An arousing dream

“Ah, there you are Gwen I've been looking all over the house for you.” You are standing near a bookcase in the library dusting. Wearing the skimpy maid dress all servants have with lace stockings and gloves you turn around towards the voice. It is Lady Liara the owner of this land. She stands before you elegantly with a red noble dress showing off her cleavage and legs. One of the reasons you choose to work as a servant for Liara was how beautiful she was, you always find yourself imagining partaking in debauchery with her silky physique.

“Yes my lady, is there something you need?” You enquire while averting your eyes from her buxom chest.

“It’s about last night,” you recall Liara had came home drunk after a party and was making flirtatious comments at you about what could pleasure the both of you, “I know I made some inappropriate statements about a sexual nature between the two of us. I hope you will not take offence and continue to work as normal.” As Liara finished her apology you struggle to think of your reply. To be honest you wanted what she was saying last night to come true. Every night you fantasize about Liara and she almost made it become a reality in her drunken state, but you respected her to much to take advantage of her.

“It’s alright my lady, I didn't mind the comments.” You finally reply.

“Really?” Liara declares, now standing almost face to face with you in the large library. You put a hand on a table nearby for support as she gives a questioning look at your face. “You know I've noticed the way you look at me when you wash me in the bath, the look of lust.” Your mouth hangs open unable to articulate a reply, knowing it's the truth. Liara always wants you to wash her and you don't complain. Her whole body oozes sex, and you have caught yourself massaging her ass and breasts for an awkwardly long time during her washes. “I remember when you peeked in my room when I dominated young Lady Alice.” Her voice is now low and seductive and her arms have encircled your waist, kneading your ass under the short skirt that barely covers your privates. “I wanted you to watch. See me sit on her pretty face, making her pleasure my cunt... making her my plaything.” You give out a moan remembering that night. The two of them rutting like animals, screaming in pleasure. “Would you like to be my plaything Gwen?” She whispers into your ear caressing your pussy through your panties at the same time.

“Yessss...please I've desired you since I worked here, take me like Alice!” You utter in desperation. Her free hand pulls your head in for a passionate kiss. Your tongues exploring each other's mouths. She lifts you up onto the table in a seating position allowing her perfect access to your slit when she kneels between your legs. Her hand glides across your soaked mound in your underwear making you quiver in pleasure.

“Who knew you were such an easy slut Gwen, already so eager and wet for my touch. I should have done this ages ago.” Liara tells you in a mocking tone, the submission of finally giving into your desire making you need her touch.

“Please…” you give out in a groan.

“Please what?”

“Please suck my pussy Liara! Make me cum on your face! I'm so horny!”

With that declaration Liara moves your panties and delves her tongue into your pussy. The pleasure is instant, her tongue causing an orgasm straight away “Oh yesss…this is amazing!” You wrap your legs around Liara’s head wanting her to lick you more. The sounds of her sucking your juices up makes you lose yourself in the moment. Your hands rub your tits through your dress adding to the overwhelming rapture enveloping your senses. You've dreamed of this, but now it's happening. You look down and see Liara’s face coated with cum and a look of hunger in her eyes. She continues probing your slick tunnel while massaging your thighs. The whole experience is too much and you scream out during the biggest orgasm of your life “Yes Liara! You're making me cum!”

“Gwen...Gwen...wake up it’s your turn for the watch.” The voice of Liara breaks through your heated dream and you awaken covered in sweat and your hands rubbing your pussy. “Are you okay Gwen, I heard you call out my name and you are very flushed?” You instantly pull back your hands from your soaking folds and sit up.

“Uh...uh yeah everything's fine,” you stammer, embarrassed beyond belief “I will take over the watch.”

You put on your equipment and head out of the tent. As you open the flap you turn and look back to say goodnight. Liara is already in her underwear showing off her slender form making you bite your lower lip, she gives a smile and you leave quickly knowing she saw you gawking at her gorgeous breasts.

Sitting on the log by the fire you chastise yourself for having such lustful thoughts and dreams. But you admit it was probably the best dream you ever had. You hum the tune Liara was when she was on watch “I know that tune, but from where?” You ponder looking up at the foreign sky.