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MRWADE.207                                         By Master Wade



                         The Dream Girls


     Andrea slipped in and out of conciousness, deeply emersed in
dreams one moment, aware of her condition the next.  She stood,
legs apart, in the center of a round room.  Her wrists and ankles
were cuffed and held apart by heavy chains which were attached to
the ceiling and floor.  Her evening gown was bunched around her
middle, the top pulled down to bare her breasts, the bottom portion
raised and bound around her waist by nylon cord.
     Danny Miller watched the coed bend at the knees, yet another
time, lowering herself once more onto the continuously vibrating
fake cock between her legs.  Looking into the screen of monitor
number three, Danny watched a closeup of the big plastic dick
sliding between her cunt lips, and smiled as she began moving her
hips again, fucking herself with what appeared to be limitless
desire.
     Danny sat at a console in the control room, one of five
similarly sized rooms which circled the room in which Andrea was
bound.  Four other men watched Andrea, their eyes moving from the
overall view afforded them through the two-way mirrors, to the
monitors fed by video cameras.  The cameras were placed
strategically to record the twenty-year-old woman's movements with
embarassing intimacy.
     Andrea had no recollection of being brought to this place. 
Prior to her awareness of being impaled on the thick phallus which
was now churning away inside her vagina, Andrea knew only that she
had been sitting on a couch at Danny's apartment, relaxing after a
night of dancing at one of the University social functions.
     Now, her body moved of its own volition, her hips working
lustily, her thighs trembling from the strain of lowering her upper
body over and over again, her back muscles tense as she pushed her
breasts outward, into the crystal clear plexiglass stanchions which
somehow knew to close themselves against her nipples when she
pressed her full young breasts into them.  Another orgasm began
racking her body, and Andrea's head flew back once more, her long
blonde hair tossing sexily as her mouth opened and the moaning
began again.
     Danny and the other men were pleased, not only by the
performance of the sexy young woman, but also by the success of
their latest invention, a serum which caused their subject to re-
live, in a dream-like state, every sexually arousing event of a
lifetime.
     Andrea's first recollections under the serum had been relaxing
ones, warm fuzzy memories of being held by her parents, of the
smell of her mother's perfume and her father's aftershave.  There
were fleeting, yet strong, recollections of the softness of her
mother's skin and the rough stubble of her father's beard.  Andrea
had grown wet at memories of first touches, caresses of her body by
a variety of people during her youth, caresses which were outwardly
innocent, but which sparked sexual tension that she could feel.
     The first orgasm had come while Andrea remembered playing
"Doctor" with one of her playmates.  The memory was as real as if
it had all been happening over again.  She could see the smile on
the boy's face as he ran his hand up her leg and could remember the
tingling feeling she had as she let him touch her between the legs.

