Waking up from a sound sleep

Janet Syndulla shot upright in her bed breathing heavy tossing the covers aside. The brunette woman clutched her chest. Her heart was racing, pounding in her chest beneath her hand. The dream from mere seconds ago was already fading from her mind. Glancing over at the clock she rolled her eyes. It was about two in the morning. Thankfully she didn’t have to go to work since it was Saturday. She felt hot and not in a temperature sort of way. The dream she had awaken from must have been in at least some way a wet dream. This caused her to frown as all memory of the dream was gone already.

“Well shit, I could have at least gotten off before waking up," she grumbled. Janet thought about rolling over and going back to sleep but she was left far to horny for her to go back to sleep.

Janet laid in her bed with her eyes closed trying to return to sleep and failed. "I guess if I’m awake and this horny, I might as well at least get myself off,” she muttered to herself. She rolled over and grabbed her phone off the charger. Janet tapped her pass-code and opened her web browser. She loaded her favorite go to site for sex stories. Like a lot of other women, Janet preferred mental stimulation over visual stimulation. Once the paged loaded she scrolled down to see what new stories had been written. A story by the name of 'The sexual adventures of Janet Syndulla' caught her eye and she stopped scrolling right there.

“Wait what the fuck is this shit.” She tapped on the story’s name in curiosity. After a few seconds the page loaded and the fist thing she was treated with was a hand drawn sketch that looked amazingly like her. A wave of disgust washed over her as she realized the story must be about her and that some sicko had spent the time to draw her and post it on the internet. The idea of someone writing erotica with her as the lead character grossed her out.

She scrolled down down to start reading the story. She only read the first few lines and it perfectly described her every single action since she woke up even down to the time she woke up. It included her visiting this exact webpage. “What the fuck is going on…” she mumbled in confusion. A second later she reached that exact thing she just said. The story didn’t say what story she was reading but then went into a very descriptive scene of her masturbating on her bed. She would have been really turned on by the scene actually if it was about her. After finishing reading the masturbation scene she flicked off her phone and put it down beside her. She felt violated after reading the story.

Janet went to push herself off the bed but felt something softly rubbing her crotch. She looked down to find her own hand was running her finger along her slit over her panties. She went to pull her hand away but it didn’t move. At least not in the way that she had intended. Instead her hand continued to work her up. Her legs then slide apart spreading wide. Her other hand snaked under her night shirt and started to work her breasts. Her nibble fingers expertly teasing her nipples. “Oh I’m so fucking wet right now.” Her face flushed with both embarrassment and fear. She didn’t say the words that just came out of her mouth.

Her hand stopped teasing her pussy for a second she she felt relief that whatever was controlling her was over when she felt her hand dive under her panties. Two of her fingers slipped inside of her and started pounding her wet pussy with a vigor that she didn’t know she was capable of. “Fuck yes! Fuck me harder!” She yelled. Again the words came out of her without her control. Right then she realized that she recognized that. She just read it. What she was doing and saying matched exactly what she just read. She could feel herself building up to an orgasm and she felt dread. She remembered what happened in the story after she orgasmed.

Right then a massive wave of pleasure hit her like a ton of bricks. “Oh fuck yes!” she yelled as she pushed her hips into the air thrusting to some imaginary lover. After a few seconds the wave subsided. She huffed, short of breath from the massive orgasm. A lusty smile tossed her face as her hand removed itself from her and was held before her face. Her fingers still wet with her juices. “I really need to fuck someone…” right then her hand pushed her two fingers into her mouth. Her tongue tasting every inch of her fingers. Janet felt sick. What she was doing was disgusting but she had no control. As her fingers pulled out of her mouth she felt control return to her.

Janet jumped off the bed in fear. Something had just hijacked her body and **** her to reenact what she just read. She grabbed her phone and looked at the story again. What she just did read line for line from the story. The story posted ended when she had an orgasm...