Demon Lust - Temptation

Story by sinfulThoughts

This is the second chapter in the story "Demon Lust" I posted a few days earlier. Thanks for the nice feedback I got for the first one!

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Demon Lust

Temptation

The next morning, Amber woke up, yawned and stretched. Having all these erotic dreams, she had more and more trouble getting up and getting ready for school in time. She yawned again. To know it was Saturday and she did not need to rush made her smile as she stretched once more. She felt the touch of the sheets on her naked skin and briefly wondered why she was naked as she was usually wearing t shirt and panties when she went to bed. She inhaled sharply as she remembered last nights dream and shook her head. “These dreams are getting more and more weird every night” she thought. She stretched again, remembering how real the dream this time had felt, how real the hands felt as they touched and fondled her tender skin. She felt the strange warmth grow again with in her and she quickly opened her eyes and snapped out of it.

“God, “ she thought, “what is happening? I never felt like this before. So... so... horny?” It almost was as if a faint voice had planted that word in her mind. She looked at the word in her mind, turned it around and tried to feel it. Yes, it was the right word. Horny, this was what she had been in this dream and horny was, what she was about to get again, the longer she thought about it. “I better get a shower” she thought and giggled. “A cold one I guess is what I need!” She got up and went to the shower. Being the only child of a rich family definitely had its advantages, advantages like having her own bathroom right next to her room.

Amber turned the shower on and watched herself in the mirror. Her light brown hair was tamed by a ponytail and as she looked at her face, she suddenly decided to wear her hair open. She untied the ribbon and let her hair fall open. As she watched it flow over her shoulders, she briefly wondered how it felt in waves instead of the boring way it usually looked. She remembered how she pinched her nipple hard in her dream and looked at it checking if she did cause any bruises. But although she knew it had only been a dream, she was relieved it looked unharmed.

She entered the shower and sighed as the warm water washed over her skin and she closed her eyes, enjoying the sensations it gave her. As she soaped her body, her mind drifted back to the dream and she remembered the shadow and how she ... wanted it. Her hands moved over her skin as she stood in the shower, moving them over her skin that was slippery from the shower gel. A hand cupped the