He understood my one-word command and slid one dry, rough thumb inside me, tracing my insides, still working my clit with his tongue.

"More," I pleaded. "More."

So he slid another finger up and then another, and slowly I felt that the sensation from my pussy was as intense as the one from my clit. The circling of his tongue on my clit turned to sucking, and then I felt the tiny nip of his teeth on that most sensitive part of me. My body began to buck, sending clouds of dust everywhere, messing up my hair, but I wasn't caring about anything outside of the moment and what he was doing to me. Then the relief I'd been waiting for came. As the pulsations in me started, he maintained his rhythm for the few seconds it took for him to be sure I was coming. And I was, harder than I ever had before, overpowered by contractions that were radiating through every part of my body for what felt like an eternity, until he pulled his fingers away, hardened his tongue into a small, stiff peak, and began thrusting it into my quivering pussy so that it had something to wrap around as the waves of pleasure died down. I took him by his dusty, dirty head, pulled him up to me, and said "Thank you" with a long, soft kiss in which I could taste myself.

Still wearing my coat and dress, I knelt down with bare legs on the uneven floor before him. I didn't take control. I didn't need to ask him to take his cock out so that I could taste it. He read my mind in real life just as he had in my dreams. His jeans had a button fly, which he undid slowly and with trembling hands. I stayed still, lips parted, still recovering from my own orgasm but eager to give him his. He wore no underwear and, as he unfastened the last metal button, revealed a beautiful, hard dick with one excited vein running from his light brown bush to the glossy pink tip. The skin on his cock was as smooth and velvety as his hands were rough and craggy. I put my lips together to kiss the tip of it, teasing him, swirling my lips and tongue around but not letting him enter my mouth. I could feel how excited he was.