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Have you ever had a dream that seemed so real you remember it as if it were a memory? An imaginary lover that is burned into your brain? This is my story of a powerful dream that has stuck with me. Over the years small details of the dream have blurred a bit with fantasy, but this re-telling is as accurate of a retelling as I can provide.

I found myself face first in a 69 with a lovely lady of my dreams. Nice body, great tits, luxurious long brown hair that looked perfect even as she attacked my pussy with her eager tongue. She would lick up and down my slit, dart lightly over my engorged clit, teasing it to perfection. Her fingers were magic as she stroked and touched me in all the right places. She was driving me to the point of distraction, making it hard to return the favor.

Her pussy was over me as she was kneeling doggy style as I was lying beneath her, propped up on my elbow to gain the height I needed to be able to lick successfully. In my hand, I held a small vibrating toy that I used on her when I wasn’t licking her pussy. I would like to think I gave back as good as I got, but I was still learning the ways of pleasuring a woman’s body. I had been doing my best to hide my lack of experience by eating her pussy with extreme enthusiasm. I had already done all the tricks that I knew and in a moment of desperation recalled the wise words of Sam Kinison, use your tongue to make the letters of the alphabet when eating pussy. I had nothing left my bag of tricks was empty. I took my Hail Mary pass and hoped it was meant as real advice. With my tongue, I flicked Z, Y, X, then lightly brushed her clit with the vibrating toy. L, M, N, O, P, used the toy again, A, B, C and so it went, letters, toy, letters, toy.

I was feeling quite proud of myself when felt something soft and furry bush me. Her dog, a beautiful Australian Cattle Dog had found its way into the room and mounted her right above my head. I was now looking at dog balls and a tiny bit of pink thrusting at my partner’s pussy. I was rightly peeved at being displaced by this newfound lover. My anger eased as I gazed up, saw that the little pink tip was growing longer with each thrust. In a few moments, the dog thrust its way into her. I laid below watching, which I decided was now the best seat in the house. The dog’s penis continued to grow. Occasionally, I felt the sprinkle of her juices mixed with the dogs cum splatter on my face. I ignored it as I watched the deepening strokes in utter fascination and envy. I wished it was me submitting to the powerful dog.

My lover had stopped pleasing me and focused on the absolute pleasure she was receiving from the throbbing dog cock driving into her. It was at this point I remembered the little toy and decided that I should join in the action. I brushed the toy lightly against her clit, I held it so that every time she pushed back at the dogs thrust it would be there, lightly stimulating her. She moaned in pleasure, a low bestial moan. I watched every muscle in her body tense up for a moment and then released in an explosion of pleasure.

The dog was oblivious and continued his thrusts, driving himself deeper and deeper into her warm accepting pussy. I could see the base of his cock swell. Soon it disappeared into my dream lover. She was lost in a sea of pleasure; the world having melted away for her. It didn’t take long before the dog finally stopped thrusting and began to spill his seed deep into her. I continued to use the toy to apply rhythmic light pressure to her. I could see that the ocean of pleasure was about to overcome her once again. I felt like the deepest part of her soul was screaming in pleasure as her next orgasm washed over her.

After a few more minutes the dog was starting to gently work on pulling his knot and penis from her pussy. It was in this moment that I realized my mistake of not getting out from underneath them. With a pop, I watched the dog’s penis jump out of her pussy and a gush of sticky salty liquid streamed upon my face. As quickly as the dog arrived it disappeared into the corner. I watched it begin to clean itself of the remaining juices that coated it.

My dream lover laid in a heap of exhaustion. The multiple orgasms sapping her energy. My own clit was throbbing with desire and unreleased sexual energy. It was at this point that I woke up. It took me a moment to realize it was all a dream. I turned and looked at my husband who was sleeping soundly next to me. I laid there a few moments to clear my head, then I adjusted my pillow and went back to sleep in the hopes to see my dream lover again.

 

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4 Comments
  1. katejim 1 month ago

    Wonderful story, loved it.

  2. TheeGorgeousJill 2 months ago

    Wonderful story, sounds like my kind of fantasy

  3. likestowatchinnc 2 months ago

    If you want to see your dream lover again try lucid dreaming. There are supposed to be methods to achieve lucid dreaming.

  4. 2 months ago

    so very sensual

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