Half asleep

 I was just on the way to see my sister. She was in the city clinic with appendicitis. I had just passed the winter decorated entrance area of ​​the hospital and was standing in front of the A69 elevator. I had to wait a moment and looked again into the small bouquet of pink tulips, which began to filter the air in the transparent foil. A layer of condensed water adhered to the inside of the film. Outside, thick snowflakes fell from the sky. It was the middle of December. Christmas wasn't far away. My black quilted jacket was from snowflakes with wet F ***** s covered and also about my short black hair pulled up a film of cold wet.

The elevator came and a medium “bing” signaled that the doors were opening. The double steel doors opened and my left leg started to walk into the elevator. Something big hindered mine. With light pressure, I hit someone who was half a head taller than me. The tall, slim body then passed me sideways.

Before I understood what touched me there, a light scent of almonds, roses and honey rose into my nose. A long red-blonde, almost copper-colored perm stroked my face and hardly walked out of the elevator, the person turned around. She looked at me. Green eyes looked at me and then a smile formed on her pink lips, which were brushed with lip gloss. "Is the four?" She asked in a lovely voice and she winked at me.

"Sorry!" It slipped out of my mouth by itself. “No, we're on the first floor!” I said. Then I saw one of her extremely long legs stand between the elevator door, whereupon the closing door opened again. With a casual gait she walked back into the elevator and leaned her bottom against the handrail on the left. There was a full-wall mirror on the elevator wall. She looked briefly next to me at the floor indicator, where the four lit up in red. Now I couldn't move my gaze away from her. From the black ankle boots I looked up the long, slender legs, which were wrapped in black nylon. The thighs were a little more muscular.

In general, she was quite athletic, but slim. Her firm bottom pressed against the tube of the handrail. A wide-meshed black knitted dress covered the beautiful body from the very deep cleavage to the first third of the thighs. Was she wearing hold-ups or pantyhose, it flashed through my mind when my eyes met her friendly look. She looked at me as if to say, “Well, honey? Do you like what you see?"

But her lips stayed silent. Her fingers wrapped around the handrail to the left and right of her body. Her long nails were decorated with bright red nail polish. Large gold hoop earrings hung from the small earlobes. A red pearl necklace was around her neck. The cheeks were slightly red and the long copper hair almost looked like a lion's mane. Suddenly there was a quick jolt in the elevator and the light began to flicker. Then it was pitch black. "Oh my god!" Said the beauty opposite. "I'm getting scared!" Then I heard the clicking of her ankle boots. The light began to flicker again. One of the fluorescent tubes had blown.

Now the second tube flickered almost every second and I had to hold my breath. The young woman stood right in front of me and put hers on top of mine, which had also been on the handrail. With the other hand she looked for the emergency button on the elevator system. But nobody answered. "Shit, we're stuck here!" I said very quietly. Then I smelled that light touch of almonds and roses again. It was her perfume that rose from the cleavage and tickled my nose.

My member immediately stood like a one. "I'm scared!" Said the young woman and was now only a few millimeters away from me. I turned my hand over and held her hand tightly. I said quietly: “You don't need to be afraid. We'll be taken out of here soon. It will only take a little longer! ”Then I saw her gaze, which was becoming calmer, in the flickering of the light. Her other hand was looking for mine and suddenly the tulips fell to the ground. Her warm hands clung to me. Then her body gently leaned against mine. The big buttons of the black mini dress pressed against my dark blue silk shirt.

Her head lay carefully on my shoulder and my nose dipped into the copper-colored hair, which sprayed a light rose scent. I took my right hand and released it from her fingers. Carefully put the right arm around the hips of the frightened woman, who didn't seem to be so frightened anymore. Her body pressed against mine and suddenly her legs were over my thighs. She must have felt my erection on her thigh, because suddenly she sighed slightly and rubbed her pelvis against my body.

Then she whispered, “My name is Sylvia. Please hold me tight! ”I pulled both of my arms around her waist and pulled her close to me. Then it was clear what she wanted. I just wanted to have sex as much as she did. She took a deep breath and blew it on my neck. Suddenly my lips touched the silky smooth skin of her neck and I started kissing her. A low "Aaah" came out of her mouth. My hands slipped off her back and gently stroked her firm, crisp bottom. I had slipped my fingers under her dress and felt the bare skin of the beautiful woman.

