Heather's dream

Heather Ravers was floating on clouds. She couldn't remember what she'd been doing before or how she'd got there, but there she was. Reclining on a bed of fluffy white clouds, basking in the bright, warm rays of the sun.

In fact, she could feel the warmth of the sun underneath her skin. It spread throughout her body, until she felt flush. She twisted her hips, trying to gain some shelter, but the heat intensified. She could feel herself sweating, dripping from her skin and raining down on the world below.

A thunder cloud hung in the sky nearby. It seemed odd, a thunder cloud, up among the fluffy white clouds, where the sun shone. But there it was in all of it's anger and wrath. Then, without the warning of thunder, it shot off a lightning bolt. It forked through the sky and struck Heather, right between her legs. She was naked and when she looked down at her pussy she saw electricity dancing on her clit.

My clit must be a pretty good conductor she thought as she felt the electricity pass into her body mingling with the heat and causing her whole body to tingle. She squirmed against the feeling, but she felt herself being held in place against the lightning.

It shot through her again, and this time it was strong enough to make her back arch. Her eyes shot open and she gasped, realising that the clouds and the sun and the lightning were all a dream. But the feeling of pleasure pulsing from her pussy was all real.

She glanced down and saw a lump beneath her covers. Panting and shaking, she slowly reached over to grasp the corner, and pulled the duvet back.