my femme tells me i can play with her once she falls asleep, so i rub her back and wait until she’s been out for a bit before i start tracing down her her waist, guiding her to lay on her back. she lifts up her hips on instinct when i pull down her pants. see she isnt wearing panties.
i place myself between her legs and start kissing around her pussy, slowly inching towards her clit. little noises escape her lips, but she stays asleep. i slip my arms gently under her thighs and start sucking her clit, forcing my face deeper inside her. i hear her whining, and i imagine how vivid this dream must be for her. she’s dripping down my chin, getting louder now. her hips start to grind on my face, much more sporadic since they’re out of her control. her poor pussy is just looking for more.
she grips the pillow next to her head, her breathing speeding up. she’s so close now, i feel her clit throbbing on my tongue. i hold her hips down. i won’t let her run away from this. i slip in two fingers, gently fucking her while i flick her clit with my tongue. she’s a whining mess above the blanket and i couldn’t be more giddy. her body stills when she cums, hard and fast and intense. she wakes up from it, out of breath slightly. she smiles weakly at me when i pop out from under the covers. we share a kiss before she’s asleep again. i’ll have to remind her tomorrow it wasn’t just a wet dream.
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