She remembered the feel of his little penis in her hand and the
sensation of him pushing his finger into her anus.
     From early childhood memories, Andrea's dreams had moved
quickly into more seriously sexual encounters.  Baby-sitting
experiences where older men had touched her, too-intimate snuggling
by aunts and uncles, lewd comments by boys her own age, the stares
of men in the stands as they watched her cheerleading skirt fly
around her waist, the busy hands of boys at parties, the always-
expected attempts to get into her bra and panties on dates...her
dreams were a barrage of sensuous memories, all piling on top of
each other and driving her body into frenzy after frenzy.
     Andrea's legs straightened just enough to move the vibrating
cock into contact with her sore, but still hungry, clitoris.  She
saw herself in bed with Jean, one of her cheerleading friends, and
the erotic tension of feeling the young girl's naked body pressed
against her own returned, as if it were happening all over again. 
She could almost smell the White Shoulders perfume that Jean always
wore.  It was if she could feel Jean's short brown hair tickling
her neck as Jean's lips nibbled at her earlobes.  She remembered
the tensing of her body as Jean's hand moved over her ass-cheeks,
the wonderful anticipation of waiting to see where the other girl's
fingers would go, the overwhelming desire to feel Jean's fingers
caressing her wet pussy.
     Remembering the pleasure of Jean's lips on her nipples, Andrea
pushed herself against the plexiglass stanchions once more, feeling
them tighten against her hard nipples, much the same way that
Jean's mouth had done that night.  She swallowed, and a wave of
remembrance ran through her body as she pictured herself moving
down Jean's slim young frame, kissing the other girl's body
hungrily, tasting another girl's sexual juices for the first time.
     Danny opened the door and walked quickly to the writhing
Andrea.  It was important to give the girl this injection while she
was in the midst of orgasm, and he expertly slipped the needle into
her arm at just the right moment.  Andrea's contorted body
continued convulsing until the orgasm was over and then hung
limply, all her weight supported by the chains attached to her
wrist cuffs.
     Danny held Andrea up and motioned for his assistants to help
him.  The other men entered, disconnected the cuffs and, after
helping Danny restore the young girl's clothing to some resemblance
of normalcy, helped him carry her outside to his van.
     When Andrea awoke she found herself on Danny's couch, covered
by a light blanket, still clothed in her gown.
     "Gee, you must have really been tired," Danny said, smiling at
her from a nearby chair.
     Andrea sat up quickly and looked around herself.  Her
movements were painful; she felt as if she had just run a marathon.
     "I had the most incredible dream," she said, rubbing her eyes,
finding it hard to believe it had all been a dream.  "How long was
I asleep?"
     "Well, it's almost four in the morning," he replied.  "I guess
you were out for a couple of hours."
     "It felt like longer than that.  I think I just relived my
whole life in my dreams!  Gosh...I'm sorry that I fell asleep...I
guess I'm not much of a date, huh?"
     "Well, you'll just have to make it up to me somehow," Danny
said, smiling.  "It's really okay.  I slept a nap too...I guess we
were both tired."
     Andrea's thoughts were still on the room.  She looked at her
wrists, expecting to see marks there from the cuffs, but while they
were sore, there was no evidence to suggest she had been doing
anything but dreaming.
     "I WILL make it up to you...I promise," Andrea said, confused
but eager to have Danny ask her out again.  "But right now, I think
I'd better get back to the dorm...I'm still worn out.  Do you mind
too much?"
     "No, not at all," Danny said.  "Why don't we have dinner
Friday night? Would you like that?"
     "I'd love it," Andrea replied.  "And I promise I'll get a lot
of sleep between now and then.  Maybe I'll be able to stay awake,
at least through dinner."  Andrea smiled sheepishly.  She really
wanted to stay and find out what it would be like to fuck the good
looking senior chemistry major, but, for whatever reason, she felt
like she'd been fucking all night already.

     "That was unreal, man...when do we get to see the tapes?" 
Eddie Michaels sat in the floor, leaning back against one of the
bunk-beds that covered the east wall of his friend's dorm room. 
Also in the room were two more college senior's who had been
observers of Andrea's passion.
     "We gotta be patient," Danny said.  "You know what Jensen
said...we get too anxious and the whole deal is off.  This is too
good to screw up, you know what I mean?"
     "Damn right," added Glen Wilson, "let's don't do anything to
piss Jensen off!  She was one hot little bitch though, wasn't she?"
     "God...I couldn't believe it!  Wouldn't you like to know what
she was dreaming about?"  Max Burton was from upper New York state.
     "Yeah, but what I want most is to get some of that...and I
just hope that Jensen comes through like he promised.  He holds all
the cards here, you know."
     "Hey, you're the one dating her, Danny...you'll get some of it
whether we do or not.  We're the ones that have to count on
Jensen."
     "That's true, but I'm still hot to see her get ganged...and I
can't pull that off by myself."
     "Have you talked to him yet?", asked Glen.
     "Going to see him after class today.  I'll let you know what
he says."

