My dream always starts the same. Walking behind a group of buildings, I see a beautiful young lady leaning against the wall, dressed in a short plaid skirt and a thin, white blouse. She reminds me of my many schoolgirl fantasies, and I am instantly aroused at the mere sight of her. She waves me over without saying a word and motions for me to kneel in front of her. Gazing up into her eyes, she smiles an amazing smile, and licks her full lips; I realize that this is no schoolgirl.
I am hesitant at first, simply caressing her calves with my hands and feeling the smoothness of her legs. When she offers up no resistance I get a little bolder, and run my hands up her legs and touch the back of her thighs. She moans and I lean forward to kiss her skirt as my hands find their way under her skirt and to the back of the soft panties covering her ass.
I caress her panties with my hands and she parts her legs a little to give me better access. I can feel the heat emanating from her crotch and begin to smell her arousal as my fingers stroke the silk between her legs. Lifting her skirt, I kiss the crotch of her panties and inhale her scent as my fingers tug at the elastic and I begin to pull her panties down. They are wet and stick a little as I peel them from her crotch and down of her smooth, beautiful legs.
Stuffing her panties in my pocket, I kiss my way back up her legs and try to fight off the desire to plunge my tongue inside her. She moans and lifts her leg, resting it on a crate, and allowing me to finally kiss her inner thighs and brush my nose against her beautiful pussy. I inhale her scent deeply, hoping this is not another dream.