Sometimes, You Have to Kiss and Tell

Women always say that a good girl never kisses and tells, but sometimes that rule has to be thrown out.

Very few people get to experience mind blowing, toe curling, leg shaking, passionate sex. For those of you who don't know what I'm talking about or who have never had the pleasure of experiencing this let me paint you a picture.

You have been traveling for hours you're sticky and gross. You get out of a hot shower your body squeaky clean. Wrapped in a towel you exit the bathroom only to be walked to a bed where every inch of your body is taken away from you. You lay down, your towel opens and your clean naked body is now exposed. Kissed from the top of your head, down to your neck, ending at your holy grail. Your body is floating in air and you can see yourself in pure ecstasy. Your body trembles with fire and you lose all sense of feeling in your toes, fingers, and face. Your body explodes like a volcano that has been idle for hundreds of years. What's happening is unfamiliar, scary and enticing all the same time. As you cool off you realize that you haven't been entered, just merely kissed by the sweetest lips that have ever graced the earth.

Or...

It's morning and you can feel the new Sun warming your face through the small cracks in the blinds. You know it's morning but you fight back the urgency to get out of bed. Turning your face the opposite way you feel a warm hand running up the side of your left leg. Still half asleep you let it be and enjoy the caress of his hands. You feel like a beautiful piece of art that he longs to desire. Suddenly you feel a weight on your back, not too heavy where you feel smothered, but just light enough where you feel protected. You can feel his heart beating straight through your chest. Slow, steady and calm as ever. The two bodies together begin to mold into one as he enters you from behind. He places his head in the nook of your right shoulder. Up and down, in and out your bodies dance to the beat of of the morning birds. Breathing hard each time they collide. You can't believe that something so simple can bring this much pleasure. His voice deepens as he goes deeper to find your treasure. Getting closer your body vibrates with excitement. Wanting this moment to last forever you fight your bodies urge to melt all over him. Up and down, in and out he is still inside of you. Breathing harder and harder he finds what he's been looking for. He then explodes, releasing his ink, leaving his mark and claiming that you are his. Now you both lay, he still on top of you, breathing in sync and weak from your dance. You turn your face to his and simply say, "Good morning".

dreams, that just so happen to involve sex

WARNING: The following may make some people uncomfortable.

Over the past few weeks I have been having some pretty interesting dreams. I realize that to people who don’t know me personally could give a rats ass about how good or bad my dreams are. However, for those that do know me know that for years I have dealt with chronic nightmares. So to have a week of good dreams, dreams that involve sex, is something to be very excited about.

I like to believe that everyone, at some point in their life, has had a sex dream. They may not want to admit it, but it has happened and nine times out of ten they enjoyed it. The only problem is that they never want to talk about it. Like there is some shame in having dream sex. The first thing a woman or man does after a steamy night of earth shattering sex is tell their girlfriends or their homeboys. It’s just the way it is. You sit and talk over a beer, wine, or blunt and recount each detail as if you are reliving it all over again. For those of you that say you have never done this, you should try it. It is quite healthy and always makes for good conversation.

When the sex happens in a dream people are more afraid to share those dirty details. It is already a known fact that men wake up ever morning with a hard on, so it may be safe to say that most of those are attributed to a dream from the previous night. Women on the other hand are a little different.

I can’t remember my first sex dream or when I actually had it, but I do remember my feelings afterwards. It was just as surreal as reality. When you are dreaming and aware that it is a dream you have the opportunity to allow yourself to behave in ways that you normally wouldn’t. You don’t feel afraid because you know it’s between you and your subconscious. There is a freedom that your mind allows your body to have. As if the two are completely separate.

A few nights ago I had a dream about Dude, from the previous post, and it was surely a shocker. To keep it real, I will just tell you how I told him:

Me:I had a dream about you last night.

Dude: What was the dream about?

Me: We were in some building waiting for something. And for some reason I was really afraid.

Dude: Why?

Me: I don’t know but you kept saying that it would be OK.Then you started holding me and caressing my head. Then you kissed me, starting at my forehead then to my neck. Carefully taking off my clothes one piece after another. You followed and got undressed. After you got undressed, you started kissing me again. Kissing my chest, breast, back, tummy. I continue to rub your chest, kissing your neck. I remember your strong arms. Always liked your arms, they make me feel safe. You laid me on my back, taste me so sweetly, then proceed to enter me. Filling every inch of me as if there was no end.

I felt every single emotion and touch in this dream. I could imagine watching my self and the facial expressions that were being made. This dream was in essence the definition of ecstasy. This person had total control over my body. Now, don’t get it confused this wasn’t some crazy upside down, hands tied behind your back, insert out of Zane novel. This was passion, pleasure and submission all wrapped in a pretty pink bow. As some would say this dream gave me life!

I have learned to handle to cope with the many nightmares that I have had along the years. But this, this is something that I can definitely get used to.

Thank God all dreams ain’t bad.