An actual e-mail to my girlfriend: It's about 3:45 AM and we've been asleep for hours after a brief but very passionate love making session the night before. We had been losing a lot of sleep lately, having such trouble keeping our hands off each other. You are barely aware of a warm, light touch between your legs and almost unconscious, you spread your legs. A wave of pleasure slowly pours over you as you feel yourself getting moist.

The light touch becomes a steady up and down motion around your sweet salty soft edges making you even wetter while you're still in a sleepy daze. You are just aware of light toying and sucking sounds that match the pleasure that encompasses you. You don't know if it's a dream or if it's me pleasuring you in the middle of the still silence of the night, but either way you don't care. The sensation is slowly building as you arch your back and rub your swollen breasts and hard, protruding nipples increasing your arousal.

You think, if it is him, I don't want to distract him by touching him, and if it isn't him, well I just hope I don't wake up before this beautiful dream ends. You can sense something dancing around the inside of your softness, pushing quickly in and out and all around, without a break, or any sign of stopping. You're sopping wet now and moaning uncontrollably in your dreamy haze as you start to climax. Your breathing becomes so deep, then halts with the amazing jolts of orgasm that grab you over and over and over again as the deep internal touching reaches its greatest intensity. Still not sure of reality, you totally relax and slip completely back to sleep.

The next morning, you come into the kitchen and see me sitting at the breakfast table having a cup of coffee.

You hug me from behind, pressing your ample breasts on my neck the way you now I like it and say "That was wonderful last night darling, incredible!" "Yes, it was, but I'm glad we were finally able to get to sleep before midnight for once" I say.

"No", you reply, "what you did in the middle of the night". I look confused and say " What are you talking about?" You realize that it actually was a dream and smile and say " Oh, never mind, I just had the most wonderful dream". " Well, I say "That's nice to hear. You deserve nice dreams" as I smile to myself and taste the salty sweet remnants on my lips.