Dar Satin Nights

The mist swirls about, shifting slowly through the darkness and dank greenery. Deep green leaves of the jungles heart reach out to capture me, tearing at my clothes as I run headlong through the tropical nighttime. They were just behind me. Chasing me. I dint know what they want, but I must get away. I round a huge moss covered tree and hands close over my wrist. I try to pull away but I am caught. A hundred hand all over me. Holding me tight. Darkness.

"Ahhhh" I sit upright. My eyes blink in the darkness of my room. I can feel sweat on my brow, at my neckline trickling down between my breasts beneath my satin pajama top. My breathing is forced, rapid and ragged. I'm safe in my room. My hands thankfully smooth over the black satin sheets beneath my legs. So comforting as I realize it was all a dream. Savages bent on capturing me for evil deeds. I breath a sigh of relief. What a crazy nightmare.

I lay back on the cool satin sheets. Feeling all the satin so smooth against my skin. I my body is still so tense from the realism of my dream. My eyes flutter shut as my hands slide up over my thighs. Soft and smooth as they slip under my top. The terror turns to desire. The adrenaline still coursing through me, and I want to relieve it. But I am so tired, I begin to drift off again.

Satin smooth hands move over my stomach. They tug at my top, tearing at the two buttons that fasten it closed. Then another hand reaches up between my legs. Its satin fingers clasp over the top of my thong, tugging it down. Oh how silly. Another dream. Where is my head at? Wait a minute. My eyes flick open. I am in my bed. The black satin sheet beneath me is growing hands. Two have torn my top open and the third is ripping my thong from me. I sit upright instantly. The sheet grows four more hands. Two grab my ankles, pinning my legs. The other two grabbing my wrists. I cant move. I wriggle to get free, but then bonds are strong as steel, but smooth as the satin they are made of. I try to scream, but I cant. My voice is seized by the terror. There is no one to hear me anyways.

More hands appear from the sheet. Two pulling my thighs wide. Two cupping my breasts as they pull me to lay flat on the bed again. The hands caress my nipples softly as two more appear between my legs and massage my pussy. I am terrified, but aroused. The softness of their touch is erotic. I can sense they mean me no harm. But they offer no option. They will do as they please to me and there is nothing I can do to stop it. More and more hands grow from it, each sliding over my skin, massaging me all over. My slit grows wet with desire, so gentle is its touch. And its touch is everywhere.

I look down between my legs spread wide and from the sheet, ever so slowly a penis shaped appendage grows. Its long, hard, but soft as satin. The black satin cock enters me. I whimper in confusion. In pleasure and disbelief. Satin fingers stroke at my clit as the huge cock slowly fucks my eager pussy. My body trembles under all the sensations it is sending through me. My nipples erect under their teasing touch. In and out it fucks my wet slit. Its satin thrusts moving deeper and harder. Each thrust pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I try to move, wanting to move my hips with it, but the hands hold me fast, allowing me to move not at all.

And then suddenly I cum. So hard. my body shuddering with great force as I scream. But still I cannot move. As my intense orgasm subsides I roll over. My hand covering my sore pussy. Gasping for breath I realize I can move again. I look around and the sheet is normal. Cool and smooth beneath me. Unmoving and as it was, except for the huge wet spot between my legs. My fingers are dripping wet with my nectar. Another dream? I couldn't tell. Licking my fingers clean, I wonder about it as I drift off to sleep again.