Dreaming of My Wife and Her Young Girlfriend: Chapter Six
My subconscious entered a taboo world as I wondered what happened to Sherianna
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I was freshly showered, turned off the overhead light, and slipped beneath the sheets in my silk boxers. I reached and turned on the light by my nightstand.
Seeing Laura slowly undress, take off her clothes, and slip on a lacy nightshirt was always satisfying. But tonight she was shrouded under the veil of disappointment.
“Good night,” she said wearily, climbing onto her side of the bed with her gown rising sweetly up her thighs.
“It’ll be good to see Marge and Peter.” I was sincere. They were fun and just naturally funny without being obnoxious.
“Yeah, it will.” She normally showered at bedtime, but she didn’t tonight.
“Good night.” I sat and tried reading from an app on my phone, but I had a feeling like something was tapping me on the shoulder. Drowsiness came over me so I put my phone aside, turned off the light, and lay down but I was also strangely aware of a stirring.
Imagine someone tossing pebbles at your bedroom window to get your attention. That happened to me but I couldn’t tell where the disturbance was coming from. Until my cock stiffened.
Strange. There were nights when I knew Laura and I were going to have sex that my cock hardened, but tonight wasn’t that time. Normally I felt like my sexual drive was … adequate. I was content in our marriage. Laura and I didn’t have sex every week, but I felt like we were passionate enough to enjoy each other’s bodies.
But tonight was different.
A feeling seeped into me like warm air finding an opening in a window and heating my insides. In an instant, I imagined Sherianna with her thumbs hooked inside her panties like she was ready to take them off. She loomed large like I was sitting in the front row of a movie theater and seeing her expressions up close — how she closed her eyes, and brushed her hair while Laura was fondling her pussy.
My breathing quickened and I fought to erase the thoughts as I fell asleep and my hand slip down my tummy to the base of my cock.
A buzz rolled through me. My mind was reeling like lust was rolling a movie in my brain of Sheri on her back with her legs spread and her hips moving up and down. Details weren’t important as I grabbed my pillow, hugged it, and lay on top of it while Laura was sleeping next to me.
I exhaled and my body went through the motions of fucking but every nerve was awake. Laura was lying on her back with her head to one side and I rolled next to her, slipping out of my boxers and kicking them off me beneath the sheets.
Bright graphic images of Sheri’s hair flying and her tits swaying with her moans filling my ears gripped me like a vice and wouldn’t let go.
I called out for her in my internal movie and my cock pulsated so hard that I grabbed Laura, sliding my hand up her thigh to her hips and beneath her nightshirt to her breasts.
She stirred, I kissed her, and to my relief she lifted the hem of the nightshirt and in her nakedness rolled on top of me, kissing my ear. I lay on my back and she straddled me, taking my cock inside her. She moaned and I grabbed for her ass like she was my sexual life preserver and slid my cock into her while Sheri grew ever larger, filling my mind completely and engulfing me as I fucked Laura.
Something incredibly powerful awakened in me and I thrust while a semi-sleeping Laura rolled with my body. Her tits were pressed against but she flowed with my movements. Fucking didn’t immediately relieve the pressure that had built inside me. This was a command I had to obey.
So strange and wild.
The Clan of the Black Collar had no official standing with the universities sororities and fraternities. It was way outside the Greek system. When Laura’s friend Cookie first mentioned her as a possible applicant to the local kink society, the ones in charge scoffed and said she seemed too innocent.
That had changed and Sherianna had attended meetings and play parties where Margo and Rochi spanked her hard, yet she felt like she ultimately had a dominant sexual nature to explore and she found great pleasure in teasing Cookie and whipping her with a flogger.
And then she met Laura. And seemed to fall in love with a much older woman and her husband. The Clan was demanding obedience from her but as she lie in bed in her university apartment she realized how much she missed Laura. She slept naked, heightening her sensual nature, and felt her tits while recalling the night she slept with Laura and Warren.
Warren. An older-sounding guy’s name but Laura thought it felt comfortable like a cozy sweater. She slid her fingers to her pussy and though she had been accepted into the Clan she felt like she was missing something.
Laura and Warren had a bond and closeness that she felt was missing in her own parents’ relationship and she longed to be in bed with the couple again, holding Laura tight and sucking Warren’s cock.
She probed her pussy and opened a floodgate of passion. How she wanted to call Laura. The more she thought about it, the more she felt like she was about to come. The feeling was more than arousal and a desire to have sex.
Both Laura and Warren made her feel complete and gave her a feeling of security. Sheri closed her eyes.
Rochi wanted to see her first thing, but she’d text Laura. She had to get back in touch.
Warren thrust one more time and his orgasm broke through. He withdrew from inside Laura who lazily asked, “Feel better?”
He was still panting. “Yeah.” But it wasn’t completely true.
There was something else. He wanted to see Sherianna because she had awakened a power inside him that he could tell was more than he had ever bargained for.
Fuck. It was wild.
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