“You can eat and you can live honey? And… What is it you think you have to eat to live?”
Julia was speaking very seductively as she asked me those questions. And… Just having woken from the dream… Well… My response to her question was so spontaneously witty I could have shot myself. “Damn Brian the Snoozer,” I muttered.
Julia was totally enjoying this. I could tell just by the tone in her voice. She playfully grabbed my morning wood under the covers and tried to say in a stern tone of voice, “Do not diss Mr. Snoozer.”
But… She couldn’t do it and started laughing uncontrollably for a few minutes. Her laugh was a bit on the infectious side and I couldn’t help laughing a bit myself even though I was still feeling clinically brain dead.
But after a bit, we both settled down and Julia said, “Why don’t you tell me about it while I work on this a bit,” indicating that she wanted to ride the wood. “I mean, if you don’t mind,” she said teasingly. “It’s just so big and hard this morning and…” I cut her off with a kiss and shifted over so she could slide on top of me.
“Are you really sure you want to talk about this now?” I asked her flirtatiously. “It might not be your cup of tea and… Well… It could be a real buzz kill, if you know what I mean,” I added.
She slid me inside her and kissed me deeply as she helped me to reposition the pillow under my head and neck better. Then she giggled and said, “You do have a point but… Yeah… I want to know about this eating and living business. You never know where it might lead.” She then giggled again and very slowly began grinding herself into me so that I was penetrating her to the fullest extent that she could handle.
I could tell by her breathing that she was really wound tight and wanting a bit more than just a slow comfortable screw and light chit chat. So, without warning and making like I was just going to stroke her hair, I suddenly grabbed her shoulders and raised my hips slightly; this motion driving me the rest of the way into her, which caused two things to happen.
She immediately let out a involuntary gasp of pain from me stretching her about a half inch more than she could comfortably handle. But I ignored this and forcefully ground myself into her for about a minute until I could tell she was ready to cum. When she was right at the end of release, I eased up on her shoulders and lowered my hips back down to the bed as her orgasm washed over her. And… Yeah… The sheets needed changing from all that wetness, “Again.”
She collapsed against me with me still inside her saying in a small shaky voice, “What about you? You should get to cum, too. You do want to, don’t you?”
I simply smiled at her and said, “Eventually. But right now, I’m just enjoying the feel of you. Is that ok?”
She let out a shaky laugh and said, “Of course it is. I don’t know how you knew to do that. How you knew that pushing me down hard on you like that would get me off so intensely. But… Thank you. That was amazing.”
She then said in a more recovered voice with a warm glow in it, “Now… About this you can eat and live thing?”
So I told her about my dream. I explained my action of giving other people who had no food yet the food that was given to me as we sat in a dining room together. I told Julia how this went on until I was told that I could eat and I could live just before the dream ended.
She listened very intently before asking, “You feel guilty sometimes about having more than other people you care about?” I nodded.
She then sighed and asked, “But you do know that everyone needs to find their own way, right?” I nodded again.
She then traced my lips with her finger before kissing me lightly and said, “I do understand how hard it is for you to stand by and watch things go on in other people’s lives that you know full well you can fix. I do get that. But I’m pretty sure that you know it doesn’t really do more than put a patch on things. People will keep experiencing the same issues over and over most of the time because it’s a lesson they need to learn for themselves. It’s not as common as we’re led to believe that people need help in solving their problems routinely. The media likes us to believe that but God doesn’t.”
She then said softly, “I’m sure you’ve already worked all of that out though. I’m guessing you’re just seeing the dream as an update, right?” I nodded again.
“It’s all good,” she said, “To coin a phrase.” She then said, “You’re still extremely hard down there. Maybe I can help you do something fun with that?”
I smiled and said, “Oh… I don’t know.” I then asked, “What did you have in mind?”
She then suddenly flipped off me and over onto her back, sliding down towards the foot of the bed as she did so, saying, “69 Me and we can both eat and live a little.” She then giggled at the look on my face and said, “Come on over hear. I want to take you into my throat and swallow you when you cum. I’ll guide. It will be good. I promiss.”
“Wouldn’t it be better if you were on top?” I asked her. She said, “I’m living dangerously,” with a warm glow in her voice that radiated a love that could be felt miles and miles away. “I want to do this for you and I know how much you like pleasuring me.” She then added playfully, “Don’t be shy now.”
So, I moved into position over her and we… Well… No body drowned and… It was a super intense erotic experience for both of us.
And… That was only the awesome start of the erotic experiences that we had today. We just couldn’t seem to keep our hands off each other and… Well… The girl is totally spent and sleeping on the sofa in the living room at the moment.
So… Yeah… I think that after I shower and change the sheets I’ll do her the small favor of transporting her sleepiness into bed. And then what we’ll do for Valentine’s Day tomorrow? Well… “We shall see.”