Into the Hazy Dream (2)
It felt like my whole body was submerged in warm, comfortably heated water... sinking deeper and deeper... just that alone made me feel so good... the warm water caressing and enveloping every inch of me was pure bliss...
“H...ye...won...ah...”
Ah... Oppa's voice... “Th...is... a... dream... right...” Something... echoed in my head... “Situations that feel like dreams are repeating over and over.” Oppa's voice... it felt so good...
“Nngh...♡” Ah... a jolt in my belly... it feels so good... what is this... Dazed and intoxicated by the haze, I cautiously opened my heavy eyelids. My lower belly was bulging out prominently. Something was churning inside me, and just that made me feel so damn good.
“Ah...♡” A moan slipped out on its own. I knew this sensation. It wasn't the tender, loving sex Oppa used to give me—it was the raw pleasure from those vulgar dreams my base lusts conjured up... I carefully opened my eyes wider, and there it was: a cock tormenting my pussy with wet, squelching sounds.
“Oppa...?” I lifted my gaze from where the sticky, obscene noises were coming from, past Oppa's abs and chest that I loved so much, up to his face. The teardrop mole... it wasn't Oppa.
“Wh-what... what the hell... what is this! Get off me!”
It was shocking. What I'd thought was just a dream turned out to be me getting raped by Oppa's twin brother... “What... what the hell are you doing... this is rape, I'm reporting you!!” Revulsion surged from my gut, churning my insides until it felt like it would overflow from my head and spew out my mouth. I wanted to leap up right then and run to Oppa. But cruelly, my body had gone limp from the waves of pleasure, slumping to the floor.
“Haa... haa... fuck...”
Ha-jin slowly approached me. I'm scared... Oppa... help me...
“Hye-won, what are you talking about...? Rape? We're just having sex after so long...”
What lie was this bastard telling...? Don't speak so softly and warmly with Oppa's face... Oppa's voice... I was terrified of what he'd do to me...
“Hic... sob... this is a dream...” As I whimpered those words, he clamped his hand over my mouth.
“Mmph...?! Mmmph...! Slurp... haa...♡ Slurp... haa...” Ah... just like that time... his snake-like tongue... I shouldn't feel good... ah... my pussy being churned feels so good... stop... I can't move...
“That's right, Hye-won. This is a dream right now.”
What nonsense was this guy spouting...?
Squelch... squelch... squelch... the nasty wet sounds kept going. Every time he moved his fingers, my hips shuddered, my head throbbed blankly with pleasure... I needed to escape right now... but part of me didn't want to break free from this ecstasy...
“No... fingers... stop...♡”
Oppa hugged me... no, it was Ha-jin...
“Otherwise, how could my touch—which you find so gross—feel this good?”
Is that how it is...? But if it's a dream, why him of all people...?
Ah...♡ Another kiss... his soft touch on my breasts feels good... fingering my pussy feels good too... it feels so good... yeah... if it's not Oppa, who cares...
“Puhah... feels good...♡ Wait, Oppa...” My true feelings spilled out amid the pleasure.
“Hye-won loves it here, right?” Ah... my weak spot... stop touching...
“Kyaa...♡ No...♡”
Spiiiish... Feels so good... a deep climax I hadn't felt in ages...
“How's that? Feels good, doesn't it?” Ah... Oppa's face... so close...♡
“Yes... Oppa, it felt so good... more...♡” Yeah, he's Oppa who just looks like Ha-jin... Ha-jin and Oppa have the same face... it's Oppa... it's just a dream. Why hold back when it feels this amazing?
“Alright. Let's make you feel tons better, just like you want, Hye-won.”
Oppa smiled at me. A smile full of intent to ravage me, nothing but mockery. But even that felt incredible right now...
“Wanna stick out your tongue? It'll feel even better than now.”
Oppa showed me a small vial filled with purple liquid. I didn't know what it was, but it was clearly dangerous. Even in my hazy mind, I knew it would ruin me. But... it's a dream... so it's fine to feel even better...
If Oppa... can't have sex properly because he's struggling... I want to enjoy it at least in my dreams...
“Beee...”
