Carissa was not often alone when she slept. Usually she had her best friend Shula to cuddle, but not this time. It was a little strange and she missed the warmth pressing against her.
In her dreams, she tried to compensate. She tried to summon the images of her friends to come and warm her up, but couldn't quite focus.
Carissa found herself in a dark room, almost black, with only the soft mattress she was lying on and a soft blanket, sharply illuminated against the possibly nonexistant walls. A figure sauntered up to her, an unrecognizable blur at first, who then resolved into Shula wearing Britney's sweater for a few seconds, before snapping into Orion, of all people.
It was a dream, and Carissa didn't seem to care. Orion was wearing biker gear, more precisely it was a leather vest along with cut off jeans in order for them to be shorts. The outfit did not quite flatter him so much as it did show off his skin and muscular form. He did not even seem to be sweating at all. Carissa held out her arms, welcoming the mockery to herself. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in for an embrace, his strength forced her against him. Slowly, she moved her head closer to his, their mouths opening simultaneously. Soon their lips locked and he wrapped his tongue around one of her fangs. She slowly licked the closest part of his tongue, pulse rising. He moved a hand towards her buttocks as his other hand went for her chest as he moved his tongue to collide with hers. Heavily flushed, Carissa tried to get the Orion mockery out of his vest. It slid right off as he moved his arms out of the arm holes, as it lacked any real sleeves. His hands went to tantalizing her chest, squeezing and fondling. Just as Carissa reached out to stroke Orion's chest, she found two average mounds in her way. Opening her eyes, she saw that the figure had changed to Britney, though she wasn't surprised about it at all. She just proceeded to knead and fondle the figure's breasts as it was fondling her own. Britney moved her hands down to Carissa's nethers and lightly rubbed against her clitoris. Moaning softly from being fondled, her face flushing red heavily. Carissa tightly rubbed her breasts against Britney's, drooling onto them with excitement, her nipples growing harder with each passing moment the shade worked her down below.
Meanwhile, Carissa was touching herself, in the real world, in about the same way the figure in her dream was.
Britney began to slide her fingers into Carissa's nethers and waved her fingers about inside playfully, kneeling down in order to lick at her clitoris. The tongue lapped at the juices that flowed out steadily. Worked up, Carissa shoved Britney onto her back, intent on riding her. When she crouched down over her, she found it had shifted into Shula, for no good reason retaining Britney's little cock. Carissa didn't care and quickly took her place on top, shoving the pecker inside her, even though Shula wasn't supposed to have one. Shula grabbed Carissa's sides and began to thrust into her quickly with all her might. Forcing it as far in as she could and moving as fast as possible. As she got pounded, Carissa could feel the cock inside her grow slightly larger. Mostly in length. She looked down at the dream being she was riding and watched it dissolve into the owner of said cock, Dylan.
Meanwhile, Carissa had several fingers inside her, pumping herself with her hand, a nice drool stain forming on her pillow, and a rather more purple stain on her sheets further down.
He proceeded to buck quickly and hit her inner most parts, sitting up slightly so he could play with her chest. Pinching one nipple and sucking on the other, slightly purple milk inexplicably dribbingly out. Carissa moaned loudly at the experiences.
Meanwhile, Shula came back from her mission and heard an unmistakable noise coming from her room. She giggled to herself and went inside, finding her girlfriend roughly fingering herself on her bed. Curiously, she reached behind the black satin wall blanket and took out an ordinary-looking dildo. She carefully positioned herself behind the moaning girl, licked the dildo for a bit and prodded it against her butt.
To Carissa's surprise, another shade appeared behind her, identity unknown. It grabbed her by the sides and forced a large cock inside her back entry. It was much larger than Dylan's, but Carissa still didn't care. She moaned loudly as she was pounded in both her holes. After a moment, she tried to turn around, finding the other shade to be Orion, for no good reason wearing Shula's shirt. Orion forced his shaft in with all his might and tore her ass wide. He grabbed her thighs and moved in and out slowly, the feeling of it tearing her up inside.
Shula, meanwhile, was enjoying how she could just shove that dildo in there without Carissa being able to complain. She liked the illusion of power and quickly switched it out for another, larger model with ridges as she watched Carissa almost shove her hand up her pussy. It was infectuous, and Shula was forced to tease Car's ass one-handed as she fondled herself with the other.
Orion's manhood began to grow, becoming studded and rougher than before. His pace was kept and it continued to go at her full force. Going in as deep as he could and grinding her ass senseless. When Carissa opened her eyes once more, Dylan became Orion, with the same regular-sized prick, and the Orion behind her turned into Shula. It was a confusing dream, and for the first time, she could hear one of the shades make actual noise.
This was, ofcourse, because the real Shula was moaning along, vigorously rubbing her eager clit as she pounded her girlfriend's ass with the large dildo.
"I wanna... see Dylan f...huck Brit", the Shula shade vocalized haltingly. "You?"
Carissa could only moan in a somewhat positive tone in reply.
Orion was now thrusting and bucking as fast as he could. Back straight as he sat up, wrapping his arms around her and licks across her nipples, sucking on them at intervals. Precum dripping from his shaft.
Carissa was very close to a thundering orgasm indeed. Shula took the large dildo from Carissa's ass and held the earlier, smaller one against her mouth to see what would happen. She too was getting close from her vigorous jilling, her breasts pressing against Car's and a delightfully depraved pool of rusty and purple juices forming between them.
Carissa moaned as the Shula shade took the massive tool out of her butt and moved over, crouching between her and Orion, her cock invitingly held out in front of Carissa's face. She greedily took it deep inside her mouth and worked her tongue across its full length, the Orion shade shifting into a deeply flushed Britney and increasing its speed. Within moments, Carissa climaxed, spraying purple juices all over the dark room, though the shades did not ejaculate at all, despite the Shula shade screaming as if she was.
When she felt a disembodied kiss on her lips, Carissa woke up, staring into her girlfriend's glowing yellow eyes, a deep rusty color on her face and a moist dildo in her hand.
"Good morning, honey", she rasped.
In reply and realization, Carissa rolled over and pinned her down. Human figures of speech aside, the day was still young, and Carissa still very, very horny.