I’m dreaming I’m on holiday somewhere exotic. I don’t know where exactly, but a gorgeous place with golden beaches, bright blue oceans and palm trees.
I’m staying in one of those villas you see on TV and website adverts that have open French doors with a sea breeze blowing the colourful translucent curtains across polished, wooden flooring.
The finite details of this dream are a little hazy, so I may have to improvise at certain points here. I remember I was in the bedroom of this villa, in the middle of the day with a very beautiful woman. She had an enviable figure, dressed in a black bikini and crocheted sun robe, and long, bouncy dark curls.
I’m nervous around her, like I would be around a man I’m really attracted to, but with us being two women, the energy is different. It’s uncharted territory for me. In my real, waking day-to-day life, while I do find myself attracted to some women, I have never actually been with one. So, those very nerves in what I would do and how I would act in that situation can manifest into my dreams.
Now this is the hazy part. I knew we got sexual but don’t really remember what went down (if we actually did or not. Come on subconscious, help me out here!!) so I’m going to improvise from said hazy parts of my memory.
I’m nervous and excited around her. She just has this free-spirited nature about her that I wish I had more of myself. She’s older than me, in her early 30s and seen more of the world than I have. She sees my nerves and thinks it’s cute. She takes my hand and slowly snakes her arms around me.
Her kiss is gentle and her lips are much softer than I thought they would be. She’s gentle with her touch as she guides me down on to the bed, with her on top of me. She isn’t aggressive, she takes her time, making sure I’m comfortable and ensuring my experience is pleasurable, which it most definitely is.
I like how she feels in my hands. Soft curves, her lovely air, the confident, feminine energy between us is just exquisite and I’m throbbing in between my thighs. I don’t remember much after that, but I do remember she was incredible.
Maybe I’ll see her again in my dreams sometime. I don’t know. I’d like to *puts a note in dream schedule*.
All my love,
*Picture – Pinterest