Normally when I have erotic dreams I can somewhat control them. What I mean by that is I can place people events, desires and other things into the scene and even if I wake up, be able to return to the scene to continue. I'm also most of the time fully aware of how my body reacts to these dreams. The feel of hands, the sounds of various things and yes even taste to some degree. Although this may be colored in sometimes abstract ways, it seems as if my mind at least has a handle on how and what is going on.
This particular night was a bit different. I saw all of this as if in third person but felt everything that was going on as if I was both observer and subject at the same time, and I had no control over the events; my mind was on its own.
A candlelit room, a mist seems to just cover the surface of the bed. In that mist a man is tied to the bed with silk scarves. A woman sits in a chair nearby, in sight, but her body in shadow. The only thing you can see is the flicker of the candle caressing her skin bathing her in a subdued glow. Her nipples erect and her sex showing obvious signs of her arousal.
The man on the bed can watch her but cannot touch due to the restraints but he is totally enraptured by what he is seeing as the woman on the chair slowly pleasures herself and talks to the man. Telling him what she feels. How wet she is. Where her fingers are and what it does when she strokes herself slowly building herself up to her release. His reaction is obvious. A quickened breathing, his cock slowly getting hard, his slight struggles to get out of the ties but to no avail.
The woman's throaty whisper continues. Teasing him, arousing him, her eyes watching as his body continues to react despite his best efforts to control it but alas he cannot. His cock is very rigid and pulses slowly. Precum leaks from the tip, he feels as if she touched his throbbing dick, all control will be gone and he'll cum immediately. The tease has become almost painful to him but he is powerless to do anything.
