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Please Take Your Seats

Moans of ecstasy filled the air, but I didn’t know who was expressing such pleasure. As I searched the space for the source of the cries, I saw the dark-haired figure between my legs and realized the moaning was me! Strong hands squeezed my breasts as this person indulged themself on a feast of my labia, my clitoris, and my pussy. Whomever this was stroking, licking, nibbling, and sucking in my most feminine areas was not new to this endeavor; instead, they were a master of cunnilingus, and I was quite sure I didn’t know anyone with this talent.

As a thin finger penetrated my canal, I exclaimed, “You’re gonna make me cum.” But the finger thrust faster, and the tongue only worked my clit harder. I felt that familiar tightening deep within my stomach, and I knew it would be an orgasm like I had not had in so long.

“It’s coming…”

“It’s coming…”

And then I woke from the dream to hear the dog snoring at the end of the bed.

What the fuck was that? I asked myself.I don’t have dreams like that, or I never have, anyway. WOW! It was so vivid.

And WHO was that? Who cares? Stop thinking so much, and just go with it.

I giggled and reached for the rabbit in the drawer of my nightstand. I was dripping wet, so no lube was needed this morning. I started on the low setting but quickly found I needed more. I was longing for that deep orgasm that was building in my dream.

Clicking to the medium setting, I fucked myself as the tentacles vigorously massaged my clit. I closed my eyes and tried to recall every detail of my erotic dream. The firm grip of hands on my tits. The feel of that tongue and mouth.

I moaned out loud to no one in particular. My hips bucked to the toy, and I called out, “Yes, yes, harder, faster.” Ignoring the silicone in my tunnel and feeling the real cock of my dream weaver.

My pussy walls tightened their grip on the vibrator, making it more difficult to pull it in and out. The muscles deep within sang their electrical hymn of heightening happiness, and then I clicked up to the highest setting.

“Holy Fuck!” And with my exclamation, the orgasm exploded from my core and raced out through my inner and outer labia and down my trembling legs.

As I lay there with a smile on my face, I thought,that is the best orgasm I have had in quite a long time.

Let’s be honest; masturbation didn’t yield the same level of pleasure after a while; either that or I was getting lazy. And I hadn’t had sex since long before I filed for divorce a year ago.

“Well, I really don’t foresee getting laid anytime soon, so I better up my masturbation game,” I said to the dog, who was forced awake by my screaming and had started his morning bath.

Looking at the clock, I realized I had better shower too. Yesterday my divorce was finalized after a grueling year of mediation and hearings, so today, my girlfriends were taking me for a day of celebration. Our typical Saturday morning brunch and then to something completely outside our comfort ...