Novel & Cerita Erotic Dreamz

Leon kissed her down once more to her belly, he stroke the skin of her thigh with a finger until he reached her flower. Mareili gasped when his hand touched her tip again, this time, he kisser down there and blew hot breathe on it, causing Mareili to shiver. He kissed her clit and bit lightly at it as Reili let out a soft ear pleasing moan, then in the next second, a finger went in. Mareili flinched as she propped herself up and held his hand. "Relax and feel the pleasure of this babe" Leon coaxed and Mareili immediately did so.

I was mere seconds away when a wave of high-pitched tones brutally interrupted my eruption… The fucking alarm clock. It was three in the morning, certainly not the typical time for me to get up, but it was the right time to participate in an auction to buy an old hotel or a piece of land in Thailand. Growling several curses, I dragged myself under the shower, turning on my laptop on the way to the bathroom. Once I took care of my painful erection, I sat in front of the computer and ineptly tried to focus for about an hour. I needed to consider taking sleeping pills just to prevent Sarah from invading my dreams again. Those dreams were too vivid. I could almost taste her, feel her, touch her.

Not wanting to be bothered by any more useless remarks, he took off his clothes and went to bed. That night he was restless. He was having a vivid dream of him and Ruby together in bed. How he kissed her and held her beautiful face in his hand. It felt so real as if he was holding her in his arms. How she groaned and moaned from the pleasure of their sex. Embracing her as he ejaculate inside of her. Eric woke up and felt wet. "Damn it!" grunted Eric. He changed his clothes and bed sheet. After getting on some clean clothes, he tried to go back to sleep.

Hand on hip, Eryn beamed at Cassie as if her entire world hadn't come crashing down. Groaning, Cassie rolled out of bed, and toddled off to the bathroom. Lost in thought, she lingered in the shower, trying to wash away the dirtiness of the dream. The whole thing was ludicrous. She wasn't a lesbian. She wasn't even bi-sexual, not by a long shot, but the erotic dream reminded her of the last vivid dream that sort of came true and rocked her world in the process. Maybe it was a residual effect from her raunchy sex-fest with Ben.

I was afraid that I would hurt his wound. Ricky didn’t speak or move. He just leaned against my neck. Hearing is even breathing. I thought that he must be asleep, but I didn’t dare to move. I thought, “It’s right! It’s not the first time we've slept together. Now, Ricky was injured, so he won’t do anything.” After a while, I fall asleep. I had an erotic dream last night. I dreamed of my first time. I had a sensuous encounter with Ricky, so I didn’t know what it was like, because I was drugged. The dream was so vivid that I could feel his soft lips and smell of body…

“Don't touch me!!, leave me alone, please…please” Eva cried and jumped up from the bed sweating. Realizing that it was a dream, she touched her cheek to wipe off the strings of tears that had dropped down. Ever since the night Eric had raped her, she hasn't stopped having nightmares about that day, his eyes the way he looked at her like a prey, his evil smirks, his cold voice and laughter kept tormenting her almost everytime in her dreams.

She quivered beneath my touch, a whimper escaping her lips. In my dream, the act of BDSM was a dance of power and passion, a ritual that bound us together in a way that transcended the mundane. My cock, thick and hard, strained against the fabric of my pants, begging for release as I approached the bed where Elysia lay. She watched me with a mix of excitement and trepidation, her breaths coming quicker as I stood over her, the crop still in my hand.

Ellie was trapped in her erotic dream, and in it, the love of her life was stroking inside her while kissing her shoulders and neck. It sent tingles down to her toes and clit. In the dream, his manhood was thick and hard, filling her to the brim; her pussy was wet and hot, stuffy like the South American jungles; her breathing was quick and shallow in her dream. Oh, what a lovely dream... or was it?

"And when you dream of me, you don't even know it's me." "I — what are you talking about?" Eris pulled back, gripping Aria's cheeks. "I've touched you in your dreams. I've tasted you. I've wrapped around you night after night. And you never question it. You think it's just a fantasy." Aria froze. Every wet dream she had of Riri slithering beneath her sheets… the tongue, the teasing, the shivers, the ache… "You never realized it was me," Eris whispered. "Because I'm not just your sweet little serpent."

He never pushed me to answer questions I didn't want to tell him, and I finally felt like he was opening up to me. Whenever Eric brought Damian up, a weird pit in my stomach began to flare up. Eric didn't tell me where Damian ran off to, but he said he would be back soon. Deep down, I was sort of relived to get the space from him, I felt like I could think clearly about everything. After the encounter with Damian, I started to have strange dreams that were more vivid than ever before. Dreams of him being in my room laying with me and embracing me in his arms. When I eventually woke up, I couldn't help to feel a sense of disappointment that it was just a dream.