Euphoria and The Spy

I only remember part of this dream. Here's from what I remember.


I'm in my parents bed, with a girl. She lies on her side, facing towards me. She has dirty blonde hair, and a very delicate face. She looks so peaceful sleeping next to me. I have my arm around her and she awakes for a second, looks up at me, then lays head head on my chest. It is morning and I have just woken up from a great night of sleep. I remember that I am home alone, everyone else is my family is one a trip and will be gone for several weeks. I remember thinking to myself, "This is paradise, I'm with a beautiful girl, lying in a comfortable bed, no worries in the world, and lots of time."

She wakes up again, gives me a devious look and then shoots under the covers. Pleasure surges through my body. I close my eyes and lay my head back. A moment later she resurfaces, softly biting her lower lip. I put my hands on her shoulders and slowly push her to her back. I roll on top and we slowly start to make love. It is very smooth and rhythmical, no excess in movement, not frenzied. We are simply making love, not fucking. After several minutes of the same, we roll out of bed and walk hand in hand to the top of my stair case.

We barely make it to the staircase before we resume. This time it is much different. I increase the pace. She closes her eyes and opens her mouth, barely able to make audible noises. I run my hand through her hair and increase the pace even further. My motions are quick and rigid, each thrust a unique action. I kiss her neck as I continue to thrust harder and harder. She puts her hand on my stomach as if to say, "One second."

She rolls over and gets on her hands and knees. Looking over her shoulder, her look tells me to continue. I easily guide my cock inside her now wet pussy. She gives off a slight shudder of pleasure. I grip her waist and begin anew. Our motions don't align and become monotone. I quickly get bored and stop. We both stand and I lead her to my bedroom.

She lays on top of the covers. I admire her beautiful naked body and another wave of desire washes over me. Unfortunately the phone rings and I have to hold the thought. I lean in and give her a kiss before answering the phone.

"Hello?"
"What are you doing?" It's my mother.
"Just hanging out at the house, How's the trip going?"
"Good, hey listen, did you sleep in our bed?"
"No, what would give you that idea?"
"Is there a girl over there?"
(I mouth video camera? to the girl on the bed. I Assume there is one watching us)
"What?"
"I know you are lying Miles. Just tell me the truth."
"I don't know what you are talking about Mom."
"We're coming home Miles."

I walk into their bedroom and notice the bed is still messy from when I slept in it. My parents are already in the room.

"I know you did something Miles."
"What are you talking about?"
"If I have to use my password!"
(It clicks. There was a video camera watching us. Rage overwhelms me.)
"WHAT PASSWORD? HUH? What happened to Trust?!"
"Nonyabusiness is the password. I'm joking there is no password." (She stumbles over excuses)


I awake.