A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the rest of their day, probably...forgetting about the strange book by the time they get home from the raging dumpster-fire they call a life. But the magic doesn’t just end there; the next time the reader falls asleep they will be thrust into a vivid dreamscape of one of their craziest erotic fantasies come to life.The dreamer will embark upon the kind of worlds you only get to see in. "Yes, I do," I whispered. She went all the way back on my cock, and began to deep throat me. The sensation of her bottom lip hitting my balls' surfaces, as heavy commenced. "Are you trying to sway me by bringing out the heavy artillery?" I wondered. "No, we already swayed you. That's why you are here. We just want to make you feel good and give you a wonderful memory," Gloria mentioned, as she positioned herself behind me. Rhonda used her tongue to circle my cock and massage it. Her eyes stared. I felt today was the chance or I won’t be able to spit it out ever.”Me – “Okay. This is a lot to take. (I cleared my throat and took a minute) Look Shweta.”Shweta – “Please don’t say no.” (She looked at me pleadingly.)Me – “Please. Don’t take this other way. But I can’t love you back”Shweta – “But why? So you did lie about your relationship! Wait. You don’t like me! I should have realized that when you didn’t take my hints.” (she grew tensed contemplating all possibilities)Me – “Shweta. Calm. “Fair enough.”We waited in silence until our burgers were ready, then made our way to the usual bench and tucked in.“Hey, um, thanks,” Emily said through a mouthful of chicken. “You know, for saving me. Don’t think I've said that yet.”“Well, it gave me the opportunity to see your tits,” I smirked.“Oi,” she laughed, punching me on the shoulder.Looking into her beautiful brown eyes, a sudden, familiar impulse came over me, but for once I wasn’t quick enough to suppress it: I kissed her. Like,.