Is this Reality? (closed)

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This tale is closed for Cg and Untamed, feel free to read along and enjoy the journey into the strange and wonderful though perhaps frightening depths of imagination with us.


Kathy Harmon had just turned eighteen, just graduated high school, just started college and just moved out of her parents home into an off campus apartment all in the last three months. A lot of change, all at the same time and yet she found the new changes and challenges in her life invigorating and she continued to look forward to each new day and the rigors it would entail.

However, she was grateful each day when she arrived back at her appartment and closed the world out as she drew the lock on the door. She was so tired each night, especially when she had to stay up and study, she looked forward to her nightly rituals. She would run a hot bath, soak in it for about half an hour, shave her legs if needed, then pad naked to her bedroom where she donned a large t-shirt and a pair of clean panties before she sat cross legged on her bed and ran a brush 100 times through her waist length strawberry blonde hair. Sometimes she would tuck a textbook under her one knee and her sea green eyes would continue to study as she brushed.

Sometimes Kathy regreted the generous allowance her parents had given her, for it allowed her the means to live by herself which allowed the naked wandering, but it also lead to some really lonely nights with nobody to talk to. Not to mention, the last few nights she had been having some strange dreams, ones that might have been alleviated by another body in the house.

Kathy climbed slowly between the cool cotton sheets, plumped her pillow and laid back thinking about the dreams that plauged her sleep. She couldnt remember any details yet, just the vague feeling of uneasiness that she woke up with, night after night. She never had those sorts of troubles when she lived at home, and Kathy wondered if perhaps she hadn't moved out to soon, maybe she wasn't ready to be on her own yet.

With a sigh, Kathy tugged the blankets up to her chin, turned off her nightlight and snuggled into her pillow, drifting shortly into sleep.
 
He stood on the university tower his black cloak flowing in the night wind, the ghostly pale face of the moon looking down on the sleeping world. A smile slowly bowed his dark features as he looked down on the world of man as it slept. The sons of Adam, the daughter’s of Eve what fragile creatures they where. His thoughts where interrupted as a soft enticing sent came to him on the night wind, it as heady as strong drink and as subtitle as the fragrance of a night blooming jasmine. He inhaled deeply innocence, it was not the innocence of a child, no it was the innocence of a young virgin. He stretched his arms to the night wind and took flight. He followed the seductive scent to a brownstone not far fro the university. He settled lightly on the fire escape and peered into the darken room and there lay the object of his search.

She was young and to his great surprise a golden haired beauty. Her hair lay on her pillow like a golden halo frame her angelic face. her body was young and supple the sheets fallen away, her legs long and sculptured her t-shirt had worked up to revel her firm abdomen her breasts high and firm and her nipples strained against the thin material, her lips moist full and ripe. He let his eyes drink in her ravishing beauty and then he saw the damp spot at the junction of her alabaster thighs.

Slowly he crept into the sleeping beauty’s unguarded mind, in to her dreams. She was running, running through the woods being chased the ghostly tress reaching out their skeletal arms to rip at the gown she wore, intimately caressing her supple young body. He stepped into her dream and stunning young beauty ran into his arms. His lips brushed hers in a sensually seductive kiss that he let linger until this ravishing young beauty was breathless, their lips slowly parted and he smiled down in to her innocent sea green eyes. his hands grabbed the tattered edges of her gown’s bodice and ripped it open baring her firm young breasts to him.

When she woke with a start he faded from her dreams and presence.
 
Kathy sat bolt upright in her bed, her heart pounding. Her hands pressed to her lips absently as one aspect of her dream had carried through to waking. She almost felt the tingle on her lips; lips that felt freshly kissed. She tugged the sheet away from her body, noting absently that it had twisted around her like a snake and examined the oversized shirt she wore, sure that it had ripped somehow.

Instead she saw that her unbound breasts had tightened, her nipples poking cheekily into the fabric. In bewilderment she shoved her hair back off her forehead with her fingers and swung her legs out of bed. She glanced at the clock; 3:18. Sighing, Kathy climbed out of bed and padded into the bathroom, splashing her face with cool water. Patting it dry with a towel, Kathy stared into the mirror, her gaze drifting over the high cheekbones to examine the dark shadows of tiredness under her eyes. Sighing, she decided that a glass of warm milk was in order, something to settle her down before she went back to sleep.

Frowning down at her chest as she waited for her milk to heat, Kathy wondered at the ache in her breast; the flesh felt sensitive and each motion that moved her shirt across it was irritating and stimulating all at once. She cupped her breasts, lifting them and squeezing them gently to relieve the ache. As it eased, Kathy pulled her milk from the microwave and sipped it, leaning back against the counter. When she finished, she walked back to the bedroom and straightened her sheets. For some reason she felt tempted to remove her shirt and just sleep in her panties, but as she had never done so before, she pushed the impulse away with a frown and slid back under the sheets.

