You start to see things

Your eyes are shut tight as you continue to wait for your orgasm to subside, mouth hanging open, and your hips thrown forwards. Again, it seems to go on for half a minute, maybe more before you finally feel spent, your body starting to relax.

Or at least most of your body does. You groan, feeling your cock soften for half a second and then snap back to attention buried deep inside the woman’s hot insides.

But for a moment you rest, eyes closed and breathing. You notice the strawberry scent again, the pink star still hanging in your vision behind closed eyes. You furrow your eyebrows for a second, focusing on it.

Much to your surprise the pink star in your mind’s eye expands, sharpens, draws nearer.

You’re curious, surprised that that worked. So you try again, the star becoming a circle, floating in something, and you sense that it is very close at hand and that you want it. You need it, badly, that it will give you what you desire. It’s an intoxicating sensation, your mind starting to cloud with need.

You breath deeply, still hilted deep in the woman, and your eyebrows meet in a vee, focusing inwards, towards this circle floating in your mind’s eye. You breathe in and breathe out, getting closer with each laborious attempt to draw it nearer.

You hardly notice your hips starting to move of their own accord, slowly mixing up the woman’s sodden insides and making her groan back at you, running her fingers through her long dyed blonde hair.

“Wow,” she whines, laying limply down on the bench, her clothes soaked through with sweat, her toes touching the ground and surrendering to your slow, automatic thrusts.

You are, meanwhile, in your own mind, dragging this strange pink circle closer and closer to you in your mind’s eye. With each pull, you can sense more about it and around it. It’s not a circle, it’s an orb, for starters. You huff, lost in your own mind as you rut down into the woman again.

You feel the orb shimmer in your mind’s eye, the detail still opaque but clearing with each exertion.

She bites her lip and whines, her fingers still running through her hair as you slowly thrust in and out of her, her hips start to grind back to meet yours. You can feel her walls pulsing around your shaft anew, her juices dripping down onto the bench beneath her where they have soaked her skin in the growing pool of mixed cum and pussy juice.

The orb in your mind's eye grows brighter, more defined with each of your thrusts.

Her nipples harden into tacks against her soaking wet thermal, her breath coming in shallow pants once more. Her eyes are half-closed, flicking up to look at you completely dazed, her face flushed with pleasure as you thrust into her. You can feel the heat of her body against yours, the sweat dripping down your skin all over.

Your thoughts coalesce onto this orb, this stranger opaque pink orb in your mind’s eye. You can sense it clearly now, that it exists plainly in your mind’s eye, but your view of it is still opaque, like seeing indistinct faces in a dream.

You grunt, your pelvic thrusts rising in tempo, and she gasps, meeting your rhythm. Her body trembles underneath you, and you feel her walls pulsing around your shaft. Your body meanwhile is lost in the pleasure of it all, the heat of her skin, the scent of her arousal.

Her eyes are half-closed, a look of pure ecstasy on her red, sweaty face.

You, though, focus furiously further inwards, turning your mind’s away from the orb itself to what is around the orb. It’s warm but empty, a void that is familiar to you but in an uncertain way, again like something from a dream. But you can sense something, an invisible membrane that stops you from getting closer, that is keeping things opaque and holding you back from the magic orb, something in your mind that you cannot seem to pass through.

You grit your teeth and push harder, straining to break through this barrier. Your mind feels like it's on the verge of tearing itself apart, but you keep going.

Meanwhile your body ramps up your tempo, thrusting your hips wildly forwards as you grit your teeth and try your best to blow a blood vessel with your mind alone.

“Oh my God!” she whines underneath you with parched and cracking lips, eyes rolling back into her head, surrendering to yet another orgasm, her body shaking with the intensity of it. Your body feels her walls clamping down on your shaft, and then releasing again, over and over, her juices running hot and sticky out of her slit into the reservoir of fluids pooling under you both.

In your mind though, you feel like you are headbutting something at once soft and warm and also as hard as a brick wall. You thrust against it and your ears start ringing, your teeth chirp as you grind them together.

You feel like you're getting ready to explode, both physically and mentally, as your body continues to rut into her, between your cum and her pussy juices making a loud and wet squelching sound between the two of you. You can feel her walls clamping down on you tighter than ever before, her pleasure overwhelming as she lays back, twitching, her every nerve firing again and again, her mind just pleasant white noise as her strong, fit, and sensitive body takes everything you can give her and begs you on for me. Her insides sucking away at your member, her muscles irregularly tensing around your growing member.

You strain harder, pushing your mind past the barrier while your hips thunder against her, your balls already starting to tense again. You grunt again and again, throwing your body into hers again and again, and your mind against the barrier again and again. You can feel the barrier shutter and you give it everything you have.

With a thunderous roar you orgasm, tasting blood in your mouth, your eyes rolling back into your head behind closed eyes. You release another thick torrent of semen into her, your whole body shaking with the **** of it. She feels it, her own body quaking with the **** of your orgasm, and she screams, her voice hoarse with pleasure.

Then, like glass hit with a sledgehammer, the barrier gives way, you fly forwards into the orb, its color shifting from pink to red to something impossibly bright and suddenly you feel like you're falling through the void

You snap open your bloodshot eyes and gasp for air, your head feeling like it's on fire, your whole body tingling with an unbearable level of sensitivity. You feel sick. Vertigo.

You hold onto the woman’s waist for dear life. Your body shutters, orgasmic aftershocks rolling over it as you try to regain your composure. Sweat drips from your forehead down your brow and blinds your stinging eyes, but you are terrified to find that you can still see.