Only a Dream

Only a Dream

She woke slowly from a dream. It had been blurry but full of pleasure. The warm skin against her back and bottom felt like part of the dream, and she didn't realize at first that she was awake. "Ohhhhh," she sighed, as a hand kneaded her hips. Her body moved rhythmically, involuntarily, in response. "Aiee!" The kneading changed to a pinch.
Consciousness suddenly flooded back into her mind. "SHHHHHH! We'll wake the kids!" A low chuckle sounded in her ear. The sound and the warm breath combined made her shudder. "The kids are gone, remember?"
That's right, their sons were both spending the night with friends. "We can make as much noise as we want. Won't even need a silencing charm...I can make you SCREAM as loudly as I want!" A sharp slap to her hip accompanied that last. She started up, but settled back as his hand caressed the stinging flesh.
"What do you want? Hmmmm? Shall I spank you?" Another sharp slap. "Or do you want it gentle?" The hand caressed again. "You never want it TOO gentle, do you?" The caress turned to pinches- small points of pain that sent shivers up her spine. She could feel herself, already wet from her dream, now almost dripping with the need to be TOUCHED!
"Please..." she squirmed and twisted. "Please WHAT?" he said, with another low chuckle in her ear. "What? What do you need? Tell me?"
"I...I...ohhhh" This last as his fingers slid between her legs from the rear. "Is THIS what you need?"
"Yes...no...more!"
His fingers slid easily into her warm heat, and he found her pleasure spot with practiced ease. "Ohhh, ohhh god, OHHHHH!" Her pussy clenched around his fingers and her body stiffened. "Ohhhhh..." His hands came around and caressed her breasts as she came down somewhat from the high. Somehow she never came down all the way while his hands were on her.
His hand drifted lower, across her belly, teasing her hair, between her legs. "Had enough? I could let you go back to sleep? Or maybe you're still aleep and dreaming..."
"I can't sleep with you doing that."
"What? This? Or this?" His fingers found her sensitive nub and applied sudden, intense, pressure. "Ahhhh!" She tried to pull away from his fingers but he held her in place. "Ohhh, ohhh no! Too much!"
"What's the matter? Hmmmm? What do you want?"
"Ohhhh...fuck me! Ohhh, PLEASE!"
"I thought you'd never ask!" He rolled with her suddenly, so she was beneath him on her stomach. She could feel him over her from his arms on either side of her head, to his mouth nuzzling her neck and ear, to his hard cock pressing her butt, to his legs wrapping around hers. Oh my god! It felt delicious! His weight held her down as she squirmed under him, mad with desire.
Her mind was screaming "Fuck me, fuck me!" but she was past coherent speech. He laughed again in her ear as if he could hear her one thought. "Whatever you say, my love," he breathed.
She gasped as his hardness filled her all of a sudden, "Yessss", she sighed, and his voice echoed her, "Yesss." He held her tight as he began to move in and out, filling her deeper with each stroke. "Oh god, oh, harder," She wasn't sure if it was her saying it, or him, or both. She couldn't breathe. She was drowning in the pillow and she pushed it desperately aside, not caring what she knocked off the bedside table. Her whole consciousness focused down to him pounding into her as her body writhed, trying to take him deeper, and deeper still.
His pace grew frantic, spasmodic, and he cried out and raising his body off her he pushed and pulsed inside her as he came. She tightened around him and her body stiffened once more as the waves washed over her again and again.
He covered her with his body as their cries softened and gentled. Grasping her around the waist he rolled them both, still joined, onto their sides. They lay still at last, basking in the afterglow.
Suddenly his body stiffened at a sound, she raised her head to listen. A noise in the kitchen- a cough, a voice talking to the cat. It was her older son. "I guess he came home, after all."
"I TOLD you we'd wake up the kids!"
They scrambled for the covers as footsteps headed down the hall to the bathroom outside their bedroom door. The absurdity of the situation hit them both at once, and they dissolved into giggles, trying to hush each other. The sheet and blanket and quilt were all tangled and half off the bed.
"Shush!" He murmured with mock sternness in her ear as he pulled her back against him. "Act respectable." This set off another round of giggles. As she drifted off towards sleep she thought she heard his voice again, "Never mind...it's only a dream..."
She woke at dawn, and lay drowsing awhile. She felt so good! What had been dream, and what reality? Did it really matter? "It's Saturday," she thought. She smiled lazily and reached for the warm, sleeping body next to her. As her hand encircled his cock she whispered in his ear, "It's only a dream..."