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fever dream [nsfw]
🕑 Added 2025-03-21 00:24:23 +0000 UTCit's like this
I'm in the ocean, but it's in the sky. Anyone can breathe up here [even the fish] but they all keep their distance. They sense something unwell, something corrupted. [we wouldn't use the word "corrupted" because it's too strong for us, but the sky-fish know it's just a clinical word]. An angelfish, a moray and an angler all walk into a... no wait, that's not it... they tap on the glass below. 400 hands rise up from the depths, and I feel each palm giving me its full attention. One hand gently pulls my forehead back and another lets me drink. The hands squeeze my thighs. They gently caress my cock. It grows. Longer, wider, bigger. It's huge now. 400 more hands [maybe the partner limbs to the previous 400?] stroke me. The hands are beautiful. Tears stream down my face but I don't want to see and the hands cover my eyes as cum flows out. It seeps into the atmosphere between the cracks of everything. Fuck me holy. Fuck me more. Half the hands go elbow deep in my open mouth and just when I am about to split wide open the 29.6 hands around my balls pull away and squeeze and my cum rips a hole in everything. Light pours in. I dissolve. 400 [x2] sets of 5 fingers play with my dust and savor the final taste. Caress the powder that used to be me. It feels so good. I try to remember if I ever stopped cumming but it feels like I never did. Play with me forever. Never let go. I am only here to satisfy your curiosity and hear you smile. I think they're putting me back together. This time, I let them lead. I surrender, smiling
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EdenRose
In your fever dream I want to be the hand that holds your cheek... there's something so lovely about holding someone's face in your hand. It's a comfort thing for me I suppose.
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caroscope
hiya, fever doc. this hurt my face. cheeks and jaw did this funny little dance of clench unclench as tears and smile competed to dash across my grateful skin. it sounds silly almost, but itβs so big. this, the together thing, leading and letting, hands on hands on hearts. anyway, I read this in my throat. and then several more times till my ocean eyeballs became tracing paper and I could repeat it in pictures, I really could. surreal and so real. perfect, lasting. what a dream. wow.
