As she lay in her bed night after night, all she could think to her self is I wish that my dreams would come true. Every day after work she would rush home. She had friends at work, but lately she didn't even bother with them. Her work as a lawyer meant a lot to her, but when it was 5pm she wouldn't go for drinks anymore. She just rushed off home as fast as she could.
Last night the dreams had gone a step farther. She was half a second from seeing his face. From knowing his name. And that was all she could think of all day. The judge almost found her in contempt when she was caught daydreaming in the middle of a trail. And judge Hernandez was not an easy judge to get along with. But now that the day was over She could not wait to get home.
As she parked her car in the garage of the apartment building, she noticed things were very quiet. Very unusual for this time of day. She promised herself that she would look over the journal that she started after the third dream. She was going to make sense of this once and for all. The weekend had finally come and she had 2 days to get to the end of the dream.
"Do you really want to?" A voice came to her out of the darkness of the garage.
Startled, she halted her pace to the elevator. "Who's there?" Allyson looked around. Nothing had ever happened to her here. Not in 5 years of living here. No sound came back to her. Shaking her head, she dismissed the voice as her excitement over the dream. Heading to the elevator she went up to her apartment without any other incident.
Ally tossed her keys on the table next to the door where she always left them. Hung her jacket on the hook, and place her briefcase next to the table on the floor. She went farther in and felt the usual flood of relaxation come over her. She went into the bedroom and began to remove what she liked to call her monkey suit. After slipping into a pair of sweats and a form fitting tank top, she went into the kitchen to start making a salad for dinner.
Sitting at the table with her salad and the journal, Ally started to thumb through the pages remembering how she felt after each episode of the dream. With each night she woke with a feeling of longing for more. Like she had the beginnings of the best foreplay she had ever experienced. Her panties would be soaked with her juices, and her pussy would be so achy that she would have to bring herself to climax. Either that or not be able to function all day at the office.
The first dream came to her a month ago. She could never see his face. But she always felt his hands on her body. Caressing her breasts and neck. Feel his breath hot on her skin. She could also touch him. But after her fingers first touched his skin, she would awaken with a start. This lasted everyday for a week or so.
The second part of the dream started just like the first. But this time she could touch him. And Ally loved the feel of his skin. So soft save for the muscles underneath. And now he talked to her. His words came to her quietly and with a great deal of emotion. "I have wanted you for so long. And now I have you. I want to make you feel how you have made me." His petting of her body never ceased. His hands massaged her thighs and spread them wide. She felt his breath, hot on her shaved pussy. Just as she was about to beg him she woke again.
The third dreams started off like the first and second. But this time she felt his mouth on her. Licking at her like he was a starving man. Ally would tangle her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer to her. She could feel his tongue lapping at her opening as if there was a precious nectar there. Her hips writhed against his mouth like they had a mind of their own. At the point where she thought she would fall over the edge, he would pull away from her. "Until next time, my love. Yes I said it. I love you. And, we will move farther along, but slowly." And she woke again.
This time she would end the torture. She wanted him. She more than wanted him. She had grown to love him. And wanted him to come out of her dreams. She had thought about the plan to finish this for the past few days. She had gone to her doctor and told him that she was having trouble staying asleep and was in desperate need. She had prescribed a sleep aid that would help keep her asleep. But she warned her to use it only when she didn't have to work. That way she wouldn't risk her job.
Allyson sat at the table and looked down at her salad. After coming out of her deep thoughts she noticed that she hadn't eaten. She nibbled a the salad, anxious to put her plan into action. She was determined to tell him how she felt and what she wanted. After she couldn't stomach anymore of the salad she stored the remainder in the fridge. Ally headed into the bathroom and showered. Standing in front of the medicine cabinet, She reached for the prescription of pills and poured one into her hand. "It's now or never." she thought and swallowed the pill with a glass of water.
Walking into the bedroom she began to feel a wave of sleepiness come over her. "The pill could not have worked that fast. What is going on?" Another wave hit her when she heard the voice again.
"Come to me, my love. I am waiting for you?"
"I want you to. I am coming." Ally made it to the bed and collapsed onto the sheets just before sleep overcame her.
There he was. Standing in front of her, But she still could not see his face. She had made up her mind that she was going to do things that she wanted to do in this dream. As well as let him touch her. Now was the perfect time to try. She raised her hand to him and ran her fingers through his hair. As much as she wanted to see his face. The more she tried to bring his face into focus the more it blurred in front of her.
"I want to see you. Let me see your face." Ally said in a whisper.
"Not yet. I am not ready to show you yet." his voice came breathy. She could tell that her nearness was starting to bother him. "I do want you near me now. You don't know how much I want you." Somehow she new that he was looking straight into her eyes.
"I don't want the same dream this time. I want to give you what you have given me." Ally couldn't believe how similar the words that she had just spoken sounded to his. "I want to give you pleasure also." She wanted to touch his face. Wanted to kiss him. But she was afraid that the blur of his face would make him disappear if she attempted to do that.
She stepped closer to him and kissed his neck instead. Giving the nape a little nibble. She could finally smell the musk that came from his skin. I made her dizzy with lust. Fighting to keep control of herself, she ran her hands up his arms to his chest. Memorizing his shape with every inch. Her lips followed the line of his shoulder downwards, till she made the decision to move to his chest. Kissing every spot her lips could find, he hands kept up their exploration of his body. His back. His hips.
"MMMMmmmmmmm. What are you doing to me?" The moan came out almost like a growl. Full of lust and passion.
"Do you want me to stop?" Ally said giving his navel a lick.
"No. Never stop. Oh god, never stop." he gasped between breaths.
His erection was standing at attention right in front of her. She pulled her lips from his body and stared at the organ. Fascinated by it. The shape and girth of the thing made her heart skip a beat. She had been with only three men in her life. And they were all long term relationships. But he made all of them look like school-boys. Now she new this dream was of no one she knew intimately. She layed her hands on his shaft, sliding her ands over it. Down, up, down, up.
"Aaaaahhhhhh! Stop! I can't last." he almost screamed at her. But his fingers remained gentle on her. She knew then he didn't want to climax just yet. She quickly slid her hand to the base of his shaft, and began to gently squeeze. Not hard but enough pressure to stop him like he wanted.
