Dream Catcher

[Sir_Roger]

Closed for SuthernCumfort and Sir Roger

Dreamcatcher:
Woodland Indian legend has it that Dream Catchers, catch both good and bad dreams. Bad are held in the webbing and burnt off by the morning light. Good dreams find their way to the hole in the centre, filter down into the feathers to return another night.

IC

I have no idea when I was first manufactured, maybe a week ago, or a year, maybe even a century. Not that it matters, for the only thing of any significance is my purpose. And my purpose is too filter the bad, and remove them, while accentuating the good, with a very specific objective to meet.

I have no name, or age, and to describe myself is impossible.Only she can make these decisions, when at last she finally finds me, or, I find her, in the world of secret dreams."

An hour ago that statement was so true, but now? All is changed. I have lain here since? I dont know when, just waiting for her, in this funny little shop. A sort of curio come antique shop some would say. Anyway, today, SHE walked in. I knew instantly that she would buy me, it was now irreversible, although she did not know it yet. As soon as she walked in her gaze fastened upon me, then moved on, before returning sharply, for a double take.

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She did not come closer, nor did she ask to see me, but I knew. She was smitten, and soon, within a day or so, I would be hanging around her neck, as she slowly drifted of to sleep.

To enter, both I, and her, the wonderful world of dreams.​

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[SuthernCumfort]

Beth wandered into the old antique shop often looking for different things. She never bought anything but today she thought she might. Looking around the shop, she walked here and there picking up this and that looking at it, placing it back where is should go. For the months she had been coming into the shop, she had often wondered about the counter in the back. Today for some reason, she wandered back there.

Laying on a bed of black velvet, was a necklace. exquisite, silver, a dream catcher. Her eyes were riveted to the spot where it lay as her slight hands went to the top of the display case.

She pressed her sweaty forhead against the glass and closed her eyes. The soothing cool that came over her was wonderful and she knew she had to have it. The old man saw her and came to where she stood.

"I do not care what it costs, I need that necklace" she said.

"Do you know the power of a dreamcatcher miss? Do you know the power hidden inside those loops?" he asked. Like him., his voice was old. She made her mind up. Nodded in agreement, and within mere minutes it was in the black box and in her bag.

Beth longed to get home and try it on. That seemed the most appropriate place to her.

Arriving at her apartment, she quickly made her way in, closing the doors and windows. The air left its cold mark on the little place and she was glad.

Tossing her bags on the bed, she picked up the necklace box. She closed her eyes, and visions seemed to play just on the edge. Slipping her long dark hair down, she quickly opened the necklace and slipped it about her neck.

The silver was cool to the touch. Laying just above the swell of her breasts, she traced it along the linesfeeling the way it laid against her hot skin. She longed to be naked laying on her bed feeling the silver on her skin, and her hands on her body.

Sighing, she lay back on the bed. It had been to long since she had had a lover. To long.

 

[Sir_Roger]

I cannot say how long it was before she returned to purchase me, One day?Two? A week maybe?
But of course that did not matter, the main thing was that she HAD bought me, and now, I would be where I belonged, for the forseeable future.
And maybe one day I would..........
No, that would be too much surely?

She held me in the palm of her hand in the curio shop, I wanted to scream, to call to her.

Lady, whatever you are called, buy me, take me with you, this was pre-ordained and meant to be, Don`t you see that?"

But I knew that it was not possible, nor was it needed, for the simple touch of her skin upon my silver was enough.
Enough to initiate the slow and gradual building of my power.
And enough to make her decide that I would be hers, whatever the cost, the shopkeepers warning she paid no heed to.
And now, my power would multiply with every minute of contact.

I lay around her neck, with my feather slipping slightly into the valley of her cleavage.
I could feel the tension in her body, the need and desire, for long lost pleasures. She of course had no idea then, of my powers, or my abilities.
But I was growing, in strength, and staure. One more day, maybe even less, and I would be able to reveal to her, what she secretly hoped for.
Of this I was now certain.

But first, I had to wait, wait patiently for the door to open, the one that would give me access to her secret mind, and her sensual desires.
Her thoughts of the night
Her dreams, waiting, for me to catch, and to enter.

