Fantasies
I had a dream one night.
I was in the jungle and the drums were beating. There was a fire and
people were dancing. I was tied up. I watched the medicine man as he
danced and chanted. He was tall and handsome. He spoke with an Island
accent. I was untied and brought to him. I was naked. He kissed my neck
and began to kiss down to my breasts. He sucked them. I gasped. He
continued to kiss down my body. Soft kisses that trailed to my navel, he
got on his knees. He began to kiss lower. I woke up.
I was 5 when I had this dream. I woke up out of my sleep shivering with
wetness between my thighs. I had no idea what it was. I went back to
sleep.
I am 45 and I can still remember that dream vividly. It sparked a
feeling I didn’t know existed between my thighs. I was confused but it
felt so good. It was the beginning of my fantasy world. Every night I
hoped for that dream and to know what the man was going to do when I
woke up. Of course my 5 year old mind didn’t know what oral sex was
but I knew something was happening. When my clothes were a little snug
and the seam in the crotch rubbed I felt a thrill. I didn’t know it
was my ...
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