My Gypsy Queen

You are asleep in your bed, experiencing one of those weird dreams where you can't move your body and stuff happens all around you;

You feel something hot and slimey crawl on your face, leaving a salty trail on your lips, but no matter how much you strain your eyes, you can't quite get a glimpse of it.

A thunderstorm is brewing, you can tell because the world keeps flashing bright, and when it starts to rain, it pours on your face like lukewarm syrup; dense and sticky.

You groggily try to open your eyes, still feeling the dreamy rain on your skin, your throat parched.

As you reach for your glass of water on the nightstand, your arms refuse to cooperate, and glancing out to the window you notice two things that jolt you awake in a flash:

The lock is busted, and someone is sitting on your legs.

You try to call for help, but only a muffled cry escapes your mouth, as you finally notice you are gagged and tied to the bed by your wrists.

"Heyy Cuutieee..."

The intuder is a girl, the sound of her voice strangely familiar, as you eyes start to focus on her figure, framed by the dim light coming from outside, your body frozen in panic.

"Shuush Liam, you'll wake the neigh-BUUORP-ors" she belches, leaning close to you with a finger on her lips.

You take a look at her face, messy auburn hair crowning an olive skinned smirking visage, cat-like green eyes wink at you.

You know her! It's Esmeralda, you attend a bunch of classes together at the community college...

What the hell is she doing in my room!?

You don't know much about her, aside from her name and her rep as an all around bad bitch.

As you ponder why she is currently sitting on your bed in the middle of the night, you get a sense she might just be blackout drunk, the half crushed can of beer in her hand an obvious clue; and maybe she just jumped in the wrong dorm room and decided to play a mean prank.

You try to calm yourself and exhale, squinting at her and trying to gauge just how mean this prank is gonna be;

She wears a dirty grey hoodie, her DD breasts straining the fabric of it, a pair of yoga pants so ripped they should technically count as fishnets, and what appears to be a big fat cock jutting out from a large hole in the...

Wait, WHAT !?!

As you glance again at her, sure as hell, a thick veiny dick sprouts from her leggins and rests between your closed legs, at least 10 inches long; the tip wet and glistening, as a dark stain under it gets darker and damper and you feel the warmth of it from under the sheets.

No way that is fake...