When Lucid becomes Legitimate

I see her.

Perfection in the form of a woman, though no face, only a smile.

Her soft hands gesture for me to approach, without so much as lifting a finger.

I walk, completely entranced with every step, heart pounding through my chest.

her delicate voice entices my desires,"Papi", she whispers as our bodies meet.

I run my hands around her hips, goosebumps, followed with a tremble of her lips.

My eyes see hers, Green, and like windows, they show me a future any man would envy.

A passionate kiss, the energy tears our clothes off in an instant, heaven.

I lift her atop a cloud, my fingertips grip her thighs as I run my mouth across her chest.

her nipples stiffen, she exhales, I nibble and inhale, drawing the cold air over them.

her hands on my head, fingernails clawed as she pushes me down and thrusts her pelvis up to meet me.

Her feet thrown over my shoulders, her ankles locked behind my back.

she embraces my tongue as though it were made for her, her first orgasm.

She quivers and rolls over, looking back at me with intent, I am harder than ever before. 

I penetrate, her body shaking more with every inch, and with every thrust our energy pulses together. 

Her hair wrapped around my hand, fist clenched, the other gripping her throat, drooling, drenched.

I feel her body as though it were mine, two souls with bodies intertwined.

we role, she's on top of me, a goddess in motion, a ride like no other, like waves in the ocean.

another orgasm, her eyes crossed, her body tense, her grip leaving me with a feeling. immense.  

The overwhelming sensation grows, I close my eyes, only to open them and find myself in my bed. 

My partners legs wrapped around me so tightly, our bodies locked in a tantric rhythm.

she's cumming, sheets gripped, her legs tighten on my hips.

edging closer, her moans commanding me to cum. I shake the sensation and thrust my masculine energy into her.

she erupts with pleasure, it sends me into a frenzy, I explode.

I awake the next day, not knowing which was real, which was imagination or whether it was all a dream.

her smile the only evidence. 

 

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