A strange Dream

Lara opened her eyes and stretched. The night had been incredibly long and exhausting. She could feel every single muscle in her body, especially her legs were pretty worn out. Grinning, she sat up and stretched herself in her gigantic bed. Her large breasts reacted to the gentle breeze blowing in through the window and made her shiver with relish. She flipped the sheet aside and stood up. Slowly and gracefully she walked through the room to her wardrobe. A wide, silk trousers in a beautiful turquoise blue and a matching belly top. She turned elegantly and high-spiritedly in front of the huge golden mirror and put on a golden necklace and matching golden bracelets. As the daughter of the Sultan she had grown up with the most beautiful things and even though she was, as her father always said, a game chaser, she loved to make herself beautiful.

Today a new candidate for her hand was to come to the city and her father, the Sultan, was already more than ****. Lara was now in her prime, looked incredibly good and was adored for her beauty beyond the borders of the empire. But she had already rejected hundreds of recruiters because they were all too stuffy or too stupid for her. However, her father was slowly reaching an age where it was necessary to think about what would happen after his ****.

Finally, Lara heard a clearing behind her and turned around. There stood her father's grand vizier and the man she had known the longest. As usual he wore his wide robe and the matching black cape. The turban was adorned with some beautiful gems appropriate to his rank and in his right hand he carried his snake staff as usual, without which Lara had never seen him before.

"A beautiful good morning, Princess." He smiled friendly and Lara could not understand why some of her subordinates found him scary.

"I wish you the same. What brings you to me at this early hour? Does my father send you to see if I am still here?" she laughed amused and the Grand Vizier also smiled as he walked towards the big balcony. Lara followed him in a good mood and together they looked at the huge city at her feet. Her father's palace was ancient, and the city had slowly built up around it.

"Your father only wishes that you become happy princess. Therefore, he may seem strict from time to time, but you are the only heiress and according to the law..."

"According to the law, only one man may sit on the throne, yes I know my old friend. And that is why I need a husband." Lara sighed softly and felt the Grand Vizier smile at her and hesitate, but then put his hand on her shoulder.

"I hope you will forgive your most devoted servant for this insolence, but I think you will very soon have a husband whom you will love and to whom you will give heirs," he said calmly and saw Lara leaning on the balustrade. She revealed her hot ass, which was wonderfully accentuated by the fine silk.

"You know, I met someone tonight. The guard called the man a street rat!" she said quietly and looked at her grand vizier and smiled as she saw his gaze resting on her bottom. She knew she was a good-looking woman and did not blame him. He was at least decent enough to clear his throat and look at her.

" What do you mean you met him?" he asked a little irritated and she turned around laughing and leaned her back against the balustrade.

"Not what you think!" she laughed in a good mood. "His name was Aladdin. A beautiful name, isn't it? Tell me... do you believe that there can be real love between man and woman? That they are meant for each other?" she asked hopefully, and her grand vizier smiled thoughtfully and stroked his beard. He shifted his left arm so that his snake staff came closer to Lara's face. Lara smiled and granted her Grand Vizier all the time. He was wise and very experienced in many things. But more importantly, he was always loyal and would certainly not stab her in the back. Never had he passed things that had been said in private to her father.

"Let me think for a moment, your highness," he smiled and turned the baton directly into Lara's face. Both eyes of the snake lit up and Lara's pupils widened under the power of the hypnotic staff. It wasn't long before she stood there completely spellbound and the Grand Vizier smiled.

"Highness. You did not meet anyone tonight. You were good in your bed all night."

"Yes... I was in my bed all night!" nodded the princess and smiled.

"And you have never met a man named Aladdin Just forget about him again."

"Who should I forget?" Lara asked confusedly, and the vizier smiled contentedly and bowed deeply.

"Your Highness. It's about time. The Sultan awaits you."

"Of course, Grand Vizier!" she smiled and looked at the city once more. It was almost as if she had forgotten something there, but then she followed her advisor to her father.

Lara woke up sweating. She breathed heavily and grabbed her forehead. Cold sweat was clearly noticeable. Strangely enough, she kneeled broad-legged at the end of the bed and had slumped backwards. She clearly felt that she must have had a wet dream because it was impossible to deny how horny she was. Her hand moved between her legs where to her astonishment she didn't feel any panties but directly at her wet and highly sensitive pussy. She moaned immediately with relish and encircled her clit for a short time. But now that she was awake, her skepticism had also awakened. She had already had wet dreams, but never such a violent one in which she should have taken off her panties. With difficulty she pulled herself up and grabbed her coat again. She closed it and felt her legs want to give way.

Whatever had happened during the night, it had really wrecked her. The first glance from her went straight to the golden box. To her satisfaction she was still lying well locked on her desk and the jewel lay on the bed. Apparently, it had fallen and fallen onto the bed. If another treasure hunter had been here, it was the stupidest one she had ever seen. She reached into her little cupboard and pulled out one of her pistols. Half-naked and still wobbly on her legs she walked slowly and as quietly as possible to the door. Always holding the gun in front of her chest she knelt and checked her traps. All were still completely intact. No one had come in through the door. A little safer on her feet Lara searched one room after another and finally even the windows.

"Strange!" she said to herself as she put the gun on a table. The last thing she checked was the security system Bryce had set up. But even these had not been triggered. Everything seemed to indicate that nothing had happened, except that she had probably had a violent fit of horniness.

But why the hell had she dreamt of a life as a princess and a grand vizier? Thoughtfully, she stood in front of the box and went on all the adventures that had brought her into contact with the supernatural. Lara was one of those adventurers who knew that there was more to life than just modern science. Many things could not be explained with it. Maybe it was worthwhile to take a closer look at this dream. Maybe she was close to a clue and the dream was a sign!

But that would have to wait until after the bath.