by Carl East
I decided to change the scene, wanting more scope for my imagination, so in the blink of an eye, we were in a library. He was looking for the books on a certain shelf, while I climbed a ladder that was next to him, reaching for a higher shelf, but not in the least bit interested in books. I still wore the same clothes, and caught him looking up; I heard his book fall to the floor. I squealed softly, getting a response from him.
”Are you alright?” he said.
”I’ve climbed up here, but am afraid of coming down,” I lied.
”Here, let me help,” he said, reaching for my butt.
I backed down slowly, knowing full well that he could see my pussy, and then I felt his warm hands gently touch the cheeks on either side. It was, the slowest descent in history, as his hands pushed my skirt up slightly. By the time my ass was near his face, he was mesmerized. Then I felt his tongue on my pussy; I grabbed the ladder, allowing him to pleasure me.
He started unzipping the skirt and allowing it to fall to the floor, and then using both hands he gently pulled my pussy lips apart, and started to lick and suck in earnest. My grip on the ladder was very tight, as he found my clitoris with his tongue, pushing it back and forth, sending delightful little shivers through my body. Then he inserted a finger at the same time, making me squeal once more, only this time with pleasure. I started to cum, concentrating on not waking up and spoiling the event. With my orgasm producing the love juices that were now being lapped up by my dream partner.
He stopped there, helping me all the way down, and then started to kiss me, while placing his hand up my top. I couldn’t wait I allowed the top to disappear, revealing a large bust, which he started to fondle, whilst still kissing me as he unzipped his trousers. I put my hands down to help him off with his pants, and then got down onto my knees to take his cock into my mouth. He moaned out loud, which told me that he was enjoying this, I was taking it all down my throat, which in real life I couldn’t do. I think I was a little too good, for he started to cum, making me swallow before I was ready, but I managed to take it all.
Then he picked me up, and asked me to stand on the first rung of the ladder, which I did. He then guided his cock into my wet pussy, and started to pound away, I was thrusting my butt out, feeling every single inch that passed my lips. He had a nice size cock, with a big bell end, that you could really feel whenever he came out. He really started to go fast at that point, making me once again grip the ladder really tightly. My orgasms were coming back to back by now, and I thought this man had some staying power. In fact by the time he did cum, I’d lost count of how many times I had. I could feel his juices running out of me as he pulled his cock out, and thought he came a little too much. Then I remembered that some people could affect their own dreams, if they truly believed they were capable of something in real life.
I got off the ladder, my hands tingling from the grip I’d maintained through out. I turned around, and jumped onto him, placing my hands around his neck and guiding his cock back in. I then gave him the strength to hold me in this position, leaving him feeling like he was doing all the work. His cock remained hard, as he picked me up and put me down, sliding his cock in and out with each movement. I kissed him, forcing my tongue into his mouth, he reciprocated, and our tongues intertwined. His treatment of my pussy never slowed down, as this extremely nice position was being held. I even managed to go up and down myself, getting the fullest penetration possible. I was coming all too soon, but knew that his imagination would carry me through to several more orgasms, before this encounter was over. I was right he made me cum numerous times before coming himself. When I felt him coming, I got off and placed it inside my mouth, wanting him to enjoy his last ejaculation before he woke up. Once again his cum was on the large side, as he filled my mouth, and then took it out to cum on my face. I then decided to wake up, knowing that as soon as my influence was gone he would wake up with wet sheets.
I woke up on my own bed, my pussy still feeling damp to the touch and looked over to see Paul was still asleep, and decided not to bother him, just in case he was still in his dream. I started to close my eyes wondering how the Dream Reaper rated my dream.
Chapter 7
We all stood outside the Dream Reapers home, talking about the contest. Abby was telling me all about her dream. I was just about to tell her mine, when the Reaper appeared at his front door.
”I have now picked the top ten dreamers, for last night’s little contest,” he said, pinning the results to his door.
We all crowded around, looking for our names on the sheet of paper, wondering if we’d made it into the top ten.
We heard someone calling out the ten winners, and both Abby and I had made it through to the second round.
”The ten finalists have the rest of the day in which to dream, I will choose the best three in the morning,” said the Dream Reaper, before going back into his home.
Being quite pleased with ourselves, we walked home discussing our plans for the nights little adventure. Once again we decided to go our own ways, and spent the rest of the day talking and thinking about what we would do. Once we started to feel tired, we retired to bed, wishing each other good luck.
