My Wild, Wet Dream About a Sexy Incubus

My Wild, Wet Dream: Late Night Lust

Hello, naughty ones. Last night, I had a dream that I can’t seem to forget. And I blame it entirely on what appears to be my latest kink: paranormal romance novels. I should know better than to read that kind of material before bed. But some of them are real page-turners! Plus, my wild, wet dream was different from the usual vampire and werewolf liaisons found in the novels I’ve been reading lately. My dream featured a sexy incubus.

I dreamed I was spinning around in a haze of colors, and everything around me slowly morphed into distinctive shapes. Soon after, I found myself in an ancient library. Its walls were lined with towering shelves filled with dusty, leather-bound books. The air was thick with the scent of aged paper and the faint, musky aroma of incense. And I wandered between the shelves, running my fingers along the spines of the books, feeling a peculiar sense of anticipation.

As I rounded a corner, there he was, standing in the center of the room

The mere sight of the incubus made my breath hitch in my throat. He was abnormally tall with eyes that seemed to glow a deep gold. His skin was a dusky, ethereal shade. His hair, dark and flowing, framed a face that was both beautiful and terrifying at the same time.

He stepped closer, his movements graceful and fluid, like a predator stalking its prey. And I could feel the heat radiating from his body, drawing me in like a moth to a flame. He didn’t speak, but his eyes conveyed a thousand unspoken words. There was a promise in them, a promise of pleasure beyond my wildest fantasies.

My wild, wet dream made me so horny

I tried to look away, to break the spell the incubus seemed to have cast over me. But my body betrayed me. His fingers, cool and electric, brushed against my cheek, sending shivers down my spine and making my pussy wetter by the second. I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch, craving more.

Sensing my desire, he led me to a grand, antique bed with dark, velvet covers that had materialized out of the shadows. Then he laid me down gently, his eyes never leaving mine.

I was completely at his mercy, and I loved it

Every nerve in my body was alive with sensation. Every touch, every kiss sent waves of pleasure coursing through me. It was as if he could read my mind and anticipate my every desire. And the pleasure he gave me was almost unbearable. Then, just as suddenly as it had begun, my wild, wet dream ended.

I woke up, feeling my heart pounding in my chest and the dampness of my panties. The heat of the incubus’ touch lingered in my mind, and I needed relief. So I reached into my bedside drawer and pulled out my vibrator.

My wild, wet dream had me ready to enjoy some very good vibes

And as I settled back against the pillows, I closed my eyes and let my wild, wet dream replay in my mind. I focused on the incubus’ eyes, the feel of his lips on mine, and his hands exploring my body. Then I turned the vibrator on, feeling the gentle hum in my hand.

I slowly dragged it over my breasts, letting the vibrations tease my nipples until they were hard and sensitive. My other hand moved to my neck, lightly brushing over the spot where the incubus had kissed me. And the combination of sensations turned me on so much!

Then I spread my legs, guiding the vibrator lower. The first touch against my clit was electric. And I let out a soft moan, imagining it was the incubus’ mouth instead of my toy. Then I started moving it in slow circles. My free hand wandered over my body, mimicking the path his hands had taken in my wild, wet dream.

I increased the pressure and speed of the vibrator

My hips began to move on their own against the vibrator, seeking more of that sweet sensation. My moans grew louder, echoing in my bedroom. But I didn’t care because I was too far gone, too caught up in the fantasy.

I thought about the incubus’ eyes, his touch, and the way he made me feel, while I moved the vibrator faster until I came and squirted all over it.

I lay there, panting, staring up at the ceiling for a while as I reflected on my wild, wet dream. And I couldn’t help but wonder if I’d see the incubus again soon. The thought made me run my hands over my still-hard nipples before I turned my toy back on and had more fun with it until I drifted off to sleep.

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