I was dreaming of him walking towards me, slowly removing his black suit, sitting on the edge of our bed. He sat there watching me intently while slowing loosening his tie. Those blue eyes tracing every countour of my face. His head descended towards me, slowly kissing my neck, smelling my hair. I sighed and hugged his pillow tighter. This would be another feel-good dream.
I felt his hand caressing my cheek, his eyes boreing into my soul, studying me as I sleep. I moaned. God, I miss him so much.
Then I felt those hands slowly caressing my right thigh going up, removing 'his' shirt in the process. His hand caressing my tummy, it tickles but I love it. Softly, lingeringly, he started kissing me there. I groaned.
I can't stop myself, my right hand latched on his hair while my left hand still clutching his pillow. I started biting my lower lip, his wet kisses on my stomach excites me. I felt his hands taking off my panties, hurriedly. His fingers started caressing my inner thighs which opened automatically for him to play with.
'Eric...', I moaned his name, oh dear! I've hungered for him for so long.
He tongued my navel and I felt his finger slipping inside my now very soaked pussy. My hips arched so he can deepen his finger's thrust. This dream is so fucking erotic.
I thrashed around, wanting to escape his tormenting touch. I felt like my womb is about to burst with all that molten hot liquid fire accumulating inside of me.
'Ahh... ahh... aaahhh..!', I screamed together with the loud thunder from outside the window.
I came hard. So hard I almost drew blood from biting my lower lip.
But he's not through yet. He started all over again, torturing my weakened, sated body. He started fingering me, now using two fat fingers.
Oh, fuck! I want more.
My thighs quivered, the delicious irreversible climax sending me towards the edge of heavenly Father's place.
Still in my dream, slowly opening my sleepy eyes, seeing him right on top of me. Still wearing his white polo, loosened tie and black slacks. I smiled languidly for this felt so real. Him, fucking me. Mmm...
I caressed his handsome face. His skin so warm to touch, forehead slightly sweating, nostrils flaring.
I frowned, he look so damn serious.
Just to realized why, for his hard ramrod cock slipped inside me instantly.
My eyes widened, almost coming out of their sockets. My hand caught his tie, my upper body arched, trying to get up and that made him pushed his cock deeper.
This isn't a dream?!
'Oh holy mother of---! argh..!'.
He silenced my protest by kissing me torridly, sucking my tongue. Entrapping me in his arms.
But my protest died down immediately, my pussy welcomed him, easily stretching to accomodate his huge size.
I was convulsing rapidly gyrating my hips against him.
He caught my shirt, 'his' shirt' in his fist and raised them up so he can have a better view of my titties which I know he loves to watch while they are moving with his thrust.
He is fucking me as if we're in a race and he was afraid of getting caught!
My vaginal muscles convulsed, together with our slick bodies.
Still his lips sucking my tongue, I came all over him. His gushing semen deeply imbedded themselves into my contracting womb. Oh this is heaven and hell combined.
But he didn't stop there, he pushed deeper, harder as if branding me his. As if he wants every drop of his seed properly implanted inside of me. Each hard thrust of his hips made my thighs quiver. I'm losing my wits. Oh damn it! I can't hold it in anymore for I'm cumming again.
And I did.
***
'That was intense', he was kissing the top of my head while caressing my naked back. I was lying facing him, with my head on his arm, using it as my pillow. My fingers slowly playing with his baby chest hairs, smiling dreamily and trying to stiffle a yawn.
He was insatiable and we did it again, with me riding him as a cowgirl without our clothes on, of course.
He just love to watch my titties jiggle when I'm riding him he said.
'You are always intense', I teased and giggled.
He grinned. 'I love looking at you with that dreamy smile on your lips, it turns me on all the time'.
'You can't just jump onto someone when they're sleeping, they might think you're a nightcrawler'.
'I only jump inside of you and I'm quite fond of doing that', he said with a double entendre.
'I noticed', I grinned.
'Tell me, what were you dreaming of?', he inquired.
'You', my soft reply.
'Do you love dreaming about me?'
'Of course, especially when you get all hot and bothered'.
He laughed aloud then when his laughter died down he stared at me.
'God, I miss you'.
'I-I miss you too', I swallowed. He had that look again. That hungry look that means he wanna-fuck-me-senseless.
But he kissed me on the lips instead.
'Let us sleep now, I know you're tired too.' He hugged me tighter to himself.
I nodded and bit my lip. I stared at him, his breathing slowed. He's on the brink of sleeping but I wanna tell him about my dreams.
The dreams I had of him for so long.
I wanna let him know about them for he may have the answers of why I have those.
'E-eric?', I whispered, softly calling out his name.
'Hmm..?' But he didn't open his eyes. He is really that tired. I'll tell him next time then.
So I stayed up and watched him as he slept.
After awhile, I took a deep breath and leaned forward to kiss his soft lips.
I laid my head on his chest, rubbing my face on it. Unknowing that I woke him up with that gesture.
