Working on those knight moves

[LukkyKnight]

I want to seed my dreams tonight with somebody who has some creative ideas for where those dreams would go...

Wanna be in my dreams? I am open to suggestion. Very open.

Wanna be in somebody else's? Have you told them lately that you want to share a dream, or be their wet dream? What are you waiting for?

Consider this a written invitation.

 

[SempreAngela]

Seeding a dream

Soft, satin skin, velvet mouth that is hot and wet, emerald eyes that dance with fire when your reflection is in them, lips full and pink (top ones), that can show you the path to heavens gate, white pearl teeth that can tantalize you for hours, arms that ache to hold you, a southern twat so hot and demanding, butt cheeks that beg for your touch, swollen clit ready for your tongue to dance on it, moans and whispers waiting for your ears. Shall I go on?

 

[Rubyfruit]

I come to you at night ...

... it feels like a dream ...

... but so real ....

... you awaken to me kneeling between your legs, looking at you with such passion that you feel your blood pressure rise ...

... we don't say a word as I take your soft member into my mouth ...

... I suck and lick your cock to life, all the while holding eye contact with you ...

... "do you like to watch me suck you, baby?" I ask ...

... you say nothing as you grab my hair and begin to leak precum on my lips ...

... soon you are moaning my name and thrusting your hips up to meet my hungry mouth ....

... "fuck my face, baby, fuck it," I think to myself ...

... I want to take all of you down my throat ...

... suddenly you take one last deep thrust into my mouth, holding my head steady with your hands in my hair ...

... you say, "oh god, oh fuck, sweet jesus, woman" ...

... as I feel the warm spurt of my reward pumping into my mouth and down my throat.

 

[Guest]

Edited to due to poor comprehension.

I'll watch and learn, tonight.

 

[SempreAngela]

Shiver

Take this with you to your bed and your dreams..

Shiver

Don't know how you do it
Like there's nothing to it
You just look my way
I lose my composure
Don't know what to say
I'm overwhelmed, you smile, I melt

Shiver, tremble, I never
No I never once felt so much
It shakes me how you take me
Deeper then I've ever been
It's to the core, under my skin I
Shiver

I love the way your whisper
Slowly, softly lingers
In my ear
You move a little lower
The world starts spinning slower
Then it disappears
Your lips so close, we kiss almost
Just barely touch, but that's enough
To make me

Shiver, tremble, I never
No I never once felt so much
It shakes me how you take me
Deeper then I've ever been
It's to the core, under my skin I
Shiver

It shakes me
How you take me
Deeper than I've ever been
It's to the core, under my skin I
Shiver
Shiver

Shiver, tremble, I never
No I never once felt so much
It shakes me how you take me
Deeper than I've ever been
It's to the core, under my skin I
Shiver

I shiver.

 

[LukkyKnight]

a fream worth sharing

Soft, satin skin, velvet mouth that is hot and wet, emerald eyes that dance with fire when your reflection is in them, lips full and pink (top ones), that can show you the path to heavens gate, white pearl teeth that can tantalize you for hours, arms that ache to hold you, a southern twat so hot and demanding, butt cheeks that beg for your touch, swollen clit ready for your tongue to dance on it, moans and whispers waiting for your ears. Shall I go on?

go on or come on, by all means... a compelling and inviting starting point, SempreAngela...
http://www.naughtycards.com/c/rthoughts-b/card12.jpg

 

[cymbidia]

Closed eyes, naked bodies, sitting on the bed, facing each other.

Warm room air, fireplace crackling and throwing muted dancing flamelight over us.

Fingers touching lightly, mine on your face. Stroking. Soft tips brushing the edge of your skin, leaving nothing but faint sensation behind, a web woven of the barest gentleness of touch. Fingertips feathering over your cheeks, over the edges of your lips and sweeping up to caress across the wings of your eyebrows.

Then down to curl around your ears, tugging at your earlobes, and into and through your hair, soft skin brushing into silk, winding strands into the curl of fingers and tugging, but gently, softly.

Down your neck, down your shoulders, hands now, cupping, holding, smoothing over mucsles relaxing ever more slowly into pliability.

