A dream

Jeni somehow knew the man she saw in this strange dream as he extended his hand, chivalrous and strong. She took it and they walked on into the night as if he was leading her onto the dance floor. She felt no cold or pain as she stepped across the wall and through a field in the dark. Nothing hurts you in a dream she thought idly, and continued her stroll with this, the most important man she had ever known. Somehow in this dream, he was her husband, or her brother, not that other one, Yousef and Jeni was far happier for that.

Jeni was not troubled by the sharp stones, or the wetness of the grass. It was almost as if they were walking above the surface of the ground.

Somehow, in the middle of the next field there were a ring of perfect shining stones standing straight and tall. Her beloved led her through a form of arched gate towards a large divan covered in silken sheets at the centre, and she was more than delighted to lie back on it, opening her legs and awaiting his pleasure, not even considering how their clothing had disappeared while they walked, only welcoming him as he lowered himself on top of her, his hard cock sliding home inside her as if it was the only cock that she was ever meant to hold to herself.

This was fate. This was perfection. He leaned over her and Jeni arched her back, their naked torsos meeting for the first time and yet somehow she knew they had always been together. Two halves of the one body. Their skin, Jeni observed was exactly the same tone, but where Jeni was soft and curved, her darling was hard and muscular. She felt him move against her, slowly at first, and she responded by mirroring his thrusts with hers as if she knew his moves intimately before he would make them. She sensed his immense power, but also the great care and tenderness he was taking with her and she loved him all the more for it.

Jeni had always been a passive lover with Yousef, merely presenting herself as a vehicle for him to fulfil his needs, but as she writhed together with her new lover, Jeni’s inhibitions began to fall away. She embraced him tightly, pulling him into her, her hands gripping his back with an intensity she had never known before. She found herself digging her nails into his back, but could see in his face that this only delighted him further causing him to thrust harder and faster into her. As she lost control to her wild impulses, she dug her nails in deeper until as he ejaculated his seed into her depths, she reached up and bit him on the shoulder, causing him to shudder desperately in passion and ecstacy.

Afterwards, he lowered his beautiful face to hers, then turned aside from the kiss, to bury it in her neck, delighting her yet further with his hot sweet breath and the exquisite passion it excited in her.