It took a while to fall asleep again, but she finally did; almost imeadiately a tiny frown marred her brow as she was plunged back into her dream once more, running through the trees, chased by faceless shadows that made her moan softly with fear in her sleep as she was convinced of her own doom if they caught her.
 
It took a while to fall asleep again, but she finally did; almost immediately a tiny frown marred her brow as she was plunged back into her dream once more, running through the trees, chased by faceless shadows that made her moan softly with fear in her sleep as she was convinced of her own doom if they caught her.

Again the dark shadow slipped into Kathy’s dream. she was running the bodice of her gown ripped open. The gnarled limbs again reaching for her, ripping at her gown. The howl of a fiendish hound rent the nightmare landscape soon it was joined by another, and another. Demonic glowing eyes came running through those woods, they howled as the hell hounds caught the scent of their prey and a chill griped the young teen beauty’s heart for she knew they where coming for her.

Soon she could feel their breath wash over her skin feel the white fangs ripping her gown from her. Kathy fled in head long terror her panties the last shred of modesty left to her. She was falling the ground rushing up to meet her. and then they where standing over her prostate figure Their gaping mouth teeth bear hovering over her throat. Then he was there that dark figure who had ripped her bodice open. He stooped his eyes blacker than a moonless nigh held her soft green eyes captive. His hand caressed her breasts his finger’s trialed down across her quivering belly. I one lighting swift motion he tore her panties from her.

As he woke with a start she heard a whispered voice.

I shall come for you my sweet Kathy.

Kathy lay there bathed in sweat her t-shirt ripped open her panties shred from her body lay in her own hand.
 
This time when Kathy awoke it was even more real. Trembling, she sat up and stared at the shreds of her t-shirt, then at the scrap of material in her hand that used to be her panties. Suddenly feeling as though the dark were her enemy, she reached over and snapped on the light. She could now recall vividly the dream, but though the chase had scared her, the dark figure and his whispered words drove sharp claws of terror into her heart.

I shall come for you my sweet Kathy

It sounded so ominous and she clearly recalled the way his black souless eyes had captured hers, the way his hand had so casually stroked across her breast to how he had so casually ripped her panties from her body. Kathy knew it was impossible; this couldn't possibly be real, for she had been sleeping-in her own bed! yet the rips in her clothes...the way her panties had shredded...what had happened?

She must have done it herself, in her sleep. that was the only logical response her mind could accept. Shaken, Kathy got back out of bed, changed her night clothes once more, for the shreds of her garments were beyond repair. She thought she was far to keyed up to sleep, choosing instead to curl up in an armchair in the livingroom as she hoped that the change of scenery would dispell the dreams that plauged her sleep.

When Kathy had redressed, she had skipped panties this time, choosing to instead let the air caress her nether regions in deliciously forbidden delight. As she curled up in the chair, she tilted her head back and thought about her dark stranger. In a terrifying way, he facinated her. so mysterious, his eyes, now that she thought about it, werent really soulless, they burned, dark power emanated from them, drew her into his gaze tempting her with what she wasn't sure but she decided that if it was her dream, which it was, if it happened next time she slept, she would try to take control of it, to question the stranger and determine what it was he wanted, why he saved her from the slavering hell beasts and more.

But that was only if she slept and dreamed again. But she wouldn't sleep again that night, she wasn't......tired. With that thought, Kathy's eyes drifted shut and she slept again, her exhaustion overcoming her willpower.
 
The demon lord smiled as the sweet smell of innocence filled his nostrils. He watched form the dark shadows of her apartment as the golden hired teen beauty settled into the chair in her living room he smiled as she fought to stay awake and his smile broadened as she once more slipped from the world of the waking into his dark world of haunted drams .

Kathy lay there on the ground surrounded by the pack of hell hound their gaping mouths hovering over her naked body Ther hot hellish breath washing over her silken skin. As the dark stranger gazed down into her sea green eyes. he was neither young nor was he old, he was if anything timeless. The largest of the hell hounds had moved to hover over the sparse triangle of her golden fleece. Its breath hot and moist her tawny gold fleece dancing in it breath.

“You have returned to me my sweet Kathy.”

He knelt by her side and his fingers lightly caressed her nipples
 
Perhaps she was identifying with her tormentor, choosing him as the lesser of the evils, but as Kathy felt the hot breath of her four footed tormentor she turned to the man for help, even though his touch on her body had her quivering with fear and distaste.

A little boldly perhaps, for she had determined to take control of her dream, Kathyyanked her legs up, almost hitting the beast on the muzzle with her knees as she covered her nakedness with more nakedness, far prefering the feel of the beasts breath on her legs than fanning across her soft hair. This motion also yanked her nipples almost painfully from under the dark strangers fingers. Oddly, her nipples missed the dark touch, but confrontation with him was more important to her.