Anticipation made saliva drip from my tongue as I stuck it out, and a drop of sticky purple liquid fell onto it. Heat built up in my body. Just breathing made me aroused and blissful. His breath on my face alone nearly pushed me over the edge. Happiness from the pleasure... my mouth opened automatically to vent the heat, saliva drooled from my tongue... tears like dew streamed from my eyes.
“Hee...♡ Oppa... this feels so good... more...♡”
I wrapped my legs around Oppa's waist, sluttily grinding my drenched pussy against his cock. Just that felt too good.
“You're a total whore, Hye-won.” Ah... getting called names by Oppa feels good...
Squelch... squelch... squelch... Oppa teased my pussy mercilessly with his cock. My swollen, excited clit kept getting tormented.
Plunge—
“Kyaang♡”
After all that teasing, Oppa suddenly thrust deep into my pussy.
“Ahha.... haha...♡ This... Oppa's... cock... real Oppa's... cock...”
Feeling his heat deep in my belly was so reassuring. Like consoling me for all my hardships, Oppa stroked my hair and kissed me while buried inside. His kiss violated my mind too. As Oppa hugged me tight, my pussy gradually remembered his pistoning cock... I didn't know how long it had been. Oppa just kissed me and fondled my breasts. Licking my neck, biting my collarbone, sucking my tits, our tongues entwining like we were devouring each other... it felt good, but the teasing was starting to torment me a little.
“Oppa... move already... hngh...♡”
Oppa suddenly started moving. His cock forcibly rubbed the pussy that had clung to it in longing. The pleasure was more intense and shocking than I'd imagined.
“Hii...♡ Haa... haa... haha...♡”
Tears flowed uncontrollably, my mouth refused to close amid ragged breaths, but the shock of the pleasure and the relief of finally getting it made me burst into laughter. It felt like my spine was burning away. The ecstasy exceeded what I could handle, turning into torment and fear—I instinctively tried to pull my hips back to escape the impending climax.
“Don't run away—take it all.”
Oppa stood up, forcibly hugging me and lifting me.
“Kah...! Heuk... heuk... hyaa...♡”
My weight crushed down on my belly. It squelched and sometimes grinded harshly, kneading the most important spot. But that kneading pain turned to pleasure, slamming my brain hard.
“Kyaaa... cumming...♡”
Climax tore through my throat like a scream. Oppa kept shaking me up and down, still holding me tight—like I was nothing but an onahole for dumping his load.
“Haa... haa... hek...♡”
My continuous screams had hoarse my throat. Still, to escape the relentless thrusting pleasure, my eyes rolled back.
“As expected, Hye-won, you're an incredibly lewd and vulgar woman.”
Even in my fading mind, Oppa's words rang clear.
“No wonder I can't even get hard—you're such a slutty bitch.”
Ah... I get it... Oppa can't do it with me because I'm too vulgar and lewd...
The pleasure surpassed my mental limits, and my consciousness gradually drifted away. My body felt so heavy. The warm water from before now felt like a swamp. I could feel myself sinking into its bottomless depths...
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“Ngh...”
My body felt heavy. My voice was hoarse like I'd strained my throat, barely coming out. But the fever had subsided somewhat. As vitality returned, my mind sharpened.
“What time is it?”
My phone cruelly read 4:30 PM. A chill ran down my spine. Had I been asleep this whole time? From morning until now...? No housework done at all? And... I'd dreamed of betraying Oppa again. All for pleasure, discarding my love and guilt for him... As my mind cleared and memories resurfaced, disgust at myself—a mere vulgar bitch—and an inescapable guilt that wasn't quite cheating left me flustered. In confusion, I wandered the living room aimlessly.
Someone grabbed my shoulders like they were steadying me.
“Why are you wandering around like this? I took care of the simple chores, so just prep dinner quickly.”
Seeing Ha-jin's face brought back today's dream, heat rising to mine.
“Ah...! Thank you... I overslept so much, sorry...”
The dream made my body heat up again.
“Want help with dinner? I know some basic cooking.”
He prepared in the kitchen. He looked so kind, melting away my wariness amid the bodily heat.
“I'd love that. Anything you want for dinner?”
So this time, I could treat him normally, without sharpness. About eight months like this...? I worried about days of getting horny and masturbating ahead, but secretly anticipated dreaming that dream again, pondering my life with mixed concern and excitement.