     David Jensen had been a professor at the University for
fifteen years.  Now in his forties, Jensen had enjoyed the college
environment, especially the access to so many young women.  He'd
dated them off and on, finding it relatively easy to get them in
bed, but more challenging to get them to do all the things he
wanted them to do.
     Jensen's experiments in sleep patterns had led him to the
discovery of the serum which had been used so successfully with
Andrea Peters.  While it was not possible, yet, to know the exact
content of a subject's dreams, it was certainly possible to dictate
the general nature of their dreams, and it was this ability to
focus the subjects thoughts on previous sexual encounters that had
fascinated Jensen in the extreme.
     It had been a relatively simple matter to outfit the "dream
room" with the accessories that made it such a "stimulating"
environment.  He had needed no help from anyone in the installation
of the equipment the room needed, but he had found it especially
helpful to have the help of Danny and his friends when it came to
handling the young women he performed his experiments on.  It was
far too risky to use the subjects who he worked with regularly. 
One accusation from a "patient" in the sleep therapy program and he
would find his career over.  It was much better to let the young
men bring him girls who would think only that they had passed out
and been dreaming.
     It had been Danny's idea to involve his other friends, and
Jensen had agreed reluctantly.  He knew that Danny was a group sex
freak, and while it also excited him, he was also aware of the
dangers involved in including too many people.
     "So, what did you think?", Danny asked him, as they sat in
Jensen's office after class.
     "I thought it went well.  She is very responsive, and you sure
picked out a doll."
     "Yeah...she's prime stuff.  How long before we can play with
her?"
     "Well, as you know, my only concern is that we be sure she
doesn't wake up too early.  We've got to make sure that she keeps
floating in and out of dreams while we're all in there with her. 
She wakes up and finds herself being gang-banged and we're up a
creek."
     "The guy's are anxious, but they're cool.  They just wondered
what's next."
     "Are you fucking her yet?", Jensen asked.
     "Not yet, but we're going out again Friday night."
     "When you can get her to start sleeping over with you it will
be easier and safer.  I don't have any problem with giving her the
serum at your place, except, of course, that we won't be able to
film it all."
     "Yeah, I thought about that too.  But if we do her first in
the room, and get it on film, then we can start doing her at my
place?"
     "Yes, I think so.  But don't get any big ideas about shooting
her up on your own.  You do that, and we're all in trouble.  You
understand?"
     Danny nodded.  He sure wasn't going to buck Jensen on this
one.  There was far too much to lose.

     After the dance and her date with Danny, Andrea found it hard
to keep her mind off sex.  The dreams kept coming back to her,
almost as intensely as they had that night.  She didn't understand
the reason for it all, but assumed that it had to do with her
growing interest in the handsome young man.  Her pussy and tits had
been so sore, not to mention her leg and back muscles, that it had
been hard for Andrea to believe that Danny hadn't fucked her during
her sleep.  But she had no recollection of anything like that at
all.  All she could remember were the dreams and the strange room. 
That part of the dream had seemed the most real of all, but there
was no question that she had fallen asleep in Danny's room and
awakened there.
     Andrea found herself being excited by a multitude of new
things.  She looked at her fellow students in a new way, both male
and female.  Even Danny's friends began exciting her.  She was sure
it was her imagination, but there were some of them who looked at
her as if they shared some secret, one which was totally sexual in
nature.  She began to think what it would be like to fuck some of
them, not only Danny's friends, but some of her own friends as
well.
     Andrea and Cindy Belcher had roomed together for two years.
The two girls looked enough alike that they were often mistaken for
each other, or thought to be sisters.  Andrea had always thought
that Cindy was attractive, but she had only recently begun to think
of her as a potential sexual partner.  Remembering so vividly the
encounter she had enjoyed with Jean, years ago, she began to
picture enjoying similar liberties with the blonde Cindy.  Watching
her undress at night and laying in bed only a few feet away from
her, Andrea began masturbating while imagining what it would be
like to taste her young friend.  She wondered if Cindy ever had
similar thoughts and how she could find out without endangering
their relationship.  But mostly she thought about Cindy's nipples
and Cindy's clit and Cindy on her back with her legs open wide and
the juice from Cindy's little pussy all over her face. 

