How remarkable to be loved by a man whose hands bring comfort, whose whispered words soothe me to sleep. For years, he dwelled solely in dream. Now, he is a steadfast presence. How remarkable to be loved, when I thought I'd remain alone. No longer do I live half-seen. In his embrace, I take shelter. Beneath his fingers, I'm reborn. How remarkable to be loved in such a sacred, flawless way. We move with worshipful rhythm....

It’s been happening for a while now, but each time feels like the first. It always begins the same way. A distinct scent that’s familiar, but I can never remember when I wake up. It’s powdery, a mix of spicy florals and something else. Sandalwood, I think. After the scent, I feel a weight compressing my chest. I can’t move. The room fills with shadow, and darkness closes in. I know I’m still asleep, but I’m alert and awar...

Bobby stepped into the kitchen, his eyes immediately drawn to his mother, Janet, who was bending over to get something from the cabinet. Her jeans hugged her ass perfectly, and he could see the curve of her generous breasts from behind. He felt a stir in his pants and walked over to her, his voice low and husky. "Mom, you got a minute?" he asked, his eyes never leaving her body. Janet stood up and turned to face him, a kn...

Bryan's perspective: Eva is crawling in front of me, completely naked. Her husband is holding her leash. I know it's a dream, but my emotion is no less real. Especially when her husband threatens to fuck her in the ass. And yet, Eva seems to be dripping wet. "Oh yes, master, I want your big cock in my little hole. Please!" I don't know whether she's talking to me or her husband, but in any case, she's wriggling like a bit...

Soon, these footprints will be covered by the snow And my heart grows as quiet as the music of its fall The curtain soon to fall upon the show One memory remains, clearest of them all. I remember cobblestones, wet after the rain. Water puddles like mirrors of moonlight Some port, so long ago, so far away A girl who sang all through the night. All she ever gave me was the shadow of a smile With it, I weaved a better, unliv...

Jess closes her laptop. She just booked a one-way ticket to Bangkok and put her London apartment up for rent. She won’t deny to herself that this scares her, but dreams aren’t achieved by staying in her comfort zone. In the bathroom, she takes off her grey joggers, her black tank top, and finally her white thong, and drops them all in the laundry basket. In the shower, she first washes her hair, followed by her entire bod...

Unattended ventures written upon the wall Coincidental sexual desires were scrawled Two would gamble with the dealer of the dreams Persuade the broker this day of their sexual scheme Encounters like this occur only in dreams While clocks of time ticked away and chimed The mind weaves the dreams That the universe has seen Lottery was cast upon the winds that day Cosmos universe was beginning to pray The numbers were drawn...

I awoke in a sweat last night. The sheets were soaked. My surroundings were unfamiliar. It took me a few minutes to clear my head. I thought, that’s right, I’m in a hotel. But, did it really happen? Was it real? Or was this just a dream? I lay naked, out of breath. My pussy was tingling. Yesterday was a long grueling day. Meeting after meeting wore me out. Dealing with people in Washington is tiresome at best, so many are...