"Pull down your panties!"
Lynn woke with a start, eyes open, but lying still. Will was lying nude on his side with his back to her. Now he made a strange laughing sound, paused, and twitched.
She realized he was dreaming, but his words had aroused her in two senses of the word. She wanted to let him sleep, but felt compelled to touch her lover, everywhere. She looked at the alarm clock. It was 4:30, he had to be up in half an hour anyway, she reasoned.
She gingerly reached around to his front and was surprised to find that he had an amazingly stiff, fully developed erection. At her touch, he began thrusting. Lynn helped him by licking her fingers and forming them into a tight ring for his cock to penetrate.
She questioned whether she should be doing this, but Will's body at least seemed to be enjoying it, and she loved the sensation of feeling his muscular buttocks pulsating against her stomach. She wished she had followed his command, as she no longer wanted to be wearing panties, but didn't want to let go of his rigid cock, fascinated by what was happening, not wanting to interrupt whatever was to come.
A few moments later, Will's body became very still, and his breathing paused. Softly, in case he was still sleeping, Lynn asked "Are you OK, honey?" She gently supported his erection with her hand, enjoying its weight, still marveling at its rigidity.
"Yeah, I was just having a strange dream," said Will, sounding completely awake now.
"I know, baby, it woke me up too, tell me about it," said Lynn.
Will rolled onto his back, his arms above his head, his erection unabating. Lynn pulled her sleep shirt off over her head and let it fall to the floor. She left her panties on, despite her desire to insert him into herself and ride his cock, knowing how much Will loved her panties. Instead, she straddled him, letting the soft warmth of her pantied crotch surround and massage her lover's erection.
"I can't remember it very well," lied Will. He struggled with the emotions the dream were causing him. In the dream, he had been dominating Lynn, saying and doing things to her that now made him feel ashamed.
"Well, you told me you loved me, which was really nice, but you also commanded me to pull down my panties, which was also really nice," said Lynn, her head tilted down, but her eyes looking up to Will with mischief. Will averted his gaze from hers as she ground her moistening crotch against his aching penis.
"It makes me feel bad, sometimes I feel bad even being a male from the things I see at work," said Will.
"Baby, it's OK, you don't have to tell me your dream, but you need to realize that you're a good person, and that it's safe for us to play any way we like, OK?" said Lynn, her soft voice drawing Will's eyes back to hers, then deeply into her soul. "You see a lot of the worst parts of sexual desire, but you and I are going to spend our lives exploring the good parts, OK? I love that your body is different than mine, and is stronger than mine, because you're mine, and together we're more than we could ever be alone."
"OK, that makes a lot of sense, thanks," said Will. He began rubbing his erection between Lynn's pantied labia, causing the cotton to shift and realign itself to her swelling sex.