Intimatters

When Shakespeare wrote “To sleep, perchance to dream,” we’re pretty sure he was drifting off into a slumber fueled by the passions found in this week’s erotica submission from XXXBlackBook member sanjuan24.

A Dream About Our First Encounter
by sanjuan24

This morning I was lying in bed, half asleep, daydreaming about going on a date with you.  It was evening, and we were in a funky little bistro, having a drink.  The lighting is low, setting a romantic mood, and there’s some sultry music on at just the right level to mask our conversation from eavesdroppers. We are chatting and flirting, seated close enough to be rubbing thighs, and you occasionally lean in close to whisper things into my ear, designed to drive me crazy.  After a few drinks I lean over and kiss your bare neck, just below your earlobe, and you respond by gripping my thigh under the table, rubbing slowly up and down with your hand – I have apparently found one of your “spots.”

You suggest that we go somewhere a bit more private, as the other couples around us are envious of our intimacy, and we are both having trouble keeping our hands off of each other.  I help you with your coat, and as we leave you indicate that your place is just around the corner – would I like to come in for just a bit?  I don’t even need to answer, and we embrace and begin to kiss under the streetlamp.  Slow and gentle at first, and then increasing in intensity. Lips, tongues, teasing.  You are an amazing kisser, and you teasingly tell me that you just might have some other uses for my tongue, which meets my approval with a sly grin.

The walk to your place is brief indeed, but we hold hands and our fingers intertwine and caress each other along the way.  We are quickly inside, and you don’t waste any time leading me to your bedroom.  I stop you just beside the bed, and stand behind you, firmly pressed against your wonderful body. I begin to kiss your neck as my hands expertly and gently glide along the curves of your hips. You respond by arching your back, pressing your firm ass up against me, ensuring my firmness.  Your hands touch mine, and you guide me to caress exactly where you want, willing me to caress your amazing breasts with slow circles, and then down to tease you through your skirt and panties.  As I am caressing you, you tell me just how wet you are for me, and you reach behind and caress my firm member through my jeans.  And you start to undo my buttons one by one…

You unbutton me so slowly, I feel like I’m going to erupt through the fabric. You part the front of my jeans, and begin to caress me through my briefs, as I reach around and caress your tummy and breasts through your clothes.  You ask me to undress you slowly, and I obey your command, slowly unbuttoning your blouse one snap at a time.  Once I have your top open, I ease it off of your shoulders, and it falls to the floor between us, allowing me full access to your soft belly and shoulders. You are moaning softly now as I nibble your ear and breath hotly on your neck, kissing and teasing you – telling you exactly how I want to touch you.  Your lace bra quickly yields to my fingers, and you let it fall as well to the floor.  The light plays softly off of your perky breasts and your nipples tense and grow as I tease around them softly with my fingertips. I slowly circle inward spirals until finally I graze each swollen nub with my open palms before playfully embracing and twisting your nipples between each thumb and forefinger.  You tense, and continue to stroke my swollen cock from behind, and I sense that you are eager to rid me of my briefs, but I need to finish undressing you first.

As I slide my hands down across your bellybutton, you beg me to hurry up, but I intend to torture you by taking my time.  Your miniskirt unzips easily, and you leave off rubbing my bulge long enough to remove another garment which separates our bare skin from each other.  You are now only wearing delicate lace panties, and you touch yourself in front before I replace your hands with mine, feeling the weave of the lace, and getting you even wetter.  Slowly I glide my hand between your skin and your lace, and you let out another moan as I find you moist with my fingers.  I tell you that I can’t wait to taste you, and you tell me you’ve been thinking about that all night.

You slowly turn around now and begin kissing me and pulling my shirt off over my head, landing your kisses on my chest as you do.  You make light work of my jeans, almost ripping them to the floor, and we are now only standing in front of each other in our underwear.  As you continue to kiss me deeply, your hands slowly ease my briefs down to reveal my full erection, and I can tell you are pleased.  It is my turn to let out a moan as your fingers slowly glide the length of my flesh, teasing and warming my hard shaft.  As you circle my cock with your hands, you tell me that you can’t wait to make me cum, but first you want me to show you what I can do with my tongue.

You turn around again and slide your panties to the floor, bending as you do, and pressing your firm ass against my wanting cock.  As you are bent over and pressing against me you reach back between your legs, and position the head of my penis against your wetness, rubbing my head up and down between your lips, and coating me with your juices.  You tell me to slide my shaft into you, so you can feel me all the way inside – you want to remember that sensation while I am licking your pussy, you tell me.  Again I obey, and you guide me into you – both of us moaning as you envelope me one inch at a time.  Once I am fully inside, you reach back and caress my scrotum, and then you tell me you want me to fuck you like this later, but you are ready for my tongue now.

As you pull away from me, we both moan as my hard shaft exits your moist warm depths.  There is a comfy chair in the corner of the room, and you make yourself comfortable, and then beckon me onto my knees to service you.

