Dream Scape

Chapter 2

Wow, I guess I do have a special power of some kind. I started working with it trying to figuring out exactly what I was capable of doing. I didn't let anyone know about it. I just used it. It made me think back about Abby. No wonder she was so interested in my dream. I must have transferred it to her some way. Oh, hell, I dreamt of her again the other day. I wonder if she had that dream too?

To began with, I decided to dream about some of the gals that walked, jogged, and rode their bikes past my house. I found out that if I would think about them before going to sleep, I would dream about them. Just like any dream, I had total control of what I thought. It was funny watching their reactions the next time I saw them after having my way with them in my dream. I'll tell you about a few of the instances. Remember, I had the dream, I controlled the situation and in the morning they remembered the dream just the way I did it. Also, they had no idea that I caused it, and had the same dream. That is why its so cool. Kind of having your cake and eating it too.

Let me began with bubble butt Linda. She was a petite little gal around twenty-five years old. She was one of my smarter students when I taught school. She walks most every evening. Sometimes with a girlfriend and at other times with her husband Erick. She always wore tight short shorts and her little bubble butt was enough to give me a hard-on, watching her walk by every night. She always waved and smiled at me. Her husband, Erick, didn't like me. I gave him an F on a paper and he couldn't play sports for six weeks till he got his grades up.

What an ass Linda has! I couldn't wait to get a piece of it that night. As always, I thought about her and went to sleep. In my dream I had entered her bedroom. She was lying there in bed with Erick. I gently woke her up.

"Mr. Brown, what are you doing here in my bedroom? My God, if Erick wakes up he'll kill you."

"Don't worry, Linda. This is only a dream. Erick won't wake up. I am here to have sex with you. I won't hurt you - just fuck you. You'll go along with me because it's my dream. Now, take off your nightgown and let me see that beautiful little butt."

"Oh, God, Mr. Brown, this is so bad," she said as she removed her nightgown.

"Do you want me to kiss your pussy, or just fuck you, Linda?"

"Hell, it's a dream. Give me the works." I sucked on her tits, until I felt her pussy getting wet and then put my face in her vagina and tasted her juices. She began bucking against my face. I spread her legs and told her to grab hold of my cock and put it in her married pussy."

"God, I'm bad," she kept saying. "Give me that cock, Mr. Brown. Pump that big fucker in me." She glanced over at her husband and said, "Too bad he couldn't see what is happening."

Give me that pussy, Linda. Come on, fuck your teacher," I said.

I pumped in and out of her velvety pussy for several minutes. Then I pulled it out and told her to turn over. I wanted to be feeling that bubble butt while I fucked her. As I held onto her soft round hips, I stuck a finger into her anus. "Next time I take you in my dream, I'm going to slip the head of my cock in here and fuck your beautiful ass," as I poked another finger into her.

"Oh, God, Mr. Brown, I've never had anal sex, so if I'm going to do it, I guess a dream is the way to go."

I felt her orgasm as I pumped into her. God, I was coming myself then and, damn, it felt so real. Then I woke up. I had shot my load all over the bed. Shit, I never thought much about that. Usually I wake up before coming. I guess I wanted Linda's bubble butt so bad that I climaxed. From then on, I had to consider wearing a condom to bed, just to take care of the cum.

I was sitting on the porch looking for victims. In a sense I guess that's what they were. I could see some that I had dreamt about walk by. Most all of them kind of stared at me, smiling and saying hello. Of course they didn't know that I knew about their dreaming about me. I know that the majority of the women had to wonder why they would have a dream about me of all people. I usually didn't dream of the woman more than once. I kind of liked the variety and didn't want to make them two nervous or suspicious in any way.

Linda, my bubble butt girl came by that evening by herself. She actually stopped and talked to me for a couple of minutes. She asked me if I remembered her as being one of my students. I let her know that she was one of my favorite students as well as one of the smartest.

We talked for a little while about generalities and she mentioned that she walked for exercise and to keep in shape. She was looking at me when I looked down directly at her butt and told her it was working. I saw her eyes take a quick glance at my lap. I know in the back of her mind she was wondering about my size and her dream. She smiled and said she had to keep moving so her behind wouldn't get too big. I told her I thought she looked perfect and as she was leaving I said, "Sweet Dreams." She looked back and kind of bit her bottom lip as she went walking down the street.

