I open my eyes.
This is real?
What am I doing?
My panties are wet and my right hand is inside of them…
Moving frantically… furiously….taking me to an unexpected orgasm.
My left hand is gripping my breast, pinching my nipple.
What am I doing?
I look to the person really in my bed…asleep..snoring…
Makes no difference…nothing is stopping this now ….
I’m almost there…
My orgasm comes hard and fast…I’m rubbing faster..biting my lips…forcing my legs to stop twitching…be still….don’t wake him…this feels so good ..
I’m panting…looking at the ceiling… my shirt is off..my panties are soaked…my orgasm slowly releases me…my hips twitch…oh, I feel so good!! And I wonder why…..oh…
It’s his fault ….
It’s his fault I was dreaming of him first…
It’s his fault you came to us in my dreams….
It’s his fault…and my wet panties are proof that’s it’s ok….
I was dreaming of him….of his dark, silky, smooth skin….against the light olive complexion of mine….my nipples were hard and my hand was moving from my breast to the outside of my panties….I was staring to become giddy with anticipation…thinking of his warm mouth over my panties…warm and wet….