My eyes opened slowly in a dimly lighted room, allowing me to come out of my sleep gently as my ears tuned into the noises of the room. I could hear the soft low snoring of the man next to me, and while the warmth of his body was pleasant, there was a chill in my body. Quietly getting up from the bed, I left the bedroom and made my way in the dark to the sliding glass doors leading to the patio. Opening the door, I went out into the now chilly summer night and stood there under the full moon in the grass, still radiating from the heat of the day. The air was heavy with heat scented with the perfume of midnight Jasmin, and I inhaled it deeply. A shiver raced through my body naked under the thin pale pink ankle-length nightgown that I was wearing. I am on the edge of feeling warm and cool all at the same time resulting in my nipples growing hard and sensitive to the thin cloth that covered them. Opening my eyes that I hadn't realized I had closed, I took in the vision before me as the night breeze caressing my exposed skin and covered by my nightgown.
Raising my arms to the sky as if I was reaching for the moon to come and keep me company. It was also when that I start to sway then dance to music that only I could hear. It felt so good the air on my bare skin that I let the nightgown side to the ground and moan my pleasure tonight—being a woman with generous curvy, my hips swaying side to side as my large tits keeping time letting me lose myself. My long dark hair fanning out around my head and shoulders, adding their silk caresses to my skin, stirring my desire for more than just my touch. Blinded by my hair and rendered unaware as sexual desires took over, I didn't see him until it was too late. My hand bond and my mouth covered with warm, soft demanding lips. Hand's first use as restrains started stirring my desire as they stroke and caress my body. Teasing, pinching, stroking, probing spots, and intimate places had me screaming and begging to be fucked. Maybe in response or the need to reach more of me, I was lowered to the dew damp grass that felt so good against my hot skin until his lips started kissing the rest of my body. With the coolness of the ground beneath me and the lingering warming kisses that he places on my body slowly with his eyes on me demanding me to submit myself to him. Looking down the line of his body, I could see his cock hard, thick sticking out from his body, and I image drops of his salty precum falling like raindrops slowly from it. Oh, and how the very thought of it made my mouth water and my throat aching to have him, but he had me bound and under his control...for now. With my hands bound and held over my head, he preceded to taste me. With every lick, kiss, nip, and suck, he was consuming me, and the very thought causes an aching between my thighs that needed his immediate attention, and he gave it. His tongue was wicked as he lavished attention on my clit to the point of my legs thrashing like a wild horse trying to kick him off, but I want him to impale his cock in me. My skin is sweaty and hot, strands of hair plastered to my face, and a raging need to be fuck under the nighttime sky until opening my eyes. I was back in bed! I saw a dark form above me, then feeling the ramming his cock into my pussy in a way that had me screaming his name. With my hands-free, I reached up and pulled his face down to mine and tried to fuck his mouth with my tongue doing a mad tango dance of tongues and teeth embraced by lips.
The head of the bed banging loudly against the wall matching each thrust of his cock into me again, I was on the edge of coming, but he pulled out. The next thing I knew, I was on my hands and knees, and he was spreading lube on and into my asshole. Slowly, he works his cock in and out before sliding it in up to his balls into me. Now I was shaking and mumbling something that I didn't even understand. Slowly he starts to fuck my ass as his fingers played in my dripping pussy. My nipples are hard dragging against the sheet added to what happened. We came crashing into each other, our bodies seeking a release. Glancing up to look out the window, I could see the sun rising as our orgasm took over. Screaming and squiring our freedom, we came until all that was our sweaty shaking bodies and simple caresses.
Lying face down on the bed with only the sheet left, all rest of the bedding on the floor. I laid there watching the sunrise until I closed my eyes and gave in to the call of sleep.
Hours later, I woke, and I found myself naked and alone with a sheet over me and a pillow beneath my head, and light breezes were blowing through the curtains parting them. Laying there, I let what happened run through my mind, then slowly turning over in the large bed. Burying my face into the sheets where he would have been seeking some scents of him, but there was none. It had been five years now, and I still dream of him, wanting, needing him, and each night he comes. I know that there will be a time that he will stop. Maybe by then, my mind and body will be able to let him go.