Dream or reality?

At night, I replied to all the birthday wishes I had received, thanking all those who took time out for me. I pushed my head deeper in my pillow and wrapped my blanket even tighter, mimicking the act of hugging. I didn't know why but I was feeling angsty that night. I arched my body lifting my back from the bed, making the blanket fall back from my chest to below my waist. The cold air hit instantly making my nipples stand erect beneath the thin fabric of my nightdress. I lowered my body again on the mattress and when I pulled the covers up again, the heavy material rubbed against my already sensitive nipples, eliciting a groan from me. Each time, I thought about Dave at night, I felt like that, sort of achy. It was as if my body was itching for his touch and it was starting to drive me mad.

I gently rubbed my fingers over my lips and they opened up in anticipation. Even they ere eager to be kissed and I couldn't help but remember the way that Dave had kissed me earlier in the day. It had been so passionate and my greedy body was asking for more.

That night I had a wet dream. There was Dave and me and we were alone in the library. The lights were dim and I could only barely make out his face. From time to time his glasses would catch the feeble light and glimmer. He grabbed me by the waist and brought me close to his body. I could feel the hardness of his chest muscles against the palm of my hands. Bending me slightly over his left arm, he pulled my hair away from my neck and started peppering it with small open-mouth kisses, leaving a wet trail behind. He then blew on it softly, making my skin break into goosebumps. he then brought his lips closer to the edge of my jaw, still continuing with his kisses, until he reached the corner of my lips. He gently licked the side of my lips and then all of a sudden he planted his lips firmly over mine and kissed me deeply. I moaned loudly and tried to bring him even closer to me. he seemed to want to do the same, but was hindered. Holding my waist firmly, he then lifted me and made me sit on the table just behind us. He took one step forward and that was all it took for us to be aligned crotch to crotch. I could feel the warm harness behind the zip of his pants poking at my body and it made me so wet. My nipples had already hardened and were visible through the material of my shirt. Dave slowly trailed a finger down from my hairline, to my lips,then it went down my neck until he barely grazed my nipples, causing a burst of pleasure to run right through my body. His mouth followed the path taken by his finger until he reached my chest, where he gently circled around my nipples with the tip of his tongue, wetting the fabric of my shirt and thin bra. At the same time his hands were moving all over my body, reaching my hips. Dave once again took hold of my waist and I could see his intent. he wanted to turn me around on the table so that my chest would be lying on the table and I would be bending in his direction, with my bum in the air. That would leave me powerless to resist the onslaught of kisses. He therefore lifted me from the table and started turning me around.....

'Ouch,' I came tumbling down from my bed, bringing my pillow and the bed sheets with me. The return to reality was so abrupt that it took me a few seconds to realise that I was not in the library, but on the floor of my bedroom. I wearily climbed up my bed, feeling all achy and tensed. I didn't know whether to feel sad or happy I was being so horny and lusty.