by Yonette Nicola

It was announced on the 6:30 p.m news. Alert, alert, be on the lookout for the gourmand of vulva. Women are warned to keep all doors and windows locked. The gourmand of vulva creeps into bedrooms; lifts nighties slowly, carefully and quietly draws them aside and begins to lavishly feast on the nooky of unsuspecting women. Strong yet gentle hands remove panties and his face draws closer to the treasure, resting legs on his shoulders. He rubs his nose over the clit and lips after which he proceeds to lick the bulb and vulva ever so softly like a kitten laps his milk.

He's a master of tonguery, proven by deeply inserting his lingua into the vagina licking all of the soft and sensual wall to find the sweet nectar hidden within. I laid motionless, breathing deeply, enthralled by the pleasure upon me. hard with joy, my nib was pulsating with every touch while my prize, now glazed and glistening in the moon light, swelled and puffed with delight. Hungry no more but full of my secretions, the gourmand of vulva released the suction he had on my bowl of plenty and like a cat retrieving, he slowly backed out of the room. beep, beep, BEEP, BEEP ... damn alarm clock. It's 6:00 a.m, time to get up. Remembering the dream, I got up yawning and stretching and headed for the shower, then felt a trickle down my leg.

Reverie by Yonette Nicola

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