FIC: Dream Stage
Edited May 17, this is considered the first in the Alone Series
Title: Dream Stage
Author: Me! Lorraine
Category: POV, Fem porn, original fic, my first ever posted! Woo!
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sleep fantasy about a fictional lover
Dream Stage
I dreamed of my old lover last night. In it, I entered her room while she was asleep and slowly started to nuzzle her belly, breasts and neck. She stirred under the touch of my lips and looked up at me sleepily.
Without a word she rose onto her knees and gestured for me to lie down. I smiled, pleased that she knew what I wanted without my having to ask. She straddled my shoulders so that I was trapped and slowly lowered herself onto my mouth.
With my arms trapped I could only please her with my mouth, so I did, licking her in a slow stripe that went from her vagina to the dewy shadowed area at the top of slick quickly puffing folds of flesh. There I dug my tongue in and started the glide back down, but only as far as her clitoris. There, I pierced the little triangle with a stab of my tongue and heard her gasp above me.
She started to ride my mouth, smothering me, so I stopped. She moaned, frustrated and backed off just a little, I could breathe again, so I rewarded her with a circular pat with the flat of my tongue. Another cry broke free above me, but this time she remained patient and let me set the pace.
This had always been my favorite part, even more so than my own orgasm, the drive forward, pulling back, starting again until her thighs were quivering against my cheeks and warm musk was dripping down my neck. This was when I finally surged forward, and gave her what she wanted. I listened to the soft high cries and profanity filling the room, until her hard clitoris was spasming against my tongue and I felt her entire body shudder.
She finished above me and I was close, oh so close, almost there, until something, probably knowledge and loss, woke me up and I realised I was alone. My body curled in on itself, like a wounded animal and I finished myself, biting off the cry as I climaxed because it seemed pointless to give an empty room that which had always been hers.
Eventually I fell back asleep, if there were further dreams, I don't remember them.
Title: Dream Stage
Author: Me! Lorraine
Category: POV, Fem porn, original fic, my first ever posted! Woo!
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sleep fantasy about a fictional lover
Dream Stage
I dreamed of my old lover last night. In it, I entered her room while she was asleep and slowly started to nuzzle her belly, breasts and neck. She stirred under the touch of my lips and looked up at me sleepily.
Without a word she rose onto her knees and gestured for me to lie down. I smiled, pleased that she knew what I wanted without my having to ask. She straddled my shoulders so that I was trapped and slowly lowered herself onto my mouth.
With my arms trapped I could only please her with my mouth, so I did, licking her in a slow stripe that went from her vagina to the dewy shadowed area at the top of slick quickly puffing folds of flesh. There I dug my tongue in and started the glide back down, but only as far as her clitoris. There, I pierced the little triangle with a stab of my tongue and heard her gasp above me.
She started to ride my mouth, smothering me, so I stopped. She moaned, frustrated and backed off just a little, I could breathe again, so I rewarded her with a circular pat with the flat of my tongue. Another cry broke free above me, but this time she remained patient and let me set the pace.
This had always been my favorite part, even more so than my own orgasm, the drive forward, pulling back, starting again until her thighs were quivering against my cheeks and warm musk was dripping down my neck. This was when I finally surged forward, and gave her what she wanted. I listened to the soft high cries and profanity filling the room, until her hard clitoris was spasming against my tongue and I felt her entire body shudder.
She finished above me and I was close, oh so close, almost there, until something, probably knowledge and loss, woke me up and I realised I was alone. My body curled in on itself, like a wounded animal and I finished myself, biting off the cry as I climaxed because it seemed pointless to give an empty room that which had always been hers.
Eventually I fell back asleep, if there were further dreams, I don't remember them.