I knew I was going to dream of her again that night. There was no question in my mind. Before explaining my dream about her I should explain something else I was able to do. I was able to include a second and even a third person in my dreams. They would react to what I said because I had the control. It was after all my dream. They would remember it the next day as a dream also, but would not know others had the same dream unless they talked to each other about it. Of course I never let them know I had the same dream, even though during the dream I let them know I controlled it.

I laid there on the bed thinking about Linda. It was awesome to have another man's wife and yet no one gets hurt. There's really no cheating involved because the wife really doesn't have any control. My cock was beginning to get hard thinking about Linda's bubble butt. I remembered to put on a condom - even though I felt foolish, it could save a mess later. I fell asleep and entered Linda and Erick's bedroom. They were both fast asleep. I woke up Linda in the dream, in reality of course she was still sleeping.

"Linda, it's Mr. Brown. Wake up."

"Am I dreaming again? It seems so real. I stopped and talked to you today, do you remember?"

"Yes, Linda, I remember. I told you, 'Sweet dreams,' and yesterday, I told you I would be back to fuck your ass."

"Mr. Brown, I don't think I could do it. It will hurt too much."

"It's a dream Linda. You will only feel pleasure; I'll see to that. Now undress for me, please."

She pulled down the cover and was naked underneath. "I don't know why I did it, but I expected to dream about you again tonight, so I didn't wear a nightgown," she said.

"Linda, I'm going to do something else tonight also. I'm going to wake up Erick and let him watch me fuck you. Don't get nervous. I'll have him frozen in position but able to watch us. He'll just be part of the dream. You should know that tomorrow he'll remember the dream also. You must understand it's only a dream. He will not know that you had the same dream. Whatever you do, never tell him. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I think so. He is just going to have a dream of you fucking me. Mr. Brown, will you remember this dream?"

"I'm not going to answer that question, Linda. It's something for you to always wonder."

I climbed on the bed on the opposite side of Erick. "Erick, wake up. It's show time."

Again in reality, he was still sleeping, but in his dream he was awake.

"What's going on here? Mr. Brown, what the fuck are you doing in my bed, and to my wife? I can't move. What's happening to me?"

"Nothing, Erick, you're fast asleep and dreaming. I'm going to fuck your wife and you get to watch. Don't get all hung up on morality - it's just a dream. Just be honest with yourself; you've dreamt before about what it would be like to watch someone else fuck Linda, haven't you, Erick? Remember, this is just a dream. No one will ever know but you."

"Yes, of course I have. Every man wonders about his wife fucking someone else. I saw her at a party one time and she thought I was passed out so she let my friend Matt feel her up. It was exciting but I was hoping she would fuck him although I was always afraid of the consequences. You see, I fucked Matt's wife once and I guess I felt it would be like getting even with me. Linda never knew about me fucking Grace. It only happened once. She was a pretty good fuck."

Linda looked over at Erick. "So you did fuck Grace. She told me you did but I didn't believe her. I just wasn't sure so that's why I let Matt finger fuck me. Now you get to watch Mr. Brown plow me with his big cock."

"Okay, guys, enough talking," I said.

I didn't waste any time on her tits this time. Her pussy was already sopping wet. I pulled out my hard cock and told Linda to put it where she wanted it. She wrapped her fingers around it and guided it to her wet pussy.

"Rub it against your moist opening, Linda. Let Erick see how much you enjoy it. That's it, rub it harder and harder against your pussy, yes, that's it. Looks good doesn't it, Erick. Look at your wife getting off on another man's cock. God, she's good. Turn over, Linda, I want that bubble butt in my hands. Watch, Erick, watch your wife get fucked. Hey, your cock's getting pretty hard too. Maybe when I'm done, she'll let you have sloppy seconds."

After Linda turned over, I pushed my cock into her wet pussy. She was already coming. I reminded her of what I was going to do to her as I pushed two fingers into her anus.

"Oh, God, that feels so different," Linda said.

As she was still climaxing, I pulled my cock out of her pussy and put the head of it at her asshole.

"Watch, Erick, watch the head of my cock go into your wife's ass."