To your biceps, over your elbows, down your forearms, my hands and fingers dragging the easy sensation of touch and care over your skin.

Your hands in mine, massaging gently, your palm... your fingers, each individually... the pad of your thumb... palms and backs, slowly, easily... and then laying the hand delicately across the platform of your thigh before reaching for the other, to do the same to that one... slowly, seeing the stress drain from your skin, from your muscles...

And on... and on... back up your arms to your shoulders... and then down your back, having moved round behind you, my legs open around your body as i lean into the job of smoothing the long lean muscles of your back and shoulders.

And on...

Massages are sometimes nicer than sex.
And sometimes they are sex.
And sometimes they become sex.

But it's your dream.
You can make it behave as you need it to.

 

[SempreAngela]

You are on top, licking my swollen clit, while I am sucking your luscious cock, taking it in this torrid mouth, inch by inch, tongue swirling along the head of your cock, licking the opening, continuing to trace circles as my mouth takes you deeper, allowing throat muscles to contract to ease you down, way down.

Never losing interest in what you are doing to me. My hips thrusting towards your mouth, wiggling and moaning at the sensations caused by your wet tongue tantalizing my clit. The moan allows your cock to slip deeper down the velvet passage of my throat, full lips surrounding the skin of your member, applying pressure and then releasing.....shall I go on?

 

[KillerMuffin]

Snippets...

He lifted his head and locked his eyes on mine. His hands went hesitantly to the buckle of his belt. My eyes followed them. He paused, then undid it. Then the button and zipper on his khaki pants. He moved slowly, diffidently. I guessed that he'd never stripped for a woman before. I licked my lips when he started inching his polo shirt up his belly. He yanked it off.

Oh my. With his shirt off he looked like some pagan warrior. My sex started to throb. I shifted in my chair, hooking one leg over the arm and pressing my fingers into my pussy. He took a deep breath and dropped the shirt. His gaze settled in the same place my fingers did.

He toed his shoes off and pulled off the socks. He hooked his thumbs into the trousers and the waistband of his underwear, then shoved them down his legs. He kicked them off and stood there, before me, legs slightly spread, cock pointing towards his belly. I groaned in appreciation. He was utterly beautiful.

The delicious naughtiness of the entire situation caught up to me. The very idea that one of the man was standing naked for my pleasure sizzled down my spine. Beautiful, taboo, and all male. My fingers moved faster on my clit. He took a step forward and his erection bobbed. I squeezed my eyes shut, burning the picture of him like that forever into my brain, just before I came all over my hand.

"Holy fuck," he murmured. I opened my eyes again, feeling boneless. He was right in front of me, his hand slowly working his cock. Long and thick, the head of it burned reddish purple. As I watched, drops of precum oozed from the slit. My eyes followed his thumb as it spread the wetness across the broad head of his penis.

I considered going up for a taste, but thought the better of it. I wanted to watch, to see how far he'd go. Under my wet fingertips my pussy hummed to life again. I watched his fingers, noting the places they stroked and squeezed. Lazily, I matched his rhythm inside of my pussy.

His hand moved faster and the head of his cock turned a deeper red. "What are you thinking about?" His voice was rough and unsteady. It wasn't a question, it was an order.

"Your penis."

"What about my dick."

"What it tastes like." Lust washed over me again, making my voice husky with it. "What it would feel like on my tongue. How hot it is. How it would fill me. My pussy is so jealous of your hand."

He must have like the idea too because he groaned and dripped precum. I licked my lips, barely restraining myself from licking him. Watching him masturbate was entirely too arousing to stop, I wanted to see him cum. To that end, I goaded him on with the words he wanted. Instead of with my fingers and tongue, I caressed him with my voice. I told him of my lust, how my nipples always seemed to get hard whenever he was near and how I soaked my panties when I saw him. I gave him little snippets of the sexual fantasies that had been tormenting me for the past few weeks.

