A Little Dream

by Thom

A couple of nights ago was the first night that I ever dreamed about little girls. Oh, I had thought about them while I was awake almost daily for quite awhile now. I had never really done anything with my thinking about them. I wasn’t sure where to begin even though the urges I was feeling were growing stronger and stronger as time wore on.

That is probably why I began dreaming about them.

I don’t think they started out to be little girls in the dream. You know how dreams are. I think maybe we were all the same age. But as the dream went on, we all started getting younger. Me and the girls I was with, in the dream that is What were we doing? Some kind of game? Were we watching TV? I was snuggled with this one girl and there were two others in the same room that I was in. I think we were under blankets or something like that. I was really cozy. Feeling really sleepy. I think I couldn’t keep my eyes open. That’s pretty funny, huh, I’m sleeping and I can’t keep my eyes open?

I’m really an adult but as I remember myself in the dream, I’m younger and getting younger as the dream progressed. So maybe I’m 12 or was it 10. I think the girls I was with all started out older too but as I got younger, they got younger. But even younger than me. Maybe my mind was making it all safer, you know, because I was young too.

I didn’t really notice what was happening until in my dream, I decided it was time to leave. Leave what? Leave the dream? Leave the scene? What was I trying to leave? Leave the little girls, they were so sweet that I’m sure if I had really been there, I wouldn’t have wanted to leave them unless I was forced to leave them. But no one was making me do that in the dream. No one else was there. No other adults or children were there with me and the three little girls, in the dream.

I didn’t realize how little they had become though until I was ready to leave them. I went to kiss them goodbye and when I did, I was amazed at how little their lips were. And then looking at myself, only in a dream can you have that perspective of yourself, I realized I was older. I meant my lips were not as small as theirs. But mine weren’t that much larger. I think at this point in the dream, they are like 5 and I am like maybe 10 at the oldest.

I kiss the one I’m snuggled with first. And she thanks me for coming and I thank her and then she tells me how much she has missed me. And in the dream I’m thinking how I’m not totally sure whether or not I really know these kids at all let alone how they might be missing me, but even in the dream, I know it’s a dream and I might have woken myself up but I really wanted to know how it came out.

I climbed out of the blanket and bed stuff. I was all balled up along with the little girl I had just kissed who said she had missed me and went over to one of the other little girls I was with. The other two girls were bundled up too but they were together across from me and the little girl I was with. We’re we all on the floor, in a bed.? There were the blankets and I was comfortable but I’m not sure where we were. It seemed like we were either on a very comfortable floor or on a very large, equally comfortable bed.

When I kissed the other two girls, they also said that they had missed me and were glad I had come. And their lips seemed equally as small as the first little girl. I was under the impression that I had never kissed a girl whose lips were as small as theirs. And of course, it was true in my real life. I had not. I didn’t know anyone nor did I have relatives who had children as young as the ones in my dream

Surprised by the sincerity of their kisses and curious about what it was they knew or thought they knew about me, I challenged them. What are you talking about, missing me? I can’t think that I’ve ever been here before. What kind of place is this that I am here and you are here but I don’t know you at all?

Oh sure you do they all seemed to say in unison. You come here all of the time and play with us. It’s just been so long that you’ve forgotten. If you could stay a little bit more, we could show you the games we play and then you’ll remember. I was easily persuaded apparently because I sat back down in the dream and waited to see what happened next. What happened next is that the little girls started taking off their clothes. They had little dresses on which they pulled over their heads and then I could see them in only their little white knickers. Then they pulled their knickers down to their knees and sat down and took them off of their legs.

So they were fully naked. Their little bodies were so cute. Flat chests, puffy little bare mounds between their legs. I couldn’t get enough of their little bare feet. I wanted to suck on all of their toes. I wanted to suck on other parts of them too but I wasn’t sure how the game would play out from here. It was moving in the right direction though because just as I was feeling aroused, the little girls ganged up on me and started to undress me.

I found myself dressed exactly as they had been, in the little sundress and the white cotton knickers. I don’t think I had been dressed that way only a moment before they started to undress me but that was how I found myself. They had the straps off of me and the dress up over my head before I knew it. Left me in my knickers. I felt embarrassed. I think it might have been because I had breasts, I mean not big ones or anything like my real ones when I’m awake but the beginnings of real ones none the less. And I also knew that my panties would come next and I was wondering if my very hairy cunny was about to be exposed to these little ones. I was both excited by the prospect and repelled at the same time.

They all three pulled on the waist band of my panties at about the same time, pulling them down to my ankles and had me step out of them. There really wasn’t time to think about what I was revealing or what I wasn’t. Truth was that I was naked in front of these three little girls. As it turned out, I was as clean as they were on my pussy. For whatever reason, I didn’t have any hair yet. I was just a bigger version of them only with a bit of tits. I was totally amazed in looking at myself and became aroused yet again by my own body. And exposing it to the little girls that were with me.

