It began with a touch...the minute, imperceptible tracing of a single finger down the curve of my hip, in the soft black velvet of my dreams. I felt warmth...heat against my back, and I moved my body towards the heat. My eyelids were too heavy to open, so I lay in the warmth, enjoying the closeness. My mind couldn't seem to focus, just aware of the light caress. I sighed as I enjoyed it.
Gently, my eyelids were touched; they stayed closed embracing the darkness. I could feel warm breath waft intimately against my neck and back. A hand began a lazy exploration of chest... fondling... stroking... circling the rigid peaks of my nipples until I felt a silken cord begin to tighten within my stomach. I could feel my cock become heavy as it moved from its rest on my leg.
The touch caressed the hollows of my throat... hot... wet... in the dark... in the night. As the touch continued ever downward, stroking my stomach...moisture started leaking from my tumescent penis.
I gasped as they probed lower, gently stroking my cock...leaving me trembling. Tenderly, hands started massaging my testicles and I spread my legs on autopilot. My legs were further nudged apart and the heat from the body nestling my back descended toward my spread legs. Tenderly, with an ease born of experience, my thighs were spread apart and forward...and a velvety mouth placed kisses over my crotch. I moaned in approval. the rigidity of Her arousal seeking access within the soft molten core of My body.
A moan... lost in the velvet hush of the room. "Ohh, God...oh please..." I moaned into the stillness of the room. The room started swimming again and as I started to reach orgasm I slipped into a black hole like I wasn't even there.