 

[SuthernCumfort]

Beth felt herself drifting to sleep as her needs took over. Her mind opened to that fantasy place she so often went when she slept. The warmth of the breeze on her slightly tanned skin, the sun the surf. She longed to be there now, eyes closed against the sun, sittin on the beach. She heard the voice but did not register it as she lay there.

Her mind was wandering to the party later tonight. She would definatly be hooking up with someone there. Suddenly, she felt the sun go away and was shrouded by a shadow.

Turning her head she looked up into the eyes of the most beautiful man she had ever seen. He was very athletic. Not a muscle head but his arms and chest were defined. His hair, the color of the sand she lay on, was tussled from the waves and the wind. He too was tanned and his smile was enticing.

When he spoke, she registered a slight accent but couldnt place it.

"Sir, you are in my sun would you please mind to move?" she asked. When he spoke to her, she melted.

 

[Sir_Roger]

I lay there, around her neck and on he rupper chest, as the relaxation took hold. Her breathing slowed, settling eventually at a very steady rate. I waited, one minute, three, making certain thats he was indeed in sleep mode.

It was time for me to move, to escape my circular silver bonds, and begin the process of making myself known to her. Like a warm breath of air, I slipped free in silence, materialising in the corner of her room, and standing quite still, as I got my bearings.

I moved closer, looking at her closely, seeing her beauty, and feeling her desires once more. Her eyelids flickered, she was dreaming, and my time was at hand. The process was simple, all I had to do was to touch her, and I would enter. To appear in her dream, in the form of her fantasy man, the lover that she had always dreamed would one day be hers. I placed my fingers against her hair, that was all that was needed, I was now in her dream.

We were on a beach, I could feel the breeze, and hear the breakers on the shore. The initial meeting was nigh, just a short exchange, to place my memory within her mind, and her dream, a memory that would never be erased. I stepped in front of her, letting my shadow fall across her lithe body.

Her eyes opened, and she blinked a couple of times, before speaking softly to me.

"Sir, you are in my sun would you please mind to move?"

I smiled at her, and spoke on my most cultured voice.

"Yes, I will move, for I cannot deprive you of what you desire, but, I shall return, again, and again.
So I bid thee farewell dear lady, for now."

I let go oh her hair, as I stood by the bed, and it was that simple, I was gone from her dreamworld. I quickly returned to my silver bonds, before she awoke.
The first meeting always had to be short, a sort of infdormal introduction, that meant that now she would look for me, where ever she was. And tonight? In her dreams..........

 

[SuthernCumfort]

Beth's eyes snapped open and she was aware of the taste of the sea air on her lips. Touching her skin, it felt hot. Almost as if she had been in the sun. Her mouth was dry and her lips parched.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she looked around her sparsly decorated room to find herself a little unsure if it had been a dream or not. She looked at the clock on the bedside table. 8:15 the red numbers blinked. She had only been dozing for half an hour but it was so real.

Scary real. Resigning herself to the dream, she made her way to her little kitchen for a glass of wine and decided to run herself a bath. It had been a very trying day for her and she felt she needed a release.

The water was hot as she slipped down into the deep tub. It enveloped her like a comfortable shirt. SHe closed her eyes and without realization, her hands shifted to the dreamcatcher around her neck. She had felt very elated when she had bought it. Like she had chosen the perfect gift for her.

Something she rarely did. But right now, Beth was concentrating on the warmth of the water in the tub and the tingling sensations she was feeling in her body.

The water felt like silk on her legs and her breasts as she traced small circles around the nipples. Closing her eyes, she allowed her hands to roam over the softness of her belly and down deeper until she had reached her core.

Her mind adrift with the visions of the dream she had earlier, she took the initiative and slipped a finger in the folds of her lips and teased her clit. She was unbelievably wet as she massaged the hard little button stopping only now and again to slip two fingers inside her passage and flit around. Her orgasm was long time coming and hard. She rocked her hips against her hand as she assumed her assault on her clit, pushing and stroking, flicking and pulling, her fingers never left the nub. She cried out a name as she came. Hard, feeling the rush from her toes up her legs, her thighs and inside her pussy, as the release consumed her.

Panting, she lay there with her eyes closed, trying to figure out where she had gotten that name. Her body, relaxed now, eased back against the porceline of the tub as the name played on her lips.

