The dream was so vivid... so real...
Anya struggled to remember it. Already the memory was fading. She lay in bed, trying to recall details... The white room... the bright lights... the copper skinned woman... And then, everything was gone. She couldn't remember anything. With a frustrated huff, she turned onto her back and stretched. The alarm clock was already blaring. It was time for her to get up.
Anya was a single mother of two. Her daughters, Georgia (George for short) and Rory, had probably already left the house. George had an early class on Wednesdays at the local college, and Rory had cheerleader practice first thing in the morning. Anya normally drove her younger daughter to school, but on practice days, thankfully, Rory caught a ride with a friend.
With a scowl, Anya reached for the bedside clock and turned off the alarm. She stretched again and yawned, before sitting up groggily in bed. As she moved, she suddenly felt something warm press against her inner thigh. 'What was that?' she thought, startled. She pushed back the covers and looked down. Her eyes grew wide, and she let out a wordless yelp of surprise.
Between her bare thighs, Anya's panties were stretched around a massive, twitching bulge. With shaky hands, she reached down, pulling her flimsy underwear to the side. A huge, throbbing cock spilled out, attached just above her hairless pussy. "Oh my God!!" Anya cried, covering her mouth in horror.
The shaft was thicker than any she'd ever seen, and the head was bulbous, purple and shiny. Thick blue veins wrapped their way along it's length, and the whole thing seemed to radiate a powerful heat.
Anya yanked her panties completely off and quickly jumped out of bed. Going to her full length mirror, she gaped incredulously at her newfound appendage. "How could this happen??" she gasped, turning from side to side. There were no testicles, and her vagina seemed as if it were still completely intact. Her shaft, however, was massive! And it seemed to be getting bigger! No, it wasn't getting bigger, she realized... it was getting harder!
Anya moaned despite herself as she felt her arousal grow. She licked her lips, and reached for her cock with nervous, trembling hands. When she grasped it, she almost passed out as a wave of pleasure washed over her. The warm shaft throbbed in her fingers, and she immediately began to stroke.
'This... is so... wrong...' she told herself, even as she started to masturbate harder. She fell to her knees, wrapping both hands around her thick, bulging length. She fucked her hands as fast as she could, grunting uncontrollably. She'd never felt pleasure so intense, and it made the normally reserved mother of two completely lose self control!
As she jerked her shaft, Anya looked at herself in the mirror. The sight of her body turned her on! With one hand, she struggled to rip off her short night gown, exposing her full, naked breasts. Licking her lips, Anya raked her eyes over her own hot, sweat-soaked body. Her hand became a blur as it pistoned along her searing shaft. Sweat dripped down the sides of her face and ran along her pert, jiggling breasts.
As her excitement grew, thick precum began to leak from her swollen cock head. She eagerly smeared it along her length, and it made every stroke even smoother. Soon, her entire shaft was slick with jizz, and her hands flew even faster!
"Oh! Oh God!! Oh my GAAAAWD!!" Anya suddenly screamed. Hot, white semen shot from her bulbous cock head, spraying generously against the mirror.
Her eyes bulged at the sheer amount of it. She convulsed as one thick rope after another of thick, creamy liquid splashed against her reflection. When at last, her cock stopped shooting, she let it flop against the floor. White fluid continued to leak out of the tip, but it seemed as if it were almost spent.
"Fuck..." she moaned, bringing her sticky fingers up to her open lips. Without hesitating, she sucked the sticky cream into her eager mouth. The taste was incredible, and she could feel herself getting hard again, almost immediately. With incredible effort, she pulled her sticky fingers out of her cum-hungry mouth.
Weak from her incredible orgasm, Anya crawled to the bedside table. She reached for her phone and dialled her office.
"Hello? Yes, hi Caroline. It's Anya. I'm afraid I'm feeling a bit under the weather today. I don't think I'll be able to make it in. Yes. Yes, thank you. Yes, I'll be sure to rest up. Thanks so much. Goodbye."
With a heavy sigh, Anya hung up the phone and looked down at her hardening cock. 'What the hell am I going to do?' she thought as she watched it grow in her lap...
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Not knowing what else to do, Anya stayed in her room for the rest of the day.