'Yes I have returned, but why am I dreaming of you? I never watch scary movies, I stay away from books of the same genre, therefore there is no reason I should be having nightmares with strange men that I can draw no reference to in my normal waking moments. This makes no sense. Would you please shoo away these monsters? They are making me nervous!" Kathy detested sounding pathetic and weak, but she realised that was exactly how she was acting with her pleadings for both explanation and reprieve.

Almost as an afterthought, she added, "And why do you insist on fondling my body?!? I have had dreams of passionate encounters before, most people have I think but my dreams involve seduction not brutalization so since this is my very own dream, I insist you stop!" As she spoke, Kathy wondered if perhaps she had gone to far, been to forceful for she had never before had a dream like this and she wasnt sure how far it might go and though dreams cant really hurt you, what horrors might she be forced to face in it? honestly, she wished she could wake up, but that didn't seem to be happening anytime soon.
 
The hell hounds eyes glowed with fire as its muzzle hovered over the prostrate beauty. Kathy yanked her legs up, almost hitting the beast on the muzzle with her knees as she covered her nakedness with more nakedness, far preferring the feel of the beast’s breath on her legs than fanning across her soft hair. A low threatening growl rumbled from the pack leader as the prize it sought was snatched away. It looked to the dark stranger as if seeking permission to claim what it desired.

“Yes I have returned, but why am I dreaming of you?”

The golden haired beauty’s voice was soft and so sweetly innocent as she asked the question.

This makes no sense. Would you please shoo away these monsters? They are making me nervous!"

He saw the fear I her eyes, he could hear it in her voice and he savored its taste as they mingled with her sweet naïve innocence.

"And why do you insist on fondling my body? I have had dreams of passionate encounters before, most people have I think but my dreams involve seduction not brutalization so since this is my very own dream, I insist you stop!"

The moon pale light fell on the dark stranger’s face and there was a rugged beauty to it that almost hurt to look upon. Those fathomless black eyes bore into her wide frighten eyes, the back of his hand softly caressed her cheek.

“If as you say sweet Kathy this is your dream then this is what you want, what you long for, the caress of a stranger’s hand.”

His hand lipped from her cheek, his finger tip traced the line of her jaw, slid down the sensual curve of her neck and down between the sweet scented valley of her breasts. That single finger that left a sensually seductive fire in its wake traced the contours of her firm young breasts and then leisurely circled her soft pink areola and then grazed the tip of her roes bud nipple. His eyes held her in rapture as that finger trailed down the midline of her flat firm abdomen, circled her naval down towards her tawny golden fleece, his fingers slowly spreading out over her mound to caress her inner thighs as that maddening finger barely grazed her moist pink folds.

“If it is not then you are a helpless captive sweet Kathy and at my mercy.”

The screeching of her alarm clock drew the teen aged beauty from her nightmare and in to the reality of her world of light.
 
Kathy noticed peripherally as the hell beast seemed to look to the man and wondered if they were actually together, but this was another thing that she chose to ignore, focusing instead on him and his words. She stared in some surprise as the moon crept from the clouds and shone on his face, revealing handsome, if somewhat cruel features. His looks almost took her breath away and it actually caught slightly in her throat as the back of his hand caressed her cheek.

This was more like her dreams of before, the slightly ominous tones were easier to ignore as his gentle seeming caress calmed her nerves slightly. She found herself leaning into his caress and had to pull herself back a little. The sound of his voice sent chills up her spine, it rasped and caressed in its own way making her yearn to hear more of it.

“If as you say sweet Kathy this is your dream then this is what you want, what you long for, the caress of a stranger’s hand.”

It was as though he knew her inner thoughts...there were many nights she would lay in bed imagining the touch of a man, to learn the things that brought them both pleasures untold. She caught her breath once more as his fingers left her cheek to trail down her body slowly, awakening it to previously unknown needs and involuntarily, her thighs spread slightly, acceptingly as he reached between her legs, his touch just barely stiring the folds of flesh that hid her inner treasures.

It was when he continued to speak that her unease returned. “If it is not then you are a helpless captive sweet Kathy and at my mercy.”

Before fear could take hold once more, her alarm shrilled its strident tones, yanking her brutally from the depths of slumber. With a muffled curse, Kathy sat up and slapped it off. She felt decidedly lethargic this morning, as if she had barely slept a wink. But along with the tiredness, there was a heavy feeling between her thighs and she slipped a hand into her panties. She was wet with desire and her touch sent tingles of pleasure through her body.

Knowing that concentrating in class would be difficult to say the least with her arousal levels, Kathy lay back in bed and spread her thighs, her fingers slipping between her petal-like folds. Finding her clit standing at attention, she stroked it lightly, shifting her hips in thrusting motions to meet her swirling fingertips. her other hand slipped under her t-shirt to pull and stroke across her nipples as soft gasps of pleasure escaped her lips.

