Every night I have dreams. For the last year, a night hasn’t passed without having incredible erotic fantasies while I sleep. It has become such a common occurrence in my life that I started to see a doctor about it. Her name is Dr. Wendy Morton. She is a psychologist who specializes in dream and sexual therapy. Finding the right person was not an easy task. I had to travel over three hours to see her in person. We decide...

In a marketplace where naked, nubile nymphs offered themselves for pleasure, I found my attention captured by a lovely trio: a blonde, a brunette, and a redhead. A sudden urge to lap nectar from their sweet, dripping pussies overwhelmed me; one slut would never be enough. “I’ll take one of each,” I said, being audaciously greedy and delighted when three gorgeous girls perused my body with a similar lust. “One of each?” my...

Eight in the morning hadn't been when they'd planned to get up, but the doorbell was insistent in its ring. Staggering down the stairs, bleary-eyed and only dressed in a silk robe, she answered the door warily, a friend of theirs standing in the rain and soaked through. 'Zoe! What happened to you?' she asked. 'I left my keys at home, and Amanda has gone away for the weekend,' Zoe replied 'I'm locked out of my own house an...

She decides to skip Halloween. I don’t mind. It’s a full moon — more crazies about. Come midnight, she sleeps. I watch her and harden. Her beautiful breasts rise and fall. Rhythmic. Bewitching. She has no idea how much I love her. Her nakedness wickedly arouses me. More so than any sexified, costumed woman roaming about. The faintest moan escapes her lips. Her hips shift. Legs splay. And I’m jealous of her disappearing fi...

I stood in the doorway with the moonlight behind me. You wrapped your arms around my waist, and our tongues entwined. We locked eyes and began undressing each other. I whimpered as you pressed your lips against my ample tits, trying to squeeze more of them into your mouth. While I lay on the bed, you buried your head between my legs and tasted the sweet nectar. Suddenly, my eyes opened. Was it all a dream? I pondered. Whi...

I had been working at my job for a couple of years at my new location. We employ people of all ages, and I had begun to get very close to one of the young girls. Charley was eighteen when I first met her but was twenty now and turning into a gorgeous young woman. She was a short, petite blonde, good-looking and very toned as she was a gym lover. Recently, we had been having a great laugh together, and I found myself becom...

Sleeping on the sunny beach, K’s beautiful body moved slightly with her breath. Her bikini-clad breasts rose with her belly as she inhaled. Anyone walking by would barely notice the subtle movements. Occasionally, a foot twitch or finger curl gave away the fact she was deep into dream-state sleep. Her sun-kissed skin was glistening with a coat of tanning oils and a fine dusting of sand the light wind had deposited on her....

The landline phone by my bed had been ringing for quite a while before I realised it was not in my dream. "Hello!" "Hi!" It was my wife. "Were you asleep?" "What! Well yeh!" I was still groggy. "What time is it?" "It's almost nine." "NINE!" I couldn't believe my wife had rung me at this ungodly hour. "... in the morning?" "Well yes. Of course in the morning. I just got into the office. Have you seen the weather?" "No! I w...

My eyelids flutter, my sheets tangled. Splaying my sticky thighs, I smile, remembering my dream of the barista with the bite-worthy ass. The night before, the Black man from the subway slipped his thick fingers up my skirt, stretching my panties while he fingered me to orgasm. I awakened, cupping my quaking pussy. And last week, I dipped my toe in the lady pond. My breasts overflowed my hands as I recreated the fantasy of...