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This is my fantasy story about a weird but hot erotic dream I had one night. I was amazed and woke up wet that morning.

Does a woman's dream reveal her secret sexual desires?

I had just woken up from the type of dream I love to have—a steamy, real-feeling dream. That's what occurred to me—you know how sometimes you can recall a dream immediately upon waking up? I just wanted to put it in writing and share it since it was so unique to be able to recall every detail of such a seductive dream.

I woke up in my dream lying on the bed with just the sheet under me and no blankets. That was weird, even though I was dressed in my typical pajamas, so that was understandable. However, when I looked about, I saw that the lamps were on, which was also strange. Then I heard men's voices coming from the restroom.

“Hello? Who's there?” I asked.

“We are,” A man replied. “We'll be right there.”

'We'll be right there?' Who was that? And what did he mean by 'we'? I thought I should have been afraid, but I wasn't. Funny things happen in a dream, and in this dream, I was more curious as to who the voices were.

Soon a man in his twenties or so walked into the bedroom, naked! Then another followed, and then another, and they were all naked! Soon there were four men in my bedroom, and they moved and arranged their naked bodies near the four corners of my bed.

The two males at the top of the bed sat me up without saying anything; they grabbed my sleep top by the bottom hem and dragged it up and off! After they had placed me back down, one of the guys at the foot of the bed grabbed my ankles, pulled my legs together, and dragged me up off the bed before I could even respond. Then, as soon as he released me, the other guy grabbed my underwear by the waist, pulled it up, and removed it. After that, they let my legs return to the sheet. I was shocked to see that I was lying on the bed entirely nude.


Then all the guys grabbed hold of me, two gripping my hands and two my feet. The guys near the top of the bed each extended one arm to grasp the upper corners. The guys at the foot of the bed grabbed my feet at the same moment and pushed them toward the bottom corners. I made the decision to comply with their wishes as I understood that fighting them would be pointless. I was stuck to them by my ankles and wrists, and I was not moving. I felt that, in my dream again, I should have been afraid, but I wasn't.

So, there I lay, naked and held spread eagle, and I wondered what they were going to do. Were they going to have their way with me? I found out soon enough.

At the same time, all four of the males began to fondle and caress my arms and legs, sliding one hand up and down me and using the other to keep me immobile. They were running their hands down my arms, tickling and stroking, from my wrists to my underarms. It was satisfying. They were sliding their hands over my legs, massaging my ankles to my hips with their fingertips. That was satisfying as well. But I felt like I was being held in place like an octopus, with arms, legs, underarms, and hips all being played with simultaneously. It felt so amazing, but it was also so odd. 

Soon the guys at the top moved on to my breasts, cupping and fondling them and playing with my nipples while still holding my hands in place. The guys below moved to my pussy, one caressing the outer folds while the other slipped a finger into my already wet snatch. Everything was happening at once, all so quickly, and it was overwhelming. My response was to squirm wildly, not from fear, but from intense and building pleasure.

These strange male visitors were definitely having their way with me. Despite my squirming, they held me and continued. My breasts were being played with; my nipples tweaked until they were hard. And my pussy was being diddled, in and out. These guys were hitting all my buttons, and I was going wild, loving the pleasure of it as they were groping all my intimate places.

It was soon obvious what the guys working my breasts intended me to do as they moved and pressed their erect dicks into my palms. As they carried on toying with my breasts, petting my mounds, and rubbing my nipples, I started giving them both hand jobs. The guys below, meantime, had gotten up on top of my wide legs and were holding me in position by straddling me, which gave them permission to keep stroking my pussy. They were holding my knees down and apart, stroking and swirling the most delicate areas of my snatch, and it was driving me insane. As I relished their most delectable robbing of my body, there was nothing I could do to stop it.

Without warning, one of the guys below got off me and knelt between my legs, keeping them spread with his legs. Soon he was slapping his dick against my vagina and then pressing into me. It was just another great feeling among so many as he pushed in slowly, then started his in-and-out thrusts, while his buddy down there continued to rub me, caressing my clitoris, fingers swirling me to untold pleasure.

These guys drove me wild; two were toying with my breasts as I gave them hand jobs, one was fucking me with gusto, and the other was diddling my pussy and driving me mad at my clit. It didn't take long for me to reach my breaking point and require an outlet. I sensed the need to come, and before long, it developed into an intense orgasm.

And then I woke up. The dream was still so alive in me, so real, with those four guys continuing to do my whole body. But they weren't there. It was then I realized that my hands were at my pussy, fingers caressing my clitoris, and my other hand playing in my vagina. My pussy, my fingers, and the sheet were all wet, but I was so relaxed, so spent. Apparently, I had masturbated to match what the guys were doing to me, and I had a wet dream, as they say.

But it was such a wonderful dream, so real, and such a turn-on. I'm glad I could remember the details to share them with you. Maybe hearing about my dream will inspire you to have one of your own. I know you'd love it.


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