I am laying sound asleep in my bed, dreaming about the girl I would like to have a romp with. I know that I am curled up to my husband but then I hear him say something.
I hear another voice go "shhh."
I think it's a female but I am too lost in my dreams to know for sure. There is a long silence and I feel him get up. Not really caring I curl up into a ball intent on finishing my dream. I drift off again and time has passed before I wake up again.
I start to wake up, feeling a hand playing with my nipple but I don't think anything about it. until there is a soft breath on my ear.
"Wake up good looking!"
It's not my husband. Quick thinking tells me that it's a small hand with a soft touch awakening me, or is this just part of my dream? I open my eyes to a beautiful, massive set of tits with light colored areola just inches from my face, and above them, a face that could light up the heavens.
Out of the corner of my eye I see my husband sitting on the edge of the bed; smiling and I realize that this is no dream. My focus however very quickly turns back to the beautiful globes in front of me. Light colored areolas with decent sized nipples are presenting themselves to be pleasured. I tentatively reach out to feel, wondering if this is really happening.