The wet dream Sweety has...

Sweety woke her boyfriend up as she fucked the sheets in her sleep. The dirty little thing was having a horny wet dream...

The summer night clung to Sweety’s skin like a second layer of heat, thick and suffocating. She thrashed against the sheets, her tanned tight little hard as a rock 124 pound body glistening under a sheen of sweat, the kind that made her look like she’d been dipped in honey and left to bake under the sun. The silky red sheets twisted around her runners legs, tangled between her soaked trembling thighs as she rubbed herself against them with desperate, sleepy friction. Her moans spilled into the humid air, sharp and needy, each one punctuated by a breathy *"no"* that didn’t sound like a protest at all.

Outside, the open window did nothing to muffle the sounds. If anything, it carried them further—little gasps and whimpers that would’ve made any man’s cock twitch. And hers? Her boyfriend, Jake, was already hard as steel laying beside her in bed , his dick throbbing and twitching against the mattress as he watched her. He’d woken to the wet, rhythmic *slap* of her hips grinding into the sheets, her tight little ass clenching with every imagined thrust. Her long black hair was a damp mess around her shoulders, strands sticking to her flushed skin. She looked like a woman possessed, lost in some filthy dream that had her writhing like a cat in heat. Her nipples hard as rocks on her silhouette.

Jake couldn’t take it anymore. He shifted closer, pressing his body against her leg, his cock leaving a juicy slick trail of pre-cum along her thigh. She didn’t wake—just whimpered and arched her back, her pussy grinding harder against the sheets. The fabric was soaked, dark with her arousal, and the sight of it made his balls ache. He needed inside her. Now.his little teasing slutty toy.

His fingers found her first, slick with spit before he pushed two inside her dripping cunt. Her pussy squeezed them hard like it does when his cock goes inside her. She moaned, loud and unashamed, her hips bucking against his hand as she fucked herself on his fingers. Her ass lifted off the bed, her tight little hole winking at him in the dim light. Jake groaned. He couldn’t wait. He pulled her gently onto her side, her body pliable in sleep, and lined his cock up with her ass.

She gasped as he pushed in, her body tensing for a second before melting around him. Her ass was tight, hot, and so fucking wet from her own arousal that he slid in with a single, deep thrust. She cried out, her fingers clawing at the sheets as he started to fuck her, slow at first, then harder, his hips snapping against her ass with wet, slapping sounds. She took it all, her body rocking with every thrust, her moans growing louder, more desperate.

Jake gritted his teeth, his cock swelling inside her. He could feel her clenching around him, her body trembling on the edge. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, and she *screamed*, her back arching as she came, her ass milking his cock until he couldn’t hold back anymore. With a groan, he buried himself deep and came, his cum flooding her ass in thick, hot pulses. He filled her tight little asshole with warm gooey cum.

He stayed inside her for a moment, panting, before pulling out with a wet *pop*. Sweety sighed, her body going limp against the mattress, her breathing slowing as she drifted back into a deeper sleep. Jake watched her for a moment, his cock still half-hard, before rolling onto his back with a satisfied smirk.

Morning came with the kind of golden light that made everything feel sticky and slow. Sweety stretched like a cat, her body deliciously sore, her skin still tingling from the night before. She turned to Jake with a grin, her eyes bright. She was a hot fucking mess.

*"You’ll never guess what I dreamed about last night,"* she purred, crawling over to him, her tits pressing against his chest. She jumped his leg as she looked at him ever so mischievously.

Jake raised an eyebrow, already half-hard again just from the way she was looking at him. *"Oh yeah? Was it as good as the way you were moaning in your sleep?"*

She bit her lip, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest. "Better. I was driving through the countryside, right? My car broke down, and I had to walk to this farm for help. And when I got there…" She paused, her voice dropping to a whisper. "There were all these men. Big, sweaty, *hung* men. Some black, some white. They grabbed little poor me, they carried me struggling and screaming to a barn on the property. I fought so hard my cowboy boots fell off. Once in the barn they pinned me against a wall and tore my short little summer dress right off, and just… used me. Over and over. In the barn, in the hay, against the tractor. They fucked me so hard I couldn’t even walk after. They made me their little cum dumpster over and over again. I begged them to stop but they used me more."

Jake’s cock twitched against her thigh. *"Sounds like a good dream."

Sweety giggled, her hand sliding down to wrap around his dick. "The best part? They filmed it. On my phone."* She leaned in, her breath hot against his ear. "I think we should reenact it together. Maybe a few parts."

Jake groaned, his hands gripping her hips. "Fuck, Sweety. You’re gonna be the death of me."

She grinned, already straddling him, her wet pussy hovering just above his cock.