The Most Incredible Dream, Part 1

by Leonard Rhine

This isn't the first story I've written, in fact I wrote this story once before, but differently. This is, however, the first time I've posted one online. It is based on a very erotic dream I had several years ago, so I hope to get some feedback. I'll be posting parts 2 and 3 very soon. ^_^

Well I never thought I'd start drinking again, but after the dream I had last night, I don't know if there's enough booz on this planet to get those images out of my brain. I'm a 29 year old, out of shape white guy. Average in almost every way. But I discovered something about myself last night.

I can't believe I'm actually saying this, but I want it to happen again.

Last night I had fallen asleep earlier than usual. Around 6:00 PM. I remember lying on my couch dozing off, but then I opened my eyes and I was in a dark room. I sat up and looked around but could only determine that I was in a bed. Everything around me seemed so big. I felt. . . wrong. Like I wasn't myself somehow. I slid off the bed and felt a soft carpet beneath my bare feet, the backs of my legs sliding off some very soft sheets. I fumbled around in the dark for a few seconds before finally finding a light switch. Turning it on revealed something I never could have expected.

I was in a room with pink walls, and I felt so small. The bed I had just crawled out of was only a twin size, covered in pink and purple sheets and blankets. As I looked around the room I saw a dresser, a vanity, a closet, another dresser and another bed. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, so I rubbed my eyes with my hands, only to find that my hands were not actually MY hands. They were small and delicate hands. As I stared at these hands in awe, I drew a deep breath and said, "What the hell?" My voice. . . was high pitched and soft. I looked down and all I could see was what looked to me like a pink dress and tiny toes poking out from in front of it. I ran to the vanity, trying not to panic. I climbed onto the chair in front of the vanity and looked into the mirror.

I had shoulder length brown hair, green eyes, and small pouty lips. I was a girl. I was a little girl! I couldn't have been any more than 7 years old. My face, my hands, my arms, everything I touched was as soft and delicate as I could possibly imagine. A sudden noise from the other bed startled me and I fell off the chair, landing on my back. It didn't really hurt, but I didn't want to make any noise, so I quietly stood up and crept toward the other bed. There was another girl there. Her hair looked the same, but longer. She turned her head toward me and for a moment, I thought I was looking into another mirror. I was in this new body, and I had an identical twin?

I couldn't believe what I was seeing, but couldn't help thinking about how cute she was. Her eyes were closed and her soft pouty lips were barely parted. Curiosity began to overtake me as I watched her sleep. I licked my lips, tasting my new self for the first time, and I started asking myself, "How identical are they?" I leaned in as close as I could, standing up on my tip toes to get closer and I pressed my lips to her. The connection sent shockwaves through my body. Her warm breath smelled sweet and minty and her lips were like heaven. I began sliding my tongue in, feeling like I could pass out at any moment, when I suddenly heard a strange noise from behind the bedroom door.

I ran to the door, flipped the light switch off and slowly opened the door to see a dimly lit hallway. At the end of the hallway I could see a doorway with flashing light at the end, like someone was watching a movie. Then the noise came again. It sounded like a wimper, or a sigh maybe. I decided to investigate, knowing I would come back for my twin later. I snuck as quietly as I could down the hall and stayed to the side of the door as I peeked into the room where the tv was. I could see the tv clearly, and I saw some pretty serious hardcore porn going on. It was 2 men and 2 women gang banging one woman. I could see the back of the couch, but couldn't see anyone on it. I crept up around the side of the couch slowly and noticed a foot on the arm of the couch, the toes curling and stretching in fantastic rhythm. As I peered around to couch to see who it was, I got yet another surprise.

She had blonde hair, blue eyes, and full lips. Her right hand was in her bra and her left hand was all over her pussy. I could hear the sound of her hand rubbing her soaking wet hairless flower as she let out a soft whimper. Her breasts looked like a good handful (for my original hands at least). I couldn't tell how old she was, though. Her body said 15 but her face said 12. She had one foot up on the arm of the couch and the other on the floor, her long legs leading up to her beautiful shining pussy. She had no idea I was there, so I decided to giver her a hand.

I hadn't had sex in years, and this beautiful blonde piece of ass was more than I could ever ask for. More than I could ever imagine. The arm of the couch was about as high as my waiste, so I stood on my toes, bent over the arm, and reached out, quickly shoving two fingers into her dripping wet hole.

