A Carnal Night, a Demonic Dream

You bit your lip and hummed in delight. Half stretching, half caressing your flesh, you slid your hands up your body, and stripped your shirt from your body. Your boxers soon followed. You stretched out on your bed, practically buzzing with delight as the sheets and comforter caressed your body. You hugged a pillow and stretched and curled in an almost feline indulgence. Then began to rut mindlessly.

You thrust and rubbed, and stretched, pressing your ever engorging dick against the mattress and covering your sheets in your pre. Your hands were preoccupied with caressing your newly invigorated body, but even if they weren't, you don't think you'd have wanted to play with your dick directly. Something about that seemed wrong. Instead you wanted to tease, and press, and play, and thrust. But not to just mindlessly jack off. One hand began to rub your chest, and tease your nipple, while the other stretched over your head.

Almost without warning, you came into your comforter, covering it in your pearly cum, but you found yourself unconcerned as the lighting wash of pleasure rippled through you. You weren't done. And surprisingly, you didn't even go soft. You were ready to keep going, and so you did. One finger slathered in your cum came to your mouth in an act that still surprised you through your strange psychological fever, but it didn't slow you down. Salty. Gunky. Fuck, it wasn't that bad. You pressed your groin into the sheets and came again. You groaned, but again, you didn't go soft. Instead you kept rutting, and stretching, and purring and moaning. All the while you were sliding your legs across each other. Smooth. Delicate. Delightful.

Sleep came hours later... and with it a dream.

In your dream, you were still writhing about wantonly in your bed of lust. The musky air became stronger, more pungent, more carnal, and in the dark something slick and oily grabbed your hands. It coiled around tightly like a slick roap, and pulled your hands above your head. You continued to rut, but to your distress another **** flipped you onto your back, where your dick protruded uselessly into the air. You groaned in protest as your back arched, seeking desperately for some sensual touch, some resistance to your inflamed cock. One leg stuck out as you pulled against your hidden captor, but another rope grabbed your outstretched leg. Then another tickled your chest. You shouted out startled, but your eyes never opened in your strange dream.

You could feel one rope hard, tough, phallus shaped probing at your rear, you clenched in anticipation, but it only teased your hole, wetting it with some something slick and sticky. Another did the real work as it curled around your cock. It slid up and down your shaft, and immediately you spurted your cum, but just like before this didn't cause you to go soft. Unfortunately, the strange appendage didn't let up, instead stroking you, squeezing you, compelling you to spill your seed all over yourself. At last the member probing your rear plunged past your unguarded forgotten rear hole. It pressed against something deep inside you as the front tentacle wrapped around your balls, and squeezed. Fire erupted deep in your belly and you cried out. You came. a rope of white spunk shot into the air, but even then, you continued to spill fluids from your cock. The pain in your balls was great, but not so great as the pleasure it gave you as the tentacle continued to caress your balls more firmly until it was pressing deeply against your groin then into your groin.

You pressed against the member, willing it deeper. Willing it to fill you. A sudden need for something hot and warm filled you, but the desire was unfamiliar, and just as you were about to transcend to even greater heights, the touch of the dream beast relented, it pulled away suddenly, as if it had never touched you. Dreamless dark returned to you. And despite the fighting of your will to return to those orgasmic peaks, sleep returned your mind to unconsciousness.

(This is just one of about 3 branches I'm envisioning. This entire stocking branch is really intended to explore gender swap stuff and androgyny.)