     Friday night finally came.  Jensen finally told the young men
that they would be allowed to play with Andrea some that evening,
but only a limited amount.  It was a risk that had to be taken in
order to determine just what their limits were.  Danny was
instructed to get Andrea in his bed after giving her a drink with
the serum in it.  Given orally the serum was not as powerful as
when injected, but it was sufficient to allow them to get the girl
to the room, where an injection could be given and more serious
work begun.
     Danny could tell a difference in Andrea from the beginning of
their evening.  She was much more amorous, a good sign, since it
was important for him to bed her.  She had dressed simply, but
sexily, wearing a plain black dress that clung to her delightful
young body tightly and which revealed most of her long and
beautiful legs.
     It was no problem for Danny to give her the drink, nor to get
her in his bed.  She was as good as he had hoped she would be, and
his memories of watching her in the room only added to the pleasure
he found in fucking her.  After her orgasm she fell asleep quickly
and soundly, making it easy for them to transport her to the room
for the rest of the evening's entertainment.
     Jensen always found a perverse excitement in watching the
college boys carry in the blonde.  It would have been exciting to
see them accompany her even if she had been concious, but there was
something especially erotic about seeing them bring her in in their
arms, her limbs hanging loosely, her eyes closed, her dress and
hair in disarray...being brought to him for sex.
     Jensen had the men strip her and put her in the cuffs,
instructing them to forgo the nipple clamping bars and the
vibrating cock this time.  He gave her the injection, holding her
vaginal lips apart and inserting the needle into the folds which
covered her hard little clit.  He could have inserted it anywhere,
but he liked watching her hips jerk when he put the needle in at
that most sensitive of places.
     Andrea began dreaming almost immediately, the dreams coming in
the same order as they had before, her life spilling out before
her, a succession of arousing incidences from her past.  Danny
began the cameras, adjusting them electronically so that they
covered the areas desired.
     Jensen sent the young men to the observation rooms and
remained in the room with Andrea alone.  He waited until the young
blonde began moving her body sensuously before touching her, and
used his fingers and lips to replace the artificial stimulators
which Andrea had enjoyed before.  Her responsiveness was as before,
complete and genuine, and Jensen found his cock growing hard as he
felt the coed fucking herself against his fingers and squirming at
his clamping lips on her nipples.  His arousal was much more rapid
than he had anticipated, and throwing caution to the wind, he tore
his cock out of his pants and thrust himself up into Andrea,
fucking her quickly and spilling his seed into her young and
spasming pussy.
     Having emptied himself into her, Jensen allowed the college
men to take her one at a time, as the camera's rolled. 
Understanding the ebb and flow of Andrea's dreams, the men allowed
her to ride the tide of arousal which accompanied them, and entered
her just when she needed it most.
     It pleased Jensen and the men to see that there appeared to be
no likelihood of her awakening, even with them using her
themselves.  They became more and more bold, enjoying Andrea with
increasing vigor and passion and becoming less and less concerned
that she would know what was happening to her.
     Time went by quickly, and Jensen called a halt to their fun,
wanting to be certain that Andrea was back at Danny's before she
awoke.  By the time she did, she had been asleep next to Danny for
nearly two hours.
     Andrea awoke, groggily, her body sore once again, amazed that
being with Danny could tire her so easily.  She felt as if he had
taken her over and over again, and yet she could only remember that
one long session of fucking, which, while delightful, had hardly
seemed enough to make her so sore.  Slowly she became aware that
she had been dreaming again, and that her dreams had included the
same room she had dreamed about before.  With some embarrassment
and even more arousal, she began to remember bits and pieces of her
dreams, including the men, Danny's friends, who had fucked her
there in that room.  What an amazing thing that Danny brought out
such naughty passion in her!  Not only was he a great lay, but he
even managed to influence her dreams!

     Cindy was unmerciful in her teasing of Andrea.  Andrea had not
expected to spend the entire night at Danny's but she had no
regrets that she had.  Cindy, who had been known to stay out all
night quite a few times herself, made it clear that she was aware
of Andrea's new-found passionate nature where Danny was concerned. 
Andrea found her teasing exciting, especially since she was now
even more attracted to her than ever before.  She didn't know why
it was that being with Danny made her want other people just that
much more, but she was enjoying the new lust that was a part of her
nature.  If Cindy thought of her as a more sexual person than
before, it certainly couldn't hurt anything.
     Cindy had found it impossible NOT to notice that Andrea had
her mind on sex more than ever before.  She felt Andrea's eyes on
her all the time, it seemed, especially when she was dressing or
undressing. It was a pleasant feeling, and Cindy certainly didn't
mind, but she wasn't sure if she should show her appreciation of
it.  Andrea had never given her any sign that she ever had bisexual
thoughts, although Cindy expected that she probably did.  She'd
certainly had plenty of them herself, and she couldn't count the
times that she had laid quietly in bed, pretending to be asleep,
while watching Andrea play with herself in the bed next to her. 
That was happening with regularity now, and Cindy found it more and
more difficult to stay in her own bed.

