Land Of Chocolate

will I dream of you in a land of chocolate, as a sweet confection that I savor. will you melt in my mouth. will you be the cream filled delights that sweeten my journey. swim with me through the milky whey, your hair dripping stars. you would look so nice in a silver foil dress. I would nibble on you as we play in the surf. the heat of our bodies heating the chocolate night into coco. a shake of your hair filling our cups with glowing marshmallows. your heals stirring my soul. your lips on mine melting what our heat could not. melt with me

Dream Stirred Visions

a bitter chill blew on me as I walked, in the distance, a white, fluffy fur swayed. as I touched it, it opened and fell to the ground. the intensity of your smooth sweet body warmed the snow that surrounded us, life filled the land. you called out a secret name and were lifted into the sky on the back of a giant white stallion. your skin glistened in the sun as that was your only covering, power and joy bathed your face, your hair flowing softly, almost weightless, the muscles of your back, flexing and rippling, your hands gripping the reigns, your biceps round with tension, your smile melting the clouds away. 

as my dream stirs visions, warm wind billows fabric of gold, shear against your flesh, sunset lighting you to a lovely glow, your body, candy to mine, pleasure a reward for passion, mist turns to rain, rain cools the sun baked ground, we fall into each others arms and became one, I see you inside, I see your integrity and beauty, the peace you bring others, the need to make love to you and never stop grips me, 

I move behind you, the warmth of our nude bodies touch before we do, my hands move to your front, your breasts fill my hands, you lean forward, your fingers on the wall, legs open as you shift your weight, the scent of your hair, the taste of your back as I kiss you, the divide behind you relaxes, your back arches, my passion moves over your diamond, wetness from our anticipation, slips me inside of you, slowly in a little, wetting me further, out drawing your ambrosia with it, a deeper, thrust and we begin a rhythm, pink flesh circles my cock, wiping and wetting as we move, speed increases, palms on the wall now, your head drops down, then back up, the sound of slapping getting louder, my body lifting you a little more each time, you feel me growing, I feel your muscles tightening, then you fall a little and we cum