Darkdreams

Eve opens her eyes. The world around her has an odd unreal quality, and she knows she is sleeping. She finds herself in an unfamiliar bedroom with a mirrored wall. She admires her body. Her breasts are enormous, round, pert, and bouncy. Her waist seems thinner. All of her imperfections are gone. Her makeup looks like it has been professionally done for a porn photo shoot.

For a moment she is taken aback by her eyes. They are fiery red and yellow, with black vertical slits. Still she can see fine and for some reason they seem right, even sexy, here.

A mist forms behind her. A man, a naked man, steps out from it. He is tall, chiseled, and handsome. He places his large, strong hands on her shoulders and massages her. She sneaks a glance downward at his massive erect cock. She wants it. The man smiles knowingly at her, showing movie star white teeth. The massage turns into a guiding push bending her over.

She has never cheated on John, but she desires this man. After wavering, she thinks to herself, this is only a dream.

She spreads her legs. With the invitation, he drives his cock deep into her wet pussy. Eve finds herself on the edge of climax within minutes.

She orgasms. That doesn't stop him. He speeds up, jackhammering his rod into her even harder. She feels herself getting close again. She peeks back just in time to see him grow a spaded tail. For a moment she wonders what he is going to do with it. Then he plunges it into her asshole. Her eyes go wide.

The pleasure becomes even more intense for Eve. The rhythmic back and forth between the cock in her snatch and the tail in her ass. One entering as the other exits. She cums again and again...

Eve's eyes snap open to the buzz of her alarm clock. She hits the off button, the memories of her dream already getting hazy.

She is very horny. She looks at John and considers waking him for a quicky. She nudges him getting no response. She sighs, no quicky. She sits up and heads for the bathroom.

She flicks on the light and realizes she is still in costume from last night. To her surprise it doesn't look slept in. In fact she looks even better today then last night.

She sniffs herself. She smells fresh and ever so slightly of sex. No need to shower, she decides. She pulls out the her hair elastic and shakes out her hair. It falls into a perfect coif. The horns from the costume just disappear into her hair. She poses in front of the mirror. Her newfound perfect feminine form further arouses her. She slips two fingers into her slit and in minutes climaxes again.

She picks up her phone and checks the time. "Shit!" She realizes she is late.

She slides a simple dress over the costume. Nobody will see it, she thinks, besides wearing it to work seems kind of naughty.

John opens his eyes. He is in an unfamiliar bedroom, naked. The walls and ceiling are blood red. In the middle of the room is an enormous bed covered in black satin sheets. From behind him hands grab him.

He turns to see three gorgeous, sexy, women, all naked. One is a blonde. She is petite, making her d-cup breasts seem huge. Her waist is thin, and her ass is firm and round. She stares at John like a hawk watching a mouse.

The black haired one reaches for John's growing cock. She is olive skinned, tall, yet with perfect feminine curves.

The red headed girl playfully sucks a finger. She has even bigger breasts than the blond, a perfect curvy body, and smoldering yellowish brown eyes. She pulls her finger out and smiles. "Are you ready for us John?"

John is dumbfounded. While three girls at once is a fantasy, he is committed to Eve.

While he stands there lost in the situation, the blonde grabs his right arm, the black haired girl his left. Together they haul him into the bed.

The redhead admires his erect schlong. She climbs on the bed and slides her dripping snatch down his pole.

John pushes his dick as deep into her as he can. She begins pushing off with legs, bobbing up and down. John holds out for a while, but finally comes.

"Who are you?" He asks, as he tries to sit up.

"Not yet." Whispers the black haired girl. "It's my turn."

She caresses him back to hard and hops on top of him.

The black haired girl grinds and bobs. After some time he cums.

He barely manages to lift his head and see the blonde. She giggles. "Not yet it's my turn."

John thanks god when the blonde finally finishes. Time for hydration and a bit of rest he thinks. With all his strength he sits up.

The red head pushes him back down. "Not yet. It's my turn." She purrs.

As the red head mounts him, for the briefest part of a second, John thinks he sees a spaded tail.

The red head bobs up and down, fucking him, despite him no longer being able to move.

He cums again, hoping he is done, only to find another one of them on top of him.

The blonde smiles at him as she finishes again. John swears her eyes are black vertical slits sitting in fiery pupils.

His alarm goes off. John wakes up stifling a scream and clutching his mattress like a bird of prey. His face is as white as the sheets. He rolls out of bed, memories of the dream already fading.

He feels ill, but manages to stagger into the shower. Despite feeling exhausted he dresses and drags himself to work.

Two hours and three cups of coffee later he texts Eve.

How goes your day?