I pushed ever so slowly till just the head of my cock kind of popped into her. She was gyrating her ass so hard I actually pushed in another couple of inches. She was making so much noise of lust that Erick shot off on his bed without his cock being touched. I shot my load up her ass and then as usual I woke up, ending the dream. At least the condom caught the contents of my cum. I went and took a piss and laid back down to a restful sleep.

I couldn't wait for Linda and Erick to come walking by. I was out on the porch looking for them but they never showed up. It's fun to watch the people's faces after having them. They don't have a clue that I know about their dreams and I'm sure they are wondering why they dream about me.

Every once in awhile I dream about Abby. I wondered if she was feeling my dreams since I never see her. She was one lady I would like to get to know. Having dream sex with all these different women was fun, but I often wondered how I would compare with the real thing. After all this really was only fantasy sex and of course my partners liked it. I dreamt it that way.

A couple of days passed and I saw Linda walking with Erick.

She looked up at me and bit her bottom lip and yelled out, "Hi, Mr. Brown, beautiful evening tonight. It's such a dreamy night, isn't it?" I knew that was a clue for me but I wasn't biting. I didn't want her to know I knew. I wouldn't dream about her for awhile. I knew that's what she wanted tonight. Then she would know that I had the same dreams. I thought to myself, 'nice try, Linda.'

"Hi, Erick. Hi, Linda. Yes, it is a beautiful night. A perfect evening for a nice walk."

I said hello to Erick first. I wanted to see his reaction. He did say, "Good evening" to me, but it wasn't very friendly. After all, he dreamed I fucked his wife. One thing I found interesting. About two weeks later I noticed Erick and Linda were walking with Matt and Grace. Kind of made me wonder if they were just walking or doing more.

It rained for a couple of nights so my dreaming got a rest. I thought about calling Caroline and asking her if I could take Kitten to the zoo next week. I found myself going to sleep thinking about them. After thinking about Kitten and all the animals my mind switched to Caroline and I was rubbing her body again. I really didn't plan on it but she was in my thoughts. This time she was lying on the bed naked as I felt her body. God, what a beautiful specimen. I leaned over and kissed her breasts and her nipples became hard. I looked down and saw the butterfly. I kissed it and put two fingers into her sex. She was hot and moist. I wasn't thinking when she screamed out, "No."

I suddenly woke up and thought what I had done. Oh God, I was fingering my daughter-in-law. I felt bad about it. There were enough other women to dream about. I laid awake for while wondering if I should call her and apologize. I was sitting, having a cup of coffee the next morning when the phone rang.

"Dad, this is Caroline? Did you dream about taking Kitten to the zoo last night?"

"Yes, I did. I wanted to know if I could take her in a couple of weeks."

"She told me she dreamt about the animals, so I figured you thought about her. Dad, did you dream any other dreams last night?"

"I'm sorry, Caroline, I didn't mean to. I stopped as soon as I realized what I was doing."

"You didn't stop soon enough, Dad. I screamed out and woke Ron up. He thought I was having a nightmare. Dad, please try harder to stop. It makes me feel like I'm cheating on Ron and I don't want to feel that way. I was alright until your fingers brought me to an orgasm."

"Okay, Honey, I'll try harder. You know the last thing I want to do is hurt you."

"Believe me, Dad, you didn't hurt me. I can tell you that. It's that I don't want to feel guilty. If I never knew about your gift, it probably wouldn't be as bad, but I do know. I love you, Dad, and I guess, thank you for the nice massage, but stop it," she laughed.

I went out for a walk myself. It was a beautiful morning. I saw a couple of women walking. It was Marcie and Mabel. They were said to be lesbians but I really wasn't sure. They did live together so the rumor was probably true. It of course got me to thinking. They were both heavy set women. Both being quite plump. Marcie was the prettier of the two. I decided to make her my dream lady for that night

I will be the first to admit that I don't know much about lesbians. I guess they do most everything with their mouth and maybe vibrators. As I said, I really don't know. Another thing I found out about my gift, if I may call it that, is that people don't lie in their dreams. They might fantasize but they don't seem to out and out lie. Why lie, after all? It's just their dream.

I put on a condom just in case. I started thinking of Marcie. As I said she was pretty heavy with big breasts and big thighs. I was in her bedroom. She and Mabel slept in separate beds. I found that interesting. Later during her dream she told me that they were both big women and felt more comfortably in their own queen size beds.

