A Wet Dream
In the dim light of her bedroom her mind wanders... She is lying on the beach, the surf breaking against her body... the ocean's foam lapping at her sex.
The moonlight makes her skin luminescent, the heat of her need makes her skin burn against the chill of the ocean breeze. She kisses her fingers just as if they are her lovers. She runs her hands over her breasts, feeling her nipples harden under her own touch. At this moment she is outside of herself, her hands moving of their own volition.
Only her pleasure is her own. Her hands caress her stomach, feeling the hard ball of her bladder, pressing slightly before she cups the soft hair of her sex.
She feels the ocean's touch in unison with her own. The ocean seems to boil from her heat, as she thrashes her legs and arches her back... she screams out in ecstasy as the golden fluid rushes forth through her fingers. She lies spent...and once again...drifts back into the dim light.
