Dreams Do Come True

Ryleigh rolled over in the bed to look at the clock – again. At least this time she managed to sleep until almost 2am. Dean was in Europe tour, promoting WWE Road to Wrestlemania. Ryleigh had no idea why she was having issues sleeping at night. It's not like she hasn't slept alone before, but this time she keeps having the most erotic dream, waking up right at the brink of orgasm. Sometimes she has to touch herself and make herself cum just to be able to slip back into sleep for a couple hours. Last night, it happened twice and the funny this is that she's not even sure she knows what it is that gets her so worked up. She talked to her friend, Kelsey, who suggested she write out her dreams and then see if they have a pattern. "Maybe you only get them when Dean's gone and he calls you", Kelsey said. Ryleigh decided to try it and so the next morning, she wrote down her dream and she couldn't believe the details she remembered.

March 17th

The one that woke me up this time was so intense. It was like I was looking at the scene almost like I was watching a movie. I was lying on a bed, it seemed like it was late afternoon because the sun wasn't very bright. There were candles lit and I could just barely hear music in the background. I was lying on my stomach and I was almost nude, just a white thong and my shirt bunched up under my head like a pillow. My bra was off, it was somewhere on the floor and I could feel "him". He was straddling my legs just below my hips, his hands were running up and down my back. He was using oil, massaging my body because his hands were so warm and soft. As he pressed in on my back, I would moan softly. His hands felt wonderful, he was so gentle. He started running his hands up my sides, touching my breasts. I lifted up on my arms, wanting him to cup my breasts. I wanted to feel his hands cover my breasts and hold the weight of them. He laughed softly as his hands just barely touched them, it was like he was teasing me. He moved his hands down to the small of my back pressing firmly. His hands almost covered the span of my waist, and I could feel his thumbs slide under the waistband of my panties. I arched my back and he was so hard I could feel him pressing against me. I tried to roll over so that I could touch him and show him how much I wanted him but he just nudged me back to my stomach. He continued to work on the small of my back, this time sliding my panties down my legs.
Now I was completely nude and he was still straddling me. I could feel his hands still rubbing my body and I was just helpless. I didn't want to move. He leaned forward and kissed my shoulder softly and then moved to my other shoulder. I was moaning now, I just couldn't stop. The feelings were just non-stop. My breasts felt so heavy, they were just aching for him to touch me, to lick my nipples. I can feel his hands as he moves them over my body, his hands running over the swell of my backside. He leans forward and nibbling at my neck and ears whispers, 'Do you want me? Or should I stop?' My body shudders as feel his bare skin touch my back. My breath is coming faster and faster as I turn to my head. 'Please, don't stop touching me, I need you'. Now finally he allows me to roll over. He is still straddling my legs only now he can see my body laid out in front of him. I reach for him just to have him place my hands above my head with one hand. With the other, he braces himself above me. Leaning just close enough that I can't reach his lips with mine. 'Close your eyes' he whispers. Leaving my hands above my head, he runs his hands down over me. I moan as his hands finally get to my breasts. His hands cupping them, massaging them. I'm almost panting, I need him so much. He leans down and ever so softly using just the tip of his tongue teases me nipples. I arch my back against his mouth, bringing my hands down to his head, running my fingers through his hair. He takes my nipple in his mouth tugging gently while his hands continue to massage me. He moves off me, long enough to take off his briefs. He comes back to me on the bed, this time settling between my legs. He kisses me slowly, his tongue tangling with mine. I keep running my hands over his back and shoulders, loving the feel of his body pressed down over me.

I can feel the tip of his dick pressing against me, I open my legs arching against him but he won't enter me. He presses me back against the pillow as he begins kissing his way down my body. His tongue licking slow circles around my navel, placing kisses on the curve of my hip. He kneels between my legs, leaning in his elbows. He leans in and slowly spreads me open. He lifts my legs over his shoulders as he begins driving me over the edge. I cry out as I feel his tongue working against my body, his hands still touching me using his thumb to stoke my clit. My hands are holding him tight against my body as I cry out again and again. I'm arching my hips against his face, begging him not to stop. As I reach the point of orgasm, he slides one, then two long fingers inside of me. He just holds them inside of me while I ride his hand. As I fall back limply he strokes me slowly. He kneels over me kissing me. It's so erotic, I can taste myself on his lips, on his tongue. He kneels on the bed between my spread legs as he strokes me one last time. He places the head of his cock against me and so slowly presses into me. I wrap my legs around him, not wanting him to leave me. He pulls out of me almost completely, then slowly pushes back in. He keeps this pace tortuously slow, I can feel the orgasm building, I just want this to last forever. I'm so close to cumming, I push my heels back against him urging him on. Still he refuses to change his pace, so deep and slow. My hands now are running over his shoulders, his arms. 'Please, I need to...oh God please!' Now I'm at the point of begging.
He rolls us over so that I'm on top. 'Show me what you want.' I begin to ride, taking him deep inside my body. The feelings are so intense now, my hands slide up my body to cup my breasts, rolling my nipples between my fingers. I can see him watching me and it just turns me on that much more. My pace quickens as I can feel the orgasm roll through me. I fall forward bracing my self on either side of him. He runs his hands over my hip, to my back. I lean forward to kiss him and I can tell that he is close. His breath is coming faster and faster with every moment. I lean back and begin to ride him faster now, I want to feel him cum inside me. I want to know that I made him lose control. I'm grinding my hips against him now and his hands are gripping my hips so tightly. His eyes are closing now, his hips bumping up to meet mine. I ride harder, wanting him to cum. He slides a hand between our bodies, using his thumb rubs my clit. As my orgasm rolls through me again, my head drops back. He rears up, wrapping his arms around me as he cums. Slowly he lowers us back to the bed rolling us so that my head is cradled on his chest. He runs his hands lightly over my back as our breathing slows back down to normal. He rolls out of the bed, holding his hand out to me. 'C'mon, lets go take a shower.'