With a sexy howl, he came. His fist flew back and forth on his erection, huge spurts of cum landed on my face, breasts and belly. It was hot and creamy with a musky smell that made me drool. His eyes were shut and he was breathing heavily. He squeezed the full length of his shaft one last time, milking out the last few drops of cum. Leaning forward, I delicately licked at those last few drops. His taste exploded on my tongue. Oh fuck, he was delicious.



Umm... I'm off to bed now...

 

[Calamity Jane]

I was talking to a friend today and we were discussing dreams of one another... but oh, if we could meet in our dreams...

 

[LukkyKnight]

Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me...

My dreams tonight will be of time... unfettered, unspoiled, that most precious of all treasures which can be neither stored nor recovered - time.

Time to savor satin soft skin which stretches over firm muscles and blinks over eyes one can float in forever. Kissing and learning and tasting and savoring...

Time to breathe in the aroma of desire, to draw the scent deeply into myself as two spirits entwine.

Time for unhurried sharing. Time for slipping and sliding, for moaning and shivering... time for giving.

Time to ride the wave of arousal, to catch the crest of it and feel the power as it takes over and pushes us forward together. Time to feel each caress and wonder which half of it I am... time to realize it doesn't matter.

Time to tremble, to stroke, to taste, to learn, to grow, to surrender...

Time to make love to you, endlessly.

Goodnight.

 

[SempreAngela]

*giggle* I think LukkyKnight is getting gang banged.

 

[Cath!]

hmm...seems I am a little too late to join the party...

but you have some of mine in the archives, I believe.

Sweet dreams, frosted one.

 

[MissTaken]

*giggle* I think LukkyKnight is getting gang banged.

ROFLMAO!

But what a lovely collection of participants!


Damn! I wish I could right erotica!

 

[SempreAngela]

ROFLMAO!

But what a lovely collection of participants!


Damn! I wish I could right erotica!

LOL! Right now, MissTaken, I wish I had someone to practice the real thing on! After reading all of these wonderful writers of erotica I find I need new experiences so that I can write half as good as they do! I am so turned on now! WOW!!! Keep posting peeps, LukkyKnight may be dreaming but ummmm....can I just watch what you write to him?

 

[LukkyKnight]

the power of suggestion

Originally suggested by SensualAngela
LOL! Right now, MissTaken, I wish I had someone to practice the real thing on! After reading all of these wonderful writers of erotica I find I need new experiences so that I can write half as good as they do! I am so turned on now! WOW!!! Keep posting peeps, LukkyKnight may be dreaming but ummmm....can I just watch what you write to him?

The words, and thoughts, lingered in my mind, guiding my rapturous dreams as the night progressed. Visions of breasts, thighs, mouths, eyes, hips, bellies, fingers, necks, and legs spreading to reveal clit and labia as the scent of arousal swirled around us and passion washed over us took me for a night of erotic delight which did nothing to quench my need in spite of the beauty of the experience. I seem to have wrestled with the sheets, they were wrapped in a most unusual way around my legs and torso, imitating a lovers caress as I woke still feeling needy...

Shame to have been alone in the bed with all the reverberations of such dreams echoing through me this morning... the images of mutual hunger, of sharing this most intimate of passions, are still haunting me hours later...

Guide your dreams, if you dare. Enjoy your sleep. Let your mind create heaven... let your words grant a flight of fantasy to another as they rest. Taste the power of creating somebody else's dream, for in that time you become a part of them, connected to that most exquisite attenuation of the spirit as the body responds to the suggestion and ramps up arousal to wrap you both in sensual delight.

Distance ceases to matter, the vagaries of space and time evaporate, and the sharing reverberates along an invisible bond between two spirits... souls dancing naked in the moonglow, sparkling like a galaxy of desire full of amorphous sprinkles and constellations which take on form while you explore together...

I've slipped free of the bonds of consciousness to taste something more, to savor the touch of a soul I have never laid real-time eyes on, and it is wondrous.

Dare to dream.

 

[Cath!]

Re: the power of suggestion

Distance ceases to matter, the vagaries of space and time evaporate, and the sharing reverberates along an invisible bond between two spirits... souls dancing naked in the moonglow, sparkling like a galaxy of desire full of amorphous sprinkles and constellations which take on form while you explore together...

