Queen of Dreams

Rina is the Queen of Dreams! The Queen of Dreams. The Queen of Dreams

Rina lay shamelessly sprawled on a blanket of bright stars. I had previously scattered petals from red roses, and now their fragrant aroma spread through the room like invisible warriors. The candle flames trembled slightly and the shadows on the walls also began to move gently. In short, the atmosphere was absolutely conducive to bringing to life our fantastically monstrous or monstrously fantastic idea. The girl of my dreams, utterly defenseless and clumsy as never before, opened up before me like a flower bud. It beckoned and attracted all my thoughts

and the only desire was to touch, at least touch the object of my desire, which was simply called — Rinulechka! Quietly sitting on the edge of the huge sexodrome, I ran my hand through her light-blue hair and flicked the star in her earlobe with my fingernail.

Then I moved and, sitting at Rina's head, with simple manipulations, shifted her ordinary sleep into a hypnotic one.

While I was undressing, the girl lay absolutely motionless; there was a feeling that I was dealing with a corpse that hadn't yet cooled, because the spark of life had gone out just a second ago. I myself was already getting sleepy. Putting my head on Rina's shoulder, I buried my lips in her large breasts and began to fall asleep...

Firmly grasping the moment of falling asleep, I conjured a bright image of the person who would dream to me throughout the night. If you guessed, it was her. From that second, I began to model. Floating in neon lights, a naked Rina slowly rose upwards. A golden whirlwind carried her towards the sun, to where the amber castle was located. I didn't let her image go for a second and knew what would happen next in the minutest detail...

At the walls of the amber castle, two huge armies clashed in mortal combat. Grim crusaders crashed into the ranks of zombies — reanimated corpses — and began hacking off their ugly heads. But they fell and rose again to crush the outnumbered knights with a mass of headless corpses. I looked at the beautiful horsewoman and smiled. She was steering her horse straight towards me. Cutting down the heads of the corpses, she sliced through the crowd like a knife and rode out onto the platform before me. A bright blush burned on the girl's cheeks. She was heated from the battle, and I admired her. Rina was cute as never before. Leather straps cinched the spheres of her large breasts. And the nipples pointing forward indicated that the girl could be aroused not only by love...

She rode up to me so close that the clinking of the bracelets on her arms, which bristled with sharp spikes, could be heard.

The swing of her hand was barely noticeable, and I barely managed to dodge the knife flying at my head. The swift blade whistled a millimeter from my temple and tore the skin on my ear. Following the knife came a spear, which Rina tried to impale me with. I parried the half-meter blade with my sword and grabbed Rina by her beautiful hair. Throwing the girl onto the bloodied ground, I sat on top of her and twisted her arm behind her back. Rina was breathing heavily and trying to break free. She only stopped her attempts when she felt the cold of ice on her cheek. That was me pressing the steel tip to her eye. Instantly ceasing to struggle in my hands, Rina turned her head and looked into my eyes. Seeing despair and submission in her eyes, I released the girl, continuing to hold the blade near her face. She knelt before me and squeezed my cock with her hand.

The crusaders stood like shadows, with a dimmed light in their eyes. Their brave leader, the queen of dreams, was on her knees and enthusiastically performing a blowjob.

Looking intently into his eyes, Rina jerked his cock, and her sharp little tongue tickled it from the base to the head. Tears stood in the beauty's eyes. How could they humiliate the queen like this. But he didn't think that it didn't give her pleasure. In confirmation of this, she took the base of his scrotum and began to scratch. This hastened the finale. He leaned forward, and the lovely little mouth of Rinulenka filled with semen. Not fitting in her mouth, it flowed down her face, and large transparent drops began to fall to the ground. He felt how close they were now, because Rina, scratching his legs, pressed her face against him. He put her on her knees, and when Rina lay with her chest on the ground, he lifted the narrow strip of her skirt up, piercing her, it seemed, right through with his cock.

He had never fucked anyone like that, if only because it was a dream and he wasn't afraid of damaging anything inside her...

At that second, he woke up and stared at Rina with bewildered eyes. She was sucking her finger and continued to sleep. An immense desire to hug her and dissolve in his beloved completely overwhelmed him. It seemed he saw Rina entirely, both outside and inside. No one had ever been as close and dear to him as she was. Spreading her lovely legs, he leaned on his hands and entered her very slowly. It was done so lovingly that the destruction of the small obstacle, which served as a barrier, caused no pain to his sweet girl. She continued to sleep sweetly, and he thought about what goddess he served. A small trickle of blood running down her leg indicated that Rina had become a woman. She let him in where all dreams converge. Wrapping her legs around him like snakes, Rina pressed him to herself and whispered: "You and me!", but still in her sleep.

And he loved you faster and faster. She kept up, and her full hips resonated, but having sex with this girl was absolutely unlike anything else.

Moaning, Rina arched like a bow and a wave of spasm ran through her wonderful body. A monstrous orgasm literally tore her apart. Her nails scratched his back, leaving bloody wounds, and tears rolled from her eyes. Rina sobbed and would have simply strangled me in her embrace if she hadn't gradually been waking up. Looking at him with invisible eyes, she sat on the bed and grabbed her head with both hands.

— Oh, God!

Then she wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered: "What a bastard you are! But I love you!..."

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