Today I had a dream I was a man that was having sex with another man, but I knew that I was a women in really life. I was so aroused by what I was doing that I just thrusted harder which as you know made the other man more excited he started to make that most arousing moans and the cutest little gasp for air. He was quivering so nicely that I was almost ready to cum but I held back I wanted to torture him some more just a little more.

He was so aware of me at this moment. I leaned forward to lick his neck he sighs in pleasure so I pull his hair and turn his head so I can kiss him, he gasps than groans as I kiss him than he cums so hard I feel the jolt through me cock

You are so fucking hot (I say to him) but im not done with you yet you little slut. I know this makes him so hot when I talk like this he loves it when I treat him like I just picked him up on the street. But in the dream he really is my lover and has been for years,

He is my dream lover, well one half of me dream lover the sub side but I like to be topped sometimes. The top that I like is a someone that I can trust they are the only one that I can trust to stop when I say so but still gives me that feeling that they are not going to and sometimes will push it just to the edge of to far but still stop. they know that I can only take so much damage to my body or psyche

I am not a fragile person but I like to feel like I am. I like to feel like I am the tiny delicate person I feel inside but only the person I will be with for the rest of me life will see this. I’m, in reality, a pretty stout person . . . . . for a woman.