My dream. So vivid. So real. Yet, in some ways, surreal. I woke up trembling, aroused. I could feel my heart racing. Still a little groggy, I sit up. To my left, my husband lay sleeping, unaware of the erotic visions dancing in my head. Would he want me to share those visions? I'm sure he would but for now, I just need to catch my breath.
Do I think about sharing my bed with another woman? Sure, of course I do. What woman doesn't, and any woman who says something to the contrary would be less than truthful. Sleeping with a man and another woman? I think of that from time to time. Are these real fantasies of mine? Not really. I don't consider either a fantasy that I act on. So am I surprised about my dream? Yes, you bet. But more surprisingly, I'm surprised at how aroused I am. Does this mean that I was a latent lesbian? I don't think so, but boy am I turned on.
My dream begins with Jess and me. The bedroom is large and dark with only a few strategically placed candles providing a low, flickering light. We lay together on an inviting king sized bed. Chris watches our every move as he sits across from us in a cushioned easy chair. The room is filled with Jess' perfume; oh Jess' wonderful, fragrant perfume. I'm drowning in her sweet bouquet.
Jess and Chris are unfamiliar to me. I don't remember meeting them. Jess is petite, delicate, and sexy in her yellow and blue sundress. Her shoulder length blond hair, pretty face, and smooth tanned skin are great package, and her pert breasts weren't in need of support from a bra; nor was she wearing one. Chris is attractive with strong features. His salt and pepper hair makes him look a tad older than his true age, but it fits him. His day-old facial stubble gives him a sexy look, and I like what I see.
Jess' touch is electric, so soft and warm, so tender. Goose bumps trail each caress, and I quiver when I feel her warm breath on my neck. Jess' skin feels like satin against mine; it's a delicious sensation. She lifts my hand up and pulls it against her cheek, gazing into my vulnerable eyes as she caresses my cheek with my fingertips. It's exhilarating when she kisses my hand before taking my middle finger into her mouth. I shiver when Jess begins gently sucking it, rotating her tongue around it while gauging my reaction. Her eyes are full of passion. Her lips are parted just slightly as I watch my slender finger slide into her mouth. She presses my middle and index fingers together as her tongue circles them. My breathing becomes heavier and I feel wetness between my legs.
I run my fingers through Jess' soft hair, gently moving her bangs to one side of her forehead before grazing her with a soft kiss, a peck. She releases my fingers and places her left hand on my thigh, gently caressing the inside with her fingertips. I shiver again and instinctively part my legs, allowing her easier access. I caress her cheek and chin and trace the outline of her lovely face with my fingertips. Jess closes her eyes and sighs as her fingers creep a little higher up my thigh. They feel like soft feathers against my skin. Her pinky just grazes my panty line, as it rides upward between where my thigh ends and my pelvis begins. I close my eyes and I sigh. More wetness, more goose bumps.
I lower my hand and place it on Jess' thigh and she responds by placing her hand behind my neck, pulling me closer. I can feel her warm breath on my face. She kisses my cheek. My breathing becomes more labored. Opening my eyes for just a moment, Jess reassuringly pulls me closer. There is no urgency, no rush. She looks deeper into my eyes, seeking permission. There's a slight pause before our lips touch for the first time. It's a brief kiss and she pulls back and opens her eyes, looking for a reaction. I open my eyes and gaze into hers. Nothing needs to be said.
I glance at Chris sitting in his chair, unable to keep his eyes off of us. He's clearly excited and I see his hard-on strain beneath his shorts. He has removed his shirt and unbuckled his belt, anxiously awaiting his turn with us; that is inevitable, but for now he's content just watching.