     Jensen, bouyed by the results of his experiments with Andrea,
and finding it exciting to see the other young men fucking her,
became more and more confident in the serum and his ability to
control its effects.  The men began using Andrea in a much more
relaxed fashion, not bothering to bind her in the cuffs, but using
her on a small day bed which they placed in the center of the room.
Unconcerned with her awakening, and totally confident of his
ability to make her dreams last as long as he wished, Jensen
allowed Danny and his friends to gang-bang Andrea at will on those
evenings when they brought her to the room.  They began taking her
two and three at a time, their hard young cocks plunging in and out
of her mouth and cunt and ass.  The beauty of the serum was that it
did not knock the hot little blonde out, but only put her mind in
a dreaming state.  Her responses and her bodily movements were much
the same as if she had been totally awake.  She clung to the men,
her hands gripping them tightly as they screwed her, her mouth
responding to their kisses, her ass churning back at the cocks that
pumped her.
     It seemed that the more Andrea was given the serum, and the
more that she was fucked, the more her waking hours were filled
with thoughts of sex and with mental pictures of sexual encounters
which she believed to have occurred only in her dreams.  Regularly
now she was dreaming of Danny's friend's taking her, both by
themselves and together, and more and more she began wanting her
dreams to become a reality for her.  She had to talk to someone
about it, had to find the courage somehow to see if it was possible
to make her dreams come true.

