This is a story I wrote several years ago. Im not sure what category an author I'd like to be, but this is a bit of fun with a little wishful thinking in it.
I heard the news when I got home from work. Papa had passed away in his sleep and the funeral would be back in his hometown. It hit a little hard as he was a favorite of mine. During my childhood I had spent many summers at their house and enjoyed almost every day. Papa would take me on his errands and we would sing his old country songs in the truck. I will miss him and his gentle way of living.
I drove the 3 hours to his hometown and stayed at the old homestead house with the rest of the family. My room was in the basement and Grandma smiled at me when she said it was the best room in the house.
Being tired from the drive I quickly stripped off my clothes and slid under the covers. By the time my head rested on the pillow I was asleep. It didn't take long to drift into dreamland. Damn it was a good dream too!
I dreamed an older man came into my room and pulled back the covers to see my body. In my black panties and sheer bra, he liked what he saw. His fingers drifted softly along my torso and slowly outlined my panties. He slid his hand inside and began rubbing my clit like his hands were magic. Immediately I was in the beginning stages of an orgasm. His fingers slipped into my wet pussy, first one, then another, then three fingers working my cum hole with perfection. He stopped and used both hands to remove my panties and threw them on the ground beside the bed.
On his knees at my feet, he grabbed my calves and spread my legs apart. Laying on top of me, he drove his large cock into me and began fucking on me like I was a rag doll. As petite as I am, he could do anything he wanted. I'm 5'2" and 114 lbs without clothes on and I definitely had no clothes on in this dream. I don't know how it was possible but once inside me, his dick seemed to swell to 3 times the thickness it had when he started. Damn it felt so good working back and forth over my clit and into my vagina. He knew what he was doing and soon I was moaning like a whore and sweating from all the activity. It wasn't long before I was enjoying the best orgasm of my life! He continued to fuck me through the orgasm and didn't feel like he was going to stop anytime soon. Throughout the night he continued to pound on my pussy and blow my mind. Finally, it was clear he was about to finish in me. His dick grew rigid and he started the familiar grunt while he drove rope after rope of cum deep inside me.
Suddenly he was gone -- something I was used to from the parade of guys who used me regularly -- and I fell fast asleep in a state of bliss.
Shortly after the dream finished, I woke up and looked around the room. The glow of this amazing dream was still in my body as I pushed back the covers and stepped onto the floor. On the floor by the bed were my black panties. I was naked from the waste down and very wet between my legs. I thought that my dream must have seemed so real that I had slid off my panties while I slept.
Pulling on my jeans and a t-shirt I went upstairs to be greeted by the family. Everyone was in the kitchen and had started eating a big breakfast Nana had made. She asked me if I slept well and I replied with a 'I'm not sure,' and she smiled at me again.
The rest of the day was more about funeral arrangements and greeting well wishers at the house. Papa had been a popular guy with the locals, and they wanted to pay their respects. The day moved slowly, and I found myself drifting off trying to remember parts of my wet dream. Night fell and I headed back down to my room to get some more sleep before the funeral tomorrow.
As I had hoped, my dreams started soon after I fell asleep. The same old man stepped into my room and started the same routine. He pulled back the blankets, began stroking my breasts again, but then he stepped back from the bed. He looked at the door and with his hand he made a motion that seemed to say, 'come on in.' Another man came into the room and into my dream. He was also older, I had to guess they were both in their 60s. In the daytime, I would not even think of fucking someone their age, but here in the dream it all made perfect sense.
