A Series of Perverse Dreams, Part 2

I picked it up and shook loose the excessive jizz it was covered in. The mustachioed carnie reached out his cash filled hand to give me my winnings. I smiled as I fixed my hat atop my head and told him to keep it. The video screen above the Box was running replays of my previous actions for all to see. Some people turned away in disgust while others, like myself, watched with perverse curiosity. Some of the men in the crowd were staring at me, much to their girlfriends' anger. After a minute of viewing my depraved acts, I heard someone calling my name in the distance. I turned to walk towards the voice in the darkness, my boots squishing with every step. The voice grew louder and louder... Then I woke up.

Hannah lay next to me, repeating my name and shaking me awake. I came to and found my panties were once again sticky with cum. "What happened?" I asked.

"I don't know, Kacey." Hannah responded. "You were moaning and grinding against me until it woke me up." She reached down and grabbed a hold of my stiff cock through my soaked panties. She gasped, "Seems to me you had a wet dream."

"It was beautiful," I sighed. "I wish it hadn't been a dream." I went on to tell her about what I had experienced in this dream and the last. She was taken aback at first. Then she relaxed, smiled at me and swiped her finger across my sticky stomach, raising it between us. She gave it a little lick and held it in front of me. I took it in my mouth and sucked it clean.

"You better not have any more of these dreams," she teased. "You should be saving all that precious cum for me." She kissed me and we cuddled up again. As I tried to fall asleep, I knew this wasn't the end. I hoped endlessly that more of these dreams awaited me in the future.