They always happen when I least expect them! After a long day without much sleep the night before, and usually I was up a mess, wet and frustrated, and sometimes sweating.

This one had me the worst I’ve ever been. I woke up covered in my own juices and sweating on the verge of an orgasm.

As I lay there trying to calm myself, I remembered what the dream was! I had written a story some time ago about us in a holiday home and fucking for the time. This dream had been a continuation of that.

It was in the same room as before, and I was lying on the bed naked, my hands and feet tied to the bed posts, and I’m blindfolded, helpless, and unable to move. You were on your knees between my legs, just wearing boxers, teasing me by gently running your fingertips up my inner thighs so close to touching my pussy that I’m whimpering every time your fingers brush close to my pussy. You’re watching me and smiling as I squirm, needing you to fuck me, needing to feel you need inside me. You do this to both legs, almost laughing when I finally give in and start begging you to play with me. You straighten up and put your hands either side of my shoulders and lean down and whisper in my ear, “Are you sure you’re ready?” All I can answer is a feeble “Yes,” and you gently kiss down my neck and across my jaw, finally kissing my lips and sneaking your tongue into my mouth, making me whimper again as you suck and gently bite my bottom lip before moving down and sucking one nipple while squeezing my other nipple between your thumb and forefinger, making me moan and goosebumps rise across my body. You pull back and leave me there wondering what you’re doing, letting the anticipation build as I start moving my hips slightly. I can still hear you breathing as you watch me getting wetter and wetter.