All Just a Dream
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,104
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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All Just a Dream
All Just a Dream
By Siren
You know, I've dreamt about you for countless nights. I dream about your smile, your scent, your touch"¦I don't know which one I miss the most. The way you made me burn with the slightest touch, or the way you chased the world away for me. Either way, I'm missing you. Missing the way you could be so tender yet so demanding. I could get lost in you forever, and I'd rejoice in it.
Tonight is like every other night. And the dream is like every other dream. I'm sitting on the porch at my old house in New Jersey, the same night that you were "˜escorted' home by the police. I'm shivering because of the cold, but it doesn't matter. My family went out tonight without me, but I don't care because I'm waiting for you. I've been without you for far too long, and now my body is screaming for you. Consequences be damned. I feel my heart pound as I see your form walking towards my house. You step into the light coming from the porch, and I think I could cry. You haven't changed a bit. You smile warmly and your brown eyes bore into mine. I take your hand without a word and lead you into the house, leaving the world behind.
I still feel the same
though everything has changed
the pain it cost now
I feel lost inside of my own name
I don't know how we ended up in my room or how much time has passed. All I'm aware of is your arms holding me and your mouth kissing me. You taste as good as I remember, and your touch still makes me burn for you. I trip over something and fall to the floor, pulling you down with me. You stop your weight from crushing me, but never stop touching me. I won't let you stop. I can feel your excitement through your pants, and wonder if you can feel how much I've missed you. I run my hand up your shirt only to grip it and rip it down the center. The second your flesh is exposed, my hands eagerly explore it and taste it. I rake my hands down your chest and lick and nip at your collarbone. I want you so bad. And the things I want you to do to me"¦love me, hate me, fuck me, hold me, I don't care. Just don't leave me alone again.
I feel your hands pulling at my shirt and quickly take it off. I revel in the feeling of your skin against mine. It feels so warm, so soft, so perfect. Growing impatient, I quickly unzip your pants and start to pull them down. I need to feel you; I need to have you. As soon as your jeans are off, I move to your boxers. You grab my hands and pin them above my head, much to my disappointment. I glare and pout, but you simply shake your head and smile. With your free hand you reach between my legs and tease me through my pants. I writhe and whimper, but you don't change your pace or remove the barrier.
but I keep running
I am running
I keep living for the day that I\'m with you
that I\'m with you
"Please," I beg, feeling the tears begin to rise. You finally consent, and grasp the waistband of my pants. With an agonizing slowness you slide them down and over my hips, past my knees and off of my body completely. Still holding my hands above my head, you kiss my pelvic bone before licking me through my thong. I yelp and buck, but you simply tighten your hold and repeat your actions. Damn it, the heat is becoming unbearable, but you won't stop. But don't think I won't get back at you for this.
I start to tug at my hands when I feel you remove that wretched piece of clothing. You toss my thong aside and return to your previous task. I moan and writhe when your tongue glides over my clit. God, where did you learn how to do that? You continue to lick and probe until I'm dripping and begging incoherently. Just when I think I can't take it anymore, you rake your teeth over my clit gently, and I shriek and arch my back.
the past has left its stain
now I feel the shame
I\'ll seize the day
if you take away
the chains of yesterday
I think my spine is going to snap when the first orgasm crashes over me and through me. My entire body clenches and spasms before it relaxes again. But that burning, the unbearable heat between my legs isn't satisfied. It never is when you're around. Opening my eyes, I pull my hands free and shove you onto your back. Grinning, I straddle you and lower my face to your's. I lick your face clean of my arousal, and lick and bite my way down your body. I dip my tongue into your navel before kissing your pelvic bone like you did mine. I slowly slide your underwear off, like you did, and toss them aside.
I kiss the head of your dick before licking the length of your erection. I listen to your moans and feel your hips buck. Grinning, I run my tongue over the head before taking you into my mouth completely. I lick and suck gently, wanting to prolong the torture. I listen to your low moaning and find it encouraging. Releasing you from my mouth, I run my tongue along the underside of your member, following a large vein. I grin as you whimper and your hips buck. I reach up with one hand and hold you down, all the while my tongue is teasing that one vein. With my free hand I cup your balls of begin to massage them in time with my tongue. I feel you trembling beneath my touch and can't help the bit of pride that I feel.
