Rosalie awoke when she sensed an exciting dream coming from Blake. She carefully held still, keeping her face nuzzled against the back of his head.
What was the sensation she was feeling in him? It took a few moments for her to fully awaken, and she got a clearer picture of what was happening inside Blake's sleeping head.
They were hiking on a mountain, and even though there was snow, the temperature was perfect. His pants were down, and he was bent over a small boulder. Rosalie was spanking him, and he loved it.
"Punish me, mommy," Blake said. That was surprising; Blake never asked to be punished in bed. And he never called her mommy. This was new... Did he try out some new pornography earlier that night and grow fond of it?
And then Rosalie did punish him. A polished wooden dildo, made of the same pine wood as the trees around them yet as smooth as glass, slid into his ass. Rosalie couldn't sense if it was strapped onto the dream Rosalie's groin or just something she was holding.
Pleasure shot into Blake as it slid effortlessly into his soft ass, and Rosalie felt her own heartbeat start to climb. Without a doubt, there was a raging erection on the other side of Blake. Rosalie closed her eyes and sent some faint telekinetic energy to probe around his groin; yep, he was hard.
She kept happily observing the dream. Dream Rosalie was sliding the dildo in and out of him slowly, and the real Rosalie watched it with so much delight...
Blake groaned in his sleep, and Rosalie wondered if he was about to wake up. But he didn't. More and more pleasure filled his ass with every moment that passed...
She got an idea. It wasn't often that she went down there, but she focused a little and pressed just a little telekinetic force against his ass, extending her senses through it and feeling his tight opening.
The dream intensified in response to her psychic teasing. Rosalie couldn't help but smile. Blake was almost at orgasm, and all she did was poke him in the ass.
She sent the telekinetic force inside him, feeling around for his prostate, then she found it and gently tickled his sensitive, vulnerable spot in time with the thrusts in his dream. He was just moments from coming. Just moments away...
He came, and Rosalie couldn't help but shiver in delight. His orgasm pulsed against her mind, inspiring her own little waves of arousal. It was so, so, so wonderful... Rosalie wished it could last forever.
The dream started to fade just as the orgasm started to die down. Reality started filling his mind, rather than orgasm, and Rosalie quickly shut off the telekinetic pleasuring.
Blake grumbled. "Ugh..."
Rosalie let out a similar grumble, pretending to wake up herself. "Huh... What is it, sweetie?"
"I... I had the weirdest dream... Sorry, I need to throw these pajamas in the laundry."
"Oh, that's fine. I'll be right here, don't worry."
Rosalie turned on the lamp on her nightstand, giving him enough light to stumble out of bed and clean up.
~~~~~ ~~~~~
Morning came, and Rosalie felt energized... and still horny. The fatigue from an entire day of game development was gone.
"Ah... You awake, sweetie pie?" Blake asked as he rolled over to face her.
"I didn't want to bother you last night, but what was that dream about? Must have been a lot of fun." Feigning ignorance seemed like a good idea.
"Oh, just a sex dream... normal stuff."
"Well, we all have those," Rosalie said. "I just hope it was fun. A little unexpected something in your sleep before you have to go back to work."
"You know today's Saturday, right?" Blake said.
She checked her phone.
"Oh."
She was genuinely unaware it was Saturday until now; she thought it was a Friday. Days of the week really did blur together when you worked from home.
"In that case," Rosalie said, "Looks like we have all day together. Or maybe I'll go grocery shopping for us."
"We could use some paper towels and milk," Blake said.
"Or we could just have fun today," she said.
"Or that. There are so, so many things we could do... We could cuddle in bed for a bit."
"I was thinking... something else," Rosalie said, climbing on top of Blake, sitting on top of the blankets on his thighs. She placed her hands on his blanket-covered chest. A shame she couldn't read his thoughts through it. It would have been so wonderful...
"I... Maybe tonight," Blake said. "I'm still trying to process my feelings from that weird dream..."
"Oh." Rosalie was a little disappointed. "Did you dream about something strange? Did it involve toys?"
"Yeah! How did you know?"
"Just a guess from how you act in bed. All submissive all the time..."
"Well, I do top sometimes..."
"And you're a subby top," she said before giggling.
Blake blushed. "Guilty as charged. So, my dream... It was about getting pounded with a dildo."
Rosalie smiled. "I'll buy one for tonight. How big?"
"I dunno. The one in the dream felt huge, but you know, in dreams, space and time are just..."
"More of a suggestion, really?"
"Yeah!"
"Well, don't worry Blakey," Rosalie said as she climbed off him and started getting dressed. "I think I know a place. I'll go there today, okay? You know, actually, I think I'll go there now."
Blake smiled, still blushing a bit.
"Thanks. I know it sounds weird coming from me, I know you're into all kinds of stuff..."
"Oh, simply ask, and I'll do whatever you like to you," Rosalie said. She made a fucking gesture with her fingers, then went back to putting on day clothes.
Blake's blush slowly started to fade as they both got dressed.
~~~~~ ~~~~~
Rosalie, wearing some black shorts with a spiky belt and a pink crop top, parked outside the dingy sex toy shop; it was in a bad part of downtown, but of course it was; you didn't find sex toy shops in the normal parts of a town like this.
She stepped out of her car and made the very short walk to the sex toy shop's front entrance. She opened the opaque door and stepped inside.
The carpet at least smelled fresh. Good to know no customers were getting messy in there. The cashier looked bored and cute, but when he saw her, the way he smiled made her lose all interest in his appearance. It unnerved her. Without a doubt, there were some fucked thoughts in this guy's head, and she didn't need to be psychic to know it.
"Well helloooooo miss! What can I get for you today?"
"Just looking around," she said, not wanting anything to do with him until she had to check out.
"I can show you some new toys we got in stock. You look like a kinky gal, but you won't believe what the Pounderizer XL--"
"No thank you. I'm just looking," she said, this time ever so slightly more sternly. There were cameras in the shop; no reason to lose her cool on film.
The cashier nodded and went back to looking at his phone. As Rosalie shopped, looking at some fancy toys, she picked up a pink leather collar with an attached leash. It would look good on her. And even better on blake. And it was on sale for only five bucks; what a steal!
She went to the chastity devices section out of curiosity. She wasn't going to buy any of these today, but it was worth knowing her options. Metal seemed like the ideal material for a chastity cage; it was shiny, durable, and heavy so that it pulled down on the groin. But chastity cages were so expensive... They weren't things Rosalie was willing to have as a "just in case Blake feels like it one night" toy.
As she moved past the sexy halloween costumes and to the dildos section, she caught the cashier staring at her ass.
"Just admiring your beauty, kinky girl," he said with that smile she fucking hated.
"Ugh. Don't. Seriously."
"Okay okay, chill, lady." He went back to his phone again.
