Anna’s Dream Climax

Anna’s pussy pressed slick against Alex’s lap, her green eyes blazing with the raw, kinky passion of her dream’s confession. Her voice dripped with sultry heat as she launched into its climax. “You take them, Alex,” she gasped, her breath hot against his ear. Her nails dug into his shoulders, and a sharp moan escaped her throat. Her body quivered with desire. “On the couch, right in front of me, you start with Bella. Her silver dress is gone. She’s naked, legs splayed wide, pussy glistening, tight as hell. You slide into her, deep and slow. Her pussy clamps your cock like a wet silk trap. She moans like a filthy slut. Her full breasts bounce, nipples hard. Her hands claw your chest. She rides you in cowgirl, hips slamming down. Her pussy squirts in a hot, messy gush, soaking your lap. You groan as her tight cunt milks you.”

Alex’s cock ached, the dream a vivid explosion of depravity. His hands gripped Anna’s full breasts, squeezing hard. His thumbs flicked her stiff nipples, drawing a sharp, needy moan as her pussy ground faster against him. Her words sparked a blaze in his core. “Fuck, Anna,” he rasped, his voice thick with lust. He locked eyes with her, feeling her arousal radiate. “Bella?” She nodded and moaned, grinding harder. Her pussy gushed, coating his lap. “Her pussy is so tight, Alex. It clenches your cock.” Her voice dripped with heat. “She moans playfully, teasing you to lose control. Her hips slam down, and her breasts bounce wildly. She cums again, squirting and soaking you. Her nails rake your shoulders, leaving red streaks. You get harder.”

His cock throbbed, precum leaking. The dream was a depraved frenzy. He yanked Anna closer. Her pussy ground with urgency, her moan raw and ****. The fantasy overwhelmed him. “Then what?” he groaned. His voice was rough, eyes wide, heart pounding. “Chloe’s next,” Anna moaned. She ground faster, her pussy sliding along his cock, coating him in slick arousal. “Her red dress is gone. She’s naked, pussy dripping, tight and bold. You take her doggy, ass high. Her pussy clenches as you ram in. She moans, ‘Harder, Alex,’ like a dirty challenge. She cums quick, her pussy pulsing. It soaks your balls. Her boldness drives you wild. You fuck her deeper, harder. Her hands claw the couch. She screams your name. Her ass bounces, and her pussy gushes like a fountain.”

Alex’s hands roamed, squeezing Anna’s ass, pulling her closer. Her pussy ground, her moan sharp. The details burned vivid. “And Dana?” he rasped. His voice strained, cock ached, eyes burned. “Dana’s last,” Anna gasped. Her voice was sultry, pussy gushed. “Leather dress gone, naked, pussy tight, gripping. You take her missionary, legs over shoulders. Her pussy is so tight, clenching. She moans, ‘Fuck me,’ fierce. Her nails rake your back. She cums, pussy squirting, challenging you with every thrust. It’s so hot. Her intensity burns. Her moans are loud. She soaks you, nails scratching, demanding every inch.”

His cock throbbed, dream a kinky masterpiece. He yanked Anna closer. Her pussy ground, moan ****. “You watched all that?” he rasped. His fingers dug into her flesh. Her breasts bounced. Her words seared. “Yes,” Anna hissed. Her voice was sultry. She ground relentlessly, pussy soaking him. “I’m on the other couch, watching. My fingers are deep in my pussy, rubbing my clit. I cum, squirting, loving how their pussies grip you, how your cock stays hard, how I let it happen. Bella’s playful, her pussy squirts. She cums. Chloe’s bold, her pussy pulses. She cums. Dana’s fierce, tight. She cums. It’s all for you, in front of me. I cum a fourth time, a fifth, pussy gushing. My fingers fuck my cunt. My clit’s raw. I moan, ‘Fuck them, Alex.’ I love how you take them, how I let it happen.”

Her breath grew ragged. Her pussy pulsed. Her eyes gleamed. “Bella rides you, pussy tight. She clenches, moans, ‘More.’ She cums, squirts, tits bounce, playful. Chloe’s doggy, pussy bold. She slams back, moans, ‘Harder.’ She cums, pulses, soaks, daring. Dana’s missionary, pussy tight. She grips, moans, ‘Harder.’ She cums, squirts, fierce. I cum a sixth time, seventh. My pussy squirts. Fingers plunge deep. Clit throbs. I love it, want you to finish, cum, but not in them. I crawl to you, pussy dripping. I say, ‘Cum on my face, baby, give it to me.’ You pull out. Bella, Chloe, Dana watch, pussies leaking. You cum, hot, thick, spraying my face, coating me, dripping. My pussy cums, squirts. Orgasm rips through me, intense. I love feeling you, in front of them.”

She leaned back, pussy still grinding. Her eyes searched his. Her voice softened. “I knew then, Alex,” she whispered, breath shaky. “It’s my fetish. I’m a cuckqueen. I get off watching you fuck other women, pleasing them, in front of me, knowing you’re mine but having them. It’s kinky. I love it.” The confession hit like a thunderbolt. His jaw tightened. Shock surged through him. His mind reeled, stunned, unable to process her words, the dream, her fetish. Tension gripped the air, her revelation raw and electrifying.