Wet Dream Cowboy

While I slept curled up in my lonely bed,
I dreamed I lay in a green field.
The warm air caressed me;
the world sat still and quiet.
Peaceful. Free.

While grass rustled, and the sun’s heat faded;
I peered from below my stetson.
A hand grabbed my shoulder;
a shadow stretched across me.
Steely. Strong.

While his voice caused my heartbeat to increase,
tingles rushed toward my stomach.
His strength pressed against me;
his hand lay me on the grass.
Inflamed. Hot.

While the cowboy’s sparkling eyes transfixed me,
he eased himself down next to me.
His large hands grabbed my face;
his soft hot lips caressed mine.
Manly. Firm.

While I gazed into his brooding warm eyes,
my lips ached to kiss him again.
My heart raced inside me;
my trembling hands grabbed his chest.
Solid. Broad.

While the cowboy admired, and his heart thumped,
I couldn’t resist his parted lips.
He leaned in and kissed me;
he ran his hands down my back.
Tender. Moist.

While he lay on me, his legs between mine,
I caressed the handsome cowboy.
His eyes pleaded with me;
his mouth released a soft moan.
Longing. Ache.

While I slid my hands along his firm thighs,
he lay back against the warm grass.
I licked his hot six-pack;
I nibbled his heaving chest.
Tasty. Tight.

While I kissed his sweet spot, and tongued the top,
he tore at the grass beneath him.
My lips caressed the tip;
my wet tongue swirled around him.
Sticky. Sweet.

While I still lay in my big lonely bed,
my body felt sticky and wet.
I caressed my soaked skin;
I licked my wet dream release.
Salty. Mine.

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