Long time, no post, everybody. Big apology for that, turns out writers block is a real sonofabitch sometimes. Anyways, this little idea popped into my head the other night while trying to fall asleep and manifested itself to where I had to write it down. Hope you enjoy.
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My name is Eric, and for a majority of my life, I was perfectly normal. I worked, I had friends, I had hobbies and interests, and had a not very successful love life. Actually, being a virgin at 25 wasn't really what I would consider successful in any way, but on the plus side, I never worried about getting that call from a lover saying "We need to talk..." Aside from all of that, I was alone in life after the rest of my family was killed by a drunk driver five years ago. It took a long time to get over their deaths, and I miss them completely, but the silver lining was that I inherited a whole hell of a lot more than I thought my family was worth. Turns out owning stock was a better idea than I thought, but whatever. Today though, countless lawyers and attorneys are probably fighting tooth and nail to get their greasy hands on it after my disappearance.
I had gotten off of work late again the night it happened. One of the other guys left early because he had a date. I unlocked the back door, checked the mail, stripped and headed for the shower. I got out and took a look at myself in the mirror while drying off. I wasn't in the best shape in the world, but I wasn't a complete train wreck either. Suffice it to say that I was completely average. Being that it was almost midnight, and I had to open in the morning, I crawled into bed and slowly dozed off into a fitful sleep. Then the dream started.
I guess I should explain that. For about two weeks, every night I had been having the same dream. I would be in this opulent mansion walking around looking for an exit. Looking through the windows, the sky was a twisted pink and red swirl, and the landscape was open fields as far as I could see. As I explored, a feeling of being followed would start to creep up on me, and the most sensual woman's voice would be teasing me on with sweet nothings that seemed to come from the walls. Finally, I would reach the front double doors, which were meticulously etched to depict an amazing orgy, but as I reach out to grab the door handle, two hands would grab my shoulders and spin me around, and there would be the most beautiful woman ever looking at me. Except, something was off about her.
She was too perfect, if that's possible. Black hair came down to the middle of her back, framing a pair of deep blue eyes and a pair of lips that were permanently curved up in the sexiest smile. I never got to see the rest of her, because at this point she would mold herself to me, drawing me in to a soul sucking kiss. As I tried to maintain the illusion, I would feel myself waking up to sweaty sheets and a painfully hard erection.
This night however, when I woke up panting and on the verge of cumming, I could just feel something was off. Before I could move though, countless slender hands wrapped around every part of me and pulled me down into my bed. This was immediately followed by the sensation of being pulled though my bed, and then falling. I was screaming though the hand covering my mouth when I landed softly in a room painted completely blood red. The hands retracted briefly, then came back and something was placed over my nose and mouth. Instantly, I thought chloroform, but as I reflexively drew a stunned and disorganized breath, I felt more energized than lethargic. The other hands returned to start massaging my arms and legs, and my cock started to rise. Without control, my hips began to squirm and my breathing got heavier, thereby drawing in more of whatever filled my lungs with a burning urge to mate. The door opened slowly, and as I looked up, there She stood there above me.
Her body was incredible, despite the light red tint to her skin. She didn't say a word, she just looked down at me with that perfect smile, then made a hand gesture in front of her. Effortlessly, I was lifted up until I was eye level with her, then she fixed me with her sultry gaze...and everything...got...foggy. Her lips were moving, but I couldn't hear anything she was saying. My eyes grew heavy, and before long, I was unconscious, floating on a sea of bliss.