     "Do you dream much?", Andrea asked Cindy one evening.  She was
laying on her side on the bed, watching Cindy apply lotion to her
legs.
     "Not too much.  Why?", Cindy asked, purposely caressing her
long legs for Andrea's benefit.
     "I just wondered.  I seem to dream all the time anymore.  I
dream about sex all the time.  It's like everything I've ever been
turned on by comes back in my dreams at night.  And it all seems so
real that I am actually worn out sometimes and feel like I've
really been doing what I dream about."
     Cindy set the bottle of lotion on her desk and opened her legs
in a relaxed fashion, allowing Andrea to see between them as she
leaned forward, her elbows resting on her knees.  She wore a tank-
top which revealed most of her breasts as well.
     "Well, I seem to have sex on my mind more than usual too, but
I don't dream about it that much.  Who do you dream about?"
     Andrea found it extremely difficult not to stare at Cindy's
exposed pussy.  Surely she must have known that she was showing it
to her.
     "Everybody, almost.  I dream about Danny and his friends,
about people I knew when I was just a child...I even dream
about...you."
     "You dream about having sex with me?", Cindy asked, unmoving,
staring into Andrea's eyes.
     "Well, you are in my dreams and I guess..."
     "It's okay if you do, Andrea," Cindy interrupted.
     "It is?  Good.  I mean, I can't help what I dream about, can
I?" She shifted nervously on the bed, expecting Cindy to close her
legs, but she did not.
     "Actually, I'm very flattered.  I must confess that I
fantasize about you sometimes too."
     "Well, I wouldn't call it fantasizing to dream, exactly..."
     "Then you wouldn't want to have sex with me?", Cindy asked,
pointedly.
     "I didn't say that...it's just that...well, it isn't like I
sit around lusting after you or anything..."
     "So you do want to have sex with me?"
     Andrea blushed, unsure how to respond.  Cindy sat up straight
and leaned back against her desk, keeping her legs splayed open. 
While Andrea tried to decide how she should answer the question,
Cindy slid her tank-top up over her breasts, exposing them, and
toyed with her nipples.
     Andrea watched Cindy making her nipples hard.  She was naked
now from her breasts to her toes, and the little dark triangle of
hair at her pubis seemed to be an arrow pointing at her pussy.
     "Do you want it?", she finally asked, her voice breaking.
     "Yes.  I want it very much," Cindy said, sliding her left hand
down her belly until her fingers were rubbing her clitoris with
small circular motions.  She pulled back the folds of the little
hood covering her clit and tapped it with her fingertip.  "Come
kiss me, Andrea," she said.
     Andrea swallowed hard.  It was exactly what she had longed
for, what she had dreamed and fantasized about.  She slid off the
bed and crawled to Cindy on her hands and knees, her mouth watering
at what would soon be hers.
     Cindy continued to expose her swollen clit to Andrea as she
moved between her legs.
     "Kiss my thighs and smell me, Andrea," she said, as the blonde
grew near her.  Andrea obeyed, kissing the insides of Cindy's long
legs gently, her nostrils flaring as she sought the scent of wet
college girl pussy.
     "I watch you at night, Andrea," Cindy said, breathily.  "I
watch you lay in your bed and play with yourself.  And it makes me
so hot to see it.  It makes me hot to feel your eyes on me when I'm
undressing too, you know.  My pussy needs your sweet tongue, baby."
     Andrea felt lightheaded as she listened to Cindy's lusty
comments.  Her scent was heavy, yet pleasant, and she kissed
further up her room-mate's thighs until she could feel the pubic
hair grazing her nose.  Her tongue slid from her mouth and made
contact with the soft folds of Cindy's vagina.  Cindy jerked
slightly, and Andrea could hear her breath escaping, almost like
steam from a radiator.  She plunged her tongue in more deeply,
licking upward toward the clitoris of a girl her own age, a girl
who looked enough like her to be her sister.
     Cindy moved her hands to Andrea's blonde head and held it
tightly, moving lower in the chair to push her pussy at her
friend's face.  Andrea made no effort to move away, but licked
freely at her, tasting the juice, smelling the smell, feeling the
soft wet lips spreading as her mouth pushed into them.  Cindy's
hips began moving now, up and down, fucking freely at Andrea's
face, rubbing more juice onto her soft skin.  She pulled up at
Andrea's head, guiding her tongue to her throbbing clitoris,
wanting to feel it's softness on her little trigger of desire.
     Andrea sought out Cindy's clitoris, and finding it, twirled
her tongue against it, pleased by the reaction of her sexy friend,
who moaned hotly and began opened and closing her legs rythmically.
Andrea sucked and nibbled at Cindy's clit, working her lips and
tongue against it, and quickly brought the young coed to a feverish
orgasm.  She continued her assualt on the naked pussy, well past
the climax of Cindy's orgasm, pushing her legs back apart when the
young blonde tried to close them, and struggling to keep from being
pushed away by her no-longer-clinging hands.  She licked and
suckled, forcing Cindy to yet another orgasm, and then another,
until Cindy began begging for her to stop.
     When she finally gave in and stopped licking pussy, Andrea
crawled backward to the bed and sat on the edge of it, wiping her
face and mouth with the back of her hand.  She stared at Cindy as
the still-trembling young girl ran her fingers through her hair and
tugged the tank-top back down over her naked breasts.
     "Whew...God, girl!  You are unbelievable!  I didn't think you
were going to stop eating me."  She rubbed her fingers through her
sex, as if trying to dry herself.
     "I didn't want to stop," Andrea said, breathing deeply of the
still pungent aroma of Cindy's cunt juices on her face.
     "Well, now that we know you want it, you can have it whenever
you like.  You don't have to get it all at once, you know."  She
grinned at Andrea, pleased with both of them.  "Now, you MUST tell
me what ELSE you've been dreaming about lately!"
     Cindy moved onto the bed with Andrea and pulled her down
beside her.  She held her close and let Andrea tell her the full
story of her dreams and of her times with Danny.
     There was a lot to tell, and by the time she was done, Cindy
was enthralled by what she had heard.
     "Wow...I wish I had dreams like that," Cindy said, honestly
envious.
     "But it's wearing me out," Andrea said, sighing.  "I don't
feel as if I have slept any at all on those nights when I dream the
most.  I'm worried it will begin affecting my grades."
     "Well, you could always try Jensen's sleep therapy," Cindy
said.  "That's what they have that for, you know.  Maybe they could
learn something from your problem...if you want to call it that. 
I wish I had a problem like that."
     "Maybe I will.  I like the dreams, but I sometimes worry that
I'm cracking up.  It all seems so real.  But I don't know that I
can tell him about it.  I think I'll just wait and see if the
dreams stop now that I'm more sexually active.  Between you and
Danny, I should work out any frustrations I may have had before."

