queer dream II

I dreamed there was a naked woman on the floor. I knew I wasn’t supposed to have sex with her. She was lying there on her back. Her skin was olive. I didn’t know her—we weren’t friends. Yet she was available to me.

I thought that even though I wasn’t supposed to, maybe I could suck on her nipples for just a minute. So I did, and it was beautiful. Then I thought, maybe I could lick her cunt for just a second. My tongue licked her delicate little clit carefully.

I looked at the pattern of her pubic hair. I licked again and again—then I really needed to go.

This dream stayed with me for days afterward.