Two Dreamers
By Miranda Sanderson
Miranda.sanderson84@gmail.com
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She was in my dreams again. I could make out all the details except her face. It was almost like a silhouette though I could make out her mouth, nose cheek bones though her face was not clear. It's not like I would even know her if I could make out the features. I was drawn to her. She took my face in her hands and I was totally turned on by just her touch. I wanted her. There wasn't much to say. We kissed. We were in a room I had never been in before (which ws good because I didn't want my husband to wake up and see me with another woman. I had to remind, myself I laughed. It's a dream for chrisake. Though it didn't feel like one).
"I can't believe how much I want you" she said.
"I want you, I want to kiss every inch of your body" I found myself saying. Why was I having such an erotic dream about another woman? I began kissing her neck,
"Oh god, I love that" she said as we kissed some more. Our hands were on each other's breasts. She brought her mouth down on my left breast. She sucked on it,
ran her tongue between and was sucking on my right breast.
"Oh, fuck that feels good" I moaned. I could feel I was very turned on and very wet. I began sucking on her tits and found my hand working its way down to her pussy. She was sopping wet also.
"Oh, god, you are turning me on so much" she said as my hand touched her pussy. I could not believe I was doing what I was. I kissed my way down her body and took my hand away from her pussy and put my mouth there. My tongue explored her pussy. Then I began touching and licking her clit.
"Oh damn, you are .... In a couple of minutes, she let out a scream as she came. "OH GODAMN FUCK THAT IS UNREAL UUUHHHHHH" she screamed.
I just wanted more of her pussy, the taste was heaven and I wanted more. I had her sit on my face and I licked her upwards. She let out a cry and she got off of me. She put a finger in my pussy and began moving in and out. I was feeling amazing and then she began licking my pussy. She was really good at it; I
came and then I felt another one buildup and then I let out a yell "OH WOW" ... and then I woke up. I had an orgasm in my dream and I was still shaking from it. I had to run into the bathroom and get myself off one last time. And I was thinking about her?
That was two weeks ago.. I had a sex dream about a woman. I didn't think too much of and really, except for a short drunken make out session in college I hadn't really thought about sex with another woman.
The following night I had another dream. Her body was the same body. I could not see her face; it was like a fog. But talk about dreams. You know how your dreams can change when you are asleep, you're in one place then another? When I went to sleep there was no change. We had sex and there was no interruption, nothing that seemed out of place (except I was having sex with a woman).
I was cleaning the kitchen. The doorbell rang and she was standing there. I could make out her face now. I knew it was her. She looked about my age (35), maybe an inch or two shorter than my 5'9". My tits were C's and I guessed her about the same. She had beautiful blonde hair to my dark brown hair. Nice shaped, nice ass I thought as I grabbed it.
"I couldn't wait anymore. I needed to see you. I saw your husband and your kids leave and I needed you so bad."
"How did you find me? "I asked. Stupid question. She's a dream.
We kissed. We kissed in the living room against the wall. I led her up to the bedroom, I stood there, my dress dropped to the ground. I pulled off my panties, undid my bra and jumped on top off her. I pulled her sweater off. She took her skirt off as we kept kissing. She kicked off her panties as I undid her bra. We sat on our knees, kissing, and caressing each other's breasts. I began touching her pussy and then went down on her. The taste is really a dream. I kind of knew what pussy tasted like. I've tasted myself a couple of times and can taste myself when my husband goes down on me, but this was like a wonderful nectar. We switched and after we kissed and could taste each other and ourselves on each other.
And then I woke up.
I remembered what her face looked like now. I went crazy trying to figure out who that was. she was a blonde. None of my friends, no one from work, the temple.
No one.
That night I was in my dream again. She kissed me. I stopped. "I need to know who you are" I said.
"You forgot your own name Jessica Weinstein?"
"MY name is not Jessica Weinstein. It's Charlotte Goldman" I said.
"Well Charlotte, I am real, we are in New Rochelle in my house and you are a dream. A fantastic dream but a dream."
"No, this is my dream. I don't know why I am dreaming about you, but I know I am real."
She acted as if I was her dream. I know I am real.."This is ridiculous. We are both going to have fucking orgasms."