I’d decided on whom to visit long before I fell asleep, there was a certain young lady who lived a block or two away from my old apartment. She was in her final year at college, and used to tease all the guys that I knew. Of course, first I had to check if she was sleeping, and once I found she was, I entered her dream. I found my self in a classroom, and she was sitting near the front, with her long legs and short skirt clearly visible.
’Why, should she be dreaming of this scene?’ I thought, as I watched her positioning her legs in such a way, that the teacher should be getting quite a view. Then looking into her eyes I realized she had a crush on him, this gave me an idea. I was suddenly the teacher. Being able to control any part of the dream, this was easy. I also created the sound of the school bell, which signaled the end of the lesson.
Her dream included her schoolmates, so I had to clear the room somehow, and although I could just imagine them away, it felt more realistic this way. As they all started to get their things together, I asked that Mary stay behind. Once everyone else had left, I asked her to tell me where she bought her skirt.
”Oh, do you like it?” she said, pulling the hem up slightly to make me feel the material.
I touched the cloth, and then placed it down, deliberately touching her thigh very gently.
”Yes, it’s a nice skirt,” I said, playing into her dream, “but I like your panties much more.”
She lifted her skirt again, showing me her white panties.
”Would you like to touch them?” she said, clearly loving this attention.
I reached down, rubbing my hand over them, just above her womanhood; she sighed, pushing her hips forward slightly. Then she ran her hand over the front of my trousers, pretending to feel the material as her fingers brushed my now hardened cock.
”Your trousers are nice as well,” she said, keeping her hand there, longer than she need too.
By now these games were getting me hot, so I decided to take it to the next stage.
”Sit on my desk, I want to check your panties out,” I said, cutting to the chase.
This seemed to fit in her dream, for she jumped up onto the desk smiling. I opened her legs slightly, and then I pulled her skirt up revealing her panties once more. I could just see a wet patch, which told me she was enjoying this dream. I placed a hand on the hem of the material, running my fingers along until I touched her pussy with the back of my hand. Her legs seemed to open a little further, and as yet I hadn’t felt any pubic hairs. I decided to go for gold, and in one swift movement I removed them. She sat there with her legs opened, and revealing a shaved pussy. I touched her inner lips with one finger, eliciting a gasp from her mouth, and then I pushed a finger into her sweet pussy, making her put her arms back on the desk and thrusting her hips forward.
”Take your
top off,” I said, going deeper with my finger.
She sat up. Unfastening the buttons on her blouse, she then discarded it. Her bra barely holding the breasts that heaved below, she then unclipped it from the front, making each side suddenly spring open, freeing her bust. She had gorgeous breasts, which jiggled about as she got her hands back behind her. I then leaned forward, and started to lick her pussy.
Her legs were now as wide as she could get them, and her hips were moving up and down slightly in an effort to meet my tongue. The sight of this little minx, sitting totally naked on the desk, was enough to make any man hard, but my boner was begging to be released. I stood up, and started to undo my trousers, she watched as they fell to the floor, revealing my large cock. I had forgone the inclusion of underwear, as my cock was bursting to get into her tight little pussy.
Holding her legs, and pulling her to the edge of the desk, I placed my cock at the entrance to my goal. She felt the hardness touch the outer wall and licked her lips in anticipation of my entry. I pushed; feeling the give as my cock started to slide in, her back arched as my cock traveled all the way. Then I started to rock back and forth slowly, making her start to moan out loud.
”Oh, fuck me hard, please,” she begged.
I started to go faster, my cock going as far as it could in this position.
”Ah...yes...faster?” she muttered.
I pulled her legs up a bit more, and thrust in and out as fast as I could her screams of more, filling the room. I could feel her juices, as if this was really happening, the belief of the event sometimes feeling more intense than the real thing.
”I’m coming, oh...yes...don’t stop,” she shouted.
I had no intention of doing so, as her climax reached its peek. I then reached for her left breast, and started to pinch her nipple, her first orgasm making her nipples erect. Then grabbing her hands I pulled her off the desk, and turned her around, she knew exactly what I wanted. After spreading her legs, she leaned over the desk.
”Fuck me again,” she said, with urgency in her voice.
I re-entered her pussy, and started to pound away yet again, her breasts drooping slightly as they rocked back and forth. This had always been my favorite position, mainly because you could get more penetration, but partly because you could see the nice rounded ass in front of you. I opened her cheeks with both hands, in an effort to get that little bit deeper, and her screams of pleasure started up again.
”Oh, yes, you’re so big,” she said, gripping the other side of the desk.
