Sweet Dreams

What did I dream last night, sir?

I saw you there, next to me, raking my naked body with your eyes. There was a glint there in your eye that was unmistakable.

Your thumb was on my clit as two fingers were shoved inside my cunt. My hips rolled forward, wanting more than anything to feel them piston inside of me. I grab onto the headboard and arch my back. When I fail to make your fingers move, I can’t hold back my whimper. You laugh that laugh that reminds me that you are completely in control here. Not me. Still, I can feel my desire escalating, i arch higher and harder. As my hips land back on the mattress, you wiggle your fingers inside of me and I roll towards the sensation. Wanting more. With a chuckle, you start to pump your fingers inside of me and out of me a slow steady rhythm. My whimper turns into a whine. ’More. More. More please, sir’.

I try to increase my pace to increase his, but he just laughs and stops again. ‘Fuck!’ I yell out in frustration. I hear you tsk-ing. I lift my head to try to beg you with my eyes, but what I see tells me there will be no quarter given. All I see is your arched eyebrow raised at me. Damn it. As my hips continue to rock I attempt to gather my thoughts, but all my body can think of is what it wants and wants NOW! ’Sorry, sorry, sir. Please, please, sir, start again, please. I’ll be good this time I won’t swear. Please sir. Please. I can’t, I need. As my pleas become more frantic, my body speeds up as well. Thrusting, rocking, pushing anything to feel those fingers dive deep back within my cunt, filling me. I try to control myself, but I can’t. My whimpers return, becoming louder, insistent. As your fingers slam into me, my head falls back ‘Yeeeees. Oh yeees.’ Your fingers speed up, I match your speed, stroke by stroke with each dive, the speed increases. My whimpers turn into gasps. My head flails from side to side. My heels dig into the mattress. ’Sir, sir, I’m gonna spray. Please, please, please, sir. Please, now, now, please, sir, please. I become unintelligible as my body takes over my mind. I feel a third finger join the other two. Oh hell! I feel the pressure and tension stretched thin throughout my body. I thrash madly as his fingers pounding in and out of me, taking it all. ’I can’t sir, I can’t. Can’t. Wait. Now. Now. Please. Please. Now. I. Please.’ My pleas turn to grunts as the pleasure tries to overrule my mind. One word. One fucking word. I can’t even speak anymore. Words have left me. My whole body rails against the pleasure all the while taking it, needing it and wanting more. I barely recognise the screeching sounds as coming from my mouth. My eyes roll back in my head. My breath comes out in short gasps. My whole being is on standby.

‘Come,’ he says so quietly, in bizarre juxtaposition to the manic state that I am in, but I hear it. With a scream, my whole body lets loose. I can simultaneously feel the liquid spraying from my body and the wetness squelching as his fingers drive into me as I take and take and take. One screaming orgasm after another as wave after wave of orgasm hits, rolls and makes room for more. The air is filled with my non stop screams of ecstasy as my body clamps onto his fingers and rides them like it’s the last time I’m ever going to come. I can’t stop myself. I can’t slow down. I grit my teeth and rip even more out of my body. I shove my cunt up and make him take me. I want more. I must have more. Every muscles is tensed and in motion as I pump myself on his fingers. He need not move them anymore. My base desires have taken over and I’m going to fuck his fingers until I cant see straight. I rise and thrash and push. Clutching my cunt muscles tight around his fingers. I can hear his laugh in the background, but I just don’t care. I am going to fuck his fingers so hard and for so long he’s going to be pruny. As my gyrations continue, I bite down on my lower lip. I vaguely register the blood trickling into my mouth, but I still don’t care as yet another orgasm shakes through me. Oblivion. I can feel it. So close. So close. If I can just push that little bit harder. That little bit more. That’s all I need. All I need. I fuck and fuck, my whole body taking possession of his fingers and I open up my mind. I let go of my control. An ear-shattering scream resounds in the room as yet another stream comes flying out of my body. The pleasure rips through me, tearing me apart in the most delicious way. I let go of everything and I feel as if I’m floating above the bed. A haze falls, and I am gone.