Vivian’s. It’s NOT a good dream.

A big part of you wants to dive right into Ms. Norah’s dream, but you want to do that when you have better control of yourself in this place. However, thinking of her made you remember her daughter, Vivian. With her cold attitude towards you, you can’t help but want her to be friendlier with you, at least. You know it’s dangerous, but not trying new things will lead nowhere.

You concentrate on the hot high school girl and what you assume is her door slides before you. You brace yourself and dive in.

What you see inside shocks you to the core. This is not good. Not at all.

You’re in a dimly lit room. It looks like a hotel bedroom. The sounds of sex echo all around it. The atmosphere is heavy and uncomfortable. Vivian is on the bed. She’s not alone…

… there’s at least 6 other guys with her.

These guys don’t even have clear faces, they’re blurred. Everyone is participating in some way at the same time. Vivian is sucking dick, giving handjobs and getting her holes penetrated roughly.

Your feet slowly start to make their way to the bed by themselves.

No. Fuck no. You DON’T want to be a part of this. You pass by a mirror, and realize that you’re completely naked and your face has become blurred as well. Does that mean… that Vivian doesn’t care who she’s having sex with?

Vivian notices you and stops her current blowjob to speak to you.

“Are you here to love me as well?” She asks you with a weak, pleading smile. “I’ll make you feel good, so please stay.”

What the fuck?

“You can use me however you want, so please… love me…!” She begs, her weak smile is accompanied by tears that roll down her beautiful face.

You can’t control your body. Your dick is slowly getting closer to Vivian’s inviting, open mouth.

You don’t want to be a part of this. This doesn’t look right! You can tell just by looking at her face that this isn’t a dream, it’s a nightmare! This isn’t her fetish or anything, something else is going on here.

Thinking of yourself doesn’t work, so out of desperation, you do something else. You close your eyes and concentrate as hard as you can on Shelly. You close your eyes and picture her sexy body, cute face, cold, but now changing, personality and incestuous fetish.

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When you open your eyes, you’re at the beach. The dark hotel room is long gone. You sigh in relief. It seems you managed to transport yourself to another dream.

“Oh, what is it bro?” You hear Shelly’s voice beside you. You’re both lying on towels under a parasol. Your sister is wearing a sexy orange bikini and is snuggling close to you. “Did you get a hard on just by looking at your sister?” She asks with a teasing smile. “Whatever shall I do with you?” She sighs in fake frustration.

“I better take care of it, then.” She licks her lips.

The rest of the dream, Shelly gives you a tit-fuck and rides your cock out in the open. Even so, the pleasure can’t make you forget the shocking image of a crying Vivian.

Knowing you’ll wake up and forget it doesn’t make it any better, either.