The Dream

He is the dream.

He’s that dream.

The one that wakes you from the deepest sleep at three a.m.

Some nights, with nothing more than a lone finger. Tenderly running the length of your naked body as your breath is soft and sweet and easy. Tracing the contour of your delicate spine with its trembling tip as you lie on the side of the dark and your delicate heart beats in time with each whispered word, with every memory, with the intensity of his yearning and his sensual kiss.

And on others, with the carnal need and insistence that electrifies your very soul. The hands that prise you apart then prize you, stroking the pearl of your pleasure until your thighs shiver and splay, until your glistening cunt silently calls and begs for his perfecting flesh. The mouth pressed into your ear as he fingers your tight, wet heat. The ravenous tongue circling each rising peak of your breast as his weight bears down upon you and he finally eases his hard thickness inside you to the hilt, filling you so completely you both cry out in ecstatic anguish, shattering indelibly the stillness of the night.

He is the dream.

He’s that dream.

The one my mind and body refuse to release, to erase, to forget.

  1. John Brownstone 2015.05.18 8:17am

    I think we were in the same dream together.

  2. obsessed 2015.05.18 8:40am

    nice of you to say so…… oh …not me…..ah ….sorry…..that’s my dream 🙂

    • Cheeky Minx 2015.05.24 10:41pm

      We’re in your dreams and reverie? You’ve made my day, obsessed…

  3. osbasso 2015.05.18 9:57am

    Your dreams are far better than my dreams… :-/

  4. Ian 2015.05.18 11:30pm

    I don’t dream…. I snore! 🙂

    • Cheeky Minx 2015.05.24 10:47pm

      If you were beside me, you’d get zero sleep.

      Snoring solved! 😉

      • Ian 2015.05.25 4:29pm

        I would enjoy that…
        perhaps you could wear me out so much that I would have no energy left to snore with?
        🙂 xx

  5. Jack (and Jill) 2015.05.19 9:26am

    As it turns out, you’ve popped up in my dreams from time to time.

    • Cheeky Minx 2015.05.24 10:48pm

      Now there’s an admission that leaves me swooning…

  6. the late phoenix 2015.05.20 1:14am

    when i met you in the restaurant
    you could tell i was no debutante
    you asked me what’s my pleasure
    a movie or a measure?
    i’ll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming
    dreaming is free :*

    • Cheeky Minx 2015.05.24 10:49pm

      Shall we continue our free versing in bed? 😉

      (Thank you for the fabulous poem, gorgeous…)

  7. Ember 2015.05.22 1:59pm

    Reading this first thing in the morning had me asking myself if I just had THAT dream… pulse racing… shallow breaths… xo

    • Cheeky Minx 2015.05.24 10:51pm

      I’m certain you’ve had this kind of pulsing, breathtaking dream many times over, my lovely… x

  8. Malin James 2015.05.24 4:34pm

    Mm.. that is just gorgeous. You caught that particular feeling of longing for someone very specific so perfectly.

    • Cheeky Minx 2015.05.24 10:51pm

      This is high praise from you, Malin. Thank you… x

  9. Bhp 2015.05.29 1:15pm

    It’s in my nightmares that your delicate spine, although vivid, remains entirely beyond my touch.
    And the only shiver is in this realisation.
    And the ravenous hunger only serves to madden further, deeper.

    The life of your loyal followers isn’t without its pains.. CM.. but it’s oh so enthralling.
    And worth every blissful second.

    • Cheeky Minx 2015.05.29 6:13pm

      Since we’re on the subject of bliss, I have to confess it is your presence that leaves me enthralled, your words that incite my own hunger.

      As far as I’m concerned, the pain of distance is a trifle when I consider the erotic and sensual reverie your thoughts inspire in me, Bhp…