Ryleigh reads the passage and remembers how she "got off" when she woke up. As she's sitting there, she hears her phone going off. She sees that it's Dean and she answers it, quickly. "Hey babe", she says trying not to sound out of breath. "Hey darlin', you ok? You sound like you just ran a marathon", Dean asked with a smile. "Huh…what…no, I was in the kitchen getting dinner ready for the kids. Mom and dad are taking them for the night, so I can get some work done. Too bad, you weren't coming home, tonight", she said softly. If she could see the look on Dean's face, she would die. "Yeah, what a waste of a good night. But I'll be home soon and then your parents will definitely get the kids, but for a weekend, at least, if not more". Ryleigh smiled and they exchanged their good-byes. Her parents arrived a few minutes later and after they left, Ryleigh got some work done and then took her shower.

2:21am - again. She thought that she had finally gotten it all out of her system. As she lay there, asleep, she felt as if the dream was back, but this time it seemed real. She felt a pair of arms wrap around her, as she felt her head, being cradled on his chest. It felt as if she had just experienced the best sex ever. But, when she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of icy blue ones, staring back at her. He stood there, extended his hand, and said "C'mon, lets go take a shower". "Are you serious? I could just pass out!" He just smiled and took my hand pulling me out of bed and to the bathroom. As he turned on the water, he looked over his shoulder and winked. "You never know, it might be fun!" and with that said, he stepped into the shower and held out his hand. Ryleigh felt as if she was having an "out of body" experience. She watched as the events unfolded in front of her.

I stepped into the shower moving under the spray as he closed the curtain. I lifted my face and let the water just rain over me. I turned to soak my hair and saw him tip shampoo into his hand. I smiled as I turned, "Are you gonna wash my back too?" I felt him run his fingers through my hair, scrubbing gently and when his soapy hands slid down my shoulders I just leaned back against him. He slid his hands over my breasts, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples. Rolling them in his fingers, he was sending jolts of pleasure through my body. On a soft moan, I arched back against him. Slowly, his hand slid down over my stomach the tips of his fingers just brushing the top of my lips. "Do you want me? Or should I stop?" he asked. I moved my hand to cover his to keep his fingers there, "No, don't stop." I arched my back as he rolled my nipple between his fingers. I could just feel my body tense as I waited for him to touch me, I wanted to feel his fingers spreading me open. I want to cum for him, I want to soak myself so that I can take him deep inside me. His fingers continue to tease, never quite touching. "Please, touch me..." As he kissed me softly behind my ear, he dipped just one finger between my lips stroking slowly. My hips were grinding against him as my breath came harder and harder. I was so close, I was practically begging. He turned my body so that he could take my nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking gently. As I rode his hand, he drove 2 fingers deep into me. My orgasm ripped through me as I cried out. As my body calmed, he slowly slid his fingers out.
He wrapped his arms around me, running his hands over my back and my bottom. I looked up to see him smiling down at me. "Are you ok?" he asked. I could only nod as I pulled his head down, leaning up to kiss him. His arms tightened around me as we kissed deeply under the hot water. I could feel his cock pressing hard against me, I eased my body back so that I could wrap my fingers around him. He moaned against my mouth as I stroked him. This time it was him moving against me, and I didn't want to stop. I trailed my lips over his chest as I moved down his body. I knelt in front of him, stroking lightly and leaned forward circling my tongue around the head of his cock. His hands had fallen to my shoulders and I could feel them gripping me as my tongue teased him. I looked up and saw his eyes closed with his head back and knew he was completely focused on what I was doing. Without taking my hands off of him, I leaned forward and took him deep into my mouth. He moaned long and deep as I began to lick and suck his cock. Shallow teasing strokes and deep strokes with my hands and tongue. He ran his hands over my hairs gripping my hair as I stroked him. I wanted him to cum in my mouth, I wanted to do for him what he did for me. I started stroking faster with the intent of doing just that when he gripped my hair and pulled my head back.
"Now...I need you now" he said as he pulled me to my feet. He pushed me back against the wall of the shower kissing me deeply. He lifted my legs, wrapping them around his waist as he drove into me. Almost instantly I came, my breath sobbing out. He drove into me over and over again, his hands gripping my bottom tight. The water is cooling now, but we just keep moving faster and faster. My orgasm is building again, I'm begging now for him not to stop. His grip tightens almost painfully as he swells inside of me, he groans against the side of my neck as he cums deep inside me triggering my orgasm. He drops his head to my shoulder as my legs slowly slide down his waist. My feet touch the floor and I try to catch my breath. He reaches back and turns the water off, pressing soft kisses against my lips. He opens the curtain and wraps me in a towel before drying himself. I can see my self in the mirror, heavy eyed and rosy from the shower. He hangs up his towel, and reaches for my hand..."C'mon, lets go to bed".

Once again, Ryleigh wakes up, but this time it's eight o'clock in the morning and she isn't alone. She turns to see a pair of icy blue eyes, looking at her. She sits up quickly, looking at her husband. "WHAT THE….When did you get here?", she asks as she hugs Dean tightly. "Well, last night to be exact. When I called you, I was at the airport. We finished the tour, a day early, so when you said you mom had the kids, I decided to surprise you. When I got here, I saw your journal and I must say, you have some vivid dreams, while I'm away", he said kissing the top of her head. Ryleigh blushed and looked up at Dean. "You're not mad?" Dean smiled and said, "Nope", as they snuggled back under the blankets.