Deciding that I've tortured you enough, I take you into my mouth again. I take in as much as I can, relaxing my throat, and proceed to slide up and down your length. I close my eyes at the taste of your pre-cum and moan. The vibrations of my moan cause you to arch your back and I know that you're close. I increase my pace and lightly scrape my teeth over the head of your cock. I hear you mumble incoherently, and take you in completely. After a few more minutes, I feel you spasm and come. I gag a bit but manage to swallow it all. Releasing your cock, I sit up and wipe a drop of your cum from my chin. I grin mischievously at you and lick my finger clean. You chuckle and reach for me. I quickly straddle you and feel your arms wrap around my waist.
but I keep running
I am running
I keep living for the day that I\'m with you
and I am waiting
I am waiting
I keep waiting for the day that I\'m with you
I feel your hands trail up my ribcage and cup my breasts. I arch into your touch, the heat of your skin causing small shocks to run through my body. How can you provoke such reactions in me? You run your thumbs over my nipples, and I let out a sigh. You push me onto your lap and sit up. You kiss me softly, than descend and lick my right nipple. I inhale sharply as you blow lightly on it and than repeat your actions to the other one. Soon my nipples are hard and you quickly take one into you mouth. You nibble on it lightly, then gently tug on it with your teeth. I cry out as you manage to walk that fine line between pleasure and pain. Your tongue swirls around the wounded nub, soothing the pain and arousin fur further. You repeat your actions a few times, then move to the other breast.
I tangle my hands in your hair, my hips grinding against your's. I feel your arousal pressed against my thigh and want nothing more than to feel it inside of me. My hands wander down your chest and I pinch and twist your nipples. You bite my breast in response and we both cry out. I feel your hand travel between my legs and slide between my folds. You moan at how wet I am, and continue to tease me. You trace my outer folds, but never venture inside. I bury my head in your shoulder, biting into your skin. Your thumb manipulates my clit while you finally slip a finger in, drawing lazy circles with it. "Oh God," I pant and shut my eyes tightly. "Do you want more?" Like you even need to ask. "More," I whimper, gyrating against your hand. You comply and add another finger. Hooking it, you thrust your digit upwards, searching. I yelp and jerk as you brush past my g-spot.
I feel you smiling as you repeat your actions. "No fair"¦that's teasing"¦" I say and nibble on your earlobe. "And my girl doesn't like to be teased?" Oh God, I love it when you tease me. I reach down and grip your shaft. It's hard and ready again, and I begin pumping it slowly. I feel your hot breath on my skin as you begin to pant. "You are somethin' else, you know that?" you asked, though your voice is choked. I nod. "And that's why you love me." I release my grip on your dick and shove you backwards. I shudder when your fingers leave me. I take your hand and bring it to my mouth. I lock my eyes with your's as I lick your digits clean.
After kissing your palm, I look down at you. It's time. I straddle your hips and slowly lower myself onto you. I wince as you fill me, but don't stop until I've reached your hilt. I open my eyes after a few moments, allowing my body to adjust. I see that your eyes are closed and gently cup your cheek. "Open your eyes," I say gently. You open them, and I get lost in their warmth. A gentle love fills me and I smile, leaning forward until our foreheads are touching. "Let me love you," I whisper and kiss you softly. After a moment, I sit up. I raise my hips and slide down again. We both moan and I continue to ride you. My movements are slow and clumsy at first, but I don't care. The feeling of you inside, filling me"¦it's too much for words.
a new day
the sun is shining
seems I\'m closer to finding
that life is more than what we hide
no way that I am turning
as long as this sun is burning
now it seems that all I want is you
I feel your hands on my hips as you guide me to a steady rhythm. I whimper as our thrusting becomes more frantic and all control is slipping away. My hair is sticking to my forehead now and our bodies are slick with sweat. I look down and see that my arousal is now dripping down my legs and coating your dick. I close my eyes and revel in the feeling of you. You're stretching me to my limit and I'm going to lose control soon. I gasp when you reach between my legs and rub my clit.
