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A fantasy by Mr. Johnson

As I jetted across the country on my way to a meeting, I find myself dozing as I always do on planes. Its been a stressful week so far and my colleagues are in the back of the Citation X playing hearts. As the odd man out, I have an hour to myself and can catch up on some sleep. Normally, I don’t remember dreams, but this one was vivid for some reason.

I had decided to rent a nice suite to relax and entertain in. My first guest showed up about six.  She came looking wonderful as usual and I popped the bottle of Conundrum I brought for us. I was excited for her to try my favorite white wine. I noticed her purse (if that’s what woman still call the oversized bags they carry nowadays) was on the larger size. We sipped the wine and caught up as it had been awhile since we had seen each other. She said she had several surprises for me. One was a magic elixir.  We sipped the wine, elixir and continued to catch up. Soon I noticed a wonderful sensation come over me. It was like a dream in my dream.
My redhead (I did mention she was redhead right?) friend asked me if I trusted her? This kind of caught me off guard, but I had no reason not to, so naturally my response was “of course”. “Well than why don’t you go in the bedroom and get comfortable while I get ready” she said with a grin on her face.  She returned from the bathroom shortly in a sexy black outfit with her oversized bag in hand.

She repeated “you trust me right?” and with my positive response handed me a black blindfold and asked me to put it on. Considering my state of dreaminess and the anticipation that had built up, I was more than happy to.

While I couldn’t see what was going on, I sure could feel it. Several different textures (human and non) over my entire body. I didn’t know what or where the wonderful sensations would come from next. Warn sweet breath in my ear; Feathers and moist lips on my neck and nipples; A moist tough in my naval; light pecks on and around my cock, which was at full attention. After about 15 minutes of “body worship”, all of a sudden the attention stopped. I could hear her as she was moving about in the room, but the touching and caressing had stopped.  Finally I heard Red say, “lift up one patch of your blind fold, but don’t take it off.” I did as commanded, and she stood before me without the sexy lingerie, but in its place a strap-on harness with a small dildo and a sheepish grin on her face.

My eyes widen at the sight before me!  This was going to be a new and different experience. I knew she had experience in dominatrix and would ensure my enjoyment, so I put my blindfold back down and followed her commands. If I remember my dream correctly, she massaged my prostrate and pounded my ass. The wonderful feeling was heightening by the continuing effects of the magic elixir.

After my enjoyment, she told me to remove my blindfold. She had removed the harness. She said she was going to ride my cock like the jockey who beat Big Brown at the Belmont!  She climbed aboard and slipped her wet pussy onto my stiff pole.  She rode me like there was no tomorrow. I met her every downward motion with an upward thrust of my own. It was spasmodic fucking, if there is such a thing. We reached our highly anticipated peak simultaneously and shuttered, shook and quivered as she impregnated herself firmly on my cock. It was one incredible wet dream!

But I wasn’t ready to wake up yet. Normally after that kind of intensity, I’m like a wet - limp noodle.  Another friend entered the realm of my non-reality and said she wanted to share in my dream. I was a little leary because of my fear of “non performance.”

She came by and greeted me with a big hug.  Being surprised that my cock was reacting in a positive fashion, I decided it was role reversal time. I forcefully told her to get naked and get on the bed.  From what I remember from the dream, I pounded her with her on all fours on the bed and me standing behind her. That finished with another explosion, the first for her and the second for me that day. We rested and chatted and to my surprise I felt frisky again and started rubbing her clit. She told me if I didn’t stop, I would have to go again. Never hand me a challenge! Plus the elixir was still having its way. I had her lay on her side facing away from me.  I pressed her from behind and slowly entered the smaller of her two orifices. I’m not sure it was intentional but she didn’t put up a fight. Rather, she backed her ass up to assist with the entry.  First the tip, than the head, than half the shaft. Considering this type entry wasn’t planned, we weren’t very well lubed, so I was careful and didn’t completely enter her. I stayed just long enough for her to reach the threshold of pain and pleasure.  She wanted to orgasm a second time and I was curious as hell if I could cum a third.  I freshen the jacket, had her lay on her back and fucked the shit out of her. Ten minutes later we laid in a wet but blissful heap.

Apparently my dream ended because that’s all I remember.  We are ready to land and attend the two-day meeting we are traveling too. As I said, I don’t normally remember the details of a dream the way I do this one. I’m still trying to figure out why every muscle in my body is sore?

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