She sure knew I was there then. She rolled off the couch, shrieking, and quickly tried to cover herself back up with her shirt and skirt which had been pulled up to reveal her. . . intimates. She looked at me, obviously in a panic, and asked "What the hell are you doing out of bed, Ashli?"

Not really sure how to use my new voice properly, I summoned up my most innocent tone I could make and said, "I was looking for some fun." I smiled and looked at her through the top of my eyes. I could tell she was confused, though. "Sit down." I said. She reluctantly sat on the couch, making sure her blue skirt was under her and her legs were tightly together. For a moment I thought she was going to cry. I pulled up my little dress, which apparently was a night gown, and pulled my little pink panties off, tossing them onto her lap. She looked more confused than ever as she picked them up.

I crawled onto the couch, walked over to her, and put a hand on her head. "I want to have some fun, and I know you do, too." I said with a smile. I gently pulled her head back and planted my lips firmly on hers, dancing my tongue around her mouth. She moaned, and her eyes widened in surprise, but she did nothing to resist. With my right hand on top of her blonde head, my left hand slid down her shirt, into her bra, and over her stiff nipple. A soft moan escaped into my mouth as I rolled her nipple between my fingers, pinching and twisting. I also noticed that her legs had relaxed and spread apart again as her hand found it's way under her skirt.

Her scent was so incredible, and I just had to know what she tasted like. I broke off the kiss and jumped onto the floor, racing to get between her gorgeous legs. I put one hand on her thigh and put 2 fingers into her soaking pussy hole. She inhaled sharply and held her breath for a few seconds while I twirled my little fingers inside of her. Suddenly she leaned forward and her shirt and bra both came off in one smooth motion. Actually seeing her perky breasts and pink nipples gave me a jolt. I felt horny, but it wasn't the usual horny feeling. I didn't just feel it in my crotch, I felt it in my stomach, my chest, even my toes. My whole body ached for this girl to just sit on my face. I knew I didn't have a penis though, but I had always had a curiosity on how a girl's orgasm felt. After she set her shirt and bra aside, she slid her hips to the edge of the couch and opened her legs. Her pussy smelled so incredible that I just had to taste it. I opened my mouth to put it over her swollen lips, and she suddenly put her hands on my shoulders. "What is it?" I asked, no longer trying to sound innocent.

"Let's take your nightie off so we don't get it dirty, 'kay?" she replied. I was still in shock from all that was going on, but when she said "Raise your arms up" all I could do was comply. My arms went up and she pulled the nightie right up off me, leaving me completely nude.

She dropped to her knees in front of me and locked her lips onto one of my tiny pink nipples. It was electrifying. I moaned involuntarily, having never known this kind of pleasure. I could feel her tongue swirling around my nipple when her soft hand came up my inner thigh. My legs began to shake more and more the closer she got to my pussy. "Wow." she said. "You're already so wet, Ash."

She was right. I hadn't even noticed it, but my little pussy was dripping wet. She stood up and dropped her skirt to the ground before lying down on the couch. "Come up here." she said softly.

I crawled up onto the couch and she directed me to turn and face the rest of her body, with my knees right abover her shoulders. A chill went up and down my spine when I felt her hot breath on my pussy. Her pussy was just barely out of my reach for licking her, but well within reach of my hands. I reached out and dug 2 fingers deep into her pussy. I felt the vibrations of her moan when her mouth locked onto my pussy. I felt her tongue slide down the middle over my clit and then plunge deep into my 7 year old pussy. Again, I moaned a high pitched sound completely involuntarily. I felt as if my mouth and body were taking on a life of their own. My whole body shook as I came, driving my fingers all over the inside of her pussy, which in turn made her cum. We squealed and moaned for what felt like hours, her tongue inside my squirting pussy, moaning and vibrating my insides, and my fingers inside of her squirting pussy, shaking and digging inside of her. After we each had our second orgasms, I collapsed on top of her, both of us breathing hard and heavy.

After a few minutes I repositioned myself so I could just lie on top of her and in her soft arms. I could not help but love the sensation of her soft skin against mine. I smiled and closed my eyes for a few seconds before she said, "Hey, Ashli. We should probably get you back into bed."

I smiled, wrapped my arms around her and said, "5 more minutes."