Dreams Honey Novels & Stories

"Oh no. Please daddy, don't cum in me, you'll get me pregnant. Please no. No. No." "Heather you have to stop or I'm going to cum!" Honey stood suddenly and kissed her sister deeply. I clenched my teeth and held on but I was quickly losing the fight. "Take it inside you." Honey said, breaking the kiss. "Take Daddy's sperm into your body, into your pussy. I'll lick it all out of you, baby. Do it. Do it." "Oh yeah..." Heather said in a high pitched whimper. "Oh God!"

However, it didn’t stop the vivid dreams. They came back stronger by the minute, detailing how he pushed her against the wall and how he kissed the skin of her neck. Her hand subconsciously grazed the places his lips had touched. Her breath became heavy and for a moment, she thought she couldn’t breathe. All these years, she had endured not having sex even after she was long married but now, her whole body ached to be touched; to be tortured sweetly under Will and be penetrated by him. Remembering his kisses made a moan escape her lips. For a moment, her hands began to reach for the moist flesh between her legs, seeking satisfaction and release.

With the help of the man in my dreams. TO BE CONTINUED

The air is thick with the sweet aroma of honey and milk, a harmonious blend that stirs desire and longing. Each breath fills me with a craving beyond the scent alone. It's like honey and milk hold the key to unspoken desires, tempting me to indulge in their warmth and sweetness, igniting a stirring within me. The scent speaks a silent language, conveying a deep understanding and wrapping me in a comforting familiarity. It whispers of intimacy, leaving behind promises I can't quite recall fulfilling. "Look at that!" Hunter's voice echoes in my mind, catching me off guard. "Leave it," I scold him internally, trying to resist the urge to look.

he asked looking directly into my eyes. “I guess it’s a mystery we will never be able to solve?” I replied. If I could read his mind, I’m sure he would be like just tell me this your name so I could drop all this problem on your head. Mother given name has never been used by Dreamers, it’s one of the rules that makes us different from other people who can travel through realms. If your real name was to be discovered, you would be locked up in a building and all your colleagues problem would be placed into your hands to solve for them and for centuries those that have fallen prey to divulging their names have always died before solving even one person’s problem. Well only one person has falle

she whispered quietly as she looked around the room. The curiosity and concern overwhelmed me as I looked at my longtime friend. I leaned in close to her and asked just as quietly, “What is it?” “Well,” she began taking another look around the room before continuing. “I have been having dreams as well but not of Laylan, or unicorns, or fairies, or anything like that. I always thought that maybe I just had multiple personalities and the other happened to be a man named Daemon. But recently, I have been dreaming dreams as if they were his memories or something,” she stopped and looked at me.

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

The woman is pretty with blond hair with a smallish frame and the man is built with short black hair and stunning blue eyes. "Then there is Harley, Wyatt, Willow, Harper and Jonathan; now the last two are my best friends; Riley and Julia." Holy fucking crow; Riley is fucking sexy, hot and gorgeous all rolled into one man; a straight man with a damn beautiful woman sitting on his lap. Riley has the most beautiful curly hair that is so dark in color that it looks black; I would love to run my fingers through along with tugging on his wildly but tamed at the same time curly hair. His brown eyes resemble pools of chocolate pudding and his full facial beard and mustache that is kept close to his

"Yes! I'm dreaming and I've been here for almost two days. I slept fine thinking I was going to wake up in my real life, but I am still dreaming. I find Tessa and Pearl here as handmaidens. strange. My father is a King, My mother is dead, and you... a Prince. It is very frustrating, I miss my Mom my friends, my life, and I don't know what that story of a stupid Diamond is supposed to mean to me!" She panted breathlessly, after pouring out the load in her heart. Dexter's mouth hung open in astonishment. "You are right, I won't understand." Ruby put her hands back on the rail and hung her shoulders in disappointment, at herself. Expecting someone in her dream would understand what it was like

And Haley Sterling, the worst singer in the universe, holding everything together with pink light and pure, magnificent chaos. The compass pointed downward, steady and warm. In the egg chamber, Haley hummed. And far below the crystallized floor, the First Dreamer discovered the concept of chocolate and trembled with delight.