Bedtime Story

Once upon a time, there was a girl (of consenting age, of course). This particular time, she was restless. Her dark hair sprawled across her pillow, and her eyelids were closed over her hazel-coloured eyes. But she couldn't sleep. Instead of gentle, peaceful thoughts filling her mind, or even sheep to count, she was experiencing a not displeasing flood of highly erotic visions.

Although her body was weary after an exhausting day, her thoughts were having an effect on her body. As her mind turned to a favourite fantasy, recently captured in text by a clever man, the physical effects became hard to ignore....

Her nipples were tightening, sensitive as they brushed against the cotton sheet and duvet under which she snuggled. She was pressing her rear into the firm mattress, as she noted the moisture gathering between her thighs. Her back arching slightly at the thought of that clever, and well-hung, man exploring that wetness with her.

Her eyes were closed so that she might focus better on the images in her mind, and the sensations kindling in her body. Her hand beneath the covers, at first chilled against her soft skin, begins a path from hardened nipple to her now wet sex. It was the same path her hand took in the fantasy, as she watched the two men pleasure each other.

As her fingertips deftly circle her clitoris, causing her to quietly moan her pleasure, she imagines she is watching the two men who had filled her. In her mind, the images are abstracted, and while she watches them, she can also feel their hands on her warm body.

As her arousal reaches fever-pitch, the girl throws back the covers on her bed, the chill of the room on her sensitised skin only adding to the multitude of sensations pouring through her, as her hand works harder and faster, fingers dipping insider her body momentarily, only to withdraw, and begin again.

Deeper and deeper she tries to take her fingers, all the time imagining it is his hand, and then his exquisite cock driving into her. All thoughts of the merry threesome are abandoned now, and she focuses just on him.

She is lying there, exposed on the bed, one hand running frantically over her body, wherever it might go. The other hand continues to alternately pleasure her clit, and delve into her now practically dripping cunt.

In her mind, however, things are a little different. He is adjusting her position, again thrusting deep inside her. His hands are on her ass, cradling her for his sensual assault. Her head is tossing against the pillow, and the air is filled with moans and the wicked words they are uttering, spurring them both on.

He is watching her every expression, the bounce of her breasts as they move together, murmuring how much he loves to watch her lose herself in the pleasure he gives her.

The girl rolls on the bed, shifting to her knees, and in her mind she is now above him. Straddling his hips, she sinks slowly onto his powerful erection, just as her fingers continue to plunder her cunt. She is rocking back and forth, just as she does in her fantasy.

As her heavy breasts scrape against the cotton sheets beneath her, she imagines his hands cupping her breasts as she rides him, squeezing, massaging both gently and firmly. Each movement of her body excites her more.

Her hips are now moving urgently against the hand with which she pleasures herself, just as she sees herself bucking against his body. Her room is filled with the sound of her pleasure-soaked moans, and the smell of her intense arousal.

The hands with which she skilfully fucks herself, in her mind they roam over his naked chest, fingertips scratching slightly. She bends her head to suck on his nipple, as he lifts his hips quickly, strongly, bringing her orgasm that much closer. His hands are on her hips now, lifting her, pulling her closer.

His voice is hoarse as he tells her how close his, how badly he wants to come inside her. She is close too, but much less eloquent. Where once she was so verbal, she now only moans and whimpers, louder and louder as she reaches her peak.

Working through her pleasure, she continues to move on him, smiling as she observes the intense passion in his eyes as he loses control.

And in reality, too, her movements continue, and her pleasure only increases. Each touch to her now ultra-sensitive clit causes her glistening body to shiver with pleasure.

And soon, she drifted off into a deep and peaceful sleep, filled with only pleasurable dreams.