Page 12 of 12 Days

Chapter 5

Alyssa

A long hot shower is what I desperately need. I stand under the stream of hot water to wash away the sins of the day. I still can't wrap my head around the fact that I got off in front of complete strangers, even by accident.

And not just strangers but twelve of the hottest men that I have ever seen, all of them watching me with hunger and desire.

I sigh heavily. I can’t exactly change what happened, but there’s a nagging part of me that keeps telling me I wouldn't change it even if I could. I honestly don't know what's come over me. I should have kept my head focused, not scattered with carnal lust.

I finish the shower feeling exhausted. The bed is the only thing I can focus on now. I hope it's not one of those days where I toss and turn all night from worry and exhaustion.

I sink down into the sheets, the crispness of the fabric against my body relieving some of the pent-up stress within me. I’m wearing only a sheer pink nightgown and panties and I feel completely at ease for the first time today. Even before the incident, I was already tensed.

There’s some Christmas-themed movie on TV, and I’m too tired to change it. I send out a few texts before bed then place my phone on the edge of the nightstand. My lashes flutter before I start to drift off. So much is going through my head, but I finally fall into a deep sleep.

Rub it. Look at all those men who want you. Do it harder!

Twelve men built like Adonis with massive twelve-inch cocks. All of them stroking because they want you. Rub that pussy for them.

My body is writhing on the sheets as the feelings crash through me.

I’ve never had dreams that felt so real. Sweating, shivering and crying out, my body is going through every emotion possible.

Touch your tits.

Tug those nipples!

In my mind’s eye, they are all standing around me, stroking their massive cocks, some even coming on me. I can feel the splatters of cum on my bare flesh. It feels like pleasurable ropes of lava the moment it hits me.

I may be dreaming, but my hands travel all over my body, rubbing my pussy and manipulating my nipples till they’re hard and rubbing against the sheets. This must be the most intense dream anyone has ever had. I’ve never felt this way in my entire life.

My hand slips down into my panties. I stroke my hairless pussy slowly as yesterday plays through my mind over and over.

I push two fingers inside of my dripping pussy, the walls collapsing around the digits. Oh my god, this is pure filth. A wet dream. What’s wrong with me? I can’t stop this wild erotic ride into a twisted world of carnal desires, and I’m starting to feel like I don’t want to.

I finally shoot straight up on the bed, perspiration coating my brow. For a moment, my fingers go to my wrist, checking my pulse. It's racing as though I’ve been running–or fucking. In my dream, I was sexually cascading down a waterfall of sinful delights.

“What are you doing, Alyssa? Jesus fucking Christ, you've gone completely bonkers!”

No one is there, of course. I’m just talking to the air around me, hoping for some response as to what is going on with me. I can't even manage to wrap my brain around today, and now this? Never have I once thought I would do such devious acts to my own body.

I reach over the nightstand to retrieve a bottle of water. The coolness of the liquid is refreshing. I can feel it stream all the way down to my stomach. My body is on fire, my dreams having stolen the night.

A glance at the clock on the wall lets me know I have three more hours before I need to be up. All I want to do is sleep, but I’m afraid of my own dreams.

I push my body back down on the bed and rest my head on the pillow, but my eyes–they’re fools. For the next hour, all I do is stare at the ceiling. There are hundred and thirty-four tiles. Each tile has pinpoint dots on them, Eighty-nine to be exact. Well, except the last one on the left. It has ninety-one.

I yawn. I can't fight it any longer. Deep sleep comes to steal my body. The Sandman is sprinkling dust on my eyes.

Push yourself back in that chair and rub that pussy again!

Lick your fingers!

Tease those studs till they cum all over you again!

The alarm rings at exactly seven, waking me from the fifth round of men spraying me in yet another cum shower.

“Oh, what the fuck?” I sit up straight, my hands pushing my hair back from my face.

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