SEXY DREAM

In the dream I have found myself all bundled up in this mans arms and sitting on his lap. He is an old boss of mine, I worked for him years ago but now, in this dream, he is at his desk and am pretzled up on his lap, arms and legs caught and clasped underneath, trapping me, my legs hooked over and held in place by a strong enfolded arm on one side, and my back and the other side surrounded and cradled by the other.

And in this position, this place of comfort and coddling, this soothing and enveloping embrace I am feeling deeply sexual. This man is fully dressed, wearing some sort of tweedy three-piece suit, and I am naked.

I pull my arms free and hold his head in my hands, my lips to his, elbows bent, focusing. His eyes are on me, close-up, entering the space which lies behind the image I try to project. I'm trying to get my tongue into his mouth, his lips are only slightly apart, a little slit where moisture escapes and into which I want to escape to.

I can feel the slight rough and scratch of the fabric against my bottom and thighs, and underneath and near my pussy I can feel the strong thick throb of his cock. I want the strength, the hard strength to invade my turned-on pussy. It's pouting for attention now. Needs it.

I keep on trying to kiss this man, trying to get inside him, forcing my tongue into the wet depths of his mouth. I feel his hand as he runs it smoothly across my lower back and bottom, fingers sweeping towards the fullness between my thighs. His fingers brush against my moist swollen pussy, rubbing the outer lips as if he owned them, and he had the right to. I continue my preoccupation with gaining an entry to his mouth. It seems like the place I need to be and I know that when I break though into the warmth with my searching tongue he will also break through and thrust his hard cock into my waiting pussy.

At last his cock is outside of his open trousers. He has swivelled me around and his cock is stiff and upright and against my wet pussy lips. He rubs against me, turning me on as his hardness slides up and down. His mouth has opened, letting me in. I am still holding his head but now kissing him with a horny urgency. He lifts me up slightly and I slid down onto him, his stiff cock within my aching moist pussy. And we fuck, like that on the chair, all wrapped up in each other. He pulls me around and my knees are now pulled up against my chest with his arms around me holding me while he fucks me hard.  I am caught on his cock while he fucks me almost as if it has nothing to do with me.

Oh but it has, it has everything to do with me, but don't dreams create the strangest scenario's?