dreams: October 29, 1998
lip pleasure
Cole Schnitzer and I are hanging out together. We're good
friends. He leaves. A friend of his is with me. We just met
for the first time. He's young and vibrant. He's not wearing
a shirt; he has a lean, tan torso. We're walking somewhere outside
together. We hold hands. I feel beautiful with him.
We have to part because I'm going somewhere. We stop and face
each other to say goodbye. We hug. Then we briefly kiss,
only lips-to-lips. I can feel a strong vibe between us. Without
even saying anything, we feel a mutual attraction. We kiss again.
Then again. Quick little shocks of pleasure. Teasing and fun.
Then the next kiss is longer and slower; I open my lips, and he
does too. I softly slide my tongue forward. The kiss lasts...
playing with a sensual fairy
NEXT, I'm straddling a young woman who's lying on her back.
We're close. She's like a little doll, a fairy. She's petite. She has
pale, soft, smooth skin that is almost translucent. Her face is
delicate and very distinct. We're playing. She shifts her body,
and we're now in a different position, with her legs wrapped around me.
Her arms are stretched up over her head on the floor. I'm gently
pinning them back. I'm touching and kissing her -- her torso,
tummy, chest, neck, face -- nibbling her soft skin, enraptured with
her. Her armpits are silky smooth, as if she is too young to have any
hair yet. We have a true connection. It's playful and loving, totally
real.
She sits up. We just look into each others' eyes. Her eyes
are a golden-brown, both deep dark and sparkly light at the same time.
They're small and seem to blend into the rest of her face as if we're
underwater. It's difficult to maintain the stare; we're both having
trouble just looking (her especially). I go back and forth from eye
to eye because I can't do both at once. Then I try just looking
right inbetween her eyes at the bridge of her nose. But then I'm
not really looking into her eyes, it only seems like it.
We want to keep the eye hold, but we can't.
- FIN -