Note: This story is dedicated to one person, she knows who she is.
It's a cold winter morning, just like any other where a thick blue blanket is pulled up to the chin while I watch you sleeping, cutely and serenly in our bed at the barely sunlit hour.
I sit on the edge of the bed, and you have no idea that I am there, that I had moved earlier and already had started my day, started my plans. Slowly, like a cat, I inch over the bed, inch over to you so lightly that you fail to wake and I like it like that. A grin on my face, I lean down and without touch, gently breathe against your neck, hearing a soft whimper escape your lips begins to make my body shiver but I don't stop.
I slide down your body, over the sheet, I begin to slowly pull it up and slide under, two gentle hands sliding up your legs, they rest on your thighs for a split second then move beside me as I hold myself up on the bed. So soft, you stay asleep but now your body shivers at my touch, your eyelids flicker as if I had just started a seductive dream in your subconscious.
I am glad, cause I like this dream, as you will too, as I look over your naked body beneath the blanket; the same body that rides me every time we can, the same body I grow hard thinking on many times already; now it was time to return the tease, as I place my face between your legs, breathing warm breath now over your closed lips. Now, a shudder could be seen all over your body for that brief moment, then slowly you shift one left on instinct, and the lips part before me.
I take one shaky breath, looking down, then with a sly grin, I lower myself down, nothing of my own body touching yours any more, and instead I move as if to bob for apples, yet these weren't no apples as I traced my tongue down the side of your slightly wet lips.
What are you dreaming of? Of me, licking you as you slept I wonder? It didn't matter, soon you would be as I delicately lick down and up your sweet lips then even softer, my tongue traces down between your lips, parting them slightly more, holding back my hunger to taste you even more.
You gasp, I smile, but I don't stop as you slowly begin to wake up to the morning, only now realising it wasn't a dream you were experiencing. Eagerly, my tongue now flicks over her lips, up to her hood where my tongue kisses over it and circles a tongue around it, teasing, yet also knowing you are getting turned on more and more as the clit beneath grew more swollen in anticipation.