I've slipped free of the bonds of consciousness to taste something more, to savor the touch of a soul I have never laid real-time eyes on, and it is wondrous.

Dare to dream.

goodness...I think I need to go back to bed...

 

[SempreAngela]

Re: the power of suggestion

The words, and thoughts, lingered in my mind, guiding my rapturous dreams as the night progressed. Visions of breasts, thighs, mouths, eyes, hips, bellies, fingers, necks, and legs spreading to reveal clit and labia as the scent of arousal swirled around us and passion washed over us took me for a night of erotic delight which did nothing to quench my need in spite of the beauty of the experience. I seem to have wrestled with the sheets, they were wrapped in a most unusual way around my legs and torso, imitating a lovers caress as I woke still feeling needy...

Shame to have been alone in the bed with all the reverberations of such dreams echoing through me this morning... the images of mutual hunger, of sharing this most intimate of passions, are still haunting me hours later...

Guide your dreams, if you dare. Enjoy your sleep. Let your mind create heaven... let your words grant a flight of fantasy to another as they rest. Taste the power of creating somebody else's dream, for in that time you become a part of them, connected to that most exquisite attenuation of the spirit as the body responds to the suggestion and ramps up arousal to wrap you both in sensual delight.

Distance ceases to matter, the vagaries of space and time evaporate, and the sharing reverberates along an invisible bond between two spirits... souls dancing naked in the moonglow, sparkling like a galaxy of desire full of amorphous sprinkles and constellations which take on form while you explore together...

I've slipped free of the bonds of consciousness to taste something more, to savor the touch of a soul I have never laid real-time eyes on, and it is wondrous.

Dare to dream.

Il ballo degli amanti nei sogni lascia soltanto la fame di uno che ha avuto bisogno della soddisfazione per tanto tempo adesso. Non ho mai sentito tale delusione forte come la mia fine di sogni e mi sveglio trovare il ballo era preso parte a soltanto un sogno. Per favore aiutarme a fare i sogni una realtà.

Lei scrive il Cavaliere superbamente, Fortunato, un artista che usa la mia mente come il suo canovaccio.
La sfida di SOGNARE! La sfida di fare i sogni si sono realizzati.

 

[Elizabeth]

ok, ok, ok.....

not really anything about a dream but..every time I see the header of this thread...I can only think of this song...


Night Moves- Bob Seger

I was a little too tall
Could've used a few pounds
Tight pants points hardly reknown
She was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes
And points all her own sitting way up high
Way up firm and high

Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy
Workin' on mysteries without any clues
Workin' on our night moves
Tryin' to make some front page drive-in news
Workin' on our night moves
In the summertime
In the sweet summertime

We weren't in love, oh no, far from it
We weren't searchin' for some pie in the sky summit
We were just young and restless and bored
Livin' by the sword
And we'd steal away every chance we could
To the backroom, to the alley or the trusty woods
I used her, she used me
But neither one cared
We were gettin' our share
Workin' on our night moves
Tryin' to lose the awkward teenage blues
Workin' on our night moves
And it was summertime

And oh the wonder
We felt the lightning
And we waited on the thunder
Waited on the thunder

I awoke last night to the sound of thunder
How far off I sat and wondered
Started humming a song from 1962
Ain't it funny how the night moves
When you just don't seem to have as much to lose
Strange how the night moves
With autumn closing in

 

[LukkyKnight]

Waited on the thunder

Exactly, Elizabeth. Can't slip anything past somebody from Michigan, eh?

May each of you who reads or adds (or added) to this thread have dreams tonight as delicious as the ones this thread launched for me.

Take the time as you settle in to bed, once the lights are off, to imagine where your dreams may start, and oh the wonder when you awake... possibly mid-climax.

 

[Rubyfruit]

Lukky, I often guide my dreams with success. It's not all that hard to do, as you know.

I do it many times during the night, if I wake up and want to go back to a particular dream.

I find it relaxing and easy to fall asleep to erotic images, so I often "fantasize" while falling asleep.

Sweet dreams.