Dream: Riley

WARNING: Sexual Content

This was a pleasant little thing with pornstar Riley Reid, like we might have been in a romantic situation, maybe dating or something; we were having an intimate moment, first lying next to each other naked, in a bed with white sheets, just caressing softly, but mostly just talking. It was really  interesting conversation; she was talking about just exploring ideas, premises, intellectually, and considering doing so while on acid, which she said gave her some feelings of hesitation, because she was aware that it was potentially scary where you might end up when exploring certain topics in that state of mind.  I listened, and just added to the conversation by perhaps mirroring and trying to bring out a bit more, saying something about accepting or rejecting certain truths as an exercise could be quite interesting/illuminating and also challenging, and perhaps risky.

In this conversation with her I sort of felt myself liking her more, my appreciation for her grew because I value bravery in this way; it’s obviously not a typical trait in people in general, then again also not typical in sexy, attractive women either, so I felt the ‘waxing’ sensation in myself in the realization of seeing her as a more special person as there became more depth in our relationship.  Then, as we were petting and moving around casually, I had my eye ‘caught’ by her exposed labia, as she just moved from one position to the next, which we then laughed about as a phenomenon of maybe just being a heterosexual male animal– just part of our programming for it to draw our attention, like unavoidably, so there was a playful lighthearted moment of talking about it as a play-by-play like moving through the frame/field of view, then suddenly some pussy!…becomes the focus of attention, then suddenly There it is again! etc. So then I explained it as having that visual aspect, but then I elaborated about also really liking its form, texture, taste, etc. Then she said “Well then, I think it’s time for you to go to Pussy Town!”

So I of course accepted her invitation to play with her stuff, first kind of just rubbing around, then putting a bit of pressure on her lower gap area, just getting a sense of how aroused she was. She wasn’t particularly wet in that moment, so I was just thinking OK, nice bit of pressure there, but no need to force anything; let’s do a bit of clit play. So then as I was laying beside her, I placed my middle finger of my left hand somewhat vertically along her clit between her lips, and she let out a little playful yelp, like it was a bit of surprise and pleasure/fun too. Then I felt my wrist get tight, like my hand and everything was too rigid, as I could only hold it in one position. I used my right hand to pick up my left off of her, trying to loosen it up in an effort to alter the shape more fluidly, so I could hopefully do a better job of getting her feeling good from my touches.  As an aside, I just remember that somewhere in that psychedelic exploration conversation I saw gaps in her teeth that were quite wide, like way wider than would be normal.

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