Sweet Dreams (Preview)
You wake up late at night... What time is it even? Someone is in your room, under your covers.
What do you do?
Excerpt from a story I wrote for Weasel Press's "Beast" anthology. This is an erotic horror choose your own adventure story, and the rest of the stories in the anthology are in the same genre (if not CYOA). If you like what you read and want to check it out, please check out the links below or in my profile! Want to read a similar story in a more conventional format? Try https://www.sofurry.com/view/1913793 for a preview of my story from the "Howloween II" anthology.
Meant to post this up earlier, but I've been a busy doggo this past little while. -_- Still in time for spooky season, and hope you enjoy regardless!
Sweet Dreams
Your breath hitches as you awaken.
Bleary darkness resolves into focus; comfortable, familiar scents of your sheets and pillows fill your nose with your shuddering breath. An incredible sensation at your crotch--hot, wet pressure surrounding your cock, all gentle suction and soft, delightfully textured tongue lapping around your length. Arousal thrums through you as those unseen, skillful lips suckle at the throbbing base of your erection, little crackles of ecstasy shooting up your spine and making you shiver. Your blanket weighs heavy on the thick fur of your chest, its cozy warmth tucked up to your neck against the cool air of your room.
You blink, an icy chill flowing through you as you stare up at the ceiling.
You went to bed alone.
Trying not to move too much, you tilt your head up from the pillow, your eyes now adjusted to the dark. Only a sliver of moonlight from beyond your curtain, the blinking blue of your sleeping computer tower in the corner, and the red glow of your alarm clock pierce the gloom. At the bottom of your bed beneath the covers, a lumpy shape huddles over your lower body. An impossible form--no one should be here. You live alone. You locked your door, and your apartment is on the twelfth floor.
Wet, juicy suckling continues unabated from beneath the blanket. Your cock twitches, spilling pre into the invisible waiting mouth. It's a struggle not to thrust into that delightful oral treatment. Whoever is down there knows how to work a man, tucking your shaft against the roof of their mouth and bobbing up and down, not a hint of tooth, while that skillful tongue plays its pebbled caress over every inch. Dampness kisses your crotch, plump lips skinning back your sheath and hot breath snuffling into your pubic fur. Your throat tightens on a groan. It's been so long since anyone treated you like this, and you don't want it to stop, but... Should you look?
_What do you do?
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_ Read the full story in the anthology, Beast, available now in print and E-book from Weasel Press! https://www.weaselpress.com/shop/beastdigital