What do we do now I demanded to know? How is the game played? Without a word, the three of them tackled me though and we were soon in a heap on the floor which still felt more like a bed though it didn’t have an edge as far as I could tell. It covered everything. The little ones were scrambling about my body. It seemed they were vying for positions on me. They were fighting to be either near my cunny or near my face. The wrestling around they were doing on top of me had the effect of pinning me on my back under them as they climbed around and wrestled with one another. I didn’t mind though because it was very sensuous feeling their soft skin on various parts of my body, caressing me really with themselves as they squirmed around. I could feel their chests on me and their lips and their little feet and especially their bums and cunnies as they slid around. I was definitely getting aroused by their being on me.

Apparently, they were becoming aroused too because every so often I would catch one of them grabbing herself as she straddled me or maybe humping herself on my bare thigh as she moved around. I think that’s how it came to be that they settled down on me. They had gotten sufficiently aroused with all of their squirming and rubbing themselves on my naked body that they didn’t care where they were, they needed to satisfy the feelings they were having. I was close to the same point, needing to touch myself but the little girls ended up straddling me, one at my shoulders, one over my tummy and one just below my cunny on my thighs. My arms were totally pinned to my side and I couldn’t free them to help myself with the tingly feeling I had between my legs. And the girl at the bottom had my legs pinned so that I couldn’t really get away.

Then I guess the game really began for them and for me because the girl at the top of me raised her self up on her knees so that her cunny was right above my face. I remember in the dream thinking how lovely it was, all puffy and little girl like with its tight little slit. And then she lowered it toward my face, slowly, I suppose so that I would’t be startled or anything. That I would get used to the idea of her cunny being on my face. I wasn’t at all startled though and as it got closer I was more and more looking forward to having it there and was trying to tell her to hurry and get it down to where I could kiss it and lick it but the words wouldn’t come out of my mouth.

The most amazing thing though was that just about the time her cunny finally got to my face and I had just put my tongue in her slit and I was looking for her little clitty, the girl that was over my tummy pushed down just a bit and grabbed both of my nipples with her hands. She pulled my nips out, stretching them and then bent down and put one of them in her mouth and began to suck. The feeling of having her nursing on me brought back the feelings of my having nursed on my mother when I was little and it was very comforting. But in the dream I was like 10 or something and there was no milk for the little. Just little boobies, just maturing but it still felt great. She kept on caressing my other tit with her hand and pulling on the nipple as she nursed.

Having the first little girl on my face and the other nursing was making me totally beside myself and I needed to touch myself but my hands were still pinned. My arousal was building incredibly and I tried to talk, I tried to beg to please let loose of my hand so that I could touch myself. No words came out or maybe they did but they were muffled by the cunny that was on my mouth. I remember pushing my thighs together to try to relieve the ache I was feeling there but it didn’t help at all. I was becoming desperate and I think I started to wiggle and squirm around in the human bonds that held me to the ground. I can’t remember ever feeling so aroused.

At last the girl on my legs began to act. She started with her hand. At first she just touched me but I was so close to the edge that a touch was all it took and I came immediately. She let me have it, but she didn’t continue to stimulate me and shortly I had built again, almost to where I had been.

The next time, she probed me. Her fingers were inside me. A couple and then more and miraculously, she managed her whole little hand in me. Which, in the dream, I thought was impossible because I just have a little cunny like these little girls but apparently not. It may have been bare but obviously I had my adult sized vagina, or I wanted to have it so that the little girl could fist me. And fist me she did. I was soaking wet and her hand slipped easily into me and she was fucking me with her hand up to her forearm.

I was bucking underneath her and underneath the other little girls the best I could. Her thrusting was fantastic but I still needed more and I was building again. My clit needed to be touched again as she had at the beginning. She must have sensed my need because finally, her other hand came down on the top of my slit and found my sweet spot and began to handle it roughly.

But then, once she found it, she knew what I wanted or what I think I must have wanted in my dream or maybe what I want now because she bent over and put her mouth on me. And she poked her tongue into me. And she licked from bottom to the top and her tongue was like really long, like longer than a little girls tongue would be and I remember thinking in the dream, oh, good this little girl ended up on my bottom because she has a great tongue.

And she pulled my clitty into her mouth and she was really hard on it. It was just what I needed because I was coming like immediately from her kisses and licks. And I kept coming from them, over and over again until I was sure I was going to pass out.

As I started to lose consciousness, I swear, and I thought I couldn’t be any happier than how I was feeling, the little girls scrambled and changed places with one another. The one that had been working my cunny so nicely, ended up straddling my face and I had been thinking, in the dream, that I really would like to have her on my face to pay her back for all of the nice things that she was doing for me down there. And she was soaking wet from my juices and smelled like me and it was great to have her with me so that I could smell myself.

And I built again just as before as the little girls worked their magic and pleasured themselves. They seemed to be so happy and giddy really as we fucked each other over and over again, the little girls and me. I wanted it to go on forever and for awhile it seemed like it was going to and maybe I wasn’t ever going to wake up. In the dream I was thinking maybe that dreams about sex are like dreams about dying. They say if you die in a dream then you’ll really die. Maybe if you have a dream about getting younger and having great sex with little girls that you will wake up younger, having great sex with little girls.

But it didn’t happen that way. I woke up the adult me though I had soaked the bed so my body had thought the sex was as real as it had seemed in the dream. Before I lost the dream entirely, I immediately reached for myself and relived as much of it as I could.

Then I got up and went looking for little girls.