Lust

He woke from a deep slumber. Something wasn't right. He lay in bed listening. Nothing out of the ordinary. He must have been dreaming. He closed his eyes. Slowly, he started drifting back to his dream. He had been dreaming of her. Of holding her, making love to her. It had been so long since he had last seen her.

"I must be dreaming," he thought. He could smell her smell, her perfume was wafting through the air. Either he was dreaming, or he was imagining things. There could be no way for him to be smelling this smell.

He heard his bedroom door open and close. He was awake now. This was real, happening now. He sat up in bed peering towards the door, dumbfounded that anyone was actually in his room, especially at this time of night. Looking intently, he made out a figure move through the shadows and approach the bed.

As he drew breath to utter a shout of alarm, he was silenced by a simple "shhh." Without another word, or sound, she climbed into his bed. Her body was beautifully naked and exquisite to his eyes. The mooonlight coming in through the windows illuminated most of her naked body, leaving the best parts in shadow. Not really believing his eyes, he watched her lean in for his kiss. He felt her warm lips on his, opening wide with desire, her tongue sliding into his mouth.

No words were necessary. He couldn't control himself. Some form of animal took control. He pulled her tight into him kissing her to her soul. So deeply that for a time they breathed in harmony, exhale for inhale, lips still locked, tongues playing around. He rolled her onto her back and looked down upon her face. He couldn't believe his luck, but he wasn't going to question things. There were other things on his mind.

He leaned his head down, and kissed the side of her neck, drawing an instant response. Her breathing quickened, her nipples harden under his chest. He could feel the desire of her pussy radiating out from her crotch. He wanted to drink from that well so bad, but he had other things that he had to attend to first.

He slowly made his way down her chest, nipping her skin slightly with his mouth, Every time he touched her with his lips, he could feel the skin pebble with her anticipation. He made his way to her breasts, and laid his head between the ample globes. He breathed her scent in deeply, his penis was rock hard, and dripping. Soon, soon he would find his release. Kissing her diamond hard nipples gently, he alternated between one breast and another. Each time finding the nipple harder. He gently sucked a nipple into his mouth, mimicking the suckling of a child. She moaned in agony, she needed release, and he was teasing.

Moving his mouth further south, he found her clit with his tongue, gently flicking it, causing her to inhale sharply. He then sucked it into his mouth and rolled it around. He could smell her cum leaking out of her pussy. She needed to be sucked dry. He placed his mouth over her vagina and started lapping her juices. She cried out in pleasure and came again, hard, clamping his head between her legs like a vice. He just licked and sucked until she rode it out.

As her orgasm subsided, she pulled his head up for a kiss, cleaning her juices from his face. He was so hard it ached, but before he could do anything, she had wrapped her hands around his cock and pulled him into her hot, wet, aching pussy. As desperately horny for fulfillment as she was, he didn't waste any time but pushed himself as hard into her as he could. He could feel her cum again, her pussy walls pulling him deep, her nails digging into his shoulders as she pulled him deeper.

Now was his time. With a practiced stroke, he started pounding her pussy as hard as he could. Using his weight, he just kept thrusting deeper and deeper. Her orgasms were non-stop by now, but he didn't stop. Over and over he thrust, deeper and harder. He felt the end of her, her wall. He was as deep as he could possibly go. He kept thrusting, but knew his climax was near. It had been a long time since they had joined in union.

Feeling his cum rising in him, knowing that there was no stopping it, he pushed as hard into her as he could.As she gasped with pleasure, he kissed her as hard as he could, taking her exhaled breath and filling her with his cum. It was too much for her, and she finally went over the edge.

As she lay there, legs trembling from orgasm, he rolled her onto her side. Even though he had cum, he was still rock hard. Slowly lifting her upper leg, he pushed his throbbing cock into her wet hot cauldron once more. She moaned in contentment, liking the feeling of being filled.

As they drifted towards sleep, he wondered if this was really a dream? He would know when he awoke. But for now, now there was this beautiful sex-starved lover whom he was inside. She was moving her hips slightly, he knew she was ready to go again, he was still rock hard. He smiled, dream or no, he was going to sleep good after all the sex.