Title: Dream Man  (1/1)
Author: RPcrazy 
Category: DSR  smut (sex, language)
Rating: NC-17.
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine rats! 
Summary: Scully wakes up having had an exciting wet dream. She 
remembers back to the reason for this unusual occurance. From a WIP 
called "Viva Lust Vegas"
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Scully woke up in the early hours to a massive, throbbing orgasm. She 
surprised herself, she'd never orgasmed before without touching 
herself or having sex. A little embarrassed she looked over to a 
sleeping partner beside her checking to see if he had any inkling of 
this recent phenomenon. She remembered back to her very vivid dream.

The warm body moved over next to her in the bed. She could feel his 
naked, smooth skin beside hers. A hand gently caressed her hip and 
down her leg, then up again resting on her breasts. Fingers ran 
circles around her nipples making them rock hard and a groan escaped 
from her lips. Same fingers rolled her nipples sending shots of high 
voltage current out to every body part. Her body was frozen in place 
as the same hand moved down ever so slowly over her stomach and into 
the warm, wet place between her legs. Teasing her legs further apart 
fingers worked their magic on her clit sending her into spasms of 
bliss. Similar circles were drawn around her vaginal opening before 
pushing their way inside as deep as they would go. With big sweeping 
movements she could feel her clit getting equal attention on each 
outward movement.  What was to be her first orgasm, she experienced a 
gentle current at first then it built up slowly until gushing out of 
her every pore.

He was then on top, brushing his lips over hers. She could *feel* the 
smile on his lips as he teased hers apart with his tongue. Her frozen 
state had thawed and now she could move her arms around to touch the 
wonderful muscles of this man's back urging him on with his oral 
attention. The kiss was rapture, warm, wet magic. Tongues connected 
and traced everywhere they could reach exploring for the very first 
time. His rock hard erection was making indentations into her skin as 
she felt her inner hunger returning once more. She wanted this man 
inside her, to ride her to further ecstasy. As if sensing her 
returned desire he moved her legs apart with his knees and found her 
hot centre with his fiery poker and slowly exerted pressure. This was 
their first time. He wanted to make it special for her so slowly, 
with measured deliberation, he slipped his excited cock inside her, 
straining to hold onto his eager load.
Pulses were racing. They could feel their bodies as one big ballpark. 
Every pore was a wildly ecstatic spectator as their favourite player 
hit home. Their groans and sighs were the cheering of the crowd as 
they felt their whole being rush further into the realm of heaven.

She sensed his sweet breath on her ear whispering words that only 
added to the atmosphere of their own small arena. Her hands moved 
down to feel his sweet ass. This man's body was a gift to women, 
lean, muscular, taut and yet soft and sensuous. His hips were moving 
faster inside her now and her hands on his butt were encouraging him 
on. He kept kissing as he came all the time making rumbling sounds in 
his throat. She could sense this was profound for him, his first time 
coming inside her. His load was massive and she felt so honoured to 
receive it.

And then it happened, she came herself, not totally in a dream but 
half in reality. It was early morning, she was in bed next to a 
sleeping Mulder yet she experienced a most marvelous sensation 
without his help. Again she looked across to check on any change in 
her baby's father's demeanor that would suggest recognition of what 
had just occurred. There was none. She closed her eyes picturing the 
lover in her dream and wondered at the significance.
Was John Doggett as exceptional a lover as her reverie indicated?

......let me know if you want more........