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the day. How are you feeling?” Matt sat down next to her.
She
was no longer thriving like she’d been doing in the dream. Her body slowly
awakened, and all the aches came back to her.
Running
her fingers through her blonde hair she saw the length was short once again.
Tears sprang to her eyes. Her hair was lifeless and limp. She dropped her hand
to her lap. “It was a dream,” she said.
“What
was a dream?” Kris sat opposite her taking her hand within his.
Shaking
her head she wiped her eyes with her free hand. “It doesn’t matter. I’ve had
plenty of dreams similar to it.”
None
of the dreams ever had Matt or Kris. Long before she’d moved closer to them
she’d been dreaming about werewolves. She’d put the dreams down to her illness.
“Tell
us. Whatever has upset you?” Matt took her hand kissing it.
Letting
out a sigh she glanced at the window. “I’ve been having the dream for a while.
I wake up in the forest. The one you have out there.” She pointed behind her. “I’ve
never been inside the forest before, but I feel like I should be there. In the
dream that is. I wake up, and I feel strong and healthy. My hair is long and
like it used to be. I have weight and breasts.” She cupped her breasts feeling
their smallness in her palms. Cynthia chuckled. “I have breasts. Then I turn
into a wolf. It’s strange I know. This time you were both in the dream. You
turned into werewolves, and I wasn’t afraid. Go ahead, tell me I’m crazy.”
“You’re
not crazy,” Kris said. He took her lips under his. “How long have you had these
dreams?”
“Since
the first operation I had five years ago.” The dreams had been the one thing
keeping her strong. They gave her hope to one day be healthy enough to live her
life without fear of dying. Even as she thought about the hope the dreams gave
her, Cynthia knew it was a false hope.
“Do
the dreams scare you?” Matt asked.
She
shook her head. “No, they don’t scare me. Part of me wishes they were true and
that way I wouldn’t have to be afraid anymore.”
Matt
leaned down and kissed her. Kris did the same kissing her lips after Matt.
Cynthia
stared between both men. They looked down at her like she was something to eat.
“What
are you thinking?” she asked.
She
opened her legs, and his gaze moved from her face to her legs.
Matt
smiled. “I’m wondering what part to lick first. You look so damn sexy with your
legs splayed open. I’ve got to taste you to see.”
Arousal
gripped her at the feral heat in his eyes.
“Have
you ever had a man lick that sweet cunt?” he asked.
“No,
never,” she said.
His
smile widened. “I’m about to rectify that problem.” Matt crawled down the bed
until he lay between her spread thighs. She licked her lips as she felt his
breath on her pussy.
Kris
crawled behind her cushioning her body with his.
His
arms wrapped her holding her in place. She licked her lips again trying to calm
her rioting nerves. Matt’s breath brushed across her pussy making her moan and
ache with need.
“He’s
going to open your lips and lick along your slit. Hold onto me, baby. He’s
going to show you what real pleasure means.” Kris continued to talk in her ear.
His voice comforted her in more ways than his words.
****
Matt
stared down at her red, creamy pussy. She looked sore from Kris’s earlier
possession, but cream leaked out of her hole spurring him on.
Her
aroma invaded his senses driving him crazy with the need to claim her.
Kris
stroked her hair and held her in place.
Opening
her pussy lips he saw her swollen clit peeking at him. He swiped his tongue
over her slit, and Cynthia bucked underneath him.
She
cried out. The sounds spurred him on. Smashing his tongue to her clit he tasted
her essence and swallowed her down.
“Too
much,” she said.
He
sucked his fingers into his mouth wetting them before he pressed his fingers to
her cunt. Matt tongued her clit then pressed his fingers into her
She
was no longer thriving like she’d been doing in the dream. Her body slowly
awakened, and all the aches came back to her.
Running
her fingers through her blonde hair she saw the length was short once again.
Tears sprang to her eyes. Her hair was lifeless and limp. She dropped her hand
to her lap. “It was a dream,” she said.
“What
was a dream?” Kris sat opposite her taking her hand within his.
Shaking
her head she wiped her eyes with her free hand. “It doesn’t matter. I’ve had
plenty of dreams similar to it.”
None
of the dreams ever had Matt or Kris. Long before she’d moved closer to them
she’d been dreaming about werewolves. She’d put the dreams down to her illness.
“Tell
us. Whatever has upset you?” Matt took her hand kissing it.
Letting
out a sigh she glanced at the window. “I’ve been having the dream for a while.
I wake up in the forest. The one you have out there.” She pointed behind her. “I’ve
never been inside the forest before, but I feel like I should be there. In the
dream that is. I wake up, and I feel strong and healthy. My hair is long and
like it used to be. I have weight and breasts.” She cupped her breasts feeling
their smallness in her palms. Cynthia chuckled. “I have breasts. Then I turn
into a wolf. It’s strange I know. This time you were both in the dream. You
turned into werewolves, and I wasn’t afraid. Go ahead, tell me I’m crazy.”
“You’re
not crazy,” Kris said. He took her lips under his. “How long have you had these
dreams?”
“Since
the first operation I had five years ago.” The dreams had been the one thing
keeping her strong. They gave her hope to one day be healthy enough to live her
life without fear of dying. Even as she thought about the hope the dreams gave
her, Cynthia knew it was a false hope.
“Do
the dreams scare you?” Matt asked.
She
shook her head. “No, they don’t scare me. Part of me wishes they were true and
that way I wouldn’t have to be afraid anymore.”
Matt
leaned down and kissed her. Kris did the same kissing her lips after Matt.
Cynthia
stared between both men. They looked down at her like she was something to eat.
“What
are you thinking?” she asked.
She
opened her legs, and his gaze moved from her face to her legs.
Matt
smiled. “I’m wondering what part to lick first. You look so damn sexy with your
legs splayed open. I’ve got to taste you to see.”
Arousal
gripped her at the feral heat in his eyes.
“Have
you ever had a man lick that sweet cunt?” he asked.
“No,
never,” she said.
His
smile widened. “I’m about to rectify that problem.” Matt crawled down the bed
until he lay between her spread thighs. She licked her lips as she felt his
breath on her pussy.
Kris
crawled behind her cushioning her body with his.
His
arms wrapped her holding her in place. She licked her lips again trying to calm
her rioting nerves. Matt’s breath brushed across her pussy making her moan and
ache with need.
“He’s
going to open your lips and lick along your slit. Hold onto me, baby. He’s
going to show you what real pleasure means.” Kris continued to talk in her ear.
His voice comforted her in more ways than his words.
****
Matt
stared down at her red, creamy pussy. She looked sore from Kris’s earlier
possession, but cream leaked out of her hole spurring him on.
Her
aroma invaded his senses driving him crazy with the need to claim her.
Kris
stroked her hair and held her in place.
Opening
her pussy lips he saw her swollen clit peeking at him. He swiped his tongue
over her slit, and Cynthia bucked underneath him.
She
cried out. The sounds spurred him on. Smashing his tongue to her clit he tasted
her essence and swallowed her down.
“Too
much,” she said.
He
sucked his fingers into his mouth wetting them before he pressed his fingers to
her cunt. Matt tongued her clit then pressed his fingers into her
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