Dream Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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“Start by confessing, Tyler. Tell us about your crush. In detail. We want to hear how you think about me when you’re at your desk.” My face burned. “Priya… you’re incredible. Your curves, those full breasts, wide hips, thick thighs… even your short wavy hair drives me crazy. Every time you lean over my desk, I get hard. I’ve jerked off thinking about you.” Priya laughed, a low, throaty sound. “Mmm, honest boy. Keep going. What else?” “I… I’ve fantasized about all of you,” I admitted, my voice shaky. “Group stuff. Orgy. I've fantasised about being used instead of intentional consensual fuck. I've fantasied about completely letting go.”

Then he discovered her fanfictions: wild, smutty, and detailed enough to keep him hard for days. Finding her suddenly in his private spa had been surreal. He'd stepped in just wanting to give her an unforgettable experience as thanks… but things escalated fast. She was bold, naughty, and shockingly still a virgin. The moment his fingers entered her walls, she was so tight... so wet. He wanted to take her right there and then, but the stakes were too high. At the peak of his career, one scandal with a fan, especially his biggest fanfic writer could destroy everything. Still… he couldn’t resist giving her that orgasm.

***** Meanwhile, in Elviria… Alison lay asleep, her breathing steady but her brows slightly furrowed. In her dream, she was back by the stream with Damian. The night sky and stars danced on the rippling water as they splashed each other like children, laughter echoing through the air. Damian’s smile in the dream was warm, full of life. “I will always find you” Damian said in her dream She reached out to touch his face, but the moment her fingers grazed his cheek, the image blurred. The dream faded—yet a single tear escaped from her closed eyes and slid down her cheek. Alison woke up and wiped her tears

****** Sam's stepfather shares her body with his friends. This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Enjoy. ******

A music artiste with lots of beautiful and sexy female fans that would do anything to bed him. Could I be wrong about him? Could Damian be cheating on me??

It was a rush. A fire began in my brain, piquing my curiousity about him. I started digging. I wanted to know what made the priest's kid tick. It didn't take long to find his secret life as the most notorious smut-writer on the school forums. I’d hacked his laptop months ago, and what I found was a goldmine. He’d written me into his stories, every filthy, graphic detail, except he called me “Damian”in his fantasies. He’d replaced the girls I was with with himself. I knew he had a massive, pathetic crush on my best friend, Damian. It was too delicious to ignore.

My hands folded into tight fists. For the first five seconds, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me or maybe I could be dreaming again. These days I could hardly even distinguish between dreams and reality. Maybe my brother was just stalking her and nothing more. No way! It couldn't be My jaw clenched repeatedly. Liam pulls away and left her smiling to herself. The sight of her smile made my blood run cold. I matched up to her and she froze up. "Care to tell me what the hell I just saw" my voice went up the roof.

I beg shamelessly. “I won’t dare” he answered and continued licking my pussy. Sucking my pussy and using his teeth to grave my clit. Flickering his tongue inside my pussy, and he sticks two fingers inside me. He intensify the wonder of his fingers, adding more pressure to it and I moan out loudly, unable to control myself anymore. His fingers start going deep and deliberate, exploring different places inside me. Heat coils low in my belly, building up faster than I can grasp, tight and urgent. Images of my stepdad starts coming up in my head. I started seeing Dave eating my pussy instead of Jackson.

"I'm in Chicago for the weekend. My cell phone number's on the back. Maybe you can come to my hotel room and tell me more about this lucky woman." The dream filled Damien's mind as he took the card. Another hot flush shot through him. He could remember every moment vividly. He hadn't even felt like he was dreaming. It had seemed too real. His cock twinged at the memory of her hot pussy wrapped around his cock. No, he told his cock. Damien's right hand played with his wedding band. It was a dream. It doesn't count. You'll just have to be happy with that.