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had
a nice size cock, with a big bell end, that you could really feel
whenever he came out. He really started to go fast at that point,
making me once again grip the ladder really tightly. My orgasms
were coming back to back by now, and I thought this man had some
staying power. In fact by the time he did cum, I’d lost count of
how many times I had. I could feel his juices running out of me as
he pulled his cock out, and thought he came a little too much. Then
I remembered that some people could affect their own dreams, if
they truly believed they were capable of something in real
life.
     
    I got off the ladder, my hands tingling from
the grip I’d maintained through out. I turned around, and jumped
onto him, placing my hands around his neck and guiding his cock
back in. I then gave him the strength to hold me in this position,
leaving him feeling like he was doing all the work. His cock
remained hard, as he picked me up and put me down, sliding his cock
in and out with each movement. I kissed him, forcing my tongue into
his mouth, he reciprocated, and our tongues intertwined. His
treatment of my pussy never slowed down, as this extremely nice
position was being held. I even managed to go up and down myself,
getting the fullest penetration possible. I was coming all too
soon, but knew that his imagination would carry me through to
several more orgasms, before this encounter was over. I was right
he made me cum numerous times before coming himself. When I felt
him coming, I got off and placed it inside my mouth, wanting him to
enjoy his last ejaculation before he woke up. Once again his cum
was on the large side, as he filled my mouth, and then took it out
to cum on my face. I then decided to wake up, knowing that as soon
as my influence was gone he would wake up with wet sheets.
     
    I woke up on my own bed, my pussy still
feeling damp to the touch and looked over to see Paul was still
asleep, and decided not to bother him, just in case he was still in
his dream. I started to close my eyes wondering how the Dream
Reaper rated my dream.
     

Chapter 7
     
    We all stood outside the Dream Reapers home,
talking about the contest. Abby was telling me all about her dream.
I was just about to tell her mine, when the Reaper appeared at his
front door.
     
    ”I have now picked the top ten dreamers, for
last night’s little contest,” he said, pinning the results to his
door.
     
    We all crowded around, looking for our names
on the sheet of paper, wondering if we’d made it into the top
ten.
     
    We heard someone calling out the ten winners,
and both Abby and I had made it through to the second round.
     
    ”The ten finalists have the rest of the day
in which to dream, I will choose the best three in the morning,”
said the Dream Reaper, before going back into his home.
     
    Being quite pleased with ourselves, we walked
home discussing our plans for the nights little adventure. Once
again we decided to go our own ways, and spent the rest of the day
talking and thinking about what we would do. Once we started to
feel tired, we retired to bed, wishing each other good luck.
     
    I’d decided on whom to visit long before I
fell asleep, there was a certain young lady who lived a block or
two away from my old apartment. She was in her final year at
college, and used to tease all the guys that I knew. Of course,
first I had to check if she was sleeping, and once I found she was,
I entered her dream. I found my self in a classroom, and she was
sitting near the front, with her long legs and short skirt clearly
visible.
     
    ’Why, should she be dreaming of this scene?’
I thought, as I watched her positioning her legs in such a way,
that the teacher should be getting quite a view. Then looking into
her eyes I realized she had a crush on him, this gave me an idea. I
was suddenly the teacher. Being able to control any part of the
dream, this was easy. I also created the sound of the school bell,
which signaled the end of the