As you recline and close your eyes, I begin to tease you by kissing your inner thighs, and running my tongue close to and around your wetness, but not quite close enough for either of us. Impatient with my teasing you reach behind my neck with one hand and spread your delicate lips with the other as you draw me closer. With long licks on your outer labia, I am quickly making you gasp and moan, and with your hand lightly on the back of my neck you move your fingers in the same way you want me to use my tongue on you. You silently instruct me to take long licks, and I alternate your instructions with some improvisation of my own. You moan with delight as I cover your pussy with my mouth, and begin to flicker my tongue lightly across the swollen pearl of your clitoris.

“Don’t stop,” you beckon, and I increase the intensity and speed of my flickering tongue. You body tenses, and I sense your back arch, and hand presses more firmly behind my head. I can tell you are closing in on the first waves of an orgasm, but I want to prolong this for you, so I switch up. You cry out in disappointment as I let you glide ever so slightly away from your orgasm. But now I run my tongue down to your luscious entrance, where I stiffen my tongue to plunge it into you as far as I can, several times over, returning again to pay attention your buzzing clit. “Yes, that’s it,” you cry out, “Oh, yes! Don’t stop!” And this time, I don’t relax the pressure and tempo from the tip of my tongue on your wonderful clit. As I swirl my tongue your body tenses again, and you begin to rock, and you beg me continue.

This time I will obey, and I can sense you starting to cum. The first wave rocks you as I begin to suck at your clit, and your body bucks. Still sucking at your pussy, I glide two fingers inside of you, and begin to stroke your g-spot, which begins to bring on a second wave of pleasure for you. “Yes, yes, yes,” you encourage and I know that I can prolong your pleasure for one more wave of ecstasy before you need to crash. And I bring that next wave on again with my finger/tongue combination, before letting you collapse back in the chair, sweating and in pure bliss.

I let you relax and float down from your pink orgasmic cloud, careful where I touch you as I know you will be very sensitive after climaxing so strongly. You coo softly, and it takes a long time for your heart rate and breathing to return to something approximating normal. Once you have sufficiently regained your senses, you squeeze me, and tell me how much you enjoyed my tongue.

When your legs regain strength, you stand in front of me, turn around, and bend over in front of me, gripping the back of the chair. You look at me over your shoulder, and ask me to slide my cock inside of you really slow, so I tease you first. You grow impatient again and reach back to guide me exactly where you want me. After the head of my cock has slipped just inside you, I begin to enter you slowly, parting you with great pleasure, and you try to lean back to quicken my action. But I take your hips in my strong hands, and control the movement of your body to my liking. I continue to ease my cock deep inside of you, and from our collective sounds, I can tell that we have both wanted this so very much. Your body arches against me, and my hands glide over your back as I fully enter you, and you feel my balls slap against your clit as you take me all the way up to the hilt. We both rest there for a moment, enjoying the sensation, then your body begins to writhe, and I begin to retreat my engorged cock slowly back out of you, just until the head is barely left inside, and then back all the way in. You moan your approval, and encourage me to keep going.Again I obey, and our bodies begin to take on a rhythm, each of us playing our own part in this ballet of intense pleasure. Your moans and screams increase in tempo and volume, as I begin crashing into you like a storm against the shore. Our lovemaking becoming almost violent as our bodies pound against each other, my cock impaling you heavily with each thrust, you writhing in frenzied animal-like movements. Being inside you, and feeling your unbridled passion begins to bring on an intense welling within my loins, and I can feel that I will not last long now. Almost in answer to my thoughts, your body changes rhythm, and your sounds and motions take on a whole new direction. You tell me how close you are to cumming again, and I can feel your body confirming, as you begin to rock and spasm in involuntary motions. As I slow the speed of my thrusting cock, I change angle slightly, and feel the head and underside of my shaft make contact repeatedly against your g-spot. The sensation brings me closer to the brink of my own orgasm, and I can tell that it also had the same effect on you. Suddenly, you moan and I feel you tighten around my cock, signaling to me the onset of your own orgasm, and bringing me beyond my own point of no return. I begin to gush with every stroke, burying the seed deep within you, washing it against the waves of your own, well-timed orgasm. As we match each other’s pleasure, wave for wave, our bodies unite temporarily into one, until finally we are both spent, and we crash into a crumbling, sweating heap onto the bed, still united in our coupling.

There we lay, spent and wrecked for some time, panting and heaving as we both savor the aftermath of our collective orgasm. Our smiles turn to joyous and conspiratorial laughter, as we gaze into each other’s eyes, and begin some mutually congratulatory kissing. Once we have both regained full control of our senses, you tell me to get cozy – we are in for a long night – and you scamper off to forage in the kitchen for some wine and refreshments to keep our strength up, which we will need to greet the dawn in similar fashion, still many hours away…