1:45AM Anya looks over at the clock, one leg out from the cover, on her side. The bed is so comfy. “So why can’t I sleep?” She moans in frustration. Her slender body laying diagonally across the bed. Clad in nothing but her panties and a tank top, her usual bed attire, trying to find the most comfortable spot. She puffs up her pillow and tries again to bring a full stop to a Tuesday and sleep the darkness away until Wednesday brings a new dawn. The silence of her bedroom is broken by what sounds like a distant song playing, faintly. Anya listens but lays still, her head on the pillow, it sounds calming. It’s a beautiful sound, a distant voice, soothing, relaxing Anya. Her muscles start to relax as the song plays into her ears, eyelids becoming weak and falling as her pupils begin to see the comfort of sleepy darkness and her body surrenders to the lament of the song. Drifting, drifting into blissful sleep.

Anya fell into a deep sleep, dropping into different dreams then being transferred to a completely different place to where she started, all whilst being accompanied by the beautiful song playing in the background, soothing, relaxing until she returned to her room, on her bed. The music had disappeared. She lay on her bed, leaning on her elbows. One leg was outstretched, the other bent so the sole of her foot was touching the soft skin of her inner knee. Anya stared intently on something that hovered beyond the foot of the bed. Dark, swaying, hypnotic. Her eyes drew narrower trying to make out the shape. It was like nothing she had seen before but it was as if it were behind a wall of mist. But it was moving, oh so slowly toward the bed. Anya felt hot, almost sweating. The room was very warm. She could hear the movement of this thing. Slimey, slithering, squelching as it slowly reached the foot of the bed.  It was still very dark but now Anya could see it was not human, it was shiny, there were tendrils winding from its body. Glistening in the dim night light. She instinctively pulled her foot away from the shape at the end of the bed. Now sitting, cross legged on her bed. Still inquisitive as to what this was. Then it made a low humming noise, so deep. The vibrations came up through the floor and into the bed. It felt nice, Anya slowly closed her eyes. Then, that song again. That calming, soothing song she had fallen asleep to drifted into her ears. Anya opened her eyes, the shape was changing, growing. It was starting to take the shape of a human. Still not able to make out features of the shape, Anya thought she should be reacting differently. She felt calm, not intimidated by the shape at all. Anya stared up at the shape, she could feel herself drifting. Thought it would be a good idea to pull off her tank top. She crossed her arms and grabbed the bottom of her top, lifted it up and over her head to reveal her perfect breasts, nipples pronounced. She dropped her tank top and immediately cupped her breasts, it felt good. Drifting, falling into the clutches of the shape, Anya bit her bottom lip and slowly blinked as she uncrossed her legs, outstretched on the bed, her thumbs slipped into the sides of her panties and pushed them down her hips, across her thighs. She had no idea why she was doing this, it just felt amazing to do it, feeling the soft breeze against her skin. Anya leaned back against the head of the bed, slid her soft soles along the cover of the bed until her knees were bent. She slowly opened her legs. She felt vulnerable, sexy, sensual and confused all at once as she placed her hands on her thighs as the shape started to descend onto the bed. Slowly moving toward her. The shape moved fluidly, so slowly. Anya could feel her wetness as her perfectly shaved pussy started to respond. Her clit swollen and wanting………something. Slowly the shape edged closer, moving up from the foot of the bed, past her perfectly formed feet. Her toes gently move, her beautiful arches curve towards her soft heels. She could feel the heat now, it was building. Anya looked down as the shape drew closer, closer, her eyes transfixed on the shape. Then, it touched her. It drew up to her exposed clit and when contact was made, Anya took a deep breath, threw back her head and released the most erotic, sensual moan of complete surrender as the shape’s contact sent sparks of sexual electricity from her sweet, most intimate area out to the extremes of her body. Her hands gripped her thighs, her toes clenched and her hips started to gently move while the shape was pleasuring her. “Oh fuck!” Is all Anya could manage as the power of the shape’s sexual contact surged through her slender, glistening body. Anya moved her hands to her breasts and squeezed her nipples, they were hard and so sweetly sensitive, it felt divine. The shape then started to move up her body, sliding across her clit, her engorged, sensitive clit. It definitely felt like a human body against her skin and it felt fantastic. Her hands dropped to her sides as the shape reached her breasts. The feeling of it sliding against her nipple felt so good. Again, Anya released her sensual moan. The most erotic sound piercing the electric atmosphere in her bedroom. Then Anya felt something touch her inner thigh. She gasped, it drew closer to her soft pussy. Pushed, gently against her lips. They gladly welcomed the phallic shape and it pushed past and into her, slowly. Her back arched, head fell back once more, another erotic, sensual moan as she felt the phallus slide inside her and it wasn’t stopping. Pushing deep within her, Anya thought she could cum almost instantly it felt that good. It reached the very deepest part of her and withdrew, slowly. Then back in, slowly. Then withdrew, slowly. Anya could feel everything as the phallus rub against the walls of her vagina, it felt beautiful. The phallus then started moving in and out quicker. The shape squeezing, sucking, massaging her nipples. She was going to cum, it was going to be amazing. The orgasm built so slowly but was so big. The crescendo was building. Tingles started flowing from her pussy like ripples on a pond, spreading out over her body, past her breasts, through her neck until they reached deep within her mind. Down past her thighs, across her shins to the very tip of her gorgeous toes. It was only when she was completely covered in those tingles that her body released, her muscles clenched and the glorious, intense first wave of orgasm washed through her body. Again, Anya released the most sexual moan as her eyes widened and her mouth opened. Her back arched to push up against the shape which only intensified the orgasm. It was crashing over her like waves against the rocks. Her whole body shaking as she absorbed this sexual energy. The shape was still fucking Anya hard, sliding in and out. She thought her orgasm would never end, it was an earth shattering feeling until she felt something else, against her arse. A sudden gasp, eyes wide as everything seemed to stop. Slowly it pushed against Anya’s soaking arse, she couldn’t stop it, it was going inside her. Pushing gently with a little more pressure each time, she could feel herself giving way to it, it was coming in. Then it slid inside her. Another gasp, back arched, she could feel both phalluses inside her, it felt unbelievable. Then Anya woke with a start and gasping for breath. It was daylight. She was wet, very wet and naked! Without a second thought her hands went straight to her wet, aching pussy and literally devoured it until she came hard against her fingers instantly! It felt so good. Anya felt uncontrollably horny, she needed to fuck! She felt like a caged animal! Not quite believing how she was feeling, Anya reach over for her phone. 6 messages from Daz “Hey Babe.” “Hope you slept well.” “Can’t get your sexy body out of my head.” “Feel turned on just thinking of you.” “Are we still on for tonight?” “Be there right after work.” She felt the sexual tingle once again. Remembered her dream and wanted to be asleep again, back to that place where she was taken by the shape. “The shape, I don’t even know what it was. But I need it again!” Anya said to herself. She would cum twice more in the shower, once with her fingers and the other with the power of the shower head. She could not get enough!