She kissed me again. Am I the dream? No, I can't be but how is she a dream? I really didn't care because I had a fucking roaring orgasm as she got on top of me as we rubbed against each other. We opened our legs and scissored. I was just reaching another orgasm when I was suddenly woken up....by my husband.
"You okay, you were yelling in your sleep?"
"Yeah I'm okay and I fell back to sleep.
"Where did you go?" she asked me.
"Husband woke me up."
We kissed. She began sucking on my tits.
"God you are insatiable" I moaned.
"You complaining" she asked.
"No, now let's try that scissoring thing again" I smiled as I rubbed her pussy."
"There was a little thing I looked up" she said. `It's called tribbing." I didn't know what that was but "HOLY SHIT FUCK" I yelled. As our pussies touched. T hat was great.
She felt so also because she let out a scream also.
I think my scream woke me up because I was shaking when I woke up. I touched my pussy. I was really wet and still a bit horny. Again, I went into the bathroom and and I fingered my pussy I thought about how I wished she was doing this.
The following morning, I called in sick. I couldn't concentrate on work. I know I am real, but Jessica is very convinced she is real since she is just a dream. What if she is real? No that's crazy.
Crazy? Then why am I looking for her on Facebook ,Instagram and finally why am I looking through the membership of Temple Beth Shalom and two others in New Rochelle? No Jessica Weinstein. Okay, what other temples In the area? Hell, I don't even know if she goes to one in New Rochelle anyhow. She might go to this one near New Rochelle. Let me check this one nearby.
What do you know? Two Jessica Weinstein's.
One lived in Larchmont, so it had to be the other. Unless I find out that this is not my Jessica. It just gave the street name. There were about 20 houses on the street, so which one? I noticed an older woman outside of her house.
"Hi" I said. "I think I have the wrong address; do you know Jessica Weinstein?"
"Yes" she said. She's at 42, this is 24. You would not believe how many times we've gotten each other's mail."
I pulled up to 42. As I looked inside, the house looked familiar. The living from looked like.... The one we made out on before going up to her bedroom.
I rang the doorbell. Please be home. The door opened and we looked each other.
"I had to find you to see if you were real and you are" I said.
"I am so glad you are real "she said. "I was going nuts over this". How and why? "You've been in my dream every night, you're all I think about. You and being with yoo."
When we kissed it felt like the first time,even though we have kissed in our dreams.
Up in her bedroom it didn't take long for our clothes to fall to the floor. She leaned near the wall and I kissed her against the wall.
"You are so beautiful "I said. "You are everything I saw in my dream. "I put my hand on her tits. "And it feels like it did in the dream."
"Yours are beautiful" she said as she touched my tits. We fell on the bed. I kissed her tits and worked my way down. I wanted to taste the real Jessica.
It tasted as great as in the dream. I moved my hand to her tits while I licked her. She buckled "Oh yeah I love that."UUUHHHH"
I felt her whole body shake when she came. She brough her legs up and I licked some more.
"My husband is going to be late tonight" we have lots of time "she said. We went at it for hours.
Finally, we stopped. She held me. "How did this happen; we are entering each other's dreams. And I don't know about you but the only time I ever even kissed a girl was in college. I was going to NYU and I went to a party at Columbia and..."
AT the same time, we said "Holy shit." She was the girl I kissed in college! I was drunk and wanted to make sure I wanted to do it sober.
Somehow, years later I saw two girls kiss in a TV show, and it brought back the memory," "This is too weird" said Jessica. "The same thing happened. I guess we both wanted to go past where we did in college and our dreams crossed."
"So now what" I asked. I mean you and me?" We kissed. "Though I know what I want to do now".
I kissed her body from head to toe, kissing her back running my tongue across her breasts. I went down on her.
THIS IS SO GREAT,I LOVE THIS" she yelled as I continued on her pussy. I kept going, I felt her come and I didn't stop.
She pulled me up and we reversed. "OHGODDAMN I AM <<<UHHHHHHH" I screamed. I was still buckling when she did it again. She got on top of me and began grinding against me as we kissed. OH FUCK THIS IS GREAT."
As I drove home I wondered about us. Where do we go from here? No matter what we decide I know I will always see her in my dreams.
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