TO DREAM

Here we are all, by day; by night we're hurled

By dreams, each one, into several worlds.

- Robert Herrick

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Janeway lay in bed, tossing and turning and trying to get comfortable. When sleep finally came it wasn't exactly the restful slide into dreamland that she'd been hoping for. Instead, she found herself caught in the throes of a dream. . . .===
She lay back in the tub of soothing water and propped a foot on either side of the water handles. She fully intended to let the tub fill up, drain it some, fill it up again, over and over until her skin was wrinkly and her cares had been washed away.
 

She had always preferred taking a bath to either a regular shower or a sonic shower. There was something so decadent, so forbidden, in wasting water; in letting her skin be surrounded, caressed, pampered.

A sigh escaped her lips as she slid down further. The sigh changed to a gasp as her pubic area came into contact with the fast running water. She pulled back quickly. For just a second she'd felt . . . something . . . something that she lacked words for.

Now that the shock had worn off she realized that it had left a tingling in her womanhood that she'd never felt before. She was young and new to exploring her body and sexuality, guided by innate curiosity and the excitement of the unknown.

Slowly sliding back down in the water, she maneuvered herself back into position. Oh, there it was again! The shock of electricity that wasn't electrical at all, but had all her nerves standing on end.

The water beat down relentlessly on her exposed pussy and she closed her eyes to fully absorb these new sensations. It suddenly felt as if she was alive; truly alive for the first time, in a whole new world. A world that was centered between her thighs.

She was afraid to move, almost afraid to breathe, thinking somehow if she did, she'd break the spell and it would be lost to her forever.

A spring coiled. Right behind her clit. Tense and tightly drawn and straining to be loosened. She moaned. She knew that there was more; her body was telling her there was, but she couldn't conceive of anything better than this.

It happened without warning. The tension in her crotch was shattered in one infinitesimal moment. She arched her back and all the muscles in her body tightened involuntarily. Simultaneously it was as if her blood was heated from within. A wave of heat spread upward from her toes, traveling along her legs and on up her body, till her face was flushed and throbbing. Throbbing like her pussy.

She shook and bucked and moved her hips out from under the faucet as quickly as she could. Buried within her arousal was a fear; fear of not knowing or fully understanding what had just happened to her. Fear that her body would splinter and forever be changed if she'd stayed under the water for just one second longer. . . .
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Janeway came awake with a gasp, her body still trembling and pelvic muscles still contracting. 'It was just a dream. I couldn't have came in real life,' she thought, but the wetness between her thighs told her otherwise.

She thought about the dream and could feel herself starting to get aroused again. She rolled over and snuggled up against the warm back of her still-sleeping partner. With a wicked grin that went unnoticed in the dark of the room, she ran her hand down Annika's chest . . . over the pliant contours of her breasts . . .and continued lower . . . .

THE END
copyright July 2002 by Cait N.