The sound of soft groans and moans slowly drifted to her ears. As she regained consciousness, she began noticing a familiar sensation on her skin. It was like a gentle pecking and sucking that traveled the surface of her skin and under her was a cloud begging her to relax and fall into it. Her body instinctively responded to the gentle poking and prodding; the distant moaning grew louder with her awareness. Something grazed her stomach.
The sudden realization caused her eyes to shoot open and raise her head. She was met with a pair of endless black oceans, ready to devour her the first chance they get.
The man before her smiled seductively, "There you are. Care to join us." he said as he returned to stimulating her body with his kisses. Before she could reject his advances the cause of the moaning caught her attention. Not even a foot away was a pile of bodies intricately intertwined. She immediately noticed a girl in the center. On all fours, she was balanced between two men impaling her and a third stuffing her face. That was all she could make out before realizing the situation and quickly averting her eyes to avoid further embarrassment.
The man chuckled from her reaction. He then lowered himself and whispered in her ear "Don't worry, I'll make sure you have just as much fun." As the last word left his lips he thrust himself into her. Gasping for air she clung to his broad shoulders. Seeming to take that as a sign of encouragement, he began thrashing his hips. Going deeper and faster than before his body felt like waves crashing over her. She allowed herself to get lost and fall into his rhythm. Doe-y eyed she looked up at the stranger; . He grinned, almost as if in response, and devoured her plump lips in a passionate kiss. Moments turned to an eternity later, just as she felt yet another bolt of electricity slowly diminish in her body she got a new surprise. "Ahhh!" Escaped her lips as a warm liquid filled her body. His passionate thrusts slowed to random gentle strokes. True to his word, she never felt like she was missing out. Exhausted, she drifted back to sleep.
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She awoke the next morning feeling light and refreshed, though her lower back throbbed slightly. Like a flower, she stretched towards the warm rays of sun that peaked through the curtains. Her eyes shot open. As she looked around the room it began to sink in that this wasn't her room. She continued to look around as she contemplated things. The room was pretty basic. There was a huge bed on the left side of the room, at the foot of the bed was a plush bench, and two cushioned chairs faced the bench. The room was big and had a connecting bathroom-closet combo. She looked down at her naked body and remembered why the room seemed familiar, it was in her dream.
In a panic she leaped off the bed and catapulted herself into the closet. After freshening up and throwing on an oversized sweatshirt and some jeans, she sat down at the small green loveseat in the corner of the room. She thought, worry written all over her face. This house looks old but well kept. Should I look around? Hell no, what if someone sees me- and starts talking! But I can't just sit here, they will see me eventually. Okay Sadie suck it up you gotta do this. Let's just walk out the door. It'll be fine. Fighting!>
Sadie walked into the empty hall and listened for signs of life. Satisfied from not finding any she turned right and began her journey through the house. There was nothing significant about the place. The hallway was small, barely big enough for two people to walk side-by-side and the walls were like an eggshell white. She passed a few doors on the way but snooping would only increase the likelihood of running into someone else so she decided against it. As she grew closer to the front of the house she heard faint sounds of talking, but they didn't seem to be in the house or coming in her direction so she planned on slowly opening the front door and sneaking off to the side. Unfortunately for her, the odds were not in her favor. Just as she exited the hall and made a beeline towards the front door it abruptly opened and smacked her in the forehead. The recoil pushed her back and she fell on her butt in pain. The new bruise she would be sporting was unfortunate but what was even more unfortunate was the perpetrator, because looking down at her was none other than Dreamer Boy- the very person she was hoping to avoid.
