From Dream to Reality

"Oh, Steve," you said in the dream, as he lay there beside you, having fucked you good. And then, you felt yourself waking up, surrounded by the other girls, who were all suddenly staring at you.

"Did you just say, 'Oh, Steve'?" Liz asked you.

"Oh, I... um...,' you said, feeling incredibly embarrassed suddenly and not sure how to respond after this weird transition from dream to reality. Had you really said that out loud?

"Were you having a dream about Steve?" Alicia asked.

"Um, yeah," you admitted, as your cheeks turned red.

"A sex dream?" Liz asked, grinning.

"Maybe," you told her, not quite willing to admit all of what had happened in the dream. And talking even this much about it just made you hornier and more frustrated. Even though Steve had fucked you in the dream, he didn't make you cum because you couldn't cum without an actual dick inside you thanks to the Breeder Pill. So, you were still incredibly horny, on the verge of an orgasm that you could not achieve.

"Should we call him? Get him to come over?" Sam asked. "He could do it for real, you know."

The thought of them calling Steve just so he could fuck you was so stimulating, both arousing and embarrassing, simultaneously the most arousing and disgusting thing you could imagine, something you both craved and also feared, you couldn't help reaching one hand between your legs. "Mmm," you moaned, but still aware of the terrible danger involved if even one drop of his semen should spill into your pussy, you added, "No, let's not do that."

Eventually, the other girls got tired of teasing you. Everyone got dressed and had breakfast (made by Brad), after which it was time for the next activity of the slumber party.