Morning Dreams

Warmth and wetness envelope your sleep induced semi-erection,

bringing it to life and seeping into your brain like a drug.

Soft lips glide over your skin ... the slight scrape of teeth on the return journey, the gentle pressure of something small and hard just at the underside of the tip before a tongue swirls around the tip and the journey back down begins.

You sigh as once again you are swallowed, slowly, so slowly that you want to force the issue with your hands and your hips, but you resist,

allowing the game to spin out on its own.

Deeper and Deeper you are taken before, once again the lips begin receding, and in their path a fingernail follows, sending sparks through you.

This time a hand wraps around you, holding you while the tongue laps at the tip of your erection as if it were a melting ice cream. Another hand cups your balls, caressing gently, while your tip is swallowed time and again, the mouth pulling and sucking before lowering along your length once again, this time the hard ball of pressure running down the center vein, causing shivers through your body.

You grip the sheets as you feel pressure building inside, as the mouth quickens, increasing its pressure on you, pulling you deeper into it, harder and faster, until you are moaning and bucking your hips ... wanting ... needing more.

Your breaths come harsh and fast as you feel orgasm spin through you as you are taken deeper and deeper into the mouth ... your body tenses .. anticipating the rush ....

an alarm startles you awake ... your body throbbing with need ... and you realize it was just a dream.