A Nightmare Come True

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I awaken drenched in my own sweat, throwing the covers from myself; feeling suddenly trapped. I don’t know if I may have screamed just a little, because you are already awake and sitting straight up.

Even in the darkness, with only the full moon shining through the sheer curtains, I see you scan the room quickly for signs of trouble. When none are visible, you grab both of my arms and whisper “what’s wrong?”

You see the tears in my eyes and pull me close to you. My heart is beating so fast. I can feel yours racing as well, uncertain of the trouble.

“What’s the matter honey? Did you have a bad dream?”

I feel the strength and tenderness in your embrace and relax just a little bit. I try to put the dream out of my mind, but I can’t. As terrifying as it was, I am very aroused by it. I don’t know if that is what has me shaken the most. I nod my head and mutter a quick yes, holding you tighter as the dream flashes through my mind. I can feel myself becoming more aroused as each moment passes, as each clip flashes from the nightmare.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You say as you pull back just enough to look me in the eyes.

I shake my head no and let my head fall. I can’t even look you in the eyes. I am so ashamed of my reaction to this dream. The image of me being pinned down and fucked hard by someone unknown…should not arouse me. I close my eyes to see the image of him above me but his face is not visible. My hands are above my head held forcefully in his hands. They feel like they might actually split in two from the force he applies. I try to dig my nails into him but this only seems to feed his desire.

I reach down and start caressing your thigh, running my hand firmly up and down it. I wonder if you will think bad of me right this very moment. Perhaps you’ll just think I need to get my mind far from the awful nightmare. You place your fingers on my chin and raise my head. Our eyes meet and I am certain that you can see into my mind and the inappropriate thoughts the dream has brought to me. If you do see them it must not bother you because you bring your lips to mine and take them softly. Perhaps just to bring to me to where my thoughts should be. Your lips are so sensual and soft. I immediately melt, as I always do when you kiss me. I hear you wince softly and realize that my fingers are digging into your thigh. I pull my hand back quickly and stiffen my body, suddenly frightened of my thoughts.

You never pull away or stop, instead you take the kiss deeper, harder. Your mouth crushes against mine, your tongue rushes into my mouth and your teeth nibble on my lips and tongue causing a hint of pain. My heart races as I feel myself plunge. You grab my hand and put it back on your thigh, pressing it into your flesh. The incredible heat between my legs is boiling my inner juices. As your mouth takes more from mine, I dig my fingers into your thighs unable to control my thoughts and desires.

The image of the man coming into our bedroom while we sleep; flashes back to my mind. He pulls back the covers to expose my sleeping body, nightgown covered. Still lost in your heated kiss and the nightmare, he grabs my breast, hard. I awaken to see him standing above me and start to scream. His hand quickly covers my mouth and he pushes my head back into my pillow. From the corner of my eye, I can see you still sleeping.

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