"Benjamin," I whispered in her ear and grabbed her firm ass, whereupon she stretched her upper body back a little and began to undo the big buttons from the dress. So the woman was not wearing tights, but stockings without a hold. Her shame and her hot ass were only covered by black lace panties. The matching top was a very sheer black lace bra. In the flickering light I could see the hard dark brown nipples that stood stiffly on the small areolas.

I had to touch her and so my hands pushed up her open dress until she finally pulled it over her arms and head. It fell to the ground and now I saw the full extent of the beautiful woman. Her legs were infinitely long and the skin was silky smooth. The flat stomach and luscious firm chest were sex appeal cast in flesh and blood. I put my hands on the firm breasts and slipped my thumbs under the black tip. I ran my thumbs over her nipples a few times until I finally ran my lips over a nipple and sucked gently on it. Sylvia sighed and slipped her hand between us.

Then she reached for the slit of my pleated trousers, where my erection was now clearly visible. "Hmmm ..." she whispered. “I immediately feel like more. She sank to her knees and opened my pants, which immediately slid down my legs. Then she kissed my black tight panties with her lips. Her fingers slowly pulled the waistband of my panties down and her tongue licked my ribbon, which made me breathe faster. "Oh God! If you do that now, I'll be right there! ”I sighed. But her mouth pushed over my member and she had my cock in her mouth. She had already pulled my underpants down.

I held her head with both hands and clawed her curly mane. Now she sucked harder on my love stick. I could hardly stand it and bent over a little. "Aaaah ... aaahh," I suddenly moaned and she pulled me to the ground. A few seconds her mouth was gone, giving me another chance not to come. Then I saw in the flickering light how she bent over my cock again and then knelt next to me. I lay on my back and reached into the back of her right knee.

Then she lifted her leg over my upper body and pushed her buttocks towards me. A shaved pussy with narrow little labia pushed towards me. I took my hands and grabbed her side. Then I took the athletic chassis of my playmate a little closer and gently ran my tongue through her narrow furrow, which suddenly tasted like more. When I ran my tongue between her labia, I noticed that she was already completely wet. I quickly found her plump clitoris with my tongue, which drove her crazy. She screamed and moaned. Then I started to massage her crystal hard pearl with my tongue.

That was the point when she pushed her lips over my throbbing cock and slid over my shaft with a tight grip. She grabbed my cock by the root and sucked hard on my "hard". Sucking lightly and firmly in her mouth, I couldn't take it anymore. I ****** off and at that moment the light stopped flickering. It shone brightly on us and the elevator door opened. I screamed with pleasure and ...

... suddenly I came to. Everything was wet. I must have been dreaming. I was lying on the sofa in the living room. My underpants were soaking wet. I looked at my hand and saw the tea cup, which should contain the already cold tea. But everything had run over my white underpants. The room was only lit by the blue light from the television. I looked down again at my underpants, which made my cock shine through the tea almost transparently. He stood like a one.

"Tss, Tss ..." I suddenly heard from my fiancée, who was standing stark naked in the door to the bedroom. The light from her bedside lamp illuminated the slightly plump body of my darling from behind. "I would like to know what you just dreamed!", She grinned and stared at my wet underpants, in which my erection was hidden, but still visible. I got up and put the remote aside after putting the TV on standby. With the wet underpants on, I strolled to my beloved at the bedroom door. She blocked the door frame with both arms.

I pushed my underpants down so that my member stood stiffly forward. Then I picked up the pants and tossed them under her arms into the laundry basket in the bedroom. Then I took my hands and held my fiancee's head. I apologized with a gentle kiss on her warm lips. "Sorry, my darling. I don't know what's wrong with me either! ”Then she laughed. "My sweetheart, you fell asleep!" Then she grabbed my cock and held it tight. She pushed her lips to mine and suddenly she reached out with her tongue to open our lips. A little wild French kiss in front of the bedroom.

"But what you dreamed must have turned on you mightily, or are you really keen on me?", She said with a slight laugh. "Of course I'm hot for you!" I said. But she teased further and said, "Well, you can indeed times behind come here and me right through **** s !" Then she walked to the bed and lay down on the bed legs provocatively. I sat on the edge of the bed and turned to her. Then she came cuddled up and snaked her legs through mine. We kissed tightly. I stroked her forehead.
I knew full well that she loved that. She liked to be caressed gently on the face. My hard cock was meanwhile on her thigh and twitched. I also didn't know why I dreamed of the long-legged beauty in the elevator. I had my dream woman lying naked in my bed next to me. And Wiebke was really a dream. She had a very lovely character. Visually, she was what I found really beautiful. With her deep brown eyes and brown hair, she was perfect for me. Their kisses tasted sweet and for more. Unfortunately, we didn't talk about sex that evening. We fell asleep the way we snuggled up against each other.

