Prologue:
The following is a continuation of the Lost Creek Wives' Club (LCWC) series, and as always, I recommend reading the prior installment first.
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As I was laying on my back, someone was sucking my nipple. Even though I couldn't see who it was because of being blindfolded, I knew it was a woman from the way they sucked it, and from how heavenly their soft lips and tongue felt. Not forgetting how smooth their chin was. Whoever it was, was incredibly good. My nipple felt like it was going to burst from how swollen she got it. And as much as I wanted to stroke her head and run my fingers through her hair, I couldn't. My hands were secured to the headboard by the wrists, along with my ankles tied to the footboard with my legs spread wide.
The next thing I knew there was someone else sucking on my other nipple. And once again, it was a woman. Having one nipple sucked as only a woman can was pure bliss, but both was beyond belief. More than anyone could possibly endure for long without having an orgasm.
When I didn't think it could get any better, I felt someone get on the bed between my legs before two soft hands began rubbing the inside of my thighs. Very sensuously as they worked their way teasingly from just above my knees to where my thighs and pussy converge.
Then when I least expected it, whoever it was began blowing on my clitoris. And from the way it was throbbing from my nipples being sucked, it felt as big as it ever gets. The intermittent bursts of warm air actually felt cool because it was so heated from being engorged like it was. Then whoever was blowing on my clitoris suddenly stopped, after which I felt their warm, soft lips wrap around it before sucking it as they flicked their tongue back and forth over it.
It wanted to scream, but couldn't because of the ball gag in my mouth. All I could do was moan...and repeatedly.
With both my nipples being sucked simultaneously, and now my clitoris, pussy juice was flowing out my cunt and down onto my asshole in a steady stream. And just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, I felt a finger being inserted in my asshole. It not only pushed me over the edge of the orgasmic precipice, it threw me. Just as I was about to explode, someone began shaking my shoulder.
"Are you okay Lacey?" It was Maureen as she continued to shake me.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I realized where I was. With her on an outdoor chaise lounge for two, and was dreaming. I also realized one of my hands was inside my bikini bottom.
"You woke me from the noise you were making. I thought you were having a nightmare until I saw how erect your nipples were, and you rubbing your pussy."
It took me a few seconds to get my thoughts together, and after I removed my hand from inside my bikini..."I'm fine Maureen. I think. And no it wasn't a nightmare. Just the opposite. And it's probably a good thing you woke me when you did."
"Why would that be?"
"Because I was just about to orgasm."
"From pleasuring yourself?" Obviously she thought I must have been fingering my clit in my sleep.
"I wasn't pleasuring myself. I was having a wet dream. Or at least it was going to be one until you woke me up. Unconsciously my hand obviously found its way to my pussy during it."
"I thought only men had wet dreams?"
"It's what most people think, but women do too. More so when older while men tend to have them when they're young."
"No kidding. And you've had them before?"
"Yes I have."
"Often?"
"Often enough, but I don't keep count. Does it matter?"
"I guess not. How long have you been having them?"
"Not long. They started when I started going through the change along with the increased desire for sex that came with it. They'll probably stop once my periods end entirely, and my desire for sex wanes along with it. Haven't you ever had one?"
"No I haven't. What kind of dream was it?"
"Sexual of course."
"I know that, but what were you dreaming about?"
After I told her..."That's pretty wild Lacey. Have you had the same dream before?"
"Similar ones, but they're always different from one to the next. No two are exactly alike. The only thing that's constant about my wet dreams is they're always Sapphic in nature. They're never about heterosexual sex. But simply dreaming about sex and a wet dream are two different things."
"Has to be. I dream about sex often, but never had a wet one. At least I don't ever remember having one."
"Trust me, you would since the orgasm can be just as intense from having sex. But don't feel bad if you haven't since the majority of people don't."
"So who else was in the dream besides you?"
"The shame of it is, I don't know. In dreams like the one I just had, I never know who the other women are. The dream always begins with me bound and blindfolded. But whoever took my clit in their mouth, sucked and tongued it just like you would."
"I'm flattered, but it's a shame you don't know for sure, or who the other women were."
"It would be nice since they have to be someone I know. They always are. Not that it's necessarily someone I've had sex with except in my dreams. But in the one like I just had, I never find out since when I orgasm, it wakes me up, and the dream is obviously over."