     Jensen, Danny, and the others continued "experimenting" with
Andrea regularly, injecting her and using her at least once a week.
Understandably, it was a highlight of the week for the men.  If
anything, Andrea seemed to respond even more hotly to their
attentions each time they had her.  Their library of videos grew by
leaps and bounds as they continued recording their usage of the
always-hungry young coed.
     What none of them knew, and what Andrea was only slowly
beginning to realize herself, was that she was developing an
immunity to the serum.  Week by week, encounter by encounter,
Andrea became more and more aware that she actually WAS awake
during the sessions with the men.  The revelation was so gradual,
and the pleasure she felt so intense, that by the time Andrea was
completely immune to the serum, she was totally engrossed in what
the men were doing to her, and understood the game they had been
playing with her.  Rather than stopping them, she went along,
allowing them to believe that she was unaware of what was happening
to her.
     When Andrea fully realized what the men had done to her, and
with her, she told the entire story to Cindy.  Cindy's reaction was
one of amazement and amusement.
     "God...they've been gang-banging you, and thinking that you
didn't know it was happening?  That's amazing!  And it's even more
amazing that you really didn't know at first.  You like it, huh?"
     "I LOVE it," Andrea replied. "I wish I could let them know how
much I love it, but I'm afraid that if they knew I was awake it
would spook them.  I'd hate to have them stop it, now that I know
how good it can be."
     "Is there any way that I can get in on this?", Cindy asked,
her brain working overtime.
     "Mmmm...I don't know.  You want them to do you too?"  The
thought of Cindy being gang-banged excited Andrea.
     "Hey...they're all hunks...who wouldn't like it?  Even Jensen
is hot!  There must be a way to get me in on this.  Think, girl!"
     "Well, since they think I'm dreaming, I suppose I could figure
out a way to let them know I'm bi.  Maybe they'd want to see me
with you.  You know how guys are."
     Cindy grinned.  It did seem as if most guys loved the idea of
two girls being together.  Maybe they would go for it, afterall.
     "Hey, nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?  Let's go for
it!"

     The next evening, for the first time, Andrea began talking
while the men were using her, trying her best to make it appear
that she was talking in her sleep.
     "Yes, Daddy...I'll be good from now on...don't spank me again,
Daddy," she whispered, in a child-like voice.  Then, later: "You
make me mess my panties when you touch me there, Jimmy...my mom
will get me!"  She re-created vocally many of the events she had
previously dreamed about.  It delighted the men, who not only found
Andrea's voice exciting, but who were intrigued by finally being
able to see just what Andrea's dreams consisted of.  It never
occurred to them that she might be awake.  She egged them on
further by mentioning Cindy.
     "Yes, Cindy...open your pretty legs for me...I want to taste
it...hold your lips open for my tongue, my hot little roomie...do
it, baby!", she moaned.
     Predictably, the young men were fascinated by the prospect
that Andrea and Cindy were getting it on.  As the two coniving
girls had hoped, they implored Jensen to include Cindy in their
experiments, with the hope that eventually they would be able to
witness the two girls making love to each other.
     Jensen was reluctant at first, but after having Cindy pointed
out to him on campus one day, he relented, eager to fuck the girl
who looked so much like Andrea, and who, obviously, was equally as
sexy.
     Eddie was given the task of working Cindy into their circle. 
It was a move which was totally acceptable and understood by Cindy
and Andrea, who were just as anxious for the men's plans to succeed
as they were themselves.  Cindy and Eddie began dating, and before
long, Cindy found herself awaking with memories of dreams, just as
Andrea had before her.
     The men delighted in having two supple and tender young
beauties to use sexually.  It was almost too good to be true, but
none of them were about to question their luck.  The serum seemed
to work just as well with Cindy as it did with Andrea, and the
sleep therapy room was regularly filled with the moans and grunts
of horny young men pumping their loads of cum into blonde coeds.
     Andrea and Cindy waited until Cindy became immune to the
serum, and then began making it clear to the men that they were
indeed lovers.  As they expected, it wasn't long before Danny and
Andrea, and Eddie and Cindy began double dating, and not long
before they found themselves together in the sleep therapy room,
having the chance to perform for the men.
     
     "This is going to be HOT!", Eddie exclaimed, as they carried
in the girls and lay them on a mattress in the center of the room.
The other men echoed his sentiments, eager to see the hot little
bi-girls going after each other.  The cameras were adjusted, fresh
tapes in the recorders, everything set for an evening of
unadulterated lustful passion.