The feeling of your cock and finger are too much for me to handle. I feel my stomach grow tight as an orgasm slams through me. I become as taunt as a bowstring, and every muscle seizes. I dig my nails into your chest and rake them down your flesh. I throw my head back and cry out. I feel as though I've left my very body and gone to heaven itself. All throughout my orgasm you continue to ride me, prolonging everything. As my muscles clutch at your dick and spasm, I feel you come too. Together we ride to heaven and back, only to return as a mass of limbs of nerves.
I still feel the same
though everything has changed
the pain it cost now
I feel lost inside of my own name
When I open my eyes again, I'm staring into your own. Your deep, brown depths. I don't know how I could ever love anyone as much as I love you. You smile softly and gently stroke my cheek. I realize that I've been crying and smile back. How could anyone feel this much love and not have their heart burst in their chest? How could anyone put this sort of love into words? I snuggle closer to you, feeling you lying inside of me still. It's when I came that I felt complete. You filled me, made me whole. And I don't know how to explain how much it means to me. My lover, my confidant, my enemy, my hero, my villain"¦ I listen to you say that you love me, and at this moment I could die and be happy. This isn't the first time you said that to me, but never before has it ever meant so much.
In a time when my life isng ang awry, I need that. I close my eyes, and rest my head on your chest. I listen to the sound of your heartbeat; the sound I once fell asleep to.
"I love you."
And then the dream ended. I'm back in my room. It's early morning and the weather outside is cold and dreary. My room is cold and my bed is empty. You're back in New Jerseatinating me with every fiber of your being. I feel a cold, hollow longing fill me again as I get up and get ready for the day. You're gone, that night never happened and never will. You'll never know the truth about how much I love you. And maybe it's better that way. I pick up my English notebook and glance at once of the notes I took yesterday.
but I keep running
I am running
I keep living for the day that I\'m with you
an I am waiting
I am waiting
I keep waiting for the day that I\'m with you
that I\'m with you
"It is better to have loved and lost, than to have never have loved at all."
Like they know.
~End~
By Siren
You know, I've dreamt about you for countless nights. I dream about your smile, your scent, your touch"¦I don't know which one I miss the most. The way you made me burn with the slightest touch, or the way you chased the world away for me. Either way, I'm missing you. Missing the way you could be so tender yet so demanding. I could get lost in you forever, and I'd rejoice in it.
Tonight is like every other night. And the dream is like every other dream. I'm sitting on the porch at my old house in New Jersey, the same night that you were "˜escorted' home by the police. I'm shivering because of the cold, but it doesn't matter. My family went out tonight without me, but I don't care because I'm waiting for you. I've been without you for far too long, and now my body is screaming for you. Consequences be damned. I feel my heart pound as I see your form walking towards my house. You step into the light coming from the porch, and I think I could cry. You haven't changed a bit. You smile warmly and your brown eyes bore into mine. I take your hand without a word and lead you into the house, leaving the world behind.
I still feel the same
though everything has changed
the pain it cost now
I feel lost inside of my own name
I don't know how we ended up in my room or how much time has passed. All I'm aware of is your arms holding me and your mouth kissing me. You taste as good as I remember, and your touch still makes me burn for you. I trip over something and fall to the floor, pulling you down with me. You stop your weight from crushing me, but never stop touching me. I won't let you stop. I can feel your excitement through your pants, and wonder if you can feel how much I've missed you. I run my hand up your shirt only to grip it and rip it down the center. The second your flesh is exposed, my hands eagerly explore it and taste it. I rake my hands down your chest and lick and nip at your collarbone. I want you so bad. And the things I want you to do to me"¦love me, hate me, fuck me, hold me, I don't care. Just don't leave me alone again.
