I could feel warmth enveloping me as I drifted into sleep. It felt rather cozy and felt nice as I slept.
Strange... I'm aware I'm asleep? Is this a lucid dream or something?
"It is similar, but no. That is not what this is," a loud melodic voice resounded all around me.
"What? Who was that?" I asked, snapping my eyes open and spinning around, seeing nothing but gold light in every direction. I realized I wasn't standing on anything, but floating.
This is weird...
"Yes, this is quite different from the physical world," the voice said. I realized it sounded feminine... and pleasant. "To put it simply, this is the space of your imagination. It is similar to the idea of being a separate world that is linked to your mind. We are currently using this space to converse."
"...uhm. Ok. Maybe I am dreaming," I said out loud.
"No, I'm afraid not. Would you feel more comfortable if I created an avatar to converse with you?" the voice asked.
What? Like she's going to be visible?
"In a word, yes," she answered my unspoken question.
"What the hell! Why can you hear what I'm thinking?" I asked, both annoyed and uncomfortable.
The gold light shrank itself together, leaving behind white light. The gold light became the silhouette of a woman, and then solidified into a naked woman. She had sun kissed skin, long luminescent gold hair, and bright yellow eyes that had literally glowing irises. She had an hourglass figure;, flat smooth tummy, wide hips, large tits that were bigger than DD and centered with pink nipples. I noticed she had no hair anywhere other than her head, which flowed down to her ass in a wavy fashion. Her glowing hair was weird, but it worked for her. I looked her and up and down, and found myself wanting to kiss her plump lips, which smirked as I thought this.
"Your inward spoken thoughts are no different than your outward spoken thoughts in this realm. Even your thoughts that are not formed with words come across... rather clearly," she finished with a wink. So she knew that I was in complete awe of her beauty and was nearly convinced I had died and gone to heaven, as this could be nothing but an angel in front of me.
"You aren't too far off. But no, you have not died, and you have not gone to what you thought of as a place named heaven. I am what has inspired the idea of angels, but that is not a term we use for ourselves," she said. She paused to give me a moment to digest before continuing.
"You will come to remember all of this in time, so there is little point in explaining it now. I have come to you now because the situation has changed. I can no longer keep the stability ongoing without your intervention and guidance, and maybe even your strength," she said. Her face was filled with a mixture of sorrow and worry. It was a heart breaking sight. Then I realized what she said.
"What? None of that made any sense at all. I don't even know you, how could I have been helping you before? And... everything else. Just, what?" I was rambling. I didn't understand what she was talking about at all. She gave a sigh.
"I see. I will have to slow down and ease you into this," she said. She closed her eyes, considering how to proceed. After a moment I found myself feeling awkward.
"Excuse me, uh, miss... angel?" I started. She opened her eyes and smiled.
"Well this is as good a starting topic as any. My name is Meekale. I am often referred to as the Archangel Michael in this current time, and have been the source of many similar roles throughout time. I am the First Servant to the One Before All. In other words I could be called the second in command of the Firsts who serve the One Before All. Yes, I know what you're going to ask. The One Before All is what humans refer to as God. Or some variation such as Odin, Zues, Allah, whatever the less popular ones were... You'd really need to ask a record keeper if you wanted to know them all," she started going on a tangent. Her eyes widened as she realized she was wasting time.
"Ah, we will have to discuss this another time. More time has passed than you notice in this realm. You should be waking soon and I have pressing issues to handle. Until next time..." she said as she faded away.
I woke up with a feeling of fading warmth. I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling.
What the fuck was that? I think I preferred the nightmares...
I looked over at Lexi lying next to me. She had her back to me as she lay on her side. I rolled over and pressed up against her, and put my right hand over her tummy as my chest pressed into her back.
"Mmm, hey lover," she said and pushed her bum back into my crotch. Her delicious ass immediately elicited a twitch from my cock and it started to grow. I happened to be angled just right for my growing erection to press into the crevice between her thighs, poking through to the front of her once it reached full mast. The top of my shaft rested against her pussy lips, which I could feel getting more wet by the second.
"Well that was easy," she said as she smiled. She moved her hips and grinded on my dick a bit, getting a gasp from me and a throb from my cock.
"It's because you're so hot, woman," I said. This was half true. It helped that I had been ogling Meekale the amazingly hot angel in my dreams, but that was not something I was about to say out loud. I also didn't want to think about it. I reached up and grabbed her left tit with my right hand, getting a pleasured gasp for my efforts.
"Never tried wake up sex before..." she mumbled. I took that as an invitation. I pulled my cock away from her crevice slowly, feeling her pussy as my dick rubbed along her slit. She bucked her hips a bit at the stimulation, giving me an irresistible urge to thrust back into her crevice, hard.
"Mmm... that's a nice feeling," she groaned. I had to agree with her astute assessment. I pulled back again slowly until I was barely in her crevice, and then pressed back in. My cock head pressed against her pussy lip's opening and she moaned at the pressure. At first we both thought it might go in, but it plopped out instead, getting a gasp of surprise for Lexi. I continued to rub in between her thighs and more or less slowly fucked her without entering her.
"Ohh... this is so different... but I love it," she was saying while suppressing moans.
"Ya, try squeezing your thighs together babe," I suggested. She moved her right kneed forward a little and let it drop, which allowed her thighs to press together, and then flexed her thigh muscles. The ensuing tightness was almost too much for me to handle.
"Oh fuck that's tight," I groaned. Luckily her pussy juices were all over by this point, so even though it was tight I still glided in and out of her legs nicely.
"Oh this feels amazing," Lexi said hotly as she shook her thighs to get more movement between us. "I think I'm going to come just from this," she mewled.
Thinking of making her come had me pressing in harder and faster. Pretty soon I felt my own orgasm approaching.
"Me too Lex, I'm coming!" I grunted. She was already there as she couldn't move her hips anymore. She clenched them together and arched her back. I felt her crevice get more slippery as her juices flooded my pumping cock.
"Ohhh Shane I'm cominggg!" she practically sang. That was enough to send me over the edge as I started thrust hard and slow, squirting a load with each difficult thrust. Then I pressed in and held still as the rest shot out in front of her.
We were both sweating panting messes. We laid there for a while, cuddled as closely as we could until we almost fell asleep again. Lexi was the first to break the silence.
"I think I need a shower, Sir Cumsalot," she said and giggled at her bad joke.
"Good one, sexylegs," I replied, attempting to be as equally lame. Probably more lame really. She giggled anyway.
"I think I can believe you, seeing as you actually fucked my legs!" she said happily. She rolled to her back and smiled at me. I chuckled at her comment.
"I sure did. I'd it again too," I replied with a smile. "But let's go shower."