Jason. Jason. Jason.

 

[Sir_Roger]

She seemed a little confused after she awoke from her doze, and the little interlude of her daydream. Which was not surprising, for it would take her an experience or two, before she realised the full enormity of what was happening to her.
She, I had to call her this, for I still had no knowledge of her name yet. Perhaps I would see her mail, or hear her talk to herself. They all did this, I had seen, and heard it so often, chastising themselves for some slight misdemeanor.

We went to the bathroom, and she started to fill the bath, an we both became enveloped in steam. To my delight, while stripping naked, she did not remove me from around her neck, rather, she settled into the warmth, and placed her hand upon me. A simple act, meaningless to some, but, it left its mark on me. I determined that when the time finally came for me to, how shall I say? See to her? Pleasure her? I would give her the very best efforts that were possible.

Not sure what she was thinking, I felt her hand move away, to her breasts, and the breathing quickened. A foot came up onto the edge of the bath, while her other hand slipped between her thighs. If a necklace could smile, then this one did. My charge, for want of a better word, was pleasuring herself. And, I was absolutely certain that she was thinking of the man, the one in the dream. The one that she was now giving a name to, I made a mental note to remember it for later.

[olor=blue]Jason. Jason. Jason.[/color]

After dressing she relaxed in front of the TV, as did I, just waiting. My task was clear now, within an hour or two, she would be in her own little dreamworld. And even though she did not know it yet, I would be there also.
I did wonder though, did she sleep naked? Or not?

 

[SuthernCumfort]

The television did nothing for her. She flipped from one channel to the next and nothing was on that interested her. She checked the movie chanels, nothing. She tossed the remote on the floor and listened to the quietness of her home. I was small and it was lacking flare but it was her own.

Deciding that she should sleep, she made sure the lights were off and the door closed and locked. Cant be too careful. Her body was still relaxed from the orgasm earlier, but the cool sheets against her scantily clad body relaxed her even more. But as she lay there, nodding, she reached into her boyshorts and gave her clit a flick. Sighing, she pulled the blankets around her neck, and closed her eyes.

Within minutes, Beth was sitting in her lounge chair on her secluded beach.

 

[Sir_Roger]

She was trying to relax, to tell herself that she was fine, but she was not.
The afternoon orgasm had re-awakened the longing, to feel real again. To be a complete woman, filled and satisfied by the very thing that seemed so unatainable right now, a real live cock.

EBut een allowing for her inner frustrations, she was soon asleep, lying there, one hand inside her boy shorts, smiling to herslef it seemed. I wondered how long it would be, to my first taste of where her hand now was?

Then at last, my signal,the eyelids were moving, the dream had started, I slipped inside of her fream in an instant.

She was on the lounger again, wearing a tiny bikini, on what seemd to be a very secluded, and deserted beach. The though crossed my mind that I must teach her to sunbathe the European way, topless, letting her beautiful breasts see the sun properly, as nature intended.

I walked along the shoreline, looking over at her, and slowly moving closer, unlike our last meeting, this time I was naked, and although not fully erect, it was enough for my cock to have a pronounced bounce as I walked.

I approached her again, standing in her sun as she so succinctly put it last time, but on this occasion, it was I spoke first.

"Hi there, it is me Jason, remember me do you?"

 

[SuthernCumfort]

"Hi there, it is me Jason, remember me do you?"

She opened her eyes to look up at him again. This time, he was naked, as was she. Lazily, she smiled, shielding her eyes from the sun.

"Yes, I do and I believe your in my sun again Jason" she said and laughed lightly.

Her blush was evident as he stood just inches from her face with his semi erect cock. She couldnt help but wonder what it would taste like if she were to wrap her lips around the head and suck.

"STOP" she thought to herself. She never wavered her glance from him as he stood over her.

"Can I help you Jason?" she asked. More aware of her accent here with him, than ever before she hoped he didnt think her silly.

 

[Sir_Roger]

Her eyes seemd glued to my cock, but in the end she managed to look away, and back at my face.

"Can I help you Jason?"

This was not unusual, if you had asked in her waking hours what she would do in this situation, she would have said that she would go for it, in a heartbeat. But this was a dream, in her subconscious, and things tended to be a litle different. While I, up to a point, can control dreams, she cannot. In a way that puts her completely at my mercy, but, I would never abuse my position, and incur wrath of my superiors.

