Wet Dream (18+)
I was floating in water, my body idly undulating with the current in the warm pool. I felt hands wrap around me and slowly pull me down underwater. I wasn’t afraid though, I turned my head and a mop of blue hair entered my field of vision as Patty swam around me. She moved so fluidly it was like she was a mermaid. Though without the giant fish tail. She frowned at me before we pressed against the bottom of the pool. She floated down to me as I relaxed and felt myself just exist. She slowly pressed her lips against mine breathing life into me. I stirred and wrapped my arms around her. Pulling her deeper into the kiss.
She pulled back and her swimsuit melted away showing her lithe muscular body. Her small breasts were perky and defied all gravity as I looked down her body. Two large tall ab muscles lined her stomach, I could see the cut of her hips with the swimmers V that led to a wonderful mound of a beautiful pink pussy with blue hair lining it. She reached down and suddenly I was naked with her in the water. She cupped me gently in her hands and stroked me smoothly lubricated by the water.
I reached down and stroked her defined hip watching her shudder as I swam to her and pressed her down into the water till we were tangled with one another touching and kissing everywhere. Her neck tasted of chlorine and bourbon. The scent of my body wash wafted off her as she tried to swim away from me. I grabbed her ankle, slipping between her legs and running my tongue along her slit. She stilled and wrapped her legs around my head as I slowly tenderly explored her pussy. I found the glorious clit and ran my tongue against it gently, teasingly as Patty shuddered against my mouth. The smell of her musk filling my nose and filling me with desire.
Impossibly smoothly she moved and was wrapping her lips around me as I gently ate her out. She slid up and down my shaft with her warm wet mouth as we floated in nothingness. Her hands grabbed my ass ever so gently and softly. Careful of the tender flesh as she pleasured me with her mouth. Her mouth felt warm like flowing water washing away a day of hard exercise. Frustration grew in me as the pleasurable feeling of getting head wasn’t building the way it should be as she tenderly touched my balls.
We slid apart before coming back together as she ground her pussy against my stomach. Legs wrapping around me powerfully as we kissed. Her breath tasted of sukiyaki noodles as her tongue danced around my mouth gracefully. She rubbed herself on my abs pressing against me hard, leaving slick hot juices on my stomach as she slowly moved her hips down closer and closer to my rock hard cock. She leaned whispering in my ear, “Does this make up for it?”
I grabbed her ass and rammed myself deep inside her as she arched, pressing her small breasts tightly against me as she screamed in ecstasy as I felt her cum immediately. Her quivering walls wrapping and squeezing me for everything I had. Then I started fucking her hard in retribution for my treatment. “It is a good start,” I growled in her ears. She was burning hot and slick as I plunged into her over and over.
Soon I had her against a wall, both of us floating while she curled in on herself as I mercilessly pounded her tight slit. Over and over she clenched and screamed my name as she came again and again. Tortured by her overstimulation she cried out, “Fill me Tim! Fill my womb with your hot cum!”
I grabbed her by the back of her head and forced our lips together as I furiously slammed into her. The slaps of our flesh cracking like the rat tails that had tortured my body as she screamed into my mouth. Just as I was about to burst inside her. Fill her up with my hot seed like she begged me to. Patty’s eyebrows raised slightly as her eyes grew wide she broke away from the kiss and screamed, “I’M CUMMING!” Then she exploded into a million bubbles that floated through the nothingness. Leaving me aching for my own orgasm that had been right there on the edge.
I screamed in frustration, I wanted to teach her a lesson. Fill her up and make her beg for more of my cock. Then I was cut off by a voice.
“Oooh, poor little bird.” A silky voice slipped into my ear as arms wrapped around my torso and stroked the long muscles of my stomach. Soft lace clothes were pushed against my back as the black nailed hands ran across my skin making gooseflesh erupt across my body.
“Who?” I questioned into the nothing as I tried to stop the hands that did whatever they pleased. Stroking my long hard member but taking me no closer to my orgasm.
Teeth grabbed my ear and a tongue flicked across the pinned flesh. I shivered as she pulled away and blew on the wet lobe, “It’s the Queen Bitch of the Universe. Come to claim you and take you away to the edges of space. Where I rule with an iron fist and leather clad heel.” The figure had a throaty delicious laugh.
We were sucked up into the sky as stars danced all around us until we soared towards a castle of impossible size. A moon sized home with thousands of parapets and flags of a thousand colors showing impossible acts of debauchery on family crests shaped like dildos and pocket pussies. Suddenly I was in a dungeon lit by torches that made the light dance a thousand ways. The ground beneath my feet was unnaturally warm, like flesh made stone. The walls were lined with pleasuring toys, dildos, anal beads, crops, spurs, vibrators, anal plugs, strap ons, rope, leather gimp masks, ball gags, and a thousand more things I didn’t have a name for.