I looked down to watch, as my cock kept disappearing into her pussy, the feel of her tight cunt whenever I entered getting me worked up. Then I could feel the imminent sign of ejaculation, as my cock started to throb. Having practiced at not waking, whenever I came, I was ready as the first stream of cum shot out the end. She must have felt it, for she turned around, getting down on her knees to take the second load in her mouth. It hit the back of her throat as she engulfed my length, then a third load came making me almost lose concentration. My seed started to seep out the corners of her mouth, as she tried to swallow as much as she could. I stopped coming after the forth time, not wanting to spoil it, cum was running down her chin, as she continued to suck my cock dry.
I picked her up running fingers over her chin, in order to clean her up a bit. She suddenly grabbed hold of my hand and sucked my fingers dry. I decided to leave the dream at that point, knowing that she would wake up, just as I would with a damp patch between our legs.
I cleaned myself up, and then decided to just sleep, as Abby was still in her dream-link, I once again wondered how the Dream Reaper rated my dream.
Chapter 8
I was very excited, when I learnt that both Paul and I had gotten through to the top ten finalists. We were trying to get three people from our own village to go on, to challenge our neighboring village, for the right to govern them both. As this involved dream linking with unsuspecting people, the Dream Reaper, who then had the task of picking the best, had monitored us. He would also be choosing the three finalists, from tonight’s fun and games.
Paul had given me a couple of ideas, one of which I thought sounded like fun, so after talking about it, for the best part of the day, we retired to bed. Once asleep, I returned to Paul’s home world, and located someone who I would like to interact with. I found someone very easily, and entered his dream. He was dreaming of winning a race, so I changed it into a gym scene, Paul had told me it would be a good place to go. Having never heard of a gym, I first had to make the subject, think of one, and then we were in. He found himself lifting weights with me watching. I was wearing my usual short skirt, really short, and a tight top, urging him to lift more. I wasn’t wearing any panties, so when I stood slightly behind his head, he could see everything. I told him he was very strong, as he stared upward not paying attention to the weights in the slightest.
Then I strolled over to where there were two rings attached to two ropes, being small built I couldn’t quite reach them.
”Can you help me reach these rings?” I said, pointing up.
He placed the weights back down, and after standing up he came over, he grabbed my waist from behind and lifted me up. I gripped the rings, my butt hanging at just his head height, I then planted a suggestion into his mind; he placed both hands between my thighs from around the front and opened my legs. He then started to lick and suck my pussy, making me grip the rings harder. My legs were over his shoulders at this point, so he wouldn’t have needed to exert much effort in the real world for this, as they were taking most of my weight. He licked furiously, as I continued to hold onto the rings, my juices starting to flow onto his tongue. He kept pushing my clitoris in, swiping it with the tip of his tongue. This was driving me crazy; I could feel my climax already starting to build. Then I spotted a piece of equipment that looked ideal for sex, it looked like a ladder, but a very wide one, and it was sticking out from the wall.
Changing the scene, I stood with my legs open gripping hold of these bars, but bending down slightly. He got the message and guided his cock to the entrance, I started to be pushed forward and then he was in me, making me gasp at the suddenness of it. Then slowly at first, he started to rhythmically slide it in and out, picking up speed. Before long his body was pushing me forward with each new thrust. My first orgasm started to build and he was going at it like an animal, which made me wonder if he got any, in the real world.
When I started to cum, he seemed to go faster, as if he was also about to let go, and sure enough he came. He pumped it into me, but continued to thrust his cock in and out. I came again feeling the juices running down my leg.
Then he stopped, and picked me up across his arms, and carried me to another piece of equipment. This time it was a large flat sheet which was held up with springs, I read the words on the side, ‘trampoline.’ He placed me on top, and then climbed on himself, after which, he lay on top and re-entered me. At first I couldn’t see the attraction for this piece of equipment, until he started to speed up. Suddenly he got into a rhythm that had me bouncing down, while he stayed up, leaving his cock to greet my pussy whenever I came back up again. His arms were doing most of the work, making the trampoline move up and down. As the motion got quicker I really started to like the sensations it was giving me, and already I felt like I was going to cum again. Only this time he beat me to it, coming inside me, I felt the first burst, as he was on the downward thrust at the time. Then I started to climax, my juices intermingling with his, making me feel very wet.
He pulled out after that, rolling off as the springing motion starting to subside, I turned over and started to suck his cock. He was soon hard again, though in real life I doubted he could have done it so quickly. I’d learnt while dream linking that some people believed they could accomplish things, which in the real world they could not. This tended to transfer itself into the Dream State, which worked out pretty well most of the time.