"It may well be that it is I, who can help you dear lady."

I put my hand on my cock, and immediately it was hard, a full 8 inches long, and thick with it. I squeezed, and stroked,causing a little precum to dribble from the head slowly. Using my other hand, I retrieved a few drops, on my fingertips, and placed them on her lips, spreading the liquid slowly around her beautiful mouth.

"The lady likes?
She would like more maybe?"

 

[SuthernCumfort]

Beth was stunned. He tasted like every sweet thing she had ever eaten. It was wonderful. She touched his hand lightly holding his finger to her lips suckling and tasting.

She closed her eyes and thought what it would be like to have him inside her. To be fucking her tightness with his cock. Involuntarily, her legs twitched as her own sex began to wake up.

He was stroking now, in front of her, inches from her face. She wanted to smile and say something witty, yet she also wanted to taste the pre cum. She wanted to feel his cock on her lips, parting them, slipping down her tongue to the back of her throat. Resting just a bit before pulling back and plunging deeper inside her mouth.

She moaned a little around his finger as her mind went wild. She turned her blue eyes up to meet his and she smiled. Would he know what she was thinking? Well of course. After all this was a dream right?

 

[Sir_Roger]

Of course I knew what was going on in her mind, for I was the person in control, not her.
It was I who would decide what course her imagination would follow, and I decided to play with her a little, take her out of her comfort zone for a while.

Reaching out my hand, I touched hers, and immediately surrounded us both in a ring of flame. Red and yellow, burning fiercely, and yet, we were both completely safe within it.
I pulled her hand closer, to within an inch or two of my cock.
I let her finger touch the head, the precum, the flames disappeared, replaced immediately by rolling surf, thundering towards the shore, yet never reaching it.

"Open your mouth Beth, yes, I know your name Beth. In fact Jason knows everything about you Beth."

We were now back on the beach, the deserted beach, as Beth`s mouth opened, and she pulled on my cock, moving ever closer, as I smiled, and nodded to her. Giving her my approval, as well as my cock.

 

[SuthernCumfort]

Beth tasted the salty sweetness of his precum and lathered it on her tongue as she lapped the head of his cock. It was beautiful. The skin was so soft, so warm. It filled her mouth and tickled the back of her throat as he pushed ever so hard forward.

She wraped her lips around it and sucked as one would do a melting popsicle. Afraid to loose the taste of him on her mouth. She did not want him to slip out. She closed her eyes and allowed her mind to take over.

She gently began cupping his balls in her hand, kneading softly. Tugging the skin, pulling it carressing it. She wanted him so badly. She felt her own wetness begin to surge through her as she sucked him. Slowly, she pulled her lips back allowing him to slid out of her throat against her tongue and out of her mouth.

A trail of saliva dangled from the head as she ran her hands over it. She began stroking his cock slowly applying a tight grip licking the head every few seconds.

She watched as his body seemed to flow with her movements, and when he pushed her head back down on his cock, this time she sucked in earnst. Hard, rocking his body against her face, balls slapping her chin.

She felt his hands wrap around her hair and she moaned against his hardness.

Nothing like this had ever happened to her before. Nothing. But she did not want it to end.

 

[Sir_Roger]

She was a natural, covering my cock in her saliva, making it slick, for what she desired. It would have easy to slip into my own pleasures,and to forger hers, which would be an error, for which I would certainly pay later.

I placed my hands on her head, pulling her down onto the throbbing shaft, as she sucked and moaned in delight.

It was time to play with the dream, first, we were on a train, on the roof. Speeding through the countryside, as she sucked my cock. My hands were free of her now, a sher hair streamed out, blown by the winds of our passage.

Now a surfboard, riding the big one in hawaii, the wind still screaming around us, and yet, not affecting our scene. Still she sucked, and rubbed, and stroked, in obvious delight. I knew that she desired this wonderful cock inside her, in her wet pussy. But that was not to be, not tonight. If Beth was to be taken to the heights that she desired, then it would be a longer process.
A quick fuck was easy, but this was not for Beth, what she required was more, as she would discover in the next few daysIt was time for me to come now, to fill her throat with my elixir, before I disappeared for the night.