Jess' hand leaves my thigh. She caresses my face and with both hands and pulls me in closer for another kiss. I close my eyes. This kiss lasts slightly longer, more prolonged. I gaze into her eyes and lean back on the bed with my arms behind me. Jess turns and puts both arms around my waist. We're face to face again. She closes her eyes and leans forward. I close my eyes too, expecting, anticipating, wanting. A short pause, only a second or two, adds even more eroticism to an already erotic moment. Her lips touch mine as her soft tongue lightly brushes against my lower lip. I intuitively part my lips slightly, signaling acceptance. I'm feeling more wetness between my legs as the tip of her tongue penetrates my mouth, so soft and warm. She softly moans into my mouth as our passion grows quickly. Our tongues meet, mine gently probing the fringes of her mouth before entering more deeply. My tongue finds Jess' and they perform a pirouette in each other's mouths, slowly, softly, effortlessly. This is new, unfamiliar, yet frighteningly comfortable, natural, and very sexy.
Jess pulls back again. "I want you" she whispers, and softly kisses neck. I place a hand behind her head and close my eyes. Her kisses are so gentle, so soft, and so sensual.
"I want you too", I mutter. "Please take me" I add.
My nervous fingers find the back of Jess' sundress and find the zipper. Without hesitation I slowly unzip her dress. Jess moans as back becomes exposed. I run my hand from her tailbone to her neck and she sighs again. Unobstructed by clothing, her skin is silky smooth and wonderful to touch. My fingers are entwined in her soft blond hair as Jess tilts her head back.
Jess is more aroused now, and more brazen. She kisses chest and slides my left spaghetti strap down to my elbow. I gasp return the favor, sliding the left strap of her sundress down to her elbow. She abruptly sits up and looking lovingly into my eyes, pulls her sundress over her head and onto the floor. Her white lace panties are all that remain.
Both kneeling, facing each other, I immediately lean forward to cup her pert breasts. We kiss again, more passionately this time. We're in another world. Nothing else matters except giving and taking each other's unbridled passion. Our mouths are one, tasting, sucking, sharing. I love her taste. My panties are moist. I want more. I need more.
Still kneeling, Jess breaks away and lowers the other strap to my dress, then lifts it up and over my head in one effortless swoop. I unhook my bra, slip it off, and discard it on the floor. My breasts are also now fully exposed. Jess gazes at me and we kiss, our breasts touching, lightly rubbing against each other. I feel her erect nipples against my breasts; such a turn on. My panties are damp and I begin to smell that familiar muskiness, the scent of sex, my sex.
Jess pulls away and lays me on my back. Her fingers trace an outline from my face to my neck, then snake between my breasts, stopping at the waistband of my panties. She bends over to lightly kiss my stomach. Her breath is warm and her lips are soft. Her kisses are gentle, soothing, and arousing. I'm breathing heavier and my nipples are fully erect. My fingers tremble, not from nerves or from cold, but from the passion that's building within. Her lips leave my stomach, only temporarily I hope, as her fingers slip underneath my waistband. Slowly but effortlessly, Jess removes my panties. I lift my hips slightly to accommodate her and moments later, they're removed and I'm completely exposed. Jess looks adoringly at me as she brings my panties up to her face. She closes her eyes and inhales for a brief moment before discarding them to the floor. The floor is covered in a small pile of undergarments, a sexy sight to behold.
Jess slowly removes her panties, her eyes never leaving mine. She is cleanly shaven. She is beautiful. I lift my knees and spread my legs slightly. It's an invitation. She accepts and begins kissing my left knee, then my right before her tongue slowly snakes its way along the top of my thigh. Jess gently kisses and licks her way toward my middle and I close my eyes and feel her warm breath on my pubes. A drop of wetness trickles from between my legs onto the bed sheet. She's in complete control. I'm completely submissive to her.
I'm taken by surprise, expecting her tongue to land between my legs but instead, she kisses upward toward my breasts, leaving a trail of glistening saliva behind. Jess' journey to my breasts is unbelievable sexy and I run my fingers through her silky hair as her warm, wet mouth engulfs my right breast. I shiver and sigh. Her warm wet mouth feels incredible. When the tip of her tongue finds my nipple, I moan.
