Joan's Dreams

Joan yawned after another lonely night on her own with her wine, her daughters were at college or cheerleader camp and Max on another of his business trips... Joan sighed "why can't he just admit he's cheating on me? it's not like he hiding it with lipstick marks on his clothes and stains on his pants... he's not even trying to hide it anymore" 'who needs men anyway?' a delectable voice purred in her ear 'women are soooo much better, softer, sweeter' "the hell!" Joan looked around wildly before she noticed the Idol on the counter; "what is this doing here, could've sworn I left it in the lounge" Joan muttered. She shook her head "must've drunk too much wine tonight" she decided.

Deciding to go to bed she cleaned up and went up to her bedroom, not noticing she picked up the idol. When she entered her room Joan tossed the idol at the banquette by the window before she cleaned herself up and went to sleep.

The idol's eyes lit up as Joan tossed and moaned in her sleep, dreams and visions of naked women and girls, couples and groups, to total orgies with Joan in the centre of it all, some of the women she knew, but most were complete strangers and no man was even seen or heard, confusing Joan. "I'm not a Lesbian, what the hell is going on?" Cries of ecstasy from the others echoed around her while a voice cried for her to join them in the feminine pleasure and all the while she heard whispers and echoes slowly growing louder 'this is what you want, not a boring and old man but beautiful women, soft and a caring women, succulent women; give in Joan become what you always been, always needed to be' _kiss women, kiss girls, lick and suck on their perfect breasts, eat their sweet pussies; there is nothing sweeter, nothing purer than the sapphic delights; forget men, forget Max' _the voice cried out to her while the echoes only grew

'You want women, you need women, you love women and their sweet. wet. pussies CUMMING ON YOU FINGERS, IN YOUR MOUTH, ON YOUR TONGUE, their sweet taste, it's all for you...'

'friends, neighbours, total strangers, even your daughters, it doesn't matter, take them all Joan, their waiting for you begging for you.' The voice moans out

'GIVE IN JOAN. Give in, Give in, Givein, GiveinGiveinGiveinGiveinGiveinGiveinGivein' the voice rose multiplying more and more voices crying out to her, hands caressed and mouths devoured her, begging her to just Give in...

"Yesssss' Joan moaned out with an orgasm greater than she ever felt before waking up in the process "*panting* damn that was incredible almost real..." Joan touched her lips "I can almost taste them, but why only dreams? There are so many pretty women and girls in the neighbourhood alone, *chuckles* looks like I'll be taking Margret's offer after all." 'But what about Max?' a voice whispered in her ear "fuck Max" Joan muttered. "I'm done with him and men; I've wasted enough years as it is" Joan mused to herself "time to take what I want till the last Drop." Joan yawned going back to sleep

the Idols eyes glow 'Perfect" the Idol whispers