2018/02/04

Wet Dreams 3

(Sequel to Wet Dreams 2)

The dream didn’t happen two nights ago but last night it came back. He was the same but He didn’t ask me questions about being a virgin and not knowing much about sex. Instead He kissed me. He was in his grey suit and white shirt and tie and I was in my nightie and panties, and we were standing up in my bedroom, and He held me in His arms and kissed me and soon I kissed Him back. I’ve never been kissed, not for real, but I can at least imagine it and so in my dream it was beautiful and sweet and loving. Then I took my nightie off, and my panties, so He could see all of me, but I felt proud instead of embarrassed. I went down on my knees and looked up at His beautiful face and I begged Him for a spanking, like I always do now. And I remember He said you don’t want a spanking and I answered no, I really really don’t, but I do want You to spank me. And He understood, and put me over His lap, and He touched my bare bottom, and then His hand lifted away and I woke up — in a giant wet spot, with my hand inside my soaked panties. There is nobody I can talk to about this. I have so many questions. I think I must be broken but the dreams make me feel so good.

— Frenulum

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