The Ultimate Collection of Short Erotic Tales (8 page)

That night was going to be special for
everyone. Abby and I had to discuss whether or not to do something
together, or go our separate ways. In the end we decided to do our
own thing, giving both of us a better chance of thinking up
something good.

I already knew where I was going as I started
to fall asleep, I had been shown how to get back to my own world,
and I intended to visit a certain Miss Taylor who was my old
next-door neighbor. I had to check first that she was asleep, and
as luck would have it she was. Then I had to place a suggestion
into her mind that all was well, and she would be having a very
nice sleep. Once this was done, I entered her dream. I found it
involved sex, which was a surprise to me, because Miss Taylor
always came across as someone that was prim and proper, and not in
the least bit active in the sex department.

She had a lovely bust, one that I’d always
admired from afar, and her figure belied her age, in fact she
looked like she was in her thirties as opposed to her forties. So
there I was watching her dominate this weasel of a guy, thinking
how could such a lovely creature, want to dream up such a stupid
looking male specimen.

I made him disappear, and then I put her at
ease by telling her the doctor would see her next. Suddenly she was
fully dressed and entering the doctor’s office, believing that she
had now entered another dream. I sat behind the desk as she
entered.

”Hello, Miss Taylor, please lie on the couch,
and I will join you shortly,” I said, loving every moment of
this.

She took her jacket off and placed it over
the chair, revealing a white blouse and a skirt, and then she lay
on the couch as ordered. I walked over, and for a while played it
seriously.

”Now, I’m going to check you over for any
lumps, so please don’t move,” I said, going into my act.

I slowly started to unfasten her blouse
buttons, allowing each side to slip down revealing her large
breasts as they heaved under her bra. I then told her to undo her
bra, which she did, and then I removed it, placing it on the chair
with her jacket. Her breasts were as magnificent as I thought they
would be, full and rounded with cute nipples. I placed my hands
onto her breasts, pressing gently, and moving around to cover them
both, and her nipples became erect. That told me she was enjoying
this dream. I then unzipped her skirt, and pulled it off. To my
surprise she wasn’t wearing any panties, but then I knew you could
subconsciously participate in your dreams if the thought was strong
enough. Her neatly shaved pubic hairs were a delight to behold, as
I opened her legs to insert a dildo that I imagined into my
hand.

She of course could not see this, and would
assume it was a medical instrument. I pushed it in eliciting a
delighted moan from her lips. Then rhythmically started to fuck her
with it, she in turn started to writhe on the couch, her juices
flowing freely as I stimulated her clitoris with my other hand.
Once she had cum, I made the dildo disappear, and then told her to
place her legs in the stirrups that had just appeared. She didn’t
bat an eyelid, but just raised her legs placing them wide open on
each stirrup, her pussy opened slightly as I got down and started
to lick her clitoris. Again she started to moan, her sweet nectar
running onto my tongue, I licked and sucked her clitoris
vigorously, making her cum once again. Then I told her to get ready
for a new medical procedure, by bending over the couch. She did
this without question; I placed my hands on either side of her
inner thigh, gently forcing her legs apart. Then dropped my
trousers, and directed my now hardened cock into her pussy, she
squealed as my cock drove in.

I informed her, this would show how well her
juices were performing, which she accepted by opening her legs a
little wider. My cock plunged ever on, making her cry out in
ecstasy, her moans of pleasure the driving force that was all I
needed. By the time she’d climaxed again, I turned her around to
place one leg up onto the couch, and then bending slightly I
re-entered her pussy. Holding her breasts, I carried on with my
onslaught, the feelings were unbelievably real for me, and as I’d
experienced what she was going through, real for her too. This
position was a nice one, I could not only watch my own cock, but I
could also fondle her breasts at the same time, making it all a
real turn on. Then the moment I had been looking forward too
started to arrive, I was about to cum, but I’d practiced this part
endlessly and hoped that I had it down by now. It exploded, and I
took it out, coming over her pussy and thighs, and then again
shooting up over her stomach.

Still I hadn’t woken, another jet shot out
making me moan, but I never lost concentration, even managing to
cum a forth time. She reached down rubbing the cream into her body
and then tasting it, I came again, thinking no that’s overkill. I
was still there; I’d mastered one of the hardest things to
accomplish in the Dream State. Looking at her cum covered body, I
decided to continue, telling her that she should clean my cock up
in case of infection. She got down to her knees, and started to
give me a blowjob. I enabled her to take it all, just by imagining
she could, my entire cock was going down her throat, her moaning
again starting to turn me on. She was starting to slurp her tongue
around my cock, which gave me an idea. I imagined her tongue was
twice its length. Suddenly her tongue was wrapping itself around my
cock, and giving me sensations I’d never felt before.

It didn’t take long before I started to feel
myself coming once more. I quickly got her tongue back to how it
should be, and then started to cum. My first stream filled up her
mouth, and she swallowed it all, and then my second and third
spurts landed on her face. She licked it up as best she could, and
then stood up, saying your cock is now clean of any infection. I
fucked her once more, wanting to leave her coming when she awoke,
and then left.

I awoke on my own bed; with cum running down
my thigh, well I thought, at least I can go as long as I want now,
without having it spoilt by ejaculating. I turned my head to find
Abby was still in her dream, so I decided to leave her alone. I
cleaned myself up, and then decided to have a sleep. I wondered how
I had done in the Dream Reaper’s eyes, and then got a little tired
and thought that will have to wait until tomorrow.

Chapter 6

I’d just finished telling Paul about the
rules of the contest, and we decided to go our own ways. The idea
being, that one of us would stand a better chance if we weren’t
being judged together.

