Fading... - Sex Stories

Fading...

... sounded interesting. In fact, I liked the idea of some guy fucking Stephanie, while I was still dreaming, and then feeling what that was like, but I almost preferred her being more interested in other women, that just seemed so hot to me, licking some other woman's pussy, and having her lick mine. I still wanted to cum again, but less so now, I'd seen the pill bottle, and then started wondering about what Stephanie liked. The bed, and bedroom was a mess, but I didn't want to waste my dream time cleaning it, the auto-pilot brain fought against my wishes, and so I went into the kitchen and brought a roll of paper towels back into the bedroom and began cleaning the mess I'd made, I pulled the sheets and blanket off of the bed, tossed them in the washer, and then laid down on the sofa, and quickly fell asleep.

My alarm went off, and I sat up, wondering if the weather had gotten any better and hoping they had closed the schools. I looked for my phone, and realized I wasn't home, but still in Stephanie's house. This was incredible, I'd get to continue exploring what it was like to be a female. I went back into the kitchen, started a fresh pot of coffee, toasted another bagel, and grabbed a phone in a cute pink case that showed I had three messages waiting.

Gretchen: Hey Steph, I'm sorry but I think you were right, I saw Julie all up on Kevin, and he didn't seem too stressed about it.

Gretchen: Larry said Kevin is fucking her and bragging about it, what an ...

... asshole!

Gretchen: Hey, talk to me. Are you okay? Seriously Steph, I need to hear from you.

I tapped away on my phone, and said I was okay, and thanks for telling me. So, I must have been seeing this Kevin guy, and now he was fucking someone else. Oh well, I'm sure someone as hot as 'Steph' wouldn't have any trouble finding some other guy to fuck her. But the autopilot brain was going in a hundred different directions. Steph felt lost, betrayed, hurt, and naturally, heartbroken.

And then I started fading out, and Steph seemed to once again have total control. A few moments later, Stephanie had the weirdest feeling, recalling a dream of being somewhere covered in snow, and then being in a terrible car accident. The images in her head began to slip away, and then she simply shook her head and drank her coffee and nibbled on her bagel.

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I focused on taking over the auto-pilot brain, this wasn't fun, and it sucked to feel everything Steph was going through. I tried to convince her body to masturbate again, that would take her mind off what was going on with her 'Kevin' guy, but it was no good, it seemed that women needed more going on that guys did to just rub one out. Try as I may, I couldn't take over control, and so I simply let Steph do whatever she wanted and I became a passive observer. Steph turned on the TV and looked for something to watch, but nothing was interesting. It was getting close to evening, and her stomach was still a mess, but she had only eaten a bagel today. ...