Dream or Nightmare?

Here I am, sprawled on a plush bed, shrouded in this mysterious darkness. Can't figure out how I got here or even where here is. I barely register the sensation of a woman's body on me, the intoxicating warmth of her breath caressing my bare chest. I'm naked as the day I was born, and so is she. It's so fucking dark I need to squint to see her, but then it hits me - it's Gabriella, my two-timing ex. Rage should be coursing through me at her audacity to be lying down on me like this after cheating on me, but instead, I feel this unexpected surge of power, a newfound confidence filling my veins. Feels like I've seized the throne of the world for some unknown reason.

I look down at her and catch her submissive gaze. She trails kisses up my chest and neck, her mouth closing in on my face. But I'm no submissive. With a firm grasp, I pull her hair, yanking her into an intense, anger-fueled kiss. I sink my teeth into her lip, marking her with vengeance. My hands explore the contours of her body, the softness, the curves, every damn inch of her exposed flesh. It's sending blood rushing to my cock, my arousal growing with every passing second. Her hips start grinding against me, the wet heat of her pussy on my skin, and I let out a moan, a vocal appreciation of the pleasure she's giving me.

In the heat of the moment, I push her down by her hair, directing her to where I need her most. She obliges, nipping and kissing her way down my body until she's eye-level with my throbbing cock. Her breath, warm and inviting, grazes me, causing my cock to jerk in response. A satisfied gasp slips from my lips as her mouth envelops my shaft. She starts slowly, but I do not have the patience or the ability to resist even for a second. So I grab her head with both my hands and start fucking her face hard. I am feeling very aggressive and reckless at the moment.

Perhaps it's because the lips wrapped around my cock belong to the woman who cheated on me and broke my heart. The very thought makes me close my eyes and start to fuck her face even harder with all the energy I can muster. All I can hear are the wet slurping sounds and the 'gawk-gawk-gawk' noise she's making every time my cock hits the back of her throat. But just as I open my eyes to look into hers, I stop in disbelief - it's not Gabriella that I am **** on my cock, but Jessica, my best friend since kindergarten. Confusion should be taking over; I shouldn't be subjecting Jessica to this. But all my body cares about is the heavenly feeling of her lips around me.

Her mouth feels sinfully perfect, warm and wrapping around me in a way that drives me crazy. She's moaning, sending vibrations down my cock, deepthroating me like a pro. Each swirl of her tongue sends tingles of pleasure up my spine, and I'm teetering on the brink. But I manage to pull out just in time, hauling her back up for a fervent kiss. Tongues dance, saliva mixes, as I passionately make out with my bestie. But it takes a few moments for my mind to register that the woman I'm tasting isn't Jessica anymore. It's Miki, my shy, studious Japanese classmate.

That should have been enough to stop me in my tracks. Gabriella is my ex-girlfriend that I have fucked countless number of times. And I've had a secret crush on Jessica for years now. It is understandable to want to do all this with them. But I've never seen Miki in that light before. Then why am I just continuing with no qualms? I just keep going, hands fumbling to unhook her bra, mouth eager to taste the peaks of her breasts. I take her hardened nipple into my mouth and suck on it aggressively like a hungry baby longing for her mother's milk. But as I switch from one nipple to the other, I feel like something's different. Her skin looks paler and her breasts are considerably bigger, I look up and notice that it's Polina's nipples that I've been devouring with my mouth.

Before the shock barely registers in my mind, my body automatically gets back to work. I move back to suck on her other nipple. I let my lips trail down her body, a torturous path that leads me straight to the heat between her thighs. Her scent, intoxicating and womanly, fills my nostrils before my tongue delves into her. The taste of her, so goddamn sweet, drives me wild, and I can't help but drink her in. When I glance up, my world seems to have shifted again. It's not Polina's pussy I've been feasting on, but Miriam's, Ethan's innocent little sister.

