Fem Dream Novels & Stories

I adjusted her hug to me and closed my eyes. "Goodnight, Fem." She moved again to squeeze her face into my armpit. I laughed softly and kissed her lips. "Stop by snoring, please. I like to think that it's because of your snoring that my nightmares are coming back." The woman just frowned as if she was protesting. "Yeah, yeah. I know. It's not your fault." I kissed her again and hugged her tightly. I closed my eyes hoping that the dreams will be clearer this time.

Damien let out a sigh. “You should try bringing your girlfriend here.” Damien looked at her. “It is complicated, mother. I told you in the dream.” “Dream?” the woman raised a brow. “I dreamt about you. Severally.” She smiled. “That was just a dream, dear. It was not real.” “I have been having many dreams about you, most of them usually end up in a nightmare. After the last one, I thought something had happened, so I decided to come here to–”

I'd stayed up far too late the night before giggling over hot chocolate and nonsense with one of Cole's cousin—Lilette, a charming whirlwind of dramatic stories and sharp eyeliner. "I'm going to grab some sleep before the chaos begins," I murmured to Megan as the others scattered across the deck. "You always nap before trouble," she teased. I smiled and slipped away below deck, finding a quiet, softly lit guest room at the end of the corridor. I kicked off my sandals, pulled the covers up, and was asleep almost instantly. The ocean rhythm rocking me deeper into my dreams. I was awoken, by a hand stroking my cheek, very gently and slowly. My eyes fluttered for a moment and I couldn't breathe.

Taking deep breaths, she tried to calm her racing heart and steady her trembling hands. As she slowly released her grip on the sheets, Fiona realized that it was just a nightmare, a figment of her imagination. Yet, the lingering unease persisted, and she couldn't shake off the unsettling feeling that the dream held a deeper meaning. She had been having constant dreams ever since the Alpha ball and her swift encounter with Alpha Hercules. Curiosity stirred within Fiona as she pondered the connection between her recent experiences and the recurring nightmares. Alpha Hercules, the enigmatic figure who had captivated her attention at the Alpha ball, had left a lasting impression on her. His myst

She heaved a sigh of relief before she proceeded to speak; "I had a dream, it was different from the others, it's not about my parents or my sister, it was about me. I had it several times in one night and it troubled me so much I forgot all I had to do today. I saw myself chasing after a lady in white dress, she didn't turn back even when I pleaded with her to. She runs towards a mountain filled with plants and trees, full of life. When she finally gets to her destination, she turns to me and I see myself, just like a reflection, she is me!" General lynx stroked his chin gently as he tried to understand her dream. He thought about the times his father told him something concerning goddesses

“I remember going to the bathroom and taking a shower, then I went right to bed. I did have this weird dream.” “What dream?’ Jon asked “Well, there were two women there that I didn’t know. Plus, Freya was there as well. They told me things will start to change, and I will find my mate when the time is right, and he will be someone I would not think of. Plus, she said, I will start to change. The other woman just stood there looking at me like she knew me or something.” I explained the dream to them, and I was still confused about it all. I tried to talk to Freya, but she said we would talk later and she blocked me out. I was confused about her actions, but I figured she would tell me later.

Support her all day till she marries that man in her dreams. Email blushed remembering the rompy daydream she had with that man that kept coming to her dreams to haunt her body. His wheat hair she buried her nails in when he took her right on the bed...in her sleep of course. His muscular body, her eyes ached to savor. His... "She's thinking about him again. Ema, In case no one has told you, sleeping with someone in your dreams is very very bad and as a Christian, it has its spiritual implications.

she murmured to my lips, her breath and groin warmer than usual. A good sign. No worrying hormonal changes yet, either. Our reproductive health wasn't absolutely in the crapper yet. "Who was in your dream?" "People you shouldn't meet." "Intriguing," she whispered with a smirk. "Go on." "The Falcos." "Okay. Was your sister in the dream, too?" "No. But her boyfriend was," I muttered while gripping my wife's curvy hips, her lacy underwear rubbing against my crotch, warming me up and tempting me to put her on her back again.

"One last one for the road. She shattered under his touch, a quick, sharp orgasm rippling through her, pussy clenching on nothing, juices slicking his fingers. Jax grinned, feral and satisfied, bringing them to his mouth for a final taste. SLUT SQUAD!! If you are reading this, you're pronounced "Dirty Slut Seeker" part of the Dirty Slut Seekers! We all have fantasies don't we? Bet your cock's throbbing, or your pussy's soaked right now, panties shoved aside as you read every single filthy fuck dream. Did you edge or cum untouched, or touch yourself? Drop your own fantasies here, readers. Tell me in the comments: What would you do if you were Zelda right now? Beg for more? Spill your dirtiest

"And in the end, Dreams are just involuntary sensations, silly imaginations but can change your life by appearing or by coming true. From the wet dreams to Reality. Like my life was created by dreams." [Jasmine] ....... [Jasmine's POV] The First Time I met him In real life, I was on my knees literally. I was embarrassed while He stood there cold and aloof tapping his shoe against the floor rhythmically. However, I couldn't see his face because he was wearing a mask. But one thing I was sure of that he was Handsome.