When her daughters got home, she called out to them and said she was feeling under the weather. Georgia offered to bring her some soup, but Anya declined, not wanting to let her into the room.
She had spent most of the day masturbating, discovering her newfound sexual desire was unrelenting. When she wasn't getting off, she busily cleaned up the messes her orgasms created.
Several times, she'd found herself dialling her family doctor, but always hung up before completing the number. "What would I say?" she told herself, the third time she put down the receiver. "Who could possibly believe this??"
It was 9 o'clock in the evening, and Anya was back in bed, trying to keep her mind off the problem twitching between her thighs. She'd managed to quell her desires for the past hour, and finally gotten herself cleaned up and dressed.
There was a light knock at the door, and Anya almost jumped, she was so on edge from the day's events. Before she had time to say anything, Georgia poked her head into the room. "Hey, Mom! How are you feeling?" she asked.
Georgia was a sweet girl, and top of her class. Anya was so proud of the studious brunette... she seemed to have so much going for her! She was so good natured, and smart... and so, so pretty... Anya's bulge began to strain against her panties again...
"I... I'm doing much better now, Sweetie. Th-thanks for... for checking in." Anya stammered.
George grinned and stepped into the room. She was carrying a laptop by her side. "That's good!" she said. "I thought, if you were up for it, we could watch the new episode?"
Anya normally had a ritual with her eldest daughter where they would lay in bed together and watch the new Downton Abbey. With all that had happened, she had completely forgotten there was a new episode this week.
"Oh! Well... um..." Anya could see the hope in her daughter's eyes, and found herself relenting. She was so pretty, after all... "Oh, why not? Come on over. I shouldn't be too contagious!"
'What am I doing??' she thought to herself, suddenly in a panic. 'What if she finds out?? Why did I invite her in???' It was already too late, though. Her daughter was coming toward her!
"Yay!" Georgia grinned and hopped onto the bed, crawling under the covers beside her mother. She snuggled in close and opened the laptop, the episode already cued up.
Anya bit her lip and wrapped her arm around her daughter's shoulder. She could feel her cock starting to twitch, and did her best to keep her mind off of it. Despite herself, she glanced down, her eyes falling directly on Georgia's cleavage. The brunette was already wearing her night clothes, which consisted of a grey tank top and a pair of loose, pink pajama bottoms.
Staring at Georgia's breasts, Anya could feel herself getting harder. The episode had already started, but she wasn't paying any attention. The only thing she could focus on was her own daughter's nubile young body...
"Um... Mom?!?"
Her breathing began to grow ragged. She licked her lips, her mouth growing dry.
"MOM?!?"
Anya finally snapped out of it and looked up at her daughter's face. "W-what is it, Sweetie?" she stammered.
"W-w-what is THAT??" George replied.
Anya looked down. The laptop was tilted at a nearly 45 degree angle, one end being lifted off the bed by her now fully raging erection! The sheets were tented over her crotch, and it was impossible to hide what was throbbing beneath.
"Um... I uh... I..." Anya panicked, not knowing what she should do.
George didn't wait for her mother to react, grabbing the covers and pulling them aside. Anya's boner was already sticking out of the leg of her panties. It stood straight up from her pelvis, the thick head twitching as it swayed back and forth.
"Jesus..." George breathed, her hand flying to cover her mouth in surprise. She looked up at her mother, who could only seem to sit there, frozen in silence.
"How... How did this..." Georgia stared at her mother's cock again, and slowly reached for it.
"Honey, no... don't!" Anya finally managed, but her daughter already had her hand wrapped around it.
Anya's shaft throbbed in George's grip, and she let out an involuntary moan.
"This is... I don't understand!" Georgia breathed. She seemed more curious now than anything else. There was a sudden flash in her eyes... Was it... arousal? She leaned forward, her fingers gently running up and down along her mother's length.
Anya began to tremble. Her daughter's touch was driving her wild. Precum started to leak from the tip of her cock, and oozed it's way down her rigid shaft.
Georgia watched it crawl along the skin until it rolled over her own fingers. She licked her lips and leaned forward, planting a kiss on her mom's bulbous head.
"Georgia, no!" Anya croaked in protest, but her hips pushed up off the bed, shoving her cock hard against her daughter's face.