A great X shaped cross stood before me. It had a tied up woman of impossible beauty wearing a gimp mask and ball gag. Her breasts heaved up and down as she came over and over again as a familiar figure fucked her with a large twisting dildo that looked like a tentacle. It moved and writhed in her hand stroking the pinned woman in impossible ways. Sprouting more and more that slid around her body as I watched. The woman screamed into the gag, shuddered and collapsed limply. Unable to take pleasure anymore and fainting.
Veronica turned to me. A mask around her eyes did little to hide her identity as she gazed at me, her next victim for her to sate her desire. She purred deep and longingly, “Oooh little bird you came. I know you’ve used the toys I recommended. I know how hard you came and that you want more. So so much more. You greedy little thing.” Veronica moved next to me draping her arms around my neck as she locked crimson red eyes with me. “You need to be punished.” She raised one hand and snapped.
I was in the cross now. My hands and legs secured and stretched out to their max as Veronica stood before me. I struggled against the restraints vainly as I wanted to be in control like I had with Patty, but I knew Veronica would not allow it unless she wanted it with every thread of her being.
Veronica walked up to me and dragged a nail down my skin sending electric shocks through my body wherever she touched. My need to cum disappeared at that touch as if she snatched it from me. Not allowing me to reach what I wanted most at the time. Her hand wrapped around my manhood. Gripping it like iron as she clamped something around me. I looked down and saw a manacle sitting around my dick glowing with runes.
“Now with this you will never cum unless I tell you to. I can do anything to you for as long as I want and you’ll never get to blow your load. Your balls will ache with the need to release and then you will beg me for it. You will grovel at my feet and if I feel merciful I will allow it.” She kissed my chest and played with my nipples with her tongue. I could feel her pierced tongue flicking expertly to send shivers through my chest. The bar that ran through her tongue rubbed smoothly surrounded by the hot slick feel of her tongue.
She twisted her hand and a leather riding crop appeared in her hands. She moved and started to mercilessly spank me. Every few strikes she would stop and caress me with the soft leather tip. She pounded against my flesh and when I screamed she shoved a ball gag in my mouth and clamped it around my face. Just as the pain was going to be too much and wake me up she stopped. Veronica began stroking it with something so soft it might have been a feather.
It glided down around my cheeks and back like a silk tongue running along my skin. A hand snaked beneath me brushing against my balls before gripping my cock and pumping me like they were going to milk me of every last drop of cum. Veronica’s hand was soft and wet as a pussy as it twisted and stroked my shaft ignoring my most sensitive head. A snap of a finger and everything morphed and I was bent over a bed. My legs spread and tied to the floor and my arms pulled straight above my head exposing me completely.
I felt Veronica’s tongue slide along my tender flesh leaving pleasure behind wherever it touched me. One hand cupped my balls while the other pumped me up and down as if she wanted me to cum in them. Her tongue snaked between my hairless cheeks and brushed against my asshole. She danced around it, sending shivers across my body and tingling the back of my brain before she buried her tongue in my forbidden fruit. I felt it snaking and twirling inside me like it was alive as it grew longer and thicker stirring my guts around like a twisting tentacle plumbing my deepest depths. I was on the edge of my orgasm constantly as she ate my ass and pumped my cock.
I begged for release against the gag in my mouth as it muffled my every word. I fought and struggled and then just as I couldn’t stand not being able to cum anymore there was a snap and I was laying in a soft bed with Veronica straddling me. She sank me inside her as she gyrated her hips back and forth. The slow running of her soft inner flesh sliding around me as she was slick with her juices. As she rode me she fondled herself through her corset. Long thigh high socks of silk slid against my hips as I looked at her garter belt around her upper thighs and smooth hairless pussy lips as they wrapped around me.
“Is that good for you?” She asked.
“Yes,” I croaked, the gag had vanished when we changed positions.
I watched as the corset fell away and her breasts swayed with her movement as she rode me like a horse. She pulled her hair up and seamlessly a gimp mask manifested wrapping slowly around her skin. She was the same woman that was on the cross before me. Again she was gagged. Her arms snaked above her head and as her wrists touched each other manacles appeared binding her and keeping her strapped to the ceiling above her. Her movements became weaker and more constricted as more and more ropes and chains bound her in place. And just as she was wrapped full in one last thing covering every inch of her skin I could hear her scream in ecstasy and the image collapsed. The chains and ropes falling apart leaving nothing behind.
I had spent so long on the edge of my peak that I begged the universe, “Please.”
Then She was kneeling before me. Hair pulled back, heavy breasts waiting for me. Green eyes gazing up at me as she kissed my thighs and balls. Trailing up to my stomach as she paused and pulled back.
“Wendy,” I whispered.
All it would take was a single pump from her hands. I knew it to be true. She wrapped her fingers around my length and pulled back ready to sink her hand to my base and send me exploding across her face and tits. Bathed in my hot cum. “Please,” I begged.
Her hand slid.
And I woke up. My twitching cock was so hard it hurt, aching with every pounding beat of my heart as the dream faded into memory, then into nothing. I got up, walked to the bathroom and finished in just a few weak strokes. It wasn’t the mind shattering orgasm that I had been on the edge of. I wiped up with toilet paper and flushed them away.
“Fuck,” I muttered.