The realization is like a punch in the gut. She is my close friend's little sister. "What am I doing?" my mind asks. But there's something primal within me that urges me to continue. My tongue laps at her clit while my fingers plunge into her tight heat. I'm pushing her higher, my motions getting more aggressive, until she climaxes, her sweet juices flooding my mouth. I should be mortified for lapping at my friend's little sister behind his back like this, but all I feel is satisfaction. But before I can analyze the feelings, the taste changes again, and when I look up, it's Danny that's staring back at me.

She's a silent tomboy that I've not spoken to more than a couple of times or known much about. She's practically a stranger. Yet, here I am, continuing my debauchery by leaving a trail of kisses up her lean body, making my way back to her lips. My hands continue to explore her shape and features while my body automatically positions my rock-hard erection to enter her warm tunnel. I find her lips and resume making out with the girl just as I'm about to push in, but yet another realization hits me as her lips feel bigger, her body feels more curvy, and the warm vagina I'm entering feels less tight and more mature. I pull my head back to investigate what shock I'm in for this time, and the person I see staring back into my eyes with lust is the biggest shock so far. It's Ms. Friedman, my math professor.

The revelation slowly fades, giving way to an intense surge of lust at the taboo nature of our relationship. I push my cock as deep as I can inside her warmth, embracing this opportunity of a lifetime to be inside this stunning woman. Her mature aura beneath me just fuels my desire further, my cock aching to thrust deeper and deeper inside my math professor. Her head falls back, surrendering to the pleasure, but my hand grabs her hair, pulling her into a fervent kiss, penetrating her orally with my tongue while assaulting her pussy with my manhood. But as my climax builds, I become acutely aware that it's not Ms. Friedman's warmth that's engulfing me anymore as this pussy feels tighter and tighter with every passing second. I can feel that I'm fucking someone else now. I can feel the difference every time things change. I pull my head back while still inside this new unknown girl to see what new surprise is in store for me: It's Leia, Ethan's girl.

Leia is.. She's off-limits. She's my buddy's girl. I would never do something that could hurt Ethan, who's practically my brother. Not willingly. No way. But.. but her eyes are pulling me in. Her warmth is so comforting. And her desire is matching mine. The pleasure's too strong, blinding me as my resistance fades and I lose myself in Leia. I continue fucking her cunt with deep thrusts in the missionary position for who knows how long. But as I near my long-awaited orgasm again, I pull out. I turn her over, positioning her on her hands and knees on all fours and thrust back into her pleasure haven. I fuck her like this in doggy style while pulling her hair back with one hand and hugging her hips possessively against me with the other. Right at the brink of releasing possibly the biggest load of my lifetime, I discern that Leia is no longer Leia.

And to my absolute fucking trauma that is going to haunt me for the rest of my life, I realize that it's none other than my own mother that I am inside. My mind screams at me with all of its IQ to pull out the very nanosecond I realize it. But my body is not under my control at all. It has been functioning on its own for some time now. And the shockwave is too late to stop my impending orgasm. I can't believe I'm inside my mom, thrusting so deep into the very hole I came out of. My orgasm hits me like a ton of bricks, wave after wave of pleasure wracking my body as I fill her snatch with my cum.

'Her own son filling her womb with stream after stream of cum. Is she even aware that it is me that is abusing her and that it is my seed that's filling her from behind?'. Before I can delve down that line of thoughts, my body finally seems to have found the satisfaction it craved as I pull out of her depths.

The traumatic afterglow barely lasts a second before I become aware of her turning back and staring into my eyes and directly into my soul. Her expression gradually morphs from one of lust, love and adoration to a look of pure shock, disgust and disappointment. Disappointment in me. Disappointment in my existence.

'I am a disappointment.' I say out loud and it echoes back all around the room.

The echoes keep repeating the words 'I am a disappointment. I am a disappointment. I am a disappo-"

Then, right in that very moment, everything goes black.