The next village had given us a challenge,
one that would mean losing the right to govern ourselves if we
lost, but the reverse if we won. We first had to select three
representatives, which would go on to challenge theirs. So in order
to choose fairly, we were to hold our own contest, in an effort to
pick the three worthiest contestants. Tonight was to be the start
of that contest, so we lay in bed getting mentally prepared for
what we had to do.

My people have always had the ability to
enter another’s dream, and to even interact within the dream. The
Dream Reaper would be monitoring all the dreams that night and
would choose the best ten the next day.

I fell asleep knowing what I intended to do,
I had visited Paul’s world on a number of occasions, and found many
good candidates for being my soul mate. But I had settled on Paul,
and did not regret it, but as I said there were others I could have
chosen. I went to one of them, first checking to make sure he was
asleep, when I found he was, I placed a hypnotic suggestion into
his mind, which made him believe that he was safe and sound, and
that no one would bother him. I entered his dream.

He was dreaming of something called money I
quickly realized it was to do with greed. Then I made him aware of
my presence; I wore a really short skirt that was just below the
line of my bottom. I didn’t have any panties on, so when I bent
over to pick a flower, he got an eyeful. My top was as tight as I
could get it with a cleavage that was clearly visible. I walked
past him, noting that he hadn’t taken his eyes off me the whole
time. Being small, but well put together I elicited certain
reactions from the people I did this too. They would usually try to
talk to me, or they would just ogle, this one ogled.

I decided to change the scene, wanting more
scope for my imagination, so in the blink of an eye, we were in a
library. He was looking for the books on a certain shelf, while I
climbed a ladder that was next to him, reaching for a higher shelf,
but not in the least bit interested in books. I still wore the same
clothes, and caught him looking up; I heard his book fall to the
floor. I squealed softly, getting a response from him.

”Are you alright?” he said.

”I’ve climbed up here, but am afraid of
coming down,” I lied.

”Here, let me help,” he said, reaching for my
butt.

I backed down slowly, knowing full well that
he could see my pussy, and then I felt his warm hands gently touch
the cheeks on either side. It was, the slowest descent in history,
as his hands pushed my skirt up slightly. By the time my ass was
near his face, he was mesmerized. Then I felt his tongue on my
pussy; I grabbed the ladder, allowing him to pleasure me.

He started unzipping the skirt and allowing
it to fall to the floor, and then using both hands he gently pulled
my pussy lips apart, and started to lick and suck in earnest. My
grip on the ladder was very tight, as he found my clitoris with his
tongue, pushing it back and forth, sending delightful little
shivers through my body. Then he inserted a finger at the same
time, making me squeal once more, only this time with pleasure. I
started to cum, concentrating on not waking up and spoiling the
event. With my orgasm producing the love juices that were now being
lapped up by my dream partner.

He stopped there, helping me all the way
down, and then started to kiss me, while placing his hand up my
top. I couldn’t wait I allowed the top to disappear, revealing a
large bust, which he started to fondle, whilst still kissing me as
he unzipped his trousers. I put my hands down to help him off with
his pants, and then got down onto my knees to take his cock into my
mouth. He moaned out loud, which told me that he was enjoying this,
I was taking it all down my throat, which in real life I couldn’t
do. I think I was a little too good, for he started to cum, making
me swallow before I was ready, but I managed to take it all.

Then he picked me up, and asked me to stand
on the first rung of the ladder, which I did. He then guided his
cock into my wet pussy, and started to pound away, I was thrusting
my butt out, feeling every single inch that passed my lips. He had
a nice size cock, with a big bell end, that you could really feel
whenever he came out. He really started to go fast at that point,
making me once again grip the ladder really tightly. My orgasms
were coming back to back by now, and I thought this man had some
staying power. In fact by the time he did cum, I’d lost count of
how many times I had. I could feel his juices running out of me as
he pulled his cock out, and thought he came a little too much. Then
I remembered that some people could affect their own dreams, if
they truly believed they were capable of something in real
life.

I got off the ladder, my hands tingling from
the grip I’d maintained through out. I turned around, and jumped
onto him, placing my hands around his neck and guiding his cock
back in. I then gave him the strength to hold me in this position,
leaving him feeling like he was doing all the work. His cock
remained hard, as he picked me up and put me down, sliding his cock
in and out with each movement. I kissed him, forcing my tongue into
his mouth, he reciprocated, and our tongues intertwined. His
treatment of my pussy never slowed down, as this extremely nice
position was being held. I even managed to go up and down myself,
getting the fullest penetration possible. I was coming all too
soon, but knew that his imagination would carry me through to
several more orgasms, before this encounter was over. I was right
he made me cum numerous times before coming himself. When I felt
him coming, I got off and placed it inside my mouth, wanting him to
enjoy his last ejaculation before he woke up. Once again his cum
was on the large side, as he filled my mouth, and then took it out
to cum on my face. I then decided to wake up, knowing that as soon
as my influence was gone he would wake up with wet sheets.

I woke up on my own bed, my pussy still
feeling damp to the touch and looked over to see Paul was still
asleep, and decided not to bother him, just in case he was still in
his dream. I started to close my eyes wondering how the Dream
Reaper rated my dream.

Chapter 7

We all stood outside the Dream Reapers home,
talking about the contest. Abby was telling me all about her dream.
I was just about to tell her mine, when the Reaper appeared at his
front door.

”I have now picked the top ten dreamers, for
last night’s little contest,” he said, pinning the results to his
door.

We all crowded around, looking for our names
on the sheet of paper, wondering if we’d made it into the top
ten.

We heard someone calling out the ten winners,
and both Abby and I had made it through to the second round.