I woke up hungry for you… Remnants of a dream still playing in my mind, I kept my eyes closed, trying to make the dream stay with me. You were sitting at the piano, playing for me while I reclined on your velvet couch wearing nothing but a smile. It’s not often that I dream about you but when I do, I wake up dripping wet and can feel myself throbbing… and pulsing.
Wanting to make the dream linger, I bury my head in my pillow blocking out the early morning light. I conjure up the sound of your voice, rich and sweet, and melt back into my subconscious with you. You get up from the piano but keep singing to me… your voice so low it’s almost a whisper. Your breath on my neck sends goosebumps across my naked skin, electrifying me – arousing my deep desire to be consumed.
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Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/t4btrw/f4fm_dreamy_oral_female_orgasm