You have a vivid dream

Eventually you drift off into sleep where you dream of waking in Melanie's room again, only the room is ripply like it's not fully cohesive. Only when you focus on something does it sharpen and become clear. I look around. It is still dark and all is quiet. You look next to you and kneeling there is Lynn. She smiles at you.

"Is this a dream?" You ask, just to make sure.

"What is it that you desire, master?" Lynn asks. You realize that she's garbed in a stereotypical harem genie outfit with the short halter top and baggy, sheer pants.

"What's this about?" You ask, bewildered. "Is this another trick you're pulling?"

"I live to serve, master..." Lynn says warmly. She caresses your shoulder. "How may I serve you?"

"Where is Amina?"

"Master?" Amina asks, leaning over Melanie's bed to see you on the floor. You sit up and look on the bed, where Amina and Melanie are laid down, naked. Amina says, "Why don't you join us, master?"

Lynn guides you up on the bed where Amina and Melanie make room for you. They help you out of your underwear and Lynn's clothes before engaging in kisses between themselves and caressing your body. You are speechless as they quickly get you hard with their gentle touches and wet lips. There is a knock on the door and everyone freezes, training they're eyes to the sound. The door creeps open and Stacy sneaks in.

"I heard some noise in here," she says before recognizing what she just walked in on. She quietly closes the door behind her and strips off her t-shirt, revealing her large perky breasts. She pulls down her pantie and leaves her clothes on the floor, then casually strolls up to the bed and climbs on. She makes a bee-line toward you. Her mammaries dangle temptingly as she crawls up over you and kisses your lips. Before you realize it, Stacy is sitting on your rock hard pole and bouncing. You groan softly so as not to awake her parents. She rocks you harder and faster. The other girls grope and fondle the two of you as the younger Danvers sister pumps away on your cock.

You cannot cum even though you feel yourself right at your peak. Stacy trades places with her sister and now it is Melanie's pussy enveloped on your dick. You groan and breath heavily as the elder sister works you even harder. She pounds away on your stiff and eager member, but after a while it becomes apparent that it isn't enough either. Next, Melanie is replaced by Amina, who licks and sucks on your cock. You look down at your large eyes which stare back up at you and you moan. She takes your entire cock inside and bobs her head, sliding her lips off with wet slurps. This should be enough to get you off, but it is still not enough. Finally, it is Lynn's turn to please you. She wraps her hand around your steely shaft and strokes it. There is a spark in the back of your head and you grunt as the jolt sends you flying backwards, spinning into nothingness while fireworks explode in the distance.

Your body begins to stir. You feel an ache and cringe at the brightness of the lights. The hazy peripherals are gone as reality sets in and you wake from the dream. You rub the sand from your eyes and blink to see Lynn kneeling beside you. She is in jean shorts and a frilly t-shirt instead of a harem outfit.

"Morning, sleepyhead!" Lynn smirks. "Thought I'd give you a wake-up hand job!"

"Wh..." you try to say, still groggy from waking up. You glance down to see your underwear pulled down and the sticky evidence of an ejaculation spread over your body and floor.

"Oooh... guess you don't get wishes today after all..." Lynn teases. You groan as you realize that Lynn has thwarted your plan. "Well if you're still worried about that love spell, it's been taken care of as well..." Lynn says, as if reading your thoughts. She nods her head towards the bed and you sit up to look. On the bed are the nude forms of Amina and Melanie entwined together. No doubt their noises helped prompt your own dreams as much as Lynn's wake up surprise.

"Amina? Melanie?" You quietly call out. They begin to stir as well. You look to Lynn, "What did you do to them?"

"Don't worry, I didn't make them do it," Lynn whispers back. "Turns out Amina really does like sex. Guess you could have did it with her without a guilty conscience after all... anyways, you might want to clean up this mess before Melanie finds out what you did on her floor."