When Dreams Become Reality

LYRA LOOKING BACK*While I have made attempts at dating, my track record hasn't been the best. The troubles began two years ago when Vega and I went on a doubledate with a couple of guys from our local high school, and since then my dating and relationship experiences have been nothing short of none exsistant.Before Harrison and Landon could take Vega and me anywhere, they had to deal with the ire of our father. He insisted we stay put until he had his say, but our mother intervened, soothing him and pleading with him to go easy on our dates. We were grateful for her presence, especially since she planned to head to the hospital after we left. She was on call but refused to miss the send off of our first dates.As we settled into the cozy living room, dad made a declaration that caught me off guard. "My daughters both have Mace," he said. I could sense the seriousness in his voice. The flickering of the fireplace cast a warm glow on his face, highlighting the concern etched on his fea

LYRA*"Vega, how much do you have left behind to unbox in the kitchen? I'm finished here in the living room," I squealed as I collapsed the last box I had unpacked for the previous thirty minutes. "Arg," Vega grunted. "I want to die right now. Why do we have so many kitchen utensils? I'm so frustrated, Lyra. Give me thirty minutes," Vega complained. "Well, we've got about forty-five minutes before we need to stop and start getting ready for our double date tonight," I shrieked. Vega and I turned twenty-one today; we could go clubbing and drink alcohol, Vodka, and Red Bull for me, please. "I know, I'm so excited," Vega piped and groaned as she deposited a crockpot in the cabinet. Our parents had this home built for us, one for graduating with our bachelor's degrees, even though that was two years ago, and two for our twenty-first birthday. Vega and I have been working double-time on achieving our PhDs. We've been taking Summer courses to get college done and establish our careers.

BLAZE* What the hell is going on? I thought to myself as I woke up in a room I had never seen before. I blinked a few times so my eyes could adjust. I’m freaking out for sure. I can’t seem to get my bearings. Once my eyes adjusted, I saw a woman lying in a bed I had never seen before. I looked down to see that I was half naked in only my black boxer briefs. I took in a big gulp of air and held it for a moment until I got dizzy and let it out quietly, so I wouldn’t wake her. I had to get out of here. How did I get in here in the first place? I used to sleepwalk when I was younger and into my teens. I guess I’m back to that. It’s the only explanation for why I’m standing here in my underwear. Fuck, I probably look like a creeper standing here close to this woman's bed. I glanced to see that a lamp was on her nightstand that casts a faint glow of light, allowing me to see her room. I still couldn’t recognize where I was, and it wouldn’t take too much effort to get to her door without

BLAZE* She pulled back from the kiss for a moment, smacked her lips together, and then licked her bottom lip. She wanted me, and fuck if I didn't want her more. That action alone was enough to do me in. A soft moan from her lips sent a shock through my body, making my cock jump inside my underwear, letting her know how much I enjoyed the warmth of her hand along my shaft. She kissed me fiercely as she stroked my cock with hunger. She made her way to my balls and massaged them gently. I groaned and hummed in pleasure as she massaged my balls. We had stopped for air, and damn it if she didn't drive me more to insanity by nibbling her bottom lip. I was about to combust because the fire was raging inside of me. No more, Mr. Nice Guy, I've got to be inside her now. I need to feel her pussy as it strangles my cock. I let go of her ass and shoved my underwear off. I kicked them to the side and pulled her back to me for another rapturous kiss. The soft skin of her belly felt terrific as it

BLAZE*