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Subject: {ASSM} What Dreams May Cum, by Ed Rider (MF)
Date: Wed, 20 Feb 2002 20:10:07 -0500
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* Disclaimer: The following piece is a work of pornography. Because    *
* the characters in it do not have to deal with the consequences of    *
* their actions, they put themselves in situations that are            *
* undesirable in real life. The primary intent of this text is to      *
* sexually arouse the reader. If this makes you uncomfortable, or if   *
* you are 19.5 years of age or younger, please stop reading now.       *

What Dreams May Cum (MF)
by Ed Rider

Ever since she was a little girl, Eva always felt like she was leading
a double life. For nearly every night she slept, she had a long and
detailed dream, and when she woke up enough of it stuck to her memory
that she felt positively full of the remembrance of things that had
never happened to her. For this reason she could seem a little flighty
at times, but she could hardly help it if she had as many memories of
being a princess in a faraway land as she had of her childhood.

In her adult life, the dreams had come and gone, sometimes appearing
every night and filling her thoughts, other times  going away for
months. For a while the dreams had been mostly absent, but then, they
came back in full force. It was the change that did it, she once
explained to herself. Whenever her life changed in some substantial
way, the dreams popped back into her life.

Eva had just changed jobs, and because of it moved to a new apartment
building across town where she didn't really know anyone. That must
have brought back the dreams. And what dreams! One day Eva was walking
down the hall to her apartment, and passed a woman with curly golden
hair walking the other direction. The two smiled and nodded, having
seen each other a few times before but had not been introduced. Then,
as she neared her door, Eva nearly dropped the bag of groceries she
was carrying.

All of a sudden Eva remembered that she had just had a dream about that
woman. She blushed to think of what she had seen -- in a dream, but no
less vivid in her memory than "real" sights. Last night Eva had walked
through the halls of her apartment. Everything was bathed in a very
funny blue-green light, and Eva couldn't find the door to her own
apartment. Every time she thought she was getting closer, it seemed like
the numbers all switched themselves around on her.

Finally she came to an apartment whose door was wide open. Eva wandered
in. It wasn't her room, it was the place of that woman -- Sally, that
was her name. Eva thought that Sally wasn't home, but then she walked
through an open door into the bedroom, and there Sally was.

At first Eva didn't see Sally; Sally was naked, entwined with her lover
on the bed. Her lover was a dark-haired man, nice body, Eva couldn't see
his face. They kissed and caressed each other, Sally's hands running all
over his bare back. Eva crept up closer to get a better look, and as she
did, the man stood up on his knees and, finding Sally's wet hole with
his fingers, pushed his erect cock into her.

He collapsed on top of her, and Sally moaned, feeling fully the
penetration of her lover. They fucked slowly and surely in the
missionary position, Eva could not see much, so she knelt near the
head of the bed, and listened to Sally's breathing, watching her rising
and falling breast, little moans escaping her lips in counterpoint to
her man's grunting sighs. Eva's hand went down to her own pussy, and
she rubbed her clit, gaining pleasure from that of the lovers.

After a few minutes the man paused, finally withdrawing, and then
Sally rolled over and got up on her hands and knees. Then they resumed,
the man's strokes coming quicker, and Sally's cries of pleasure growing
louder. Eva observed the man's face, which was taut with concentration,
his eyes closed with pleaure. He really was handsome, Eva thought.

After just a short while of fucking like that, Sally moaning and pushing
herself back on her man's cock with each thrust, her breasts swinging
back and forth as she did, Sally came. She came with an almost piercing
cry, and then collapsed on the bed panting. Her lover sank into a
sitting position on the bed. His cock was still very stiff, and he
stroked it languidly. This had Eva's full attention. She leaned over
the bed until his prick was right in front of  her face, his hand gently
squeezing, covering and uncovering that cute cockhead.

But... just as Eva wondered with a delicious thrill how the man was
going to get off that night, close enough to his crotch to smell him,
to lick him, her heart fluttered and with a start, the image of the
man fled, and Eva returned to the waking world.

So that was why Eva had been so horny in the morning. She had forgotten
all about it. But she was not going to forget again. For that night,
she had another sexy dream, in which she could watch up close as a
woman sucked off her lover, and then straddled his face to get some
oral attention for herself. When Eva woke up, she found that her hand
was on her crotch, and she had been pleasurably rubbing herself. That
morning she masturbated in the shower thinking about her dream, and
afterwards lay down on the bathmat so she could finger herself to
orgasm.

The dreams continued. The strangest thing about them was that they all
involved people who lived in the same apartment building as Eva, most
of them on the same floor. Sally -- that was the woman with the golden
hair -- lived just down the hall. Apparently she had a regular
boyfriend, as Eva had frequent dreams about her and the same dark
haired fellow she had see fucking the first time.

If the dreams could be believed, Eva knew a whole lot about the private
lives of her neighbors. Francine, a dark-haired beauty in 2D, liked to
sleep with lots of different men, and enjoyed anal sex. 2A, Jonathan,
did not often have sex with his girlfriend Elaine, who enjoyed the
missionary position. However, he had had a furtive encounter with a
very tall woman who had loudly enjoyed Jonathans tongue, and jacked him
off in return. 2F, Helen, turned out to be a lesbian, whose partner
was a gorgeous redhead with frizzy hair who insisted on sixty-nining
with Helen as often as possible. 2I -- Fred, a middle-aged man living
with his wife Jessie, like to be tied up. Eva found it strangely
exciting to watch Jessie toying with her man, stroking his cock and
pushing his face between her thighs.

