My Only Darling,
Last night I had another dream about you. We were hiking in the mountains. I know how much you always loved spending time outdoors. In my dream, I was following you up a fairly narrow and difficult part of the trail. I told you it was for your protection, in case you fell. It was really because I wanted to see your ass, to watch your body as you bent and climbed. You are so beautiful with your ponytail bobbing up and down. I would have caught you if you had fallen. I couldn't take my eyes off your body. You were perfectly safe. No woman has ever had a more focused and attentive trail guide than you had in my dream. But, really, I just wanted to see your body.
I, on the other hand, kept catching my erection on roots and rocks and everything else that you could imagine. It was as if the trail was trying to keep me from you. I never stopped, never faltered. Nothing could ever break my connection to you, sweetheart. Not distance, not time, not roots, branches, or rocks.
Every now and then, I was close enough to touch you... and I did. Your leg was soft and smooth, like I remember it from our nights together.
When we reached the waterfall, you were playful, trying to push me into the water, but I wouldn't let you. I didn't want to be that far from you. We sat down and watched the fish and the butterflies playing.
As much as I enjoyed the rest of this dream, that was my favorite part. Just holding you, kissing you every once in a while. Knowing that you felt safe and that you were safe with me there. This is the hardest part of being separated from you; not being able to hold you and make you feel safe.
Holding turned to kissing, which turned to... well, nothing yet. You were hot and sweaty and wanted to wash off. Rather than ruin the moment by heading to the cabin, we decided to "clean up" a little right there in the pool by the waterfall. It was cold, but I held you and kept you warm. Pretty soon we were chasing these amazingly huge fish through the pool. You swam like a mermaid, touching each one in turn. I couldn't catch any, but just knowing you did was enough. I focused on chasing you as you chased the fish.
Of course, we were skinny dipping, so there was some kissing and caressing under the water, but then we got out a blanket and made love on the huge boulders surrounding the stream.
At first you made me lie back while you licked and sucked my cock.
Then, when I was about to explode, you straddled me and slid yourself onto me; slowly at first, pulling me deep inside you. Holding me there, you rocked your hips, rubbing yourself against me, not up and down, but front to back and side to side.
The setting sun let me see every detail of your perfect body as you rode me, your luscious breasts swaying with the motion of our love.
Can't you just see it in your mind? You looking forward to the waterfall, feeling the vibration and power of the water as you rode me?
Drops of water were rolling down your neck, across the tops of your breasts, then reaching your hard nipples. Can't you feel the breeze play with the water drops as they hang from your breasts? They fall slowly, languorously, to crash into my chest as the pleasure builds.
As you roll your hips, with me trapped deep inside, you feel me swell, growing bigger, more stiff with every slow undulation, your clit rubbing against me, building, building.
I watch your face as your pleasure builds... your expression of intense concentration is almost as alluring as the sway of your breasts.
Then your eyes open, and we see each other, really see each other. You bend down and our lips meet, kissing deeply as our bodies continue to move together, tightly intertwined in growing pleasure.
I lift you off of me, your wetness clinging to me as we pull apart. Your expression is priceless. It looks like you are beginning to cry at the separation, but I quickly put you in the water, up to your knees and bend you over the same rock. Your elbows on the blanket, I enter you from behind. You are already wet, so I slide in without the slightest resistance.
You cry out with the joy of being penetrated so fully and completely. I can feel you pushing your hips back against me. Rocking as your nipples brush against the fabric of the blanket.
Holding your tiny hips firmly, I drive myself into you, again and again.
I hold out for as long as I can... I can hear you calling my name, "Fuck me, Tommy. Fuck me. Oh, fuck me hard, Tommmyyy!" I could have lasted all day, but the sound of your voice, the passion in the tone, the fact that you are calling to ME; I just can't resist, I can't stand it any longer.
As I feel my body getting ready to explode I ask you, "Do you want my cum inside you or on your face?!? Decide!!"
