There is something about his voice and his look that makes me crave his touch. It’s amazing how his soft touch becomes rough so quickly. I need his big rough hands to glide all over my body. He starts slow, but as his breathing quickens, he gets a little rougher. I wake up with the covers pulled off, and my body glistening with sweat. My hand is between my legs, and my pussy is wetter than ever.
My phone is buzzing on my nightstand with numerous texts and pictures from the stranger that was in my erotic dream. In my half asleep state, I am a little confused. I fall back to sleep as my dream picks up where it left off. He pushes me against the wall with my arms over my head. He bites my erect nipples and thrusts hard into me. He lifts me up and allows me to put my arms around his neck. His mouth tastes like my dripping pussy.
I wake up again, and all the texts and pictures are gone. There is one final message that just says “don’t lock your window tonight.”
Written By: Dirty Daphne
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