Dreams

Dream 1

April 11, 2020
I woke up this morning with tears rolling down my cheeks. I had one of the best dreams ever. Now I've had sex dreams before and this was not a sex dream. It was love. I could feel the warmth of it. I don't remember the dream from start to finish but I remember pieces or moments of it. There was a bed on the floor, I think it was just a mattress but not sure. He was laying in it, under the covers. I remember feeling like he was supposed to still be awake but I don't know what for. But I remember look at his face. I don't know exactly what he looks like, a few times I think he looked like Coleson Baker(mgk) but I know it wasn't him. He had a similar body to his though, slim but still very muscular and very tall with masculine large hands and feet. Like I said, this wasn't a sex dream. I remember paying under the covers next to him. He was on his side facing away from me so I looked at his back rise and fall with his breath. He didn't have a shirt on or pants, just boxers. My hand wrapped around his stomach while my outer leg hiched up around his waist, holding on to him. The reason this dream was so different, so emotionally different was because I could fell the warmth of his body on mine. I could feel how hot his stomach was with my hand and I could feel how hot his waist was with my thigh.   My stomach was pressed against his back and through the large tshirt I had on, which I assume was his, I could feel the warmth of his back spread onto my stomach. I felt loved. In the dream the next thing I remember is being rolled onto my back. His head was resting in between my breast, I realized I had no bra on, his arms were wrapped around my back and my arms were on him, one threaded in his hair and the other on his back. My legs were wrapped around his stomach with my ankles clasped together. We were so close and I could feel the love radiating of off both our bodies. Then he rolled us onto our sides, so his nose was in the spot in between my breasts and I could feel his warm breath through my shirt. I felt so close to this man. My legs were even more attached to his stomach than before. I felt his smile before I even opened my eyes. Like I said this is not a sex dream because sex dreams are about sex itself and lust not feelings. He moved his head and payed it directly on my left breast and his hands were up the back of my shirt. The warm ness of his hands on my bare back was intoxicating. He started to lift the shirt up and the reason this dream was so good was I didn't feel insecure about my body. I only felt loved. I don't remember exactly how it happened but I know that his lips were on mine and it was amazing.