Sage of the Forlorn Path's "I dream of angels" AKA my fav story ever - Sex Stories

Sage of the Forlorn Path's "I dream of angels" AKA my fav story ever

... bolted open. “What is it?” I asked. “I was supposed to meet someone, I can’t remember who. I was supposed to meet him and bring him happiness, just like the happiness he would bring me. I think that person is you, I think we were supposed to meet and be together forever in happiness.” She blissfully purred. She tightened her hold on my arm, clutching it against her chest like it was a blanket. I knew that it was pointless to say anything, she had already fallen asleep. There was nothing to do but join her. I woke up a couple hours later, my body feeling like it weighed a thousand pounds simply from how cozy that bed was. We had separated during the nap, there was about a foot and a half of space between us, and we were on our sides facing each other. I felt a shiver crawl up my spine, realizing that Angel was in the exact Same position as when I would wake up to see her in dream form. I looked upon her beautiful face, unable to form a single thought. Slowly, her eyelids opened, and her blue eyes held a faint glow. Her face was stoic, but her eyes were filled with love, inviting me to come closer. I felt a pulse of warmth crawl throughout my body as a light seemed to shine in my mind, this was the moment I had been waiting for. She closed her eyes and rolled onto her back, and I slowly moved over to her. Shaking from head to toe but knowing that everything was as it should be. I leaned forward and kissed her, gently at first, but her quick reaction and mirroring of the act ...

... drove me to proceed with more passion. She kept her eyes closed the whole time, as if half asleep even while kissing me like she was on ecstasy. I placed my hand on her collarbone, feeling her body becoming hotter and hotter as the kiss continued. I slowly moved my hand down and cupped a warm breast. Angel let out a hum of pleasure as I gave a gentle squeeze, unable to hold the entire mass in my hand. I slowly pulled up her shirt, brushing the tips of my fingers along her slim belly. Angel raised her arms and pulled off the shirt. While we kissed, I slowly moved my hand down to her waist. Angel let out another hum as I gently pulled down her panties, admiring her naked beauty without ever ending her kiss. While sporting a truly powerful erection, I calmly but hesitantly ran my hand between her inner thighs, completely at awe at how soft and smooth her skin was. I brushed my hand against her virgin slit, the vertical lips feeling like velvet beneath my fingers. At my touch, Angel gave a soft whimper of pleasure and her legs slightly spread. I continued to tease her, caressing her womanhood with gentle –almost ticklish- strokes by my finger. Soon, I decided to go further, and settled my hand like I was using a computer mouse and started swirling the tip of my middle finger at the first level of her interior, where her soft flesh was moist was arousal with a vibrant pink shade. Feeling my finger probing such a sensitive place, Angel began to tremble and pant through our unending ...