When I first became aware of the dream I was floating... naked... in a hot tub... and there was a wonderful sensation emanating from my loins. Light touches from invisible fingertips fluttered across my breasts causing a barely perceptible shudder. A throbbing between my thighs slowly emerged, gradually increasing until I heard myself begin to moan softly. Soon I squirmed as an intense orgasm coursed through my entire body and woke me. Afterward I lay in the dark enjoying the afterglow, eventually noticing that a velvety tongue was gently lapping my pussy.

There are certainly worse ways to be awakened I thought, idly curious about who was orally pleasuring me and the circumstances that led up to that. As the insistent licking threatened to trigger a second climax, my head cleared enough for me to recall Marie, a waif-like femme, flirting with me at the piano during the last set. I opened one eye and confirmed my suspicion with a peek at the diminutive olive-skinned woman whose mouth was generating disturbingly delicious waves of pleasure in my southern hemisphere.

In a languid, sleep-drunk manner I ran my fingers through Marie's short curly locks, simultaneously lifting my hips slightly and pushing myself against her mouth. In response Marie augmented the sensuous licking first by delicately kissing my labium and then by tenderly sucking on my engorged clit, sending sporadic bursts of electricity up and down my spine. It wasn't long before a second glorious orgasm erupted and brought our lovemaking to a pause, with Marie mewling quietly into my quivering pussy as I drifted off to sleep again.