Dream Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Oh my god, I totally forgot I was trying to be a sexy maid for you.” He chuckled, playing with my loose hair. “It’s okay.” I pouted and smoothed out the skirt. “I wanted to play out this whole fantasy, but I ruined it.” Damon tugged at the lock of hair, his eyes darkening. “Tell me about this fantasy.” I swallowed and whispered, “I… I am a naughty maid who sneaks into your room and finds your sex toys. And when you find me, you punish me.” He raised his brow. “I don’t have any sex toys here.”

"Opps! Someone looks mad... Did I scare the lengend Rose?" He teased even more. "You are so smart, I love you... Big fan of you, really!" She rolled her eyes. "What do you want, Rafael? This is the last time I am asking you." "Your daughter!" He declared. "Are you out of your fucking mind?" Damian growled. "I am a big fan of your daughter, is that wrong?" Rafael mocked. "I became her fan the moment she put her gun on Aurora's temple... I just want to have face to face conversation with her. A cup of coffee because I don't like tea, that's it!"

*** Jeremy moaned in his sleep. He was having the most incredibly erotic dream. He was standing under a waterfall with Ryan. Ryan was in his arms, with his arms and legs locked around him as it had been during their kiss in the arena. But this time around, they were both naked with Jeremy slowly fucking into Ryan. Somehow, Jeremy knew it was a dream. Hell, he was fucking a willing Ryan. That was too good to be true. But that was one dream the alpha didn’t plan on waking up from. Jeremy moaned throatily when Ryan licked and sucked at the side of his neck until he felt as if he was on fire even though he stood directly beneath the falls.

"Like my little brother, I'll be deferring to Mrs. Dana here." Dana scooted closer to her brother-in-law, smirking and shaking her head. "These two..." she said, shaking her head. "Well, with some coordination and help from Duncan and Kelly, I was able to shoot my fantasy!" She smiled widely as everyone cheered her accomplishment, some remembering what she'd said she'd wanted when she volunteered. "What was it again?" Rachel asked, looking over. Dana blushed slightly, so Kelly took over. "Dana had a fantasy that she wanted to be in her house, an intruder, or intruders, come in and then have their way with her."

Stars explode behind my eyes; my cock leaks steadily, hips thrusting into his hand. “You’re acting like a virgin bottom,” he says, pulling back to watch my face. “What happened to you?” “Does it matter?” I gasp, grinding down on his fingers, chasing that electric buzz. My internal conflict rages, I’m a woman in a man’s body, living my BL dream, but as the uke? Fangirl me is thrilled, but this isn’t canon!

I always thought that their mates were chosen. I’m pulled awake and out of the dreamlink. I’m groggy, but Selyna doesn’t let it slow her down as she reaches to free my cock. “I need you, baby!” Her voice pleading and her body moving to push the chair from the desk. “Fuck me on the desk, Damian!” She sits on the desk and punches her nipples while opening her legs wide for me to easily plunge myself into her. Her legs wrap around me and I thrust hard and fast until we are both seeing stars with our release. I sink into the chair, not even bothering to pull my pants back up and she climbs into my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me as she sweetly speaks. “I love you, Damian.”

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

Every touch, kiss and spark of pleasure he elicited from her. Her eyes opened slowly as if she were waking from a deep slumber—lovely dark eyes gazing up at him. How many times had Timothy awakened in the middle of the night, dick hard and on the brink of embarrassing the hell out of himself, because those eyes had taunted him in his dreams? Too damn many. He pulled his hand back and slipped a finger slowly into his mouth, his dick throbbing inside her as her intent gaze followed that finger from his lips and back down. He touched her clit again and she closed her eyes.

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Dane: Don’t make me wait, babe. Am I really going to do this? The use of that pet name should make me cringe but it doesn’t. It has the opposite effect. My pussy is drenched and I want him. This fantasy that he’s painted for me is everything I’ve ever wanted. I close my eyes as I envision him. The large alpha that wants to control me, take me, use me, and stares down his nose at me. The slick between my legs tells me that I want it all. I want him to dominate me and use my body until he’s sated. I want to please him, I want to do anything and everything without consequences. I don’t want to think about what’s waiting at home for me and I don’t want to think about the shitty ex that’s having