I had and amazing dream shag this morning (and other pieces of smut and drama)

imperfect_cupcake · 05-07-2012, 07:04 PM

I had an amazing dream shag this morning. I was on the tube/skytrain... and this woman, about mid 30's, I thought she was straight so I didn't pay attention to her. But she started talking to me and then I noticed her long, mixed blonde hair wasn't feminine. It was shoulder length, west-coast beach-dude type hair. She was wearing a lovely deep rich red ben sherman shirt with a leather thong around her neck and a beautiful glass bead hanging off it - she said she had blown it herself-, a worn, thick old leather belt, levi 501s and some stylish daytons, square toe. Nails nicely manicured. Loose hand pounded silver bangles on one wrist, from Indonesia. Heavy rings on long, slender, square fingers of the same hand. Fine, delicate, japanese tattoo work poking out from under her cuffs and curling out from under her collar. Smudgy black eyeliner, just a little, and a cocky but gentle smile. Many things I like mixed together. Well done, brain.

She loosely held a hockey jersey in one very lovely, amazingly sexy hand, the other lightly pushed into her jeans pocket - an old silver watch on a leather strap. I remember seeing the time and feeling woozy in a heady but luxuriant way.

She kept talking to me, very soothing. Lovely lips. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Her arm went under mine and around my back, pulling me very close and I could feel the full length of her body against mine. Lithe, muscular, strong. Taller than me by a good 4 inches. She kept talking. Lulling. softly. I have no idea what she was saying but it was hypnotic. Then there was just skin. Her beautiful hands. And her voice: soft and comforting, soothing, melting, orgasmic. still talking, whispering... I don't even know if it was english anymore...but it felt safe, and fucking sexy and it wove over me like smoke. I could be completely engulfed by her arms and her voice and just melt into what she was doing and my body wanted to turn to hot sand and disintegrate into her touch, her arms under me, my hips under hers. I was so relaxed and I couldn't for the life of me gain any control over my own body and nor did I want to.

http://femmeinadakini.blogspot.co.uk...s-morning.html

I'll be publishing a book called "I'll Show You Mine: Seven Stories of Dyke Drama and Smut" in a week or two. The above piece of a story may become part of it (and I'll have to change it to eight stories...) but I wanted to just get a bit of feedback on the dream, actually!

I wish to hell that butch existed. her physical description isn't so important. It's the way she made me feel, like I was coming off the bone and utterly lost in what she was doing to me.

god I miss sex like that.

Gemme · 05-07-2012, 07:27 PM

WANTZ!!!

The book; you can keep the butch.

*grin*

chai~ · 05-07-2012, 07:30 PM

oh gawd....don't stop now!!!

how lush!

thanks for sharing!

I pictured it perfectly~

Dude · 05-07-2012, 07:30 PM

the virgo in me, loved the details and it sucked me in.
It's good , you need to use it!

05-07-2012, 07:04 PM	#1
imperfect_cupcake Senior Member How Do You Identify?: feminine dolly dyke Preferred Pronoun?: Your Grace Relationship Status: I put my own care first Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: In a gauze of mystery Posts: 1,776 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 2,426 Thanked 9,727 Times in 1,613 Posts Rep Power: 21474852	I had and amazing dream shag this morning (and other pieces of smut and drama) I had an amazing dream shag this morning. I was on the tube/skytrain... and this woman, about mid 30's, I thought she was straight so I didn't pay attention to her. But she started talking to me and then I noticed her long, mixed blonde hair wasn't feminine. It was shoulder length, west-coast beach-dude type hair. She was wearing a lovely deep rich red ben sherman shirt with a leather thong around her neck and a beautiful glass bead hanging off it - she said she had blown it herself-, a worn, thick old leather belt, levi 501s and some stylish daytons, square toe. Nails nicely manicured. Loose hand pounded silver bangles on one wrist, from Indonesia. Heavy rings on long, slender, square fingers of the same hand. Fine, delicate, japanese tattoo work poking out from under her cuffs and curling out from under her collar. Smudgy black eyeliner, just a little, and a cocky but gentle smile. Many things I like mixed together. Well done, brain. She loosely held a hockey jersey in one very lovely, amazingly sexy hand, the other lightly pushed into her jeans pocket - an old silver watch on a leather strap. I remember seeing the time and feeling woozy in a heady but luxuriant way. She kept talking to me, very soothing. Lovely lips. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Her arm went under mine and around my back, pulling me very close and I could feel the full length of her body against mine. Lithe, muscular, strong. Taller than me by a good 4 inches. She kept talking. Lulling. softly. I have no idea what she was saying but it was hypnotic. Then there was just skin. Her beautiful hands. And her voice: soft and comforting, soothing, melting, orgasmic. still talking, whispering... I don't even know if it was english anymore...but it felt safe, and fucking sexy and it wove over me like smoke. I could be completely engulfed by her arms and her voice and just melt into what she was doing and my body wanted to turn to hot sand and disintegrate into her touch, her arms under me, my hips under hers. I was so relaxed and I couldn't for the life of me gain any control over my own body and nor did I want to. http://femmeinadakini.blogspot.co.uk...s-morning.html I'll be publishing a book called "I'll Show You Mine: Seven Stories of Dyke Drama and Smut" in a week or two. The above piece of a story may become part of it (and I'll have to change it to eight stories...) but I wanted to just get a bit of feedback on the dream, actually! I wish to hell that butch existed. her physical description isn't so important. It's the way she made me feel, like I was coming off the bone and utterly lost in what she was doing to me. god I miss sex like that.

05-07-2012, 07:27 PM	#2
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05-07-2012, 07:30 PM	#3
chai~ Member How Do You Identify?: Self possessed Aquarian Preferred Pronoun?: Don't call me baby~ Relationship Status: Deliciously single and loving it. Join Date: Apr 2010 Location: lotus land Posts: 1,173 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 1,937 Thanked 3,383 Times in 864 Posts Rep Power: 21474852	oh gawd....don't stop now!!! how lush! thanks for sharing! I pictured it perfectly~

05-07-2012, 07:30 PM	#4
Dude Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Butch Relationship Status: Perusing Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: exit 5 with an exit 21 goal Posts: 1,725 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 15,351 Thanked 10,606 Times in 1,477 Posts Rep Power: 21474852	the virgo in me, loved the details and it sucked me in. It's good , you need to use it!