It's a summer evening, the air thick with humidity and the distant hum of cicadas. You lie atop your bed, the silky fabric of your baby doll nightie clinging to your skin, peach silk panties barely covering your ass. The day's heat has left you restless, and despite your best efforts, sleep claims you.
Your dream begins with a haze of sensation. You can hear moans and groans, the unmistakable sounds of people lost in passion. Giggling echoes through the darkness, and suddenly, you feel hands on your body. They're gentle at first, teasing, tracing the curves of your hips, your waist, your breasts. The baby doll is lifted off, the cool air of the room brushing against your naked skin. Your panties are removed, and you gasp as fingers find your nipples, rolling them between skilled fingers.
"You're so responsive," a voice murmurs in your ear, hot breath sending shivers down your spine. You can't see who it is, but the voice is deep, familiar, and it sends a thrill through you.
The hands on your body are relentless, exploring every inch of you. They slide down your thighs, pushing your legs wide apart. You can feel your pussy lips being pulled wide, exposing your clit to the cool air. A finger slides inside you, and you arch your back, a scream of pleasure tearing from your throat. You're so wet, so ready, and the finger inside you curls, finding that spot that makes your toes curl.
"Fuck, you're tight," the voice growls, and you can feel a presence between your legs. You can't see, but you know it's Julian. His fingers withdraw, and you whimper at the loss, but it's quickly replaced by the thick head of his cock pressing against your entrance.
"Please, Julian," you beg, your voice breathless. "Fuck me."
He doesn't need to be told twice. With a single, powerful thrust, he's inside you, filling you completely. You moan, your nails digging into his back as he sets a punishing pace. Each thrust hits that sweet spot, and you can feel your orgasm building, coiling tight in your belly.
"Cum for me, Jacinta," Julian commands, his voice a low growl. "I want to feel you cum all over my cock."
His words push you over the edge, and you scream as your orgasm crashes over you. Your pussy clenches around him, milking him, and he groans, his own release following quickly. He collapses on top of you, both of you gasping for breath.
You wake up, your body tingling, your pussy still throbbing with the phantom sensations of your dream. You're naked, the sheets tangled around your legs, and the room is empty. Was it just a dream? You can still feel Julian's touch, his cock inside you, and you can't help but slip your hand between your legs, your fingers finding your clit.
You're still so wet, so sensitive, and it doesn't take long for your fingers to bring you to another orgasm, this one real, your body arching off the bed as pleasure washes over you. You collapse back onto the bed, your breath coming in gasps, your body slick with sweat.
Was it just a dream? Or was it something more? You can't help but smile, your body still humming with pleasure. Either way, it was fucking amazing. And if it was just a dream, well, you can't wait to see what next night's dreams bring.