She must still be dreaming

"What's your name?" Ashley said, guessing that, if she was still dreaming, it would be about her absent roommate, Kitty.

"Kitty, Mistress, but you can call me anything you wish."

Ashley nodded, taking the name as confirmation that she was still asleep. Still aroused from her last dream, she knew exactly what to do.

Ashley spread her legs. "You need to please me, Kitty." Ashley had expected the kneeling figure to bury her face in Ashley's pussy right away, but this dream had other ideas. Once Kitty took her place between Ashley's legs, she turned her head and kissed the inside of Ashley's leg, a little above the knee. A part of Ashley's mind registered that she felt the kiss on her skin even though her pajamas should have been in the way, but that was just how dreams worked, she supposed.

As the woman trailed kisses up and down both thighs, cruelly saving Ashley's sex for last, Ashley put her hand on the top of the brunette's brown hair. "You love the way my body tastes." she teased.

"Yes Mistress." Kitty admitted, and then licked Ashley's thigh. Ashley shivered as skin, probably Kitty's cheek, brushed her pussy.

"But I want you to pleasure my pussy." Wordlessly, Kitty moved, and Ashley felt her tongue again, starting just below her labia, and slowly licking its way up, the tip teasing back and forth over her slit. When the tip reached her clit, already white hot with arousal, it circled and flicked it for a second. Kitty pulled back and looked up at Ashley, judging her Mistress's reaction.

Ashley panted for a few more seconds, before muttering in disbelief "That was...I think I just came."

Kitty smiled, and lowered her head back to Ashley's pussy, and began to kiss and lick furiously. Above her, Ashley moaned. She had touched herself before, once or twice. Every day. But she had never been touched, outside of her dreams, and there was a world of difference between the two sensations. It would have been easy for anyone to make her virgin pussy orgasm, let alone for a woman with experience who had become completely devoted to the idea of giving Ashley as much pleasure as possible.

If Ashley had been thinking about it, she would have wondered how a dream could feel so good, but as it was, the only part of her that was thinking about her being asleep was preoccupied with wanting not to wake up. The rest of her thoughts were just about how amazing she felt.

After the third orgasm, ten minutes in, Ashley fell back onto the bed. "Mistress?" Kitty asked.

"Th-that's... enou-enough." Ashley gasped. "Come up here." She hoped that she could at least see Dream Kitty's face before she woke up. Kitty obeyed, helping Ashley's legs onto the bed before climbing up. She couldn't help herself, and trailed kisses up Ashley's stomach and over her breasts before coming face to face with her Mistress. The young woman's exhausted and satisfied smile put butterflies in her stomach.

"Just... hold me?" Ashley asked, and Kitty lay down, wrapping herself around her mistress, her touch passing right through the pajamas again, pressing against Ashley's now sweaty skin. She lay her head on the pillow next to hers, and was surprised when her mistress leaned forward just a bit, and kissed her on the lips.

Ashley smiled at Kitty, and waited to wake up from the best dream she had ever had.

And waited.

She closed her eyes, and reopened them.

She did it again. The dream was still there.

Slowly, dreading the result, she pinched the back of her hand. It hurt.

She pinched harder. It hurt more.