Sex Dream Stories Novels & Stories

Right from they rape to now,I felt so good letting her share my secret. I’m so glad my step father can’t harm me from here. “That man is really wicked” “He’s worse than wicked” “Don’t think about it anymore.Remember the master is choosing a bed chamber maid tomorrow”she giggled. “What’s a bed chamber maid and what’s so special about it?” “Being a bed chamber maid,you get to serve the master on bed” “That’s crazy like have sex” “I wish it would be me.He’s so damn handsome” “You are just like your sister.Boy freak but I think she’s worse” “I’m not a boy freak” “You are”

He told us both to shut up and we heard his foot steps get softer, telling us he was gone from the door and we could now talk. "Ariel, is dream sex a bad sign for us" I blurted out without thinking that sentence through. "Sav, did you have a dream like that, were it felt so real you woke up and both yours and his wetness was there?" She asked with a serious look. "YES" I said way to excited that she understood me. "SAV" She said back "It isn't a good thing for our kind, no, it means the person your dreaming of has a magical hold on you and it can lead to you doing bad things" she said.

The three men sat around her, looking at the masterpiece they had shared. She was the most beautiful thing they had ever seen, a perfect mix of soft curves and raw, wild energy. She closed her eyes, a small smile on her lips, knowing that this was a night that would haunt their dreams for a long time. The memory of the weight of her breasts, the tightness of her pussy, and the sound of her loud, messy moans would stay with them forever.

I began stroking him clumsily, my hands gliding up and down his length, savouring the velvety feel of him. “Don’t tease me”, he groaned. I grew bolder, closing my mouth on his length, taking as much as I could. I lift my eyes to look at the man, and my heart skips as I meet cold grey eyes. “Brrrrrrrr…..” My alarm rang, waking me up from my sleep with a start. I opened my eyes, looking at my ceiling, my cheeks flushed as I realized I just had a sex dream about Hayden Reid. “Damn”, I cursed, aware of the ache between my legs and the tightness in my chest. I couldn’t resist it and touched myself to the image of Hayden Reid’s fat cock.

Still, when I slept off I kept dreaming of strong hands gripping my hips, saying dirty words to me, pounding from behind and my pussy clenching hard around a thick cock. And the terrifying feeling of someone out there who knew exactly who I was—dripping and begging to breed.

Adrian had been roommates with James for months and every night, his mind wandered to filthy thoughts of that thick cock sliding deep into his ass. He imagined James pinning him down, spreading his cheeks wide and pounding relentlessly until he filled him with hot cum. The fantasy consumed him, making his own cock throb whenever James walked around shirtless or fresh from a shower.

Now lost to her pleasures, Yasmine continued fucking herself, unable to contain her moans and groans. It wasn't until she was done that she realized the cou9le in the other room had stopped, and she could only hear the whispers coming from their room. “I think she's alone and having sex with just herself!” Yasmine's eyes widened in horror. Had she just been caught masturbating?! Author's Note: The F1 series will continue soon, guys. I just wanted to toss this in. Apologies for the long wait. Thank you for reading.

I melted into the kiss, tasting the wine and the passion and the promise of many more nights exactly like this one. Best drunk sex of my life.

You have got to be kidding me. Today's dream was kind of funny though; I have never dreamt of us doing it in my office. It probably only happened because I fell asleep at work. But the only reason that happened is because I haven't had any good sleep these days. I wake up every night from a sex dream and find it hard to fall back to sleep. I feel like smashing Jacob's head in right now for causing this. I wish he was an ugly, old, fat man. Maybe then my pussy wouldn't tremble merely at the thought of what he can do to it. I hate you, Jacob Smith, for being a sexy man I want to fuck. God! I have never felt more frustrated in my life than I do right now.

Sex Dreams Intro:Sex Dreams, wet dreams are normal especially when your mind is fixated on a particular delectable specimen. Could be male, female as long as you have deep forbidden desires for the people in question your brain tends to project your wants in your dreams. Fleur's P.O.V. The one frustrating is the word to use when one can't express ones emotions. One sided crush are the literal worse, here I am loving the fool from afar, desiring Miles Kentucky in my head, dreams literally everywhere my eyes set it’s sight on him.