This is Kitten speaking to you from hubby's account wanting to tell you a tale of a dream I had....

Now I'm straight as an arrow but this dream un nerved me...but not long after the hubs came out to me about being bi...my little hetero brain came up with this vision.....

I'm in a harem like bedroom, big canopy bed on one wall....body pillows everywhere sumptuous decadence galore....and I'm in a costume from "I dream of genie"....I am a person whom is used to giving the orders, a pampered princess....into my room comes a dressed male slave who leads a female slave in on a delicate pure gold chain attatched to her wrist with a pure gold bangle. our eyes lock and a wild grin breaks across her face. She is 5' 4" with black hair cut and styled in an egyption bob cut, green eyes and a pouty mouth...her breasts are bare but for a wide gold necklace and harem pants...the male slave attatches her chain to a ring on the wall as she glides onto an oversized pillow on the floor. He bows to me and leaves and I hear the door latch with a click and we are alone...she licks her lips with a carnel slowness....I slide off the bed and appoach her...I take the bangle from her wrist and fling it towards the wall in anger at our stations in life and take her hands as she raises from the floor....

" Here you are NOT a slave..." I purr to her and her eyes glow .

I lead her to the bed and we both sit as our lips touch with a hungery urgency we have played out many times before ....her lips are soft as are mind, for although we are different we are both well kept women....I gently push her to the bed and I crawl up her to kiss her again and again...one of her knees comes up as her other leg stays pinned beneath me....I kiss her lips, her chin, her neck...then my tongue glides down her chest till I come to her right tit and I make slow rounds of the nipple, gently sucking, gently nibble...a moan escapes her lips...I transfer to the left tit and proceed in the same manner...circle, suck, nibble...by now she is panting in gasps of pleasure, her breathe hitching as my tongue travels down lower and lower to her belly button and I circle it....my fingers grasp her pants waist and I gently start to pull her pants off with agonizing slowness.....


....and THAT'S when I remember waking up...in real life I cry out...NEVER had I wanted to finish a dream more in my life....
and perhaps I will another time