The two extraterrestrial goliaths slammed down around Dream-Sally, fighting like kaiju. The near-miss of them next to her naked body spiked her fear and her IRL body took over, waking her quite suddenly.
Sally’s eyes popped open and she grunted as her brain caught up with the fact that she was awake, in her bed, on Earth, and not in some Sci-Fi alien’s nest getting railed.
She couldn’t decide if she was disappointed or not, which was probably telling.
I have been watching WAY too many sci-fi movies!She thought, scrubbing at her face a bit and trying to decide if it was too early to be awake yet.
“Ooooohhh, fuck yes, Lou!”
The pounding noise which had woken her turned out not to be two fictional aliens fighting over who got to fuck Sally into a paste, but instead was her roommate fucking her boyfriend in the shower.
“Be a good boy and hold still now…”
“Yes, ma’am! OH FUCK! Ohhhh fuuuuuck!”
“Shhh, yer gonna wake up Sally!”
Sally’s lips twitched as thumping noises against the wall began again, softly at first, but then faster and harder. Lou & Chet’s vocal enthusiasm increased along with the thumping.
“Oh good boy! GOOD BOY! HARDER!”
“AAUUUUGGGHHH! LOU!”
“YesyesyesyesYES! RIGHT THERE, RIGHT THERE! HOLY SHEEEIIIIITTT!”
“WaUuugH! AAUUGHHH! OOOGH! FUUUuuuuuuck!”
“Mmmm, good job, baby!”
Tired chuckling came from Chet’s side of things, then a mildly pained grunt followed by a quick,“Hang on baby, I need a second…”
“Awww, poor thang! Did I wear you out?”
“Mmm, you and this butt plug…”
“I told you the vibratin’ one was gonna be good!”
“Mmmmmmmm…”
Sally snorted as their talk devolved into quiet giggling. She laughed quietly into the pillow she’d smooshed over her face so she wouldn’t interrupt their play. It seemed rude, even if they’d interrupted hers first.
Speaking of which…
Sally sat up, thoroughly turned on and unwilling to go into the day withoutsomesatisfaction. She pulled over her sex pillow, a weighted thing with a slot designed for holding various sorts of toys.
Grabbing her favorite thrusting dildo, aptly dubbed ‘The Bronco’, she twisted the base into place and mounted up. She was so turned on from the dream and then her roommates’ shower fuck that she slid on easily, no warmup needed. She hit the button on the little remote, starting the thrusting, vibrating motion The Bronco was famous for.
Sally leaned forward, balancing on the thick body of the pillow, biting her lip as her breath began to come short in anticipation.
“Fuck yes!” she whispered, moving her hips rapidly and throwing her head back in pleasure.
The rodeo queen could have easily taken a toy twice as large as The Bronco, but this one had a rhythm that wasjust right. About every third thrust slid against her g-spot making her whimper with need.
Her hips picked up speed and she gave her quads a workout, leaning forward and slapping her needy pussy up and down on the thrusting dildo. She closed her eyes, turning her thoughts back to that dream moment of being pinned beneath a much larger, dangerous creature as it pleasured her.
“Ohh yes! Yes, fuck me, Predator! I’ll be your Prey! Shitfuckholy ooohhhh yesyesyes!”
Sally’s fantasies were a nearly silent benediction as her body found its release in a rush, her orgasm edgingso closeto squirting, but falling just a tiny bit short. She didn’t mind. That had beendamn good.