My hands went back to her head, more forceful now, pumping, as my legs tightened, and my cock started to swell in sheer delight and pleasure.

 

[SuthernCumfort]

His apparent need to cum was evident as Beth tightened her lips against his cock allowing him a better avenue at which to fuck her face.

She felt the first jets of cumm shoot forcefully down her throat coating her mouth, dripping on her lips, down her tongue, off her chin and to her naked breasts.

Where she ran her own fingers through it over and over pinching her nipples forcefully. She sucked harder and harder as his passion receeded within her body until he was breathing hard, grunting with each thrust.

Tentatively, she pulled back allowing just the head to rest on her jizz coverd tongue. Licking softly, hands still kneading his balls, she consumed every drop left dripping from the head.

"Jason, Jason" she sighed as she felt the warmth overtake her and her dream begin to slip from her mind.

Frantically she pulled him closer and closer. She did not want him to go. She did not want the dream to end yet, he was quickly fading in her mind.

 

[Sir_Roger]

It had been so long since I had done this, many years now.
I was exhausted by the act of orgasm, as Beth sucked, and swallowed, taking everything that I could offer, I faded visibly.

I could see the smile, sense the warmth that was enveloping her body, and knew that tonight she would sleep like a baby.
The sleep of the content, she would awaken early, feeling wonderful and not quite be sure why.
But slowly, irrevocably, the events of the dream would return.
Exciting her, raising once more her own levels of arousal, bringing thoughts that she would be unable to ignore.

But I, her dreamcatcher, and maker?

I would rest, deep within the silver charm around her neck.
I would rest, and watch, and make mental notes also.
My strength, and stamina would now multiply, fivefold, tenfold, and in one more day, maybe even two, I would return to Beth`s dreams.

The process had begun, and the conclusion, when it came, was now inevitable.

 

[SuthernCumfort]

Beth drifted off, away from the island, the acts, him. Her eyes seemed to be held with lead and she let them close.

Her sleep was dreamless after that and the hours seemed to pass as fast as ever. She was roused by the sound of the alarm, and quickly popped the little clock against the bedside table.

Her mouth, tight and sticky, seemed to taste semen and salt water. Tentatively she touched the dream catcher laying at her throat. She had never had such a vivid dream. It was so real. He was so real.

She smiled up at the ceiling, Jason. His name still rang out in her head. Jason. And she smiled slowly again feeling the warmth spread over her body as her hands rubbed her lips.

Teasing her lips, tracing a line down her neck stopping only to pinch her erect nipples, pulling them slightly. Her fingers made their way down her stomach, to the top of her mound slowly, running them over the fabric of her white cotton panties.

She caught her breath as her hand ran down the fabric feeling the amount of wetness. Again she smiled as her fingers ran back and forth, forcing her hips to rise and meet them with an eagerness she never knew.

Slipping her index and middle finger inside, they glided over the softness and around the wetness to the rock hard button burning for attention.

One, two, three strokes and her body responded in kind as she cried out. "FUCK ME" harder, she stroked her clit fucking her fingers furiously as her orgasm waved over her body, sending her mind reeling. The sheer amount of will was amazing. Harder and harder she pressed her clit, slipping only once and again inside her burning hole. Again she cried out as her body responded with another gripping orgasm. She closed her eyes, tossed her head back and as the veins in her neck strained, she rode the waves of pleasure to the shores of contentment.

 

[Sir_Roger]

Her finger, touching the dreamcatcher, roused me from my rest.

She was fully awake in no time, and I could almost sense the satisfaction, the new feeling of sexual wareness that the previous night had delivered to Beth. her hand moved away, down to her pressure points, her sexual buttons, the ones that would eventually ignite her primal afterburners.

Her arousal reached new heights, as she cried out in pleasure.
Beggng for what I would eventually deliver, but in my own time.

I neede to pland something, a little seed deep in her mind, I wanted her to sleep naked now, to dispense with any nightwear, until, at a later date, when I would tell her what I desired.

The orgasm subsided, as did I, knowing that I would return, with the setting of the sun, and the rising of the moon.

One last thought for you Beth, be naked, and ready, at the witching hour."