Dreaming of Z's [Chapter One]

So the two of us are sitting there, on my couch, just watching a movie, "Akira" one of my favorites. She's obviously enjoying it, but is distracted--and I know exactly by what. It's really hot in my room, and she's staying the night--which means she's in nothing but a tank top and a pair of booty shorts.
She rests her head on my right shoulder, and my heart starts to beat irregularly. She lets out a long exhale that makes my body shutter.She slides her right arm up my chest and onto the back of my neck. She tilts her head up and starts kissing my neck, I can feel all the blood rushing around my body in a way I haven't felt in a long time. I start feeling myself grow in my pants and so does she because then she throws her right leg over me; now she's straddling me.
We start kissing on the lips, hers are wet and juicy--exactly the way you'd expect them to feel. With her right hand still holding onto the back of my neck she slides her left down to my pants and starts rubbing the outside of them. She must have felt my breathing becoming unsteady because she starts kissing me more passionately.
I slide my hand up the back of her legs, which are still cool in contrast to the heat of the room. My fingers make their way into her booty shorts, and into her vagina. It's wet and warm. At that exact second they penetrate her, she shutters. Her head drops down onto my chest, I can tell she bites her lip. A low moan escapes her throat and a low exhale, her nose. Then she looses it and starts tearing my clothes off, and then...

...I wake up.

I look around my room, it's pitch black except for an ominous red flashing--th power must have gone out. I look around, my clock is flashing "2:12" so I reset it to the proper time. I have to check my phone though, three unread messages. It's 4:12am and the texts are from the girl I've been dreaming about, but we've never kissed, we've never done any of that stuff.
But it all felt so real, real enough that I sometimes wonder if it really is. That that's the real world, and this is the dream.

-Sir Jestro