherent or present, just burning hotter and hotter, rushing towards immediate release and that’s when you stop, chuckle and ask if I want to move somewhere else. Letting your fingers make lazy circles while I catch my breath enough to answer, only I can’t decide, I can’t think. “I want you, I don’t care where!” This elicits another maddening chuckle.

Then I’m sliding off the table as you slide back your chair to give me room enough to stand…
Every fibre of me wants to tear your clothes off, but after having you stand up, I force myself to slow down. There’s no rush and no reason why you shouldn’t burn as much as me.
The plaid shirt doesn’t last long, but I make my hands go slower as I slide them under the t-shirt. Slow and soft, feeling my way across your body as I push the t-shirt higher. I guess I hit at least one good spot as impatience gets the better of you and you pull your t-shirt off over your headTaking advantage of your temporary blindness, I start making small, teasing kisses across your chest and neck, hands always moving,over your shoulders, back, stomach, chest… watching for every little tic or shudder, so I know where to come back to!
Unfastening your belt, I start to move those teasing kisses and licks and nips lower, working my way down your body with the intentional slowness you used with me. Hand always moving, exploring.
Unfastening the jeans, they slide down your thighs slightly, you always seem to be commando in these situations, go figure!
tempting to get side tracked by the hardness evident in front of my eyes as I kneel before you. Still I keep my movements slow and deliberate, hands sliding down your legs as I push your jeans down to the floor. Kissing along your belt line and then down the crease of your leg, first one side then the one, avoiding that one place that you want to feel my hot breath, my moist lips and teasing tongue.
Sliding my hands back up your legs as you step out of your discarded clothing, grazing the back of your knee and thigh while you’re still close enough to do so.
Something is working, as your slide your hands into my hair, trying to guide me to your throbbing cock to ease some of the tension buildingA teasingly slow lick from base to tip is all I will allow, the groan you try to suppress bringing a smile to my face as my hands keep wandering over every single sensitive spot I’ve found so far. Kisses, licks and nips seemingly at random as I work my way back up your body until we’re both standing. I push you down in to the chair again, and return to my knees, no hesitation as I slide my mouth over you, taking as much of you as I can in my mouth, slowly working my way up and down, little licks here, fondling and tickling there. Your gasps and groans leading the tempo.Your hands once again sliding into my hair, this time I take more of your guidance, learning by instinct how close you are and how much further I can push you. As your grip starts you tighten, I slow down the pace. Long, slow, deep oral until I feel all the tension about to burst forth. Then I hear you groan as I pull away. Another time for that ending later.
I stand before you just to see the frustration in your eyes for a moment before straddling you as you sit in the chair. Your hands instantly going to my hips to help guide me onto you. A slow, deep, first slide, nothing but the sensation of you filling me is in focus.Every intention of dragging this out disappears.. I have to have this now, building up the rising and lowering of myself onto you. Gasping as I hoarsely whisper that I’m going to come.. That’s when those guiding hands becoming demanding hands, slowing down the pace again, slow but deep thrusts to keep my riding on the edge. And just when I think I’m about to be driven insane,you lift me off of you and back to me feet.
The confusion and frustration on my face brings back that breathy chuckle, as you turn me away from you and gently lean my upper body over the table. Yes, this! This is what I want! Your hand slides down my back and returns to my hip while the other guides you into me. I can’t stop the trembling movements that bring on your own groan. Then you’re inside of me once again, a slow teasing thrust to test your position, then a slight withdrawal, once to immediately thrust back in again hard and deep. Control no longer exists for either of us, faster harder and deeper until I can’t stand it anymore, until the trembling takes over and the tightening over my pussy sets your own orgasm ablaze. Deep hard thrusts push me thru the spreading heat as we both reach climax uncontrollably…. And this was maddeningly where I woke up

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