My dreams have been getting so weird lately. I’d never have considered myself a necrophiliac but all my sex dreams have revolved around the undead. Last night I had this dream about how I was a guinea pig, given aphrodisiacs injected straight into my clit by this group of doctors. All of them in hats, goggles, and masks so I can’t see any of their faces. The drug making me ache and scream to be touched and fucked… Well, it seems I wasn’t the experiment at all as I heard a clicking come across the tile floor unlike anything I’d ever heard of. Heard the metallic ting of something hard touching metal and a cold pressure as something pressed into me. I stopped my writing long enough to look up to see the grinning face of death above me. The skull studying me as I felt something hard and unyielding press against my pussy. Humping me as if it had a cock. The pelvis bone getting more and more slippery as it collected my arousal and the thick hard bone pressing and rubbing my clit in a way that made me want to scream and cum at the same time. I was so lost on how to feel but this skeleton obviously wanted to be the lover I needed so I embraced him… her… it. I wasn’t sure, but I opened my legs for it, screaming in pleasure as the first orgasm ripped through me. The skeleton showed no signs of being close itself and kept humping and humping. It was too much with my over sensitive clit and I find myself crying, screaming, the pleasure turning into burning as another orgasm was forced from my body. I lost count of the orgasms by the time I woke up, my entire world having blurred into the sensations running through my body and my skeletal lover. But… My pussy was so sore to the touch and I had rope burn on my wrists… What did this mean? Was I really dreaming?
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