Imagining You

I woke to the sun's dim light just before it broke the horizon. There was no need to wake so early, but it was my habit to wake with the early morning light so I curled in close to big-spoon my partner, wrapped my arms around her, and simply enjoyed the quiet. I dozed in and out of sleep and lost track of time. Soon my partner was wiggling her hips closer to me in a way that asked if I wanted to wake up but stay in bed.

"You were moaning in your sleep last night," she said quietly. Again her hips wiggling into me feeling the excitement of the morning

"Oh yeah? I woke up feeling a little worked up, but I don't remember my dream."

"Do you ever wake up not feeling a little worked up?" There was a hint of a flirtatious, teasing tone in her voice. She knew she was building up the tension. She rolled over and faced me wrapping her legs in mine as she moved. My hands slid under her long sleep shirt and pulled her closer by the small of her back after slipping my thumb under the waistband of her panties.

"You never seem to mind." The sexual tension was definitely building. She kissed me and then rolled to her back inviting and coaxing me with her hands and legs to crawl on top of her. I happily obliged, kissing her deeply as I slid comfortably between her legs giving away how horny I really was upon waking; despite not remembering the dream, my body knew.

"Tell me about the fantasies you've been having," she said, flirtation in her eyes, as she raised her hips to greet my hard bulge between her legs. "You always have sexy dreams when someone's on your mind."

"I've been thinking a lot about a friend that I met on the internet. We've been chatting online and sharing the sexiest pictures. She travels and is in another part of the world, but still, sometimes I can't get her off my mind." I was getting harder and my partner was now slowly rubbing her panty-covered clit against me slowly up and down.

"You wish she lived here?"

"Yeah, I wish we knew each other in real life. She turns me on so much, but I'd rather touch her than myself you know."

"Close your eyes and imagine that she is in your bed. Show me how you would make her come." My partner knows me well. She knows that I love to make other people come. She calls it my fetish. I closed my eyes and let my imagination wander.

I leaned in and kissed you, softly at first and as your passion greeted my lips, I returned it joyfully. We kissed for a few minutes, our tongues exploring each other. Slowly, I moved from kissing your lips to exploring your jaw and neck. Your quiet groan increased the pressure in my pants and I pressed down between your legs. Your hands ran down my back, grabbed me by the ass, and pulled me into you as you rubbed yourself against me slowly up and down.

I kissed slowly downward across your collarbones before working my way down over and around your breast with my lips. I could see a memorable picture of you just waking in your bed with your beautiful breasts peeking out like an invitation to explore under the covers. I kissed around the edges and then between, up, and around the other breast in a wide figure 8, and then back around moving closer to and teasing your nipples as I felt your beautiful breasts heave with the breath of desire. Finally, after my third teasing pass around, I took your nipple in my mouth. I sucked it firm then played with it using my tongue, which I let switch between soft caressing rolls, swift firm flicks, and gentle circles, hinting about the end of this teasing exploration of your body. I made my way down across your belly and paused in the soft skin between your hip and your leg. When your hips opened and rose up to meet my lips, I made my way back to the other nipple before returning to the other hip.

By the time I returned, your hand was in my hair and you were slowly raising your hips in a slow steady rhythm. I slowly kissed all the way down to the lips barely covering your opening. I kissed with the passion with which you had kissed me just a few minutes ago. My tongue slipped between your lips and slid slowly between them to the top where I found the hard little mound of your clit. I circled it with a wide soft tongue before starting again at the bottom and working my way back to your clit with my lips and tongue. I listened closely to your breath, noticing the places where it caught so I could bring you ever so slowly toward orgasm. I repeated my exploration of your sweet-smelling flower until I had read your cues well enough to know exactly how to tease you and how to push you over the edge.

I could feel you getting closer by the movement of your hips and the beautiful moans you let out as I flicked my tongue over and around your sensitive button. You started to quiver just before you came and your orgasm was hard enough that your hips bucked against me. The moan you let out, deep and sensual, left me wanting to start the whole process over and make you come again, but you quietly said, "Come here, I want to kiss you." I crawled back on top of you and our lips embraced. You lifted your hips. As I slipped inside, I knew that this was going to be one of the best fantasies of my life.