Strange dreams, stranger awakenings

You find yourself in a cavernous hall of polished black stone lit only by braziers of red flame that spill dark smoke on the floor to swirl around your legs. At the far end of the hall you see a man, or at least something that looks like a man, seated on a throne of jagged rock and twisted metal, his face hidden in deep shadow, untouched by the light of the fires. Before him, with their backs to you are three naked women. One with brown hair, one with blonde and one with red. You're aware of the man saying something but all you hear is a low rumbling, like a distant rockfall. Instantly the three girls drop to their knees. With one large hand the man beckons the girls to come towards him. Two of them remain still, unwilling or unable to obey, while the girl with the brown hair begins to crawl forwards on her hands and knees. As she nears the man a chain forms around her neck, as if coalesced from the smoke itself, the other end attached to the throne. She positions herself between his spread legs as a column of smoke whirls over his crotch. When it dissipates it reveals a giant member, thicker than the brown haired girls neck and almost as long as her arms. Though it seems to be formed of the same smoke that fills the hall it looks as solid as the stone beneath your feet. There is another rumble like grinding stone as the man speaks again. "Yes, master." You hear Mirandas voice say and you realize that the girl between the mans legs is Miranda. She puts her two small hands on the sides of the mans giant phallus before she leans up to plant her lips upon his tip.

You wake with a start, feeling something warm and wet touch your penis. For a moment you don't recognize your surroundings at all but then you remember everything. Looking down you see a moving shape under the covers, a glance to your left, where Sarah is still fast asleep confirms what you already knew. Miranda had pestered you for more during the night but you'd been too drained to do anything but turn her down, so it came as no surprise that she'd jump on your cock once it got hard, but if she wanted to take care of your morning wood, who were you to complain?

A hand plays with your balls while a tight wetness envelops more and more of your hard shaft. Lifting the covers you see exactly what you'd expected. Miranda hard at work, with your cock deep in her mouth and one hand massaging your sensitive balls. As if sensing you watching her she looks up and locks eyes with you for a moment, but she doesn't say anything. Instead she closes her eyes again and redoubles her efforts, bobbing her head faster and deeper, her tongue working on your shaft in her mouth and her tight throat squeezing perfectly around your tip.

Sighing contentedly you drop the covers and lean back on the pillows, feeling like a powerful sultan enjoying your harem. You even consider waking Sarah and getting her in on the action but you decide against it. Waking her to suck your cock might not go over very well, and besides, Miranda is doing great all by herself. Instead you lie back and try to stay quiet as Miranda works her magic on her dick. She uses a lot of different techniques as she sucks your dick, each one is more pleasurable than the last. She starts just bobbing her mouth along your cock, then she introduces a hand and uses that to jerk off the base while her mouth licks the tip. Following that she removes her hand and slowly engulfs your whole length, to the point where her lips press against your body. Her final technique is to take your cock all the way, to the point it reaches her throat, pull back and then do it again, faster and faster, effectively face fucking herself on your throbbing cock.

You feel your climax approach and try to warn Miranda as quietly as possible but she just ignores you, keeping your cock in her mouth as you finish. As you shoot your load into her waiting mouth Miranda never stops suckling on your cock, as if desperately trying to drain you completely. Your blasts of cum subside and your cock begins to deflate once more, popping free of Mirandas mouth under the covers. You can hear a gulp as she swallows your load before she crawls back up and out from the sheets. You make eye contact again but Miranda doesn't say anything, she just smiles at you warmly, and cuddles in close to you resting her head on your chest where she quickly falls back asleep.

You lay still for a while, the only sound the girls low breathing as they both crowd around you. You consider trying to fall back asleep again, but after the wake up Miranda just gave you doubt that would be possible. Besides, the sun is already streaming through the dark curtains and spilling across the floor. By your estimate it must be late morning already.

Deciding that it's high time you got up you begin to try and extract yourself from Sarahs crowded bed. Gently, you move Mirandas arm from across your chest, taking great pains to not wake her. Then you squirm down the middle, until your legs stick off the bottom of the bed enough that you can stand up.