Haven And Chaos

31) More sex than I can take

"Urgh!" My teeth gritted to the intruder of a dick pushing its way inside me. He was so large that I feared I'd tear any second. The only solace I had was that this was all just a wet dream and I'd only wake up with my pants wet from my orgasm earlier on.

"So damn tight!" Gale grunted raising my waist to meet his engorged cock. His concentration was wholly down there, his eyes hard on our fusing organs of pleasure like they were all that mattered.
He let out a few more grunts that sounded like from both pain and pleasure.

Throwing his head back, he made one final thrust, slamming his full length inside me.

I cried out, my back arching and my chest lifting as if offering everything to him.
He stayed still for about five seconds and I've never before felt so full of anything. His cock was like a large plug inserted in my vagina to play in there. The walls were trying to stay relaxed, but feeling such a huge cock buried in me made my muscles tense up.

"Relax dammit! You're going to snap my dick if you don't."

Tears were gathering at the corner of my eyes. "This feels so real. It shouldn't be like this."
I was crying. "Why are you so big?"

"Shut up! Not like you'll feel any pain. This is all in my head. Fuck! I need to take a break from your real self or I might end up fucking you in reality."

I ran the back of my hand across my eyes, wiping away the tears. "What are you talking about?"

"Urgh!" He raised my waist even further to rest my ass on his thighs. "Shut up and take this cock... I'll cum if I continue doing nothing while you keep sucking me like this. Fuck! This imaginary pussy feels so damn tight and hot."

"Ima-"
Gale pulled back and then thrust forward mightily. His tip brushed my cervix slightly and it had me crying out as an unfamiliar sensation washed over me. What was real and what was a dream? I had no idea. The line was blurring quite fast like the pounds of Gale's cock in my vagina. There was pain and pleasure.
And I for a fact was certain that...one could never feel pain in a dream.

So this...this was real.
As the revelation dawned upon me, my bones liquidized, and my heart ceased beating for a second or two.

Gale's grunts as he rammed my pussy, the thin sweat forming all over his firm skin, his cock rubbing all over the walls of my vagina...everything was real.
And now that I was aware this was no longer my dream, I began drying up from both fear and tension.
"Focus! You might be a figment of my illusion but I'd like to fuck a wet pussy."

Right.
The smell of alcohol from earlier was real. And him fucking me right now was because he thought I wasn't real.
What would happen if he knew I was there physically?
And most importantly, how was I to continue with the sex to make it seem like I was what he thought I was?

I shut my eyes and forced my mind to create an intimate scenario in my head. Who, who did I want to fuck me? Who would be a better candidate than Gale?
'Nikolai!' an excited voice beamed.
Yes. He was good-looking, strong, collected...and I was now about to replace Gale with him. How would he moan? How would he fuck me?

'Doesn't matter. Just picture him instead.'

And thus my mind began creating the fantasy while Gale fucked me. With each thrust, I called Nikolai's name in my head while biting down my moans.
Gale's thrusts were so rough, conveying some kind of anger.

"Yes! Get wet for me you little slut!" Gale roared in between his pounding, "I want you to remember my dick destroying your tight pussy even though you're not real. Argh! Fuck! Now I'm going to-" his hands gripped my waist even tightly, "-cum in this pussy of yours and fill it up so no other man can come near you."

Sure this was an illusion to him, but we were werewolves in his head? Was he 'marking' me?

Suddenly, warmth spread in the depths of my vagina before Gale slumped on my body.
His breaths were as heavy as his body, crushing me under him.
"Get off of-"

"Stop moving. I want to relax so I can do it again."

My jaw dropped. "D-do, do it again?"

"Mmm..." His lips found my shoulder, kissing my bare skin while his hands slipped into my hair. "It's so soft as usual. And it-" endless pecks, "-smells just as calming as in reality. I love smelling your hair while we sleep. I love holding this body of yours. But lately, I've been waking up with cum in my shorts. I wonder if you have felt my hard cock on your ass while you sleep!"

I tried to breathe normally but, his words, his weight, and his half-erect cock still inside me did things to my body that I hadn't felt.
As my mind grew thicker from the millions of thoughts flashing in it, some pain erupted from my shoulder. I flinched, "Ow! Stop biting me."

Gale chuckled lifting his head to gaze into my eyes in the fading sunset. "I can do whatever I please with you, Maya. You're just a made-up existence to help me cope with the anger and desire that you aroused at the ball. If I can't punish you in real life, I'll do it here. I'll fuck you till your pussy goes numb and until my cum leaks from you like water."

I shivered in the inside.
And from the cock which was once more filled with life, I became certain that he meant exactly as he had said. He'd fuck me over and over. My body was his to devour and I wasn't supposed to act out of character or he'd notice it was real.

'Fuck! We'll just take some pills later.' I told myself, preparing my mind and body to receive as much fucking as it could for there was no way out.

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Knees wobbling, pussy puffy and throbbing, thighs sore and drained...I pushed myself in my shower. Tears had stained my eyes for what felt like forever.
What time was it?
I hadn't bothered checking, all I could tell was that it was hours into the night.

He had fucked me for another five rounds non-stop. Was he even human? How could he have the energy to go on for so long? And how had he not realized that I was real?
I had so many questions, but I couldn't confront him for that would give him another reason to torture me. But it wasn't my fault. Well, partially. Had I not snuck and dozed off in his room, none of this would have happened. Had I realized him eating me up wasn't a dream, I might have stopped everything from happening.

But it was done, and now I felt like a cum dumpster. It was still dripping down my thighs now that I wasn't holding it in.
Gawd! I'd need all the rest I could get. Thank heaven it was Sunday the following day, which meant no school.