I feel your hands pulling at my shirt and quickly take it off. I revel in the feeling of your skin against mine. It feels so warm, so soft, so perfect. Growing impatient, I quickly unzip your pants and start to pull them down. I need to feel you; I need to have you. As soon as your jeans are off, I move to your boxers. You grab my hands and pin them above my head, much to my disappointment. I glare and pout, but you simply shake your head and smile. With your free hand you reach between my legs and tease me through my pants. I writhe and whimper, but you don't change your pace or remove the barrier.
but I keep running
I am running
I keep living for the day that I\'m with you
that I\'m with you
"Please," I beg, feeling the tears begin to rise. You finally consent, and grasp the waistband of my pants. With an agonizing slowness you slide them down and over my hips, past my knees and off of my body completely. Still holding my hands above my head, you kiss my pelvic bone before licking me through my thong. I yelp and buck, but you simply tighten your hold and repeat your actions. Damn it, the heat is becoming unbearable, but you won't stop. But don't think I won't get back at you for this.
I start to tug at my hands when I feel you remove that wretched piece of clothing. You toss my thong aside and return to your previous task. I moan and writhe when your tongue glides over my clit. God, where did you learn how to do that? You continue to lick and probe until I'm dripping and begging incoherently. Just when I think I can't take it anymore, you rake your teeth over my clit gently, and I shriek and arch my back.
the past has left its stain
now I feel the shame
I\'ll seize the day
if you take away
the chains of yesterday
I think my spine is going to snap when the first orgasm crashes over me and through me. My entire body clenches and spasms before it relaxes again. But that burning, the unbearable heat between my legs isn't satisfied. It never is when you're around. Opening my eyes, I pull my hands free and shove you onto your back. Grinning, I straddle you and lower my face to your's. I lick your face clean of my arousal, and lick and bite my way down your body. I dip my tongue into your navel before kissing your pelvic bone like you did mine. I slowly slide your underwear off, like you did, and toss them aside.
I kiss the head of your dick before licking the length of your erection. I listen to your moans and feel your hips buck. Grinning, I run my tongue over the head before taking you into my mouth completely. I lick and suck gently, wanting to prolong the torture. I listen to your low moaning and find it encouraging. Releasing you from my mouth, I run my tongue along the underside of your member, following a large vein. I grin as you whimper and your hips buck. I reach up with one hand and hold you down, all the while my tongue is teasing that one vein. With my free hand I cup your balls of begin to massage them in time with my tongue. I feel you trembling beneath my touch and can't help the bit of pride that I feel.
Deciding that I've tortured you enough, I take you into my mouth again. I take in as much as I can, relaxing my throat, and proceed to slide up and down your length. I close my eyes at the taste of your pre-cum and moan. The vibrations of my moan cause you to arch your back and I know that you're close. I increase my pace and lightly scrape my teeth over the head of your cock. I hear you mumble incoherently, and take you in completely. After a few more minutes, I feel you spasm and come. I gag a bit but manage to swallow it all. Releasing your cock, I sit up and wipe a drop of your cum from my chin. I grin mischievously at you and lick my finger clean. You chuckle and reach for me. I quickly straddle you and feel your arms wrap around my waist.
but I keep running
I am running
I keep living for the day that I\'m with you
and I am waiting
I am waiting
I keep waiting for the day that I\'m with you
I feel your hands trail up my ribcage and cup my breasts. I arch into your touch, the heat of your skin causing small shocks to run through my body. How can you provoke such reactions in me? You run your thumbs over my nipples, and I let out a sigh. You push me onto your lap and sit up. You kiss me softly, than descend and lick my right nipple. I inhale sharply as you blow lightly on it and than repeat your actions to the other one. Soon my nipples are hard and you quickly take one into you mouth. You nibble on it lightly, then gently tug on it with your teeth. I cry out as you manage to walk that fine line between pleasure and pain. Your tongue swirls around the wounded nub, soothing the pain and arousin fur further. You repeat your actions a few times, then move to the other breast.
I tangle my hands in your hair, my hips grinding against your's. I feel your arousal pressed against my thigh and want nothing more than to feel it inside of me. My hands wander down your chest and I pinch and twist your nipples. You bite my breast in response and we both cry out. I feel your hand travel between my legs and slide between my folds. You moan at how wet I am, and continue to tease me. You trace my outer folds, but never venture inside. I bury my head in your shoulder, biting into your skin. Your thumb manipulates my clit while you finally slip a finger in, drawing lazy circles with it. "Oh God," I pant and shut my eyes tightly. "Do you want more?" Like you even need to ask. "More," I whimper, gyrating against your hand. You comply and add another finger. Hooking it, you thrust your digit upwards, searching. I yelp and jerk as you brush past my g-spot.