     The two girls began slowly, laying side by side, seemingly
unaware of each other's presence, playing with their little
honeypots and hard little nipples alone at first.  Then, almost as
if on cue, they rolled toward each other and kissed, their tongues
dancing eagerly, caressing themselves as the girls kissed with open
mouths.  In the observation rooms zippers made singing noises and
cocks were brought into the open as the young men watched,
fascinated by what was happening in front of their very eyes.
     The naked coeds began exploring each other with their hands,
caressing thighs and ass-cheeks and breasts.  With undulating hips
and moaning sighs, the two blondes explored each other with tongues
and lips, caressing, suckling, eating each other with growing
passion and a total lack of inhibition.
     Andrea loved every second of it.  She discovered that as much
as she loved being with Cindy, she loved having an audience and
knowing that men were watching them, their hands undoubtedly on
hard cocks, stroking them.
     "They're watching us, you little tramp," she whispered to
Cindy.  "They love watching you eat pussy...love seeing you suck on
my nipples.  It's making their big dicks hard to see how hot you
get when I touch you."
     "Unhuh," Cindy moaned softly, "and they are going to fuck us
both too...all five of them...five cocks pumping us while we taste
our pussy juices.  We love cock and cunt, don't we, baby?"
     Forcing themselves to lay head to head, and turning just
enough to be able to continue french kissing each other, the two
girls ground their pelvises into the air while fingering
themselves.  Performing the age-old movements of fucking for their
audience, the hot young coeds teased the men, begging them through
their heated movements to enter the room and fuck the pussies they
so blatantly offered them.
     Almost immediately the men began joining them, talking up
their positions between the outstretched legs of the two sluts,
their slacks around their ankles, their cocks hard and pumping into
the pussies of the two bi-girls.  They took turns at first, pumping
into Cindy and Angela until they shot their loads and then moving
so that yet another man could get his.  The girls fucked back at
the pummeling dicks, keeping their mouths locked, savoring the
taste of pussy and the sounds and feelings of being fucked over and
over again.
     When all five had spent themselves, Angela and Cindy again
performed for them, sucking cum from each other's slits, wiggling
their tight little college girl asses, making the cocks hard for
more fucking.  Insatiable, both girls went at it like two sex-
starved demons, keeping their mouths full of cunt juice and cum,
arousing and being aroused, satisfying and being satisfied, until
finally it was all that any of them could do, and they lay in the
floor of the room panting and trying to regain their composure.

     "Just so you know," Andrea finally said, rising, "Cindy and I
have been on to your little game for some time now.  Your serum
worked just fine at first, but we both have developed an immunity
to it now.  We performed for you and let you all fuck us simply
because we wanted to do it...and we will continue to want it, and
let you have your way with us, provided you do some favors for us
in return."
     Amazed, the group of men sat up and listened.  There was no
mention of what would happen if they didn't let the two girls have
their "favors", but they all knew it could be a very dangerous
situation.
     "We've made up a list of guys on campus who we want to fuck,
and a list of girls we want, as well.  We'll work at getting the
guys on the serum, but you'll have to get us the girls.  Obviously
we'll have to limit the amount of serum they get, otherwise they
too will develop an immunity to it, just as we did.  If you'll keep
the serum flowing when we need it, and get us the girls we want,
you'll still get us as much as you like, and of course you can
videotape us with the others, if you wish.  We may even let you
fuck the other girls, if you treat us right.  Sound like a deal you
can live with?"
     It was not only a deal that the men could live with, but one
which appeared capable of providing a continuing source of pleasure
for them all.  Even more exciting than the prospect of having even
more participants was the realization that these two horny young
things were voluntarily being the hot little tramps they had forced
them to be earlier.
     Almost six months later, the following article appeared in the
local newspaper:

     Authorities announced today the suspension of the University's
sleep therapy program, citing a failure on the part of the program
to contribute to the welfare of the student body.  An investigation
by the University's Board of Governors revealed that participants
actually got LESS sleep than they had before their enrollment in
the program.  University officials have also announced the
resignation of the director of the sleep therapy program, Professor
David Jensen.  Jensen, four male students, and two female students
who were active in the program, are rumored to be establishing a
sleep therapy program at an all female college in France.   

                             The End

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