And due to overexhaustion I forgot myself and whispered what my heart was keeping as a secret for a long time.
'I love you Eric'.
Then I lost the battle of staying awake and didn't see his reaction.
He opened his eyes, smiled and whispered, 'I know baby'.
***
The next day I found myself grimacing for my pussy is sore.
After two weeks of not making love, this happens? Or maybe my husband is really well-endowed that still it pains my pussy everytime we fuck?
I looked around for he wasn't on the bed. I turned my head to look at the time and saw it's past ten in the morning. I slowly got out of the bed and donned my bedroom hello kitty slippers, trying to locate my discarded shirt from last night.
'Good morning, love', he greeted me in that sexy morning voice of his. His voice coming from the bathroom door.
Love? Where did that come from?
I turned around and grimaced. Shit, my pussy hurts! He was standing with a towel wrapped around his hips. He just had his bath.
'I see you frowning there. Does it hurt again?'
'Y-yes, a-a bit'.
'I see', he frowned. He walked towards me to the other side of the bed and carried me as if I don't weigh anything.
'Eric?', I groaned.
'You need a warm shower for I can tell it hurts so much'.
He placed me infront of the shower stall with him, discarding his towel. The water already pouring down. Either he forgot to turn the shower off or he left it on purpose, I don't know.
I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his waist as he started shampooing my hair.
Then I remember something.
'Those are new', pointing at my feet. Referring to my fluffy pink hello kitty slippers. A gift from my good friend, Mina.
He stopped massaging my hair and followed my eyes.
'I'll buy you a new pair', he shrugged and said candidly.
I rolled my eyes heavenward. My oh my! Here we go again.
He smiled.
'What?', he asked.
'It has a sentimental value Eric. My best friend gave it to me'.
His brows arched.
I frowned.
'You can't just replace it as if it doesn't mean anything', I spoke like I'm explaining to a toddler not to a certain yummy specimen of a grown man.
He kept his silence so I sighed. What else can I do, the damage has been done. It's my fault too for I forgot to remove them. Well having him as your husband really makes you forget your senses especially when he's standing infront of you clad in nothing but a towel.
After twenty-minutes of rubbing here and there and making ourselves both hot and hungry for each other, he suddenly stop.
'What's wrong?!, I asked him, astounded.
'Shawn's here'.
I pouted. I forgot about that but now I'm in a sour mood.
'Hmp!', I gave him the snob and took a towel and wrapped it around me.
'Oh, come on', he laughed, amused at my childish act. 'Knowing my bro, it's his habit to barge in here, wake me up, just to make breakfast for him Nic'. He continued. 'He must be wondering now why we're still--'
I put my right hand up, gesturing him to be quiet.
I opened the closet trying to sort which clothes to wear, when he hugged me towards him.
'Eric! Yo-you're still wet! Put me down!', I struggled but he laid me at the edge of the bed, grabbed my legs and wrapped them around his hips. Our naked private parts touching.
'There, happy now?', he teased.
'Wha--?! No!', I said defiantly. Getting mad at him. Not because he made me horny then left me bothered but because he's toying with me again.
I tried to push him off me but he wouldn't budge. He is really strong.
'Mmm... baby?'
'What mmm... baby?', I gritted my teeth.
'Your pussy is so wet and warm', he whispered against my ear.
'Eric!', I blushed.
He grinned. His cock nestled between my pussy, just touching, but getting harder by the second.
Oh dear! Please God let him make love to me. I can't take this tormenting ache anymore! Never mind my sore pussy.
He kissed my lips hard and slowly taking off the front clasp of the towel I wrapped myself on. He caught my right nipple with his lips and swirl it in his tongue. I moaned, encouraging him. My hands slowly grabbing his muscled butt, wanting him to grind his cock onto my now very juicy pussy. He was sucking my nipple hard when suddenly our bedroom door opened.
'Hey bro, where's our bre-break-fa-fast?!, Shawn, still in his green pj bottoms. His baby green eyes registering their surprise, are as huge as ovals.
Three shock, red faces emerged.
After maybe ten seconds...
I heard Eric growling against my nipple.
That was Shawn's cue to leave.
'Oops, sorry. I didn't know you're already having breakfast in bed'.
Then slowly Shawn closed the door. And we can hear him laughing his head off from outside the door.
Eric let go off my nipple with a popping sound.
'I'm gonna kill him!'
I giggled.
'He saw your butt', I teased.
'He already saw me naked babe but not you', he teased back.
I bit my lip, embarassed.
'He certainly got an eyeful', I whispered.
'Not really, I had you covered but he saw the side of your breast. Good thing I had your nipple in my mouth or else I'm gonna forget he's my brother', he said, angry.
Then we went silent.
'So what are we going to do now?', I asked, whispering.
'What else is there to do? We're still gonna fuck'.
And so we did.
Not minding that we were caught doing the naughty.