Those were the regulars. But it seemed like many others managed to
get themselves into chance hook-ups. Matt, in 2E, brought home an
apparent stranger, a nice girl, with blond hair and slightly overweight,
and the two of them had what looked to Eva like a nice lay. But she
hadn't yet made a repeat appearance. Jack, an older gentleman in 2J had
on two occasions had prostitutes up to his room. At his direction, each
had given him a striptease, and then a lengthy, slobbery blow job.

It was enough to give Eva a dream almost every single night. Eva
took to keeping her dildo on her bedside table, and several times she
woke up in the morning with the plastic phallus either nestled inside
her or close at hand. Eva almost wished she had less active neighbors,
just to give her a break for a while. It was also tough passing by the
demure Francine in the hall, and knowing that the night before she was
biting her lip at the pleasure of easing her wet pussy down onto some
new guy's cock, and then riding it to orgasm.

That was something that Eva had to wonder about. Were these things in
her dreams *really* happening? They seemed so real that sometimes it
was impossible to believe otherwise. Plus, sometimes Eva would dream
about someone she had never seen before, and then later see him or her
around the apartment. How was that possible?

As the dreams continued, this mystery grew on Eva. Eventually she
figured that she would have to test the reality of the dreams herself.
And she knew just how to do it, too.

2B was a guy named Mark, who was shy and hadn't said much to Eva before.
Eva hadn't ever had a dream about him, although she had seen him around
many times, and he always seemed pleased when she smiled at him. As Eva
figured it, if she knew he had sex on a particular night, and then she
dreamt about it, she would know her dreams showed the truth. And of
course, the easiest way to know when he had sex, was to go over there
and do him herself.

So on the next possible opportunity, Eva started up a casual
conversation with Mark. From there it was a matter of dropping a few
hints to get him to invite her in. They ended up sitting on the couch
watching television. Eva was not about to let shyness get in the way
of her experiment, so she simply sidled up next to Mark and put a hand
on his chest, rubbing gently. When he turned to look at her, she kissed
him hard on the lips. And things progressed nicely from there.

They didn't fuck that day, but unsuprisingly enough, they ended up
spending more time together, and one night, as it was getting late and
Eva was in Mark's apartment, she simply stripped off her clothes and
invited him back into the bedroom. Mark followed with a stiff dick.

Eva sat on the side of the bed, and Mark came over to her, clumsily
trying to get out of his clothes. Eva helped him by taking off his
belt, undoing the button of his pants, unzipping and pushing them down
to his ankles. His shorts went with the pants, and there was his cock,
limp but gradually waking up as Eva got it into her mouth and sucked,
her tongue working him all over.

His cock grew, warm and bulging in her mouth, and Eva pulled back,
leaving his cock slick with her saliva. Then she lay back on the bed
and spread her legs with an inviting smile. Luckily Mark didn't need
to be coaxed through everything. He got on top of Eva and kissed her,
his weight pressing Eva into the bed and making her horny with the
anticipation of receiving his cock.

He entered her, and they fucked enthusiastically. On her back was not
Eva's favorite position but it could be -- oh! -- rather pleasurable
sometimes. Mark was not a skilled lover, but he made up for it by going
hard and fast, which Eva appreciated. She raised up her legs and
wrapped them around him, spurring him on with her heels on his back,
driving him very deep into her wet cunt.

But then he came, too soon for Eva's liking, but then, she would have
the answer to her experiment either way. It was a good idea, she
reflected, to do this. She was a bit fond of Mark from them hanging
out together, and she was definitely going to keep fucking him. He was
eager and would probably get better in time. In the meantime, they lay
spooned together, and Eva let herself think that perhaps something
lovely would come from all these dreams.

That night Eva had no dream, none that she could remember. This rather
puzzled her. Mark had fucked. Why didn't she have a dream about it?
Maybe it would happen a few days after the sex. Or maybe she would have
to do it a few more times in order to dream about it. Oh well, she
would have to keep fucking Mark to find out.

And then, two days later, she had another dream. Francine (that slut)
had found yet another man. This was was the best yet, tall and very
muscular. Eva drooled to watch him take off his clothes, and then
got very wet when she got to watch Francine on her knees grabbing onto
the headboard, grunting as the man slowly and gently worked his cock
into her ass.

Eva awoke nearly out of breath. She got out her dildo and started
fucking herself with it, lying stretched out on her back and pushing it
into her with one hand. Her other hand tweaked her nipples, and she
came rather quickly. Why had she dreamt about Francine? Was that an
actual event that she had seen in her sleep? If so, why hadn't she
dreamt about her and Mark?

Eva got her answer the very next night. In her dream, she walked out
the door of her apartment, wearing only her flimsy nightie. She walked
all the way down to 2J, and knocked on the door. Jack answered and
invited her in. Eva stood in the middle of his living room, and slowly
turned around and around, letting him admire her. Then she slipped out
of the nightgown and turned around again, squeezing her breasts and
pushing out her ass so that her charms were not lost on him.

Jack now had his pants off and was quite hard. Eva came over to him,
kissed him on the lips, and then gently slid down to her knees. She took
his cock in her mouth and began sucking. She licked his shaft and kissed
it all over, spreading around her spit like she had seen other girls
do. She looked up at him with doe eyes as she massaged his slippery
cock. Then she went back to sucking, taking his cock deeper into her
mouth than she thought possible, feeling her nose nestle in his pubic
hair.

Eva woke up and sat up in bed with a jolt. Her breath was ragged. Oh oh,
she thought. Why did I have to wake up so early? His cock felt so nice
and warm. But then she realised something with a shudder. Certainly
she was not one of the girls Jack had ever had. Probably he had never
had any girls at all. She hadn't dreamed about her having sex with Mark
and probably never would. None of her dreams were real, but rather the
product of her overactive imagination.

Oh my, thought Eva, what a horny girl I am!

end.

* please email me your comments, questions or other concerns:
* Ed_Rider7@hotmail.com


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