Wet Dreams

The dream was never the same but the man always was.

                She couldn’t remember everything about him though every time she woke from the dream, swollen and impossibly wet, she would try to hold onto how he felt; tall, dark and solid like a tree.

                It wouldn’t have bothered her if it didn’t happen regularly. Each time it was more intense and vivid. She could see more of him, feel more of him. 

                He was a thought she could not be rid of.  An ache that never left though she was quite sure he had never been there.  When her hand would explore the slickness of her lust, she thought only about him and him alone and each time it would bring her to an orgasm that would make her see stars.

                She knew she would meet him. She didn’t know how she knew but she did.

                “And this man, you don’t what he looks like?”

                “Nope.”

                “But he visits you? In your dreams?”

                “Yes.”

                Her friend Kaitlin, tall, blond, and willowy was her polar opposite. Men would fawn over her super model looks, forgetting that she was with her. She was short, dark haired, and plus sized with glasses to boot. Despite all of that, she had been friends with her since junior high and thus, could talk to her about anything.   She was the only one she had told about her dreams and now, by the skeptical look in her blond eyes, she could see that it might have been a bad idea. “You think I’m crazy.” She sighed.

                “And am I wrong for thinking that Milly?” Kaitlin swabbed a crinkled French fry into a glob of ketchup. No matter what she ate, she couldn’t seem to gain weight. Kaitlin hated it and Milly hated her for it.

                “No because I’m not quite sure I disagree with you.” She looked around the outdoor patio at the McDonald’s, noticing how unremarkable the traffic was going up and down the street. It was like watching people jostle in a line to go nowhere. “It’s just that it seems so real you know? Like I could feel him touch me and-and enter me. I swear last night my clit was twitching.”

                “Twitching?” Kaitlin said through a mouthful of fries, one eyebrow arched impossibly high.

                “Yeah-“A warm feeling spread through her body causing her to shudder involuntarily. Her breath caught and she found herself gripping the table.

                “Mill you OK?”

                “I’m-“Another wave hit her harder than before like a wave crashing against a shore. The shudder had turned into a full on shake. “-fine.”

                “This is the part where I say, ‘I’ll have what she’s having’ only I don’t think you’re faking it for my sake.”  Kaitlin was giggling but she was right, she hadn’t faked it. Her panties were damp, the material of rubbing against her now erect button. Milly didn’t move but another felt like it was on its way.

                Then she felt him, the man from her dreams.

                He slid into view as if he were an old friend, a ghost of a smile on his impeccable face. He was just like she remembered him tall with dark skin, his tree trunk of a chest under a cream colored suit that contrasted dramatically with his complexion. But what really stood about him were his hazel-gold, deep set eyes; it was like staring into swirling amber pools. “Mildred.” He said in a rumbling basso, “I’ve finally caught up to you.”

                She would’ve asked how he knew her name but frankly, she didn’t care.  “You have.”

                “Uh, hi.” Kaitlin waved her hand in front of her face bringing her back to earth.  She was appraising the man openly, her own admiration for him apparent by her nervous smile.  “How do you two, uh, know each other?”

                “I have dreamt of her for several nights.”  He answered not breaking his gaze. “Pleasured myself, imagining how making love to her would feel.” His smile grew an inch wider. “And she has done the same.” Another orgasm was moving through her, not as powerful but no less intense. Kaitlin’s mouth was literally on the table.

                “Who are you?” Kaitlin blurted out.

                “I am Whisper.” He reached out and touched the back of Kaitlin’s hand. A small gasp escaped her lips and her eyes fluttered. “And you shall forget me.”

                There was something like a smile on her face but her eyes were blank. “Do not worry,” He said as if he could read her thoughts, which wouldn’t have surprised Milly honestly. “I have not harmed her. It is just that if she remembers me, she will obsess over me and I would not wish that upon her.”

                “You’re not human.” Milly managed to say.

                “Not in the least. Come. We have much to catch up on.”

                It seemed natural for her to bring Whisper to her house, into her bedroom, into her bed.

                There was no talking between; there was need for it.

                He kissed her as soon as the door closed, his mouth hot and hungry as he crushed his chiseled body against hers. Milly could hardly think. His touch was dizzying, spreading waves of ecstasy through her. She couldn’t get her clothes off fast enough.

                But she didn’t need to. Whisper was satisfied hiking up her, letting her panties bunch around her heels as he dove tongue first into achingly wet slit.  He nibbled at her clit at first. Then he sucked and slurped his way up and down, occasionally flicking his tongue in the crack of her ass. Milly had never had anyone lick her ass but by the way Whisper was doing it, she was looking forward to more of it, or to be more precise, more of him if she was honest.

                When she filled her mouth with him, he moaned and swayed, his thick fingers wound in her dark hair. He tasted like no man she ever had and she realized that he wasn’t a man though she did not care what he was. Milly swallowed his manhood as best she could manage, letting her spittle drift down the length of him as his balls slapped against her chin. She too was groaning despite herself and before long, Whisper was cumming in her mouth, his seed thick and tasting strangely like fruit juice. It made her suck him more furiously and before long, she too had an orgasm that made her swoon.

                She had no time to ask how that had happen. Whisper had pulled to her feet only to bend her over. He was pushing into her dripping hole before she could protest.

                He wasn’t wearing a condom but somehow she knew he could not impregnate her  not that it would matter.

                “Give me all that you are.” He grunted as he pulled her hair. “Don’t hold back. There’s no point to.” She did as he asked, meeting his urgent thrusts, her buttocks slapping against his pelvis as his member stretched her with each push.  He was kissing her neck as his free hand touched her clit.

                That’s when she heard screaming, only to realize it was her own voice, ragged and guttural. It was something like an orgasm but without release. Every nerve in her body was on fire. Whisper was in the same place now, his voice more animal than man as he pumped his seed inside of her.

                Milly almost dropped to her knees but Whisper’s arms were around her, holding her quivering form, her back against his sweaty chest. She was gasping for breath but there didn’t seem like enough in the room. She was twitching like she did after her dreams only now it wasn’t just her juices but his spunk inside of her. “Who are you?” She huffed sagging against him. “What are you?”

                “Not a man,” He answered. “but not a god. Something in between.” He held her closer.

                “Will-How long will you be here…with me?”

                “As long as I am allowed.” He picked her up and carried her to the bed, a new erection bobbing against her as he did so. She peered into those lipid pools, melancholy and loneliness spinning within their depths. She did not know why but somehow she knew that he loved her but that he would leave and it would not be because he wanted to.

                Milly would soothe him as long as she was allowed.