Not long after messaging Dianne about my satin blouse fantasy with her, we shared an almost supernatural, sexual experience, together, whilst fast asleep in our beds, 200 miles apart!

After exchanging some provocative messages with Dianne, before signing off for bed, she had sent me a picture of her wearing her new, white, silk satin charmeuse designer blouse. As usual, she was not wearing a bra underneath and this allowed her bountiful breasts to explore the tingling, erotic feelings of this most luxurious of fabrics.

Her final message to me was,

'This photo is 'now' and I am going to wear my blouse in bed, instead of my usual, warmth-giving, attire!'

Having viewed and commented on this new erotic picture, sent personally by this Lush Goddess, I studied it for some time, before shutting off my phone and climbing the stairs to bed.

As I lay naked in bed, my erotic thoughts returned to that picture, the last stand-out memory of the day.

This was not the usual, younger, very sexy, barely or provocatively clothed or even naked pictures, that Dianne shares. This was live, tonight and that erotically charged photo was a selfie, sent only to me. (Probably everyone else, tomorrow!)

I drifted off happily into a deep sleep. I am not one to remember my dreams, however, this was vivid and I was living every moment...

Awake and naked in my bed, I wait for you to emerge from the en-suite bathroom. As you appear, the ceiling lights capture your elegant form and make your blonde hair shine and glint, with each step you take, towards me. You are wearing your white, silk satin charmeuse blouse and it shimmers, as the lights capture its glossy purity. In the moments it takes for me to fully engulf your lustrous, look in my mind, you are but a step away.

"I can see you are taking in the view!"

You are smiling and that wicked, sexy, erotic glance reveals that you are also relishing our forthcoming shared experience.

"You look stunning and that blouse does everything to enhance the Goddess you are!"

I am already as hard as nails taking in the walk and when I notice your stout nipples poking at their thin silk covering, my firmness upgrades to girder strength.

"You like my silky blouse a lot, I can see!"

You are looking down the bed, where my girder firm stalk is now creating a tent shape, which two persons could inhabit.

"Well, I like it too! Ever since I took the plunge and bought that red satin blouse, I have felt so sexy - the first time for some time - I had forgotten how it feels to be totally turned on and want to be with someone."

You lean forward and kiss me tenderly. I respond and we share an intimate moment, lips pressed together, knowing that we have awakened each other. As we part, I peer into the deep valley, presented by your gaping, partially open blouse.

Four buttons open and your beautifully presented, firm breasts, cause the silk charmeuse to ripple, as two pointed, dark nipples, skim the satin surface.

"Hmmm!" is all I can manage.

You see my eyes devouring this temporary display of pure eroticism and hold your pose.

"Yes my nipples are as hard as your cock and my bosoms feel so heavy, they want to be caressed so badly. The satin is making them tingle"

Rather than taking avoiding action, you rise and return to your pose, thus increasing the sensation, as nipple and silk embrace and enhance each other. You stand again and the slight extra weight, of the blouse buttons, lift the thin covering away from your breast. Your nipple begs to be stroked and more.

I reach forward but you step back.

"Do you like my heels?"

You lift one leg, out straight, to show me. Your red, thin, six-inch heels sparkle in the light. I know you like these heels, from previous photos and you know I find the satin blouse and high heels a big turn-on.

"Come on the bed and I will show you"

I am more relaxed in my head, although still sporting a girder-like penis. I throw back the duvet and reveal all.

"I can see you do really like my choice of nightwear! I was hoping you would"

You mount first the bed and then straddle me. One leg either side, knees level with my hips. You sway forward and the bottom of your soft blouse caresses my hardness, causing it to tingle and shiver at the same time. You smile as you see my reaction to this silky caress.

"Your big boy certainly likes the sensation of satin charmeuse, along its length!"

You are having fun, knowingly in control. You like control and you know your pictures turn men and women on, all over the world.

You lean forward again, This time to ensure that the tip of my rocket feels the silk pleasure you are distributing, carefully. Just a couple of rocking motions and your blouse has sent my stiff staff into a quiver. A little precum rises to the surface.

You notice immediately and lean forward to capture it on the front of your sensual blouse. You lean again and this time the silk parts and your ample breast rub gently against my stiffness.

"Hmmm, that felt good. On my bosom. I think I will do that again!!

Your breast descends onto my length but this time, you deliberately point your stout nipple at my tip. As you wiggle it back and forth, the nipple appears to draw yet more precum from the pinprick hole. Your nipple glistens and as you withdraw from your tease, a thin gossamer strand of precum juice, momentarily links nipple and cock head.

"Look. You are making donations already! First my blouse and now my nipple is coated with your liquids! I rather like it! I think you had better lick me clean!"

You inch up towards me until your beautiful wholesome breast is level with my face. My eyes follow the downward movement as the stout, glistening, precum-covered nipple makes its descent, into my mouth.