I feel you smiling as you repeat your actions. "No fair"¦that's teasing"¦" I say and nibble on your earlobe. "And my girl doesn't like to be teased?" Oh God, I love it when you tease me. I reach down and grip your shaft. It's hard and ready again, and I begin pumping it slowly. I feel your hot breath on my skin as you begin to pant. "You are somethin' else, you know that?" you asked, though your voice is choked. I nod. "And that's why you love me." I release my grip on your dick and shove you backwards. I shudder when your fingers leave me. I take your hand and bring it to my mouth. I lock my eyes with your's as I lick your digits clean.
After kissing your palm, I look down at you. It's time. I straddle your hips and slowly lower myself onto you. I wince as you fill me, but don't stop until I've reached your hilt. I open my eyes after a few moments, allowing my body to adjust. I see that your eyes are closed and gently cup your cheek. "Open your eyes," I say gently. You open them, and I get lost in their warmth. A gentle love fills me and I smile, leaning forward until our foreheads are touching. "Let me love you," I whisper and kiss you softly. After a moment, I sit up. I raise my hips and slide down again. We both moan and I continue to ride you. My movements are slow and clumsy at first, but I don't care. The feeling of you inside, filling me"¦it's too much for words.
a new day
the sun is shining
seems I\'m closer to finding
that life is more than what we hide
no way that I am turning
as long as this sun is burning
now it seems that all I want is you
I feel your hands on my hips as you guide me to a steady rhythm. I whimper as our thrusting becomes more frantic and all control is slipping away. My hair is sticking to my forehead now and our bodies are slick with sweat. I look down and see that my arousal is now dripping down my legs and coating your dick. I close my eyes and revel in the feeling of you. You're stretching me to my limit and I'm going to lose control soon. I gasp when you reach between my legs and rub my clit.
The feeling of your cock and finger are too much for me to handle. I feel my stomach grow tight as an orgasm slams through me. I become as taunt as a bowstring, and every muscle seizes. I dig my nails into your chest and rake them down your flesh. I throw my head back and cry out. I feel as though I've left my very body and gone to heaven itself. All throughout my orgasm you continue to ride me, prolonging everything. As my muscles clutch at your dick and spasm, I feel you come too. Together we ride to heaven and back, only to return as a mass of limbs of nerves.
I still feel the same
though everything has changed
the pain it cost now
I feel lost inside of my own name
When I open my eyes again, I'm staring into your own. Your deep, brown depths. I don't know how I could ever love anyone as much as I love you. You smile softly and gently stroke my cheek. I realize that I've been crying and smile back. How could anyone feel this much love and not have their heart burst in their chest? How could anyone put this sort of love into words? I snuggle closer to you, feeling you lying inside of me still. It's when I came that I felt complete. You filled me, made me whole. And I don't know how to explain how much it means to me. My lover, my confidant, my enemy, my hero, my villain"¦ I listen to you say that you love me, and at this moment I could die and be happy. This isn't the first time you said that to me, but never before has it ever meant so much.
In a time when my life isng ang awry, I need that. I close my eyes, and rest my head on your chest. I listen to the sound of your heartbeat; the sound I once fell asleep to.
"I love you."
And then the dream ended. I'm back in my room. It's early morning and the weather outside is cold and dreary. My room is cold and my bed is empty. You're back in New Jerseatinating me with every fiber of your being. I feel a cold, hollow longing fill me again as I get up and get ready for the day. You're gone, that night never happened and never will. You'll never know the truth about how much I love you. And maybe it's better that way. I pick up my English notebook and glance at once of the notes I took yesterday.
but I keep running
I am running
I keep living for the day that I\'m with you
an I am waiting
I am waiting
I keep waiting for the day that I\'m with you
that I\'m with you
"It is better to have loved and lost, than to have never have loved at all."
Like they know.
~End~