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As I Prepared fo Sleep Last Night

As I prepared for sleep last night  
I put my nightshirt o'er my head  
Sheets were turned so I could enter  
Her vision came to me instead  
 
My poetic muse came into view  
“There is no reason for that shirt  
Remove it so you're naked  
I'm here, for more, than just to flirt”  
 
I removed my shirt and I was nude  
She came more clearly into sight  
Her perfect breasts were swaying  
Soft music playing in the night  
 
Her painted nails on finger tips  
Spread her lower lips with haste  
Her clitoris was swollen  
“Come to me, and have a taste”  
 
Was this a dream and just a fantasy?  
I pinched myself and had a feel  
Of the standing nipples on her breasts  
I sucked upon them, they were real  
 
I kissed along her rib cage  
Back and forth from side to side  
On the way I tongued her navel  
I had the scent of her as guide  
 
My hand massaged her flowing wetness  
She softly hummed the present tune  
My bedroom curtains open  
We were lighted by the moon  
 
Its rays fell upon our bodies  
Her vulva glowed for me to dine  
I kissed and licked her pussy  
The taste of it was so devine  
 
She sucked my length and licked my girth  
She nibbled on my nuts  
She hummed and strummed upon them  
Our fingers fucked each other's butts  
 
My cock was at attention  
Thick and slightly less than six  
I plunged it in her pussy  
And the two began to mix  
 
My balls were bouncing off her cheeks  
As my cock base bottomed out  
I leaned to kiss her luscious lips  
She began to scream and shout  
 
“Fuck me harder baby!  
So you can feel my butter rum  
Paint the hot walls of my pussy  
With the pulsing of your cum!”  
 
“You know I've cast my spell on you  
I am not with you as we ball  
Once again I am your fantasy  
And it's a wet dream after all”
Written by eightmore
Published | Edited 29th Aug 2023
Author's Note
My dreams and my fantasies almost always satisfy
Seldom are there any flaws, or if there are, I will deny.
Real life isn't like that. Sometimes it's good. Sometimes not such.
Maybe some day we'll find out, with the prescence of her touch
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