My hot tongue happily welcomes this new presence in my mouth and slowly, sensitively begins to lick the deep pink peak, to cleanse it of its salty, glistening, liquid cock juice. You press down further and I gleefully swallow nipple, areola and part of your bosom. As I suck hard, I feel your pleasure, as you shiver slightly.

"That feels so good. So sensitive, already. Suck hard!"

I happily oblige and you emit a faint squeal of delight, as I first suck and then nibble at the sensual delicacy filling my mouth.

Not willing to ignore your other beautiful breast, I reach with my hand and cup the silk-covered hugeness. It feels very erotic, to be able to stroke this breast which I have only admired from the titillating photos you drop into our messages.

As I find and squeeze your previously neglected, rock-hard nipple, you utter a deep growl of satisfaction, as though your breasts and you have yearned for this moment.

You push the silk away from your breast, although this strains the first fastened buttons of your blouse, shimmering in the light, as you push on the shiny fabric. I unfasten the button and the next and the next until both silk sides fall apart and frame your plentiful boobs, just as in your erotic photographs.

"Wow! I can't believe my eyes are feasting on the real thing, just inches away!"

I have temporarily released your right bosom from my mouth, to gasp out this simple statement of fact.

"Then don't waste time ogling them. Feast on them, while you have the chance!"

You push the newly freed breast my way and I happily repeat the treatment afforded it's partner.

You begin to rock forwards and backwards on my stomach. I feel your hot, wet, opening, creating a sensual friction against my stomach. All the while, I am seeking to devour your huge breasts. An impossible task, however, I will try my hardest to succeed!

Your pace quickens and I feel your wetness forming a small puddle on my stomach.

"Yes. Bite those bosoms. Make me feel how much you want to eat them. Swallow my nipples and suck until they make me feel like I am giving milk again!"

I sit up and hold you. Your blouse is now off your shoulder and swinging back and forth as you continue to stimulate yourself on my stomach. I have not stopped caressing your nipples with my mouth and as you asked, I am now busily eating your bosoms, nipping and biting them in sheer lust.

You are now breathing very rapidly and moving back and forth with longer and longer thrusts, as your wetness leaves increasingly longer canals on my lower torso and now my stiffness.

As though by magic, one backward thrust and you have totally devoured my weapon. You gasp and so do I. This is the moment I have longed for and in my dream, at least, so have you.

"Oh yes"

We both shout out in unison. A sexual choir of two rejoicing in a moment achieved as a result of messages and photographs.

We kiss each other now, as you rock up and down, on my fully erect and loaded missile launcher. Lips entwine and tongues dance to the tune of your now squelching rhythmic rise and fall.

"I am going to cum. I need to cum. Don't worry, this is just the start. The night is young!"

Your husky breathless, erotically charged voice, has hardly uttered the words, before you roar in satisfaction.

Your heaving breasts are sliding up and down my torso in gay abandon. Your unfastened blouse hanging halfway down your back.

The pace has gone into overdrive yet with each downward thrust seemingly taking in more and more of my stiff, quivering shaft.

I feel as though your love chamber has opened and swallowed not only my expanded length but my balls as well.

You grind now and you force your tongue as far down my throat to try and match the depth to which your wet cave has engulfed my apparatus.

I feel your whole body shudder, which sends an earthquake like tremor through my own body. This continues seemingly endlessly, the vibrations welding our hot bodies together, until you finally, withdraw your tongue from the depths of my throat and instead hug me tightly. I can feel a great wetness has covered my entire sex machine. It feels wonderful. You feel wonderful.

I hug you too and feel the soft silk satin blouse fabric against your back. You whisper in my ear.

"The blouse is certainly doing its job - and we haven't even got to the heels yet!"

We lay back down on the bed, however, in doing so I bump my head on the headboard!

I wake and find myself alone. The bed covers discarded. My cock is as stiff as can be. As I look down, I see that my shaft is glistening in the light, My pubic hair is matted and seemingly covered in a creamy wetness, as though your pussy has secreted a huge outpouring on it. But that's not possible!

The following evening I message you as normal and ask if you slept well. You responded with one of your usual lust-filled erotic photos. However, the message that accompanied it sent a shiver down my spine.

'Yes I slept well, however, I had a very erotic dream and when I woke up, my blouse was unbuttoned and halfway down my back.

The duvet cover was turned back and I was lying on my stomach. When I lifted myself, I felt my pussy was absolutely soaking and not only that, so was the bed! I know I had had an enormous orgasm in my very wet dream!'

I messaged back.

'Well my love, it seems that your white silk satin charmeuse blouse and red high stiletto heels had a magic effect!'

Dianne responded immediately.

'How did you know I had my red high heels on?'

Wow! What has gone on here? I think to myself.

Quickly, I message back.

'I can dream too, you know!'

Dianne's final message of the evening followed with another sexy pose in her white, silk satin blouse, four buttons unfastened.

'Thank you for tonight, my love. Enjoy your sleep and may your dreams be wet.

Dianne xx

Ps: I have washed and ironed my white silk blouse and will be wearing it in bed again - with the heels!