1st Life

Another day

The other day was tame compared to most. The closer I get to my menstrual the more it affects me. Now when I wake, I'm literally in heat. There's no other way to describe it since my skin feels like I'm laying naked in the Sierra Desert. Today I will probably only be able to sleep and drink water. You might think that I would be able to get rid of the spare tire hanging around my hips by having days like this but, the next day or day after I'll be eating chocolate and drinking grape juice all day.

"Hey, let me use your van." this is my "brother's" way of asking for things.

I met him just a few months before I started my company and now every time I have a good money making day, he reminds me that he gave me pointers and helped pick the company name. He's pretty much my only friend since I'm awkward socially and all other people I know but don't share blood with are still considered blood relatives because they share blood with my children. Yeah you're no longer wondering why I'm sexually deprived for over two years are you?

"Do I feel hot to you?" I asked.

He strolls over and touches my forehead.

"Yeah." Then my arm "Yeah! crap you got covid."

I'd love to laugh at his stupidity but, I only had the power to smile and refute his claim.

"No, this is not covid. Pass me that jug of water next to the van keys please. "

As he passes it to me, he takes my condition as an assent to his previous statement and grabs the keys to leave.

He's an average looking man about three centimeters taller than me. He's my favorite shade of chocolate and the last man I was able to convince to help me clean out the cobwebs dangling between my legs. In desperation I truly want to ask him to help again at times like this. The problem is one, my moral upbringing won't allow a woman to be the one to ask for it, and two, he had clearly stated after our last round that it was the last time. Plus when he's desperately horny he likes to remind me how happy he is that we are still great friends like family after s*x, before he goes out to seek pleasure elsewhere.

"Will you please bring me some food?" I ask knowing he knows that food includes chocolate and icecream.

"Yeah but, I might not be back today. "

"Take your time I'm not going anywhere."

At that he walks out closing my door. He does that deliberately knowing I like to keep my door open and that I won't move until my bladder forces me to. I hear his "evil" laugh as he walks down the stairs and out the door. It's such a weird sound that I giggle a little on the inside while cursing him for his obvious attempt at trying to provoke me.

My mind is in a cloud. I stare at the ceiling at figures from my other world start to escape and run across my minds eye. With the heat crushing my brain I can barely keep my eyes open and start drifting off to sleep.

I'm walking down the sidewalk with my waist length hair flowing behind me. My narrow waist catching more than a few eyes. High heels click clack with each step I take.

~All indicators that this is a dream. In reality I barely let my hair down. I would fall flat on my face in heels. They only started appearing in my dreams recently under the influence of the dramas I watch. And my slender figure that no one around me believes I used to have has been replaced with 250 pounds of fat.

Since I have an actively vivid imagination, I usually manipulate my dreams to be anything but since I'm currently under the influence of a heated brain I have a hard time controlling the flashes of p***s thrusting into v****a long enough to have this setup. ~

I smile and nod at each glance. Confidence exudes through my pores as I glide forwards smiling at the thought of the night I'm about to have with my husband.

He's six foot two, hair shaved into an army style box cut, muscular toned body dipped in milk chocolate. The perfect male specimen.

He stands and pulls out my chair as I enter the restaurant. We try at least once a month to set aside our busy work life to do something interesting. This time it's a simple date night. Dinner and a movie.

We headed home our arms linked together and my head on his shoulder. We talk sparingly about the movie we just saw as we're both truly just enjoying being in each other's company. We've been married for years but, agreed to try to have newlywed moments that help keep our relationship strong.

We walk into our home and immediately start attacking each others lips with our own. Stripping each other and tossing clothes as we move towards the living room. After removing my bra he takes his mouth from mine and attaches it to my neck gently biting and sucking the flesh. He uses his right hand to play with my breasts and his left hand to lift my thigh around his waist. Stroking my skin as he moves under my short skirt and smiles inwardly when he doesn't find me wearing underwear. I lower his pants and boxers in one swoop and he steps out of them pushing me against the wall. He inserts his hardened p***s inside my juicy v****a thrusting his hips excitedly in response to my gasp of pleasure. I match his pace while tracing my fingers up his spine and gripping his shoulders. I moan with delight as I feel his heart pulsing through the veins of his d**k. His thrusting intensifies as he continues to enjoy himself. The friction of our bodies as they move in sync with our groans of satisfaction causes waves of heat to move up my spine. The fire strengthens as I feel myself start to c*m. It's so hot I can't take it anymore.

My eyes flutter open and I can still feel the fire in my back as well as the p***s that was never there. I run to the bathroom and urinate before staring at myself while washing my hands and face. Reality stares back at me. I know what I need to do. I walk back to my room and push my door so that it only has a small opening. Even though my kids barely ever bother me, it's usually when I want to relieve myself a little that they suddenly need my attention. Shutting my door means I might get a bit of privacy. I lay back on my bed and allow the scene to replay in my mind as I shove a hand in my pants.

First patting myself as I relax and fast forward the porno in my minds eye to where I left off. Spreading my p***y lips with two fingers I place a third inside the still moist center. Digging into myself trying to find the phantom d**k that was slowly fading. As I moved my hand back and forth giving my finger freedom to explore my inner walls I catch a flash of the man inside my imagination. He's still enjoying himself and my brain starts to concoct a stronger thicker presence within me. Now my fingers can find it. I push it around inside me opening my mouth to allow the heat to escape through my heavy breathing. I push and pull until I feel him through the mind link. With my dream world and my hand working together I pull out my steam valve and let the heat go.

Though masterbating doesn't completely cool me off, it's enough to allow my brain to function closer to normal. Now I can sleep peacefully.