Suddenly I was staring sideways at the mirror wall of the elevator. I saw myself with Sylvia in a clear 69 position. Through the mirror I saw her licking my cock up and down with her tongue. She licked the glans and the ribbon. Then I looked up to see where her genitals were right in front of my mouth. This bare wet pussy, which I must have licked, because Sylvia groaned slightly exhausted: "Wow, that was a great sex with you!" Then she lifted her leg a little and got off me. The elevator door had opened. Fortunately, we were on the sixth floor where there was only the chapel. This floor was hardly visited. I put my foot in the door so we could get dressed again. I watched the long-legged woman as she put on her dress and pulled her panties back on. Her whole face was completely wet. I had put my pants back on and was completely satisfied. Then I closed the door again and pressed Sylvia against the wall of mirrors. I kissed her and pushed my tongue between her lips. As our lips parted, I heard a "Bing!" Come from the speaker. "Fourth floor!" Hissed Sylvia.

I let go of her and winked at her. Then I walked down the long hall. I turned around two more times. But Sylvia was gone. The ward was still on rounds. I had to wait in the hallway and took one of the blue chairs. I closed my eyes for a moment and leaned my head back against the wall. I felt a slight tickle at the tip of my tail. I sighed softly and smacked my lips. Then a moment later I opened my eyes. A strong pulling in the testicle had irritated me. It was pitch black. I ran my hand over my upper body and landed in a clump of hair that was just in front of my lap. With my left hand I looked for a lamp and found the clipper for my bedside lamp. My fiancée lay with her brown mane over my lap and licked my glans. I was a little confused. But then the head came up and I saw that she had meanwhile blown my cock so stiff that it was already a little tense in the glans. "Oh!" She sighed, laughing softly. "I think you don't feel like having sex!" I slid my hand over her back, but she pulled her body away and lay right between my legs.

Now she made herself right over my hard-on. “Nah, my dear! Now you have to go through it! ", She said with a crazy look and made her over my glans again. She licked up and down the underside of my shaft as if she wanted to make me fidget. I was suddenly overexcited and immediately wanted to ******** . But she wouldn't let me. With a strong grip, she pulled the skin on my cock down to the testicle. And she kept teasing my member with her tongue until I started moaning.
"Yeah ...!", She cheered me on. "Come on, honey! I want you ********see! ”Then the feelings ran away with me and I moaned. I hit my head wildly. She licked again and again over my glans, which made me crazy. Then she let it slip between her lips again. I could literally feel the ****** pushing up in the urethra. At that moment her lips flicked from the glans to the ribbon and a quick splash of ejaculate hurled onto my stomach. With a dull "hmmm", Wiebke watched me lose one. Her eyes sparkled and she smiled at me. Carefully she released my cock from her clutches.

I wiped my forehead with my forearm and felt completely relaxed. Then I heard a muffled voice from the background. “When I slowly count to three, you open your eyes. You feel good and relaxed! One ... you feel good ... two ... everything is very relaxed ... three ... open your eyes! "I opened my eyes and was very relaxed. Still very limp, I turned my head to the left and then to the right. On the left I looked at two legs.

Up the legs, I looked straight into the lap of my psychiatrist, who had crossed her long nylon-wrapped legs. Her lap was not clearly visible. I only saw that she was wearing hold-ups. The rest became a black hole. Above it sat the black mini knit dress with the large buttons. The golden creoles hung in the ears of my psychiatrist Silke Freyer. Her pink lips were brushed with lip gloss. Her green eyes looked at me a little confused. I looked down at myself. A hard erection was hidden in my pleated trousers, which was clearly visible on my zipper.

I turned bright red and asked uncertainly: "What happened?" Then Silke cleared her throat and avoided my gaze. She tapped her notebook with her red painted fingernails and then said: “Well after this hypnosis I can assure you that nothing is really wrong with you! You only have one little problem! ”So she got up and strolled over to her desk. Her firm bottom wobbled to the beat when she ran. Her legs were incredibly long. They probably went almost to my belly button. "And that would be?" I asked a little unsettled.
Then she looked at me again with her green eyes. "You are a man!"