I wake slowly - groggy - halfway between worlds. I'm on my back, and there is weight on me and movement.

Sometime ago, either minutes or hours in the ether of sleepytime, you had a dream. You have no recollection of exactly what went on in this reverie, but you awoke wet between the legs and with a tingle that wouldn't quit. Ignoring the buzz was not an option - your banana dream has put a monkey on your back. You could take care of business with your own devices, but you're next to me. Instead, you use those devices to stir me, unconsciously, to raise the tool of your relief.

I start to get the picture as I feel the pressure of your body pushing down on mine. Your hair brushes my face. Your scent is heady but beautiful - the warm scent of sex and slumber settling on my being. I start to come into the conscious world more and I note how much I'm turned on. I flex my groin a little. My sex is rigid, and bounces off the heavenly, soft, smooth skin of your butt. I can feel a little of your moisture on my skin as you push your pelvis against mine.

Your shoulders rise. You arch your back as you reach back, between your legs, between mine. Your fingers brush against my balls. The skin is tight and sensitive as your hand feels up my shaft, then grips my cock just enough to direct it toward the area that interrupted your slumber. Firm head finds drenched opening. A little push from me, a little push back from you, a little half-moan-half-grunt from you, and a sharp breath from me. We're joined.

If I had my wits about me better I might resist the depth, but that's not happening now. Your pussy is soaking and hot, and I concentrate on feeling every bit of it engulfing me. You take five seconds to lower yourself all the way down my cock, and stay there for a while when you reach your destination, getting used to the feel of me. You savor the depth. I feel you flexing your sex around my girth, giving me a good squeeze.

You contract your legs, moving up my length...

I wake slowly - groggy - halfway between worlds. I'm on my back, and there is weight on me and movement.

Sometime ago, either minutes or hours in the ether of sleepytime, you had a dream. You have no recollection of exactly what went on in this reverie, but you awoke wet between the legs and with a tingle that wouldn't quit. Ignoring the buzz was not an option - your banana dream has put a monkey on your back. You could take care of business with your own devices, but you're next to me. Instead, you use those devices to stir me, unconsciously, to raise the tool of your relief.

I start to get the picture as I feel the pressure of your body pushing down on mine. Your hair brushes my face. Your scent is heady but beautiful - the warm scent of sex and slumber settling on my being. I start to come into the conscious world more and I note how much I'm turned on. I flex my groin a little. My sex is rigid, and bounces off the heavenly, soft, smooth skin of your butt. I can feel a little of your moisture on my skin as you push your pelvis against mine.

Your shoulders rise. You arch your back as you reach back, between your legs, between mine. Your fingers brush against my balls. The skin is tight and sensitive as your hand feels up my shaft, then grips my cock just enough to direct it toward the area that interrupted your slumber. Firm head finds drenched opening. A little push from me, a little push back from you, a little half-moan-half-grunt from you, and a sharp breath from me. We're joined.

If I had my wits about me better I might resist the depth, but that's not happening now. Your pussy is soaking and hot, and I concentrate on feeling every bit of it engulfing me. You take five seconds to lower yourself all the way down my cock, and stay there for a while when you reach your destination, getting used to the feel of me. You savor the depth. I feel you flexing your sex around my girth, giving me a good squeeze.

You contract your legs, moving up my length again. I feel my way up them with both hands, working over their curves to the contour of the bottom of your ass. I grip your cheeks as you start to move your sex more freely up and down mine. I love the sensation of feeling your butt muscles moving as you pump my cock with your pussy. You're going harder now. Your hands are on my shoulders for stability, and your torso is working. Your breasts dance in front of my face. I reach out my tongue to feel a nipple slide across as it bounces to the rhythm of your pounding.

My body is fully awake, and is responding to yours thrust for thrust. My hips rise to yours as I hold your ass and pump. You gush. You moan. The tension in you is now a contraction, and the knot gets tighter and tighter, and you halt the dance as you finally get the relief you were after when you awoke. You're in a bliss, panting, moaning. I don't let you rest for long, though. Before you're off the mountain I'm moving under you again, increasing the tempo of my thrusts. When you came your pussy gripped my dick hard, and I'm in an uproar about it.

One hand has made it's way up your back, and now I'm holding your shoulder firmly with that hand and pressing your butt with the other. I press into you to make sure you feel all of me, and hold it for a moment, then start thrusting again. You're bouncing on me as I work the jones. I feel that knot in my now. It starts at the bottom of my balls, and slowly works its way up my shaft like mercury in a thermometer. You respond - your temperature rises a second time, and your pushes and the sounds you make tell me you're going to come again. We're slapping body against body now, both closer and closer, and we reach it at the same time. It's noisy with all the vocalizations and bedspring sounds as you gush, I gush into you, and we're as high as we can get.

You collapse in a heap on my chest. I squeeze you all up and down in my arms. You give my ear a little nibble, then roll off. We maneuver our bodies around a flood stage wet spot, getting comfy as you lay on your side, facing away, my arm around your torso. "Nice dream?", I ask. "Yeah", you lazily reply, relaxing your tired body, tingle subsiding.