A Series of Perverse Dreams, Part 3

After my last couple dreams, I began to watch a ton of gangbang and bukkake porn. I had jerked to this kinda stuff before but now I was watching it constantly and this time around, it was to the thought of being the girl in the scene. Something about watching a beautiful woman taking numerous cocks in every hole and multiple loads all over her perfect body equated to the pinnacle of femininity in my eyes. To be helpless and dominated, but at the same time, the absolute center of attention. To be lusted over so much, guys wouldn't even care they didn't get you all to themselves. To make them so horny, they're willing to share with random strangers just to get a shot at you. This new fixation would soon dominate my sleep cycle.

In my dream, I stood in front of a large building full of reflective glass windows in a busy downtown area. I was Plain Jane me again, but dressed in heels, a pencil skirt and a low cut blouse. In my hand was a business card with the address of said building. I walked inside and up to a security station. I was greeted by a tall and friendly guard. I have to admit he was quite handsome with a chiseled jaw and muscular build. I handed him the card and a large smile slowly spread across his face. He kindly directed me to the elevator bank and told me to ignore the buttons with numbers, choose from a panel of letters, and select "F". I hopped onto the elevator and took a quick ride. The doors opened to a small hallway with just a single door at the end. Not knowing what to expect, I took a deep breathe before entering.

Inside was a pretty plain looking waiting room with a big desk in the middle. At the desk was a woman with dark black hair and glasses. She had vibrant red lipstick and soft, mischievous eyes. When she stood I took in her voluptuous figure, thick, busty and curvy in all the right ways. In a thick eastern European accent she greeted me, "Welcome to Flirtatious Enhancement Mechanics. We've been expecting your, Ms. Klarissa." She took me by the hand and guided me through the door behind her desk. "Please follow me," she said in a low, sultry voice.