It didn't take long for her to cum, afterwhich she felt much refreshed and ready to face the day. When she rose and dressed, she chose a tight fitting pantsuit, one of her many such items, but instead of the severe blouse she usually wore underneath, she chose a black tanktop, one that seemed to accentuate her breasts rather than hiding them. If she had been asked about it, she would have been surprised at her choice, but as it was, she gave it little thought. In fact, Kathy had no idea that her sense of sensuality had been awakened, but she would soon figure it out.

She passed the day in a blur, but the nightime rituals were very clear, almost crystaline in their clarity. in her bath, as she shaved her legs, she found herself staring at the soft tufts of down that hid her womanhood, tempted beyond reason to cut them too. She compromised with herself though, and only trimmed them. When it was time for bed, instead of a t-shirt, she only wore panties. again for a reason she couldn't have explained if asked.

As She crawled into bed, Kathy's last thought was, If he comes to me tonight, I shan't run, I will confront him. No more chickening out for me! Thus when her dreams started and the howls sounded, she leaned against the trunk of a tree, determined to stand her ground, no matter if she thought her heart was about to burst from her chest, she was so frightened of the unknown.
 
The demon watched as the young innocent blonde beauty went through her evening ritual. He could smell the sweet fragrance of her innocence mingling with her arousal. He watched as the stunning young teenaged beauty crawled in t bed he smiled that all she wore where her panties he could feel her resolve not to run. Thus when her dreams started and the howls sounded, she leaned against the trunk of a tree.

What young Kathy Harmon did not realizes was that nothing in her dreams could touch her unless she willed it, a fact that the demon was well aware of. Yet he was far from powerless for he could shape the reality of that dream world to suit himself and to tempt her.

The hounds’ howls came closer with each passing moment. There firry eyes were soon visible in the night mare’s dark gothic forest. They where coming, coming for her. They surrounded the young beauty as she stood with her back resolutely against the tree their hellish breath bathing her soft naked thighs. This night Kathy Harmon was not wearing a gown only a pair of lacy T-backed panties. They crept closer and she could see the hunger in their eyes, and unnatural lust for her.

He came as if floating on the night wind, his cloak wrapped around him and his eyes seeking hers. The hounds parted for him and his hand caressed her cheek.

“You have come to me Kathy and that pleases me.”

His hand slipped to the back of her neck and he drew her moist ripe lips to his in a searing kiss as his other hand cupped her firm young breast his finger rolling her nipple under its pad. The dark spectra drew back from that kiss but his hand remained on her breast as his fingers teased her nipple.
 
Kathy gasped as the hounds came for her. She stared, terrified as they leapt around her red eyes glowing as they stared with unholy lust at her body. She shuddered as she felt their breath on her thighs, felt the course texture of their fur as they cavorted about her. She felt moved to reach out, to see if she could touch one but before she could act on the impulse, they parted as if on silent comand for the man she suddenly realised for sure, was their master. This realisation should have terrified her, but instead, she thrilled to the obvious power he wielded.

She turned her hand into his touch, her eyes holding his, gazing deep into his depths as if to determine if he had a soul. Finding none visable, Kathy shivered, her sense of danger growing. “You have come to me Kathy and that pleases me.” His voice still captured her, ensnared her in its dark seductive power and for a moment her surrounding swam as she closed her eyes and imagined them elsewhere...someplace with a bed for she suddenly wished to lie with him most desperately. Shaking her head, she tried to throw off the mental images.

He slipped a hand behind her head, drawing it to his for a searing kiss and she moaned softly against his lips as they blazed a firey trail of growing ardor from her lips to her toes. She arched into his touch as his fingers caressed her nipple. She felt free suddenly, for this afterall was just a dream-It couldn't hurt her and she should be able to halt its progress at any time. Even if she couldn't, as she had thought-just a dream, it wouldn't carry over to morning, and so what if her imagination was allowed to run free. Heaven knew it needed the excercise!

When the kiss ended, she stared into his dark gaze and whispered, "So if my mystery dream man is going to take such liberties, shouldn't I know his name at least? And I also wonder...does his lips have an equal effect as his fingers do?" Kathy knew she was playing with fire, but having allowed herself the freedom to imagine, she wished to imagine quite a bit before she was done!
 
"So if my mystery dream man is going to take such liberties, shouldn't I know his name at least? And I also wonder...does his lips have an equal effect as his fingers do?"

“Loki”

He had answered her with a single word his black formless eyes boring into her soul. The hounds whimpering inn their eagerness, the fragrance of her arousal sensually erotic on the night wind. With a snap of his finger the leader of the pack of hell hounds padded silently forward and pressed it muzzle between Kathy’s thