Sex – ya I know, it’s been awhile for any astral, dream or telepathic sex. However, I have some killer excuses for the no posts – but I won’t bore you with the details. Needless to say – everything is back on track now.
Ted, bless his sexy British heart, has made an appearance again. I was surprised to find me in the midst of dream sex with this English Muffin. But there we were….
I was staying in a Bed and Breakfast in the midst of a big city – felt like LA. I’m downstairs, trying to find a signal for my Blackberry when I heard this sexy voice ask: Excuse me – do we know one another? I turned and looked into a pair of mischievous green eyes. The voice in my head (which I was guessing was my guides and not a spilt personality) screamed – do not tell him of your soul connection.
I smiled and replied: I don’t know – maybe I’ll sleep on it and see what happens. He said he’d do the same thing and we went our separate ways.
I woke up the next morning knowing that I was with him in a dream visit to Ireland. I went down for breakfast wondering if he’d remember – he did. Good morning — how’s Ireland? He asked.
Pretty good as far as I can remember – how’d you like it?
It was eye opening – he grinned.
Then his she-devil of a wife sat down next to him and introduced herself.
Fast forward a bit….
I’m in my blue terry-cloth robe – naked underneath – and looking at a map on the wall in the living room. It has a cord on it – so I pull it down a tad and see the knot part of a red tie glued to the top of the map. I knew that Ted had something to do with this map as soon as I saw the tie.
Ted stood to my left and made some comment about the map. Next thing I knew, his right hand slid under the opening of my robe and across my stomach. His fingers brushed my nipples – their response was immediate.
I turned to look at him and as I did, his lips came crushing down on mine. He tasted sweet, as if he just ate a orange. Our tongues danced around hungry – exploring for more.
He pulled back and grabbed my hand – I stopped him and asked where the she-devil was at? At home packing – he replied – I asked her for a divorce.
We opened the double-doors of one of 1st floor bedrooms- it belonged to a guest named Ron – he wasn’t there.
In the blink of an eye, Ted has his clothes off – my robe gone by the way side. We rolled around on the made bed like a couple of teens in heat. Kissing, licking, fondling – exploring. My sexual excitement level was off the charts – and so was his.
We heard a commotion in the hall – and Ron’s voice. It was now or never – Ted slipped into me, his cock feeling like a heating rod. He thrusted once – twice – my nails dug in – as he entered for the 3rd thrust – we heard Ron’s voice right outside the door. Ted stopped dead in his tracks – I could feel him pulsing inside of me. He jumped off me and got on his clothes. I threw on my robe – opened the window and jumped out.
Next thing I know I’m in my 3rd floor room. There’s a knock and Ted comes in. The guy’s still as hard as a rock – I have no clue how he got out of that room with his erection in tact.
He comes in the room – the hallway is staring to get crowed with people – it’s like there’s an open house or something. We look my door and slide a dresser in front of it.
I look at him and said we have to finish this. He had me down on the bed quick – thrusting in me – but the bed made this horrible squeaking sound. We had to think of something else – and quick.
I ran over and bent the arm of this big – yet uncomfortable looking chair. It only took a few times and Ted climaxed. Me – nope. Using the chair for balance – I asked him to finger me so that I could finish. He has long piano fingers that knew exactly how to play me. Within moments I was in orgasm heaven.
The excitement of the orgasms woke me up – and I felt that I was in no way close to being sexually cooled off. So I continued – and continued until I fell back to sleep exhausted – but happy.
I’m glad to see Ted again:)
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