Here is a short collection of three sexy dreams/nightmares. Enjoy.
1
I stumbled to the waters of the oasis.
I cupped my hands and tried to drink from the cool waters, but the liquid slipped from my fingers.
The water was cool under this hot desert sun.
I struggled and struggled, but I was unable to bring the water to my mouth.
I brought my mouth down to the edge of the water.
I felt the cool liquid against my lips, but not a drop entered my dry mouth.
"It's not going to work," said an unknown female voice.
I looked up from the banks of the water.
Standing in the middle of the lake was a big breasted, motherly, Persian woman.
Was I hallucinating?
"This water is cursed you cannot drink from it," she said as she tiptoed along the top of the lake.
"Please, help me," I muttered through the severe dryness of my mouth.
"Here," the woman said as she reached my body.
The lady of the lake put her mouth against mine.
Cool water bursted force from her lips.
The water entered my mouth and I could swallow it.
I swallowed each drop.
Excess water spilled down my face.
I felt the coolness of the water spread through my body.
As I drank, I felt my lower body drift out from the sandy shore of the oasis into the shallows.
My clothes dissolved into the water.
Naked, I sat and drank from the mouth of this big breasted, Persian, mother.
She removed her mouth from mine, "good girl."
She sat down in the shallows next to me.
Her clothes dissolved as well as she entered the water.
Both of us naked, her mouth found mine again.
This time, very little water came forth.
My tongue and lips scoured her mouth for each drop of moisture.
As I kissed her, the big breasted guardian's hand moved between my legs.
She touched me as I drank.
She rubbed me, and my dryness grew wet.
My nipples became erect.
Involuntarily, my tiny pelvis humped into her womanly hands.
One of the womans hands on my sex, the other found my neck.
Slowly the woman lowered my head to the shallows of her pond.
My head fell underwater.
I could not breath as the woman continued to rub and finger me.
I gasped and struggled against this woman.
I couldn't breathe. I was drowning.
My pelvis fought against the hands of this woman.
Hut still her fingers slid in and out of me, her palm against the sensitive externals of my femininity.
Unable to draw breath, I orgasmed against the woman's hand.
I thrashed in the shallows.
My hips spasmed up and down, and found some air, but my neck was pinned fimly to the sandy floor of the shallows.
Water entered my lungs as I orgasmed.
It felt like my nipples were lactating.
It felt like I was peeing.
It felt like all my externals strained themselves into a solid mass, and all my insides turned to liquid.
I could feel every muscle in my leg, my calves, my hamstrings, my quads, my glutes, the floor of my pelvis, the bridge of my lower back.
Everything tightened.
I came and came and came.
The water demon's fingers didn't stop.
2
One night, I was laying in my bed on the outskirts of town.
I felt poor. It was my time of the month, my cycle of the moon.
I felt hot and sweaty and could not sleep.
I looked out my window into the moonlit darkness of my garden.
In the corner of the garden I saw a large queer cat.
It was the largest cat I had ever seen. I took it to be a lion or tiger or some great predator of some sort. I continued to stare at the cat.
The cat did not disappear into the night. Rather, it just sat there, and stared back at me. I looked straight into the big bright yellow feline eyes of the cat.
The cat prowled through the garden towards me.
As the cat approached the open window of my room.
The queerness of the cat became more apparent.
Although the cat crawled on all fours, the cat had a very distinct manish-ness about it. Like it was half man, half tiger. Half man, half lion.
Some large unknown species of golden cat.
The large cat came right to the edge of my window.
In a daze, my window open to the cool air of the night, the scent of the cat wafted into the room.
The cat put its front paws on the frame of the window and entered.
A fatal pharemonal attraction permeated the pine square box of my room.
The air of the room changed instantly. A sweet pink pollen permeated the air of the room.
The Cat pollen spread through the room and fell and opened every flowery nerve. Every deep fascia and nerve of my body opened up. Every nerve at a cocaine-like peak level of excitement.
The cat boy crawled up next to my bed. I pet him behind the ears. His coat was the softest thing I had ever felt. I shuddered, my open, excited nerves, as I pet his soft coat. The softness against the bare nerves of my hand was almost enough.
My sensitive period body went crazy as I petted the golden cat.
As I pet the cat, I looked between the cat's hind legs.
The cat had a very large, man-like fleshy penis between its hind legs, large and red in a full erect rage.
In a daze, the cat-boy climbed onto the bed with me as I continued to pet it.
The cat's face came to my neck and it began to gently lick me. The cat's tongue against the bareness of my neck sent a cool hysteria through my body.
The cat climbed completely on top of me, continuing to lick my coat clean.
The cat's mouth moved up to mine and the cat teased and licked my lips.
I felt the cat's sharp feline teeth against my mouth.
The cat pawed at me and tore my night dress into strips. Leaving me bare with strips of cloth and long feline scratches along my body.
