Keep going, you’re almost there

“Not… yet,” I grunted.

I built up more and more speed with each thrust. My fingers were digging into Kimberly’s sides as I pushed and pulled her body. There was no pretense of a massage any longer; I was dry humping her ass.

I knew this wasn’t doing anything for her. I didn’t care. This wasn’t about getting her off. This was about me. My orgasm. Emptying my balls. Fuck it felt so good!

A few more thrusts and I was past the point of no return. I moaned, “Fuck yes Kimberly!” as I unloaded blast after blast of hot, sticky cum into my swimsuit.

Panting, I fell forward onto her back. My head hung over her shoulder. Her hair smelled sweet and I gently kissed her cheek. Kimberly’s hand reached behind her and snaked into my shorts. She started to gently rub my softening cock, smearing cum around her fingers.

“Mmm, not the lotion I had in mind.” She said softly.

As I started to come down from the euphoria the world around me faded. The sun grew dim and less warm. My bare skin started to feel fabric touching it. The sounds of birds in the trees were replaced by the hum of my refrigerator in the kitchen and the occasional traffic from outside. And that wasn’t Kimberly’s hand stroking my dick, it was mine.

I was back in my bed, coming out of the dream.

I found myself lying on my front, curled up over something soft. I realized pretty quickly that I had moved one of my pillows down between my legs. I had been humping it right up until the end and there was a damp patch in the middle of it. A similar wetness was spread around the front of my boxers.

“Well, I guess it’s laundry day tomorrow,” I said to myself.

I stripped off my underwear and tossed them, along with the soiled pillow, onto the floor. Then I put my head down onto the remaining clean pillow and drifted off for the rest of the night.

The End