I was in her room and down to my briefs. It's usually the way I start my dreams. I uncovered her body. She had on a nightgown with no bra. I guess most women don't wear them to bed. I didn't know if she had on underwear or not. I would know it a few minutes. She looked at me. She looked really scared.

"Mr. Brown, what are you doing here? Please leave at once."

"Marcie, you are dreaming, this isn't real. I can't leave unless you dream me away and I would think that would be impossible. This isn't a nightmare. I'm going to make you feel good. So just relax and enjoy it."

I put my hand on her thigh and began rubbing it. "Please don't hurt me," she said.

"Marcie, why do you think I would hurt you? Have you ever been with a man?" I asked.

This is where I hear a lot of truth. Marcie told me she was molested at a young age and ever since has been afraid of men. She didn't hate men but was just afraid of having sex with them. She did say she always wondered how it would feel but was afraid to try.

"Marcie, this is a perfect dream for you. You will find out what it's like to have sex with a man and at the same time, no guilt since it's only a dream and no one will ever need to know."

I was teasing her thigh more and more. She was nervous but spread her legs further and further apart. I watched her raise her butt and pull her nightgown up higher. She had a big hairy black bush. I took my hand off her thigh and laid it on her bush. I started to apply pressure. She put her hand on mine and pushed down even harder. I told her to raise her legs and move them as far apart as possible. I slid my hand down and gripped her puffy pussy. She was beginning to make sexual noises as I kept squeezing her pussy. All these different pussies. Who ever said they are all the same was wrong.

I squeezed hard and started to feel the moisture coming out of Marcie. I squeezed again and two of my fingers sank right into her hole. I started rubbing her clit with my other hand. She was now moving her ass all over the bed trying to get more fingers into her. "Fuck me, Mr. Brown. Please put your cock in me. I need it now."

I slipped a pillow under her ass and held my cock at her pussy entrance. I told her it was up to her now. She would have to hold it and guide it in. She didn't hesitate. She took hold of my cock and pulled the head into her. "Now fuck me like you promised."

I pumped in and out for all I was worth. It had been a long time since I had a woman that wanted it so bad. When she came she screamed out, but continued to gyrate her ass. I pushed up her nightgown and squeezed her tits together. They were big, and I kept squeezing them but somewhat gently as she had her second orgasm.

"Do me from behind, Mr. Brown, please," she said as she quickly turned over with her big ass in the air. I pushed my cock easily into her sopping wet cunt.

"Fuck me like a dog, Mr. Brown. Pump that cock harder."

As I pumped hard, I couldn't resist slapping her big ass a couple of times. It started to turn red, and I was about to come. Just as I was coming I jammed my middle finger into her asshole as she came for the third time. Before she could say anything, I woke up.

I wish I could get around that part. Before I hear their comments, I wake up. Maybe it was all for the better. I knew one thing about Marcie. She wasn't just a lesbian. She liked cock. It would be interesting to see if she would go out with any men now. One thing was for sure. She was one hell of a good dream fuck.

The next morning I was walking my usual three miles. I would walk two miles around the city and one mile around the school track. When people walked around the track they all walked at different paces. Mable and Marcie were walking but Marcie was ahead of Mable about a hundred yards. When I entered the track area I was even with Marcie.

"Hi, Mr. Brown. How are you today?

"Oh, I feel great, Marcie. I like walking. It keeps me trim and healthy," I laughed.

"Mr. Brown, I feel I need to say thank you to you for something you did for me. You were always a wonderful teacher and I learned a lot from you."

I knew that was her way of complimenting me for the sex. I've had a few of the women paying similar compliments.

"Marcie, I know I'm an old retired guy, but if there is anything I can do for you, all you have to do is ask."

She told me thank you and that some day she might take me up on it.

I knew Mable was wondering what we were talking about and hurried to catch up to Marcie. I told both ladies to have a good day and walked on.

I have a lot of these stories I can tell you, but they are all kind of similar. I find a woman, I dream fuck her and, most of the time, that's it. Revenge fucks are always good. These are the goody two shoes type woman. It's a lot of fun to take them and then make sure I see them the next day. In most of these cases I make sure the husband watches. I've actually had a few men stop by and ask me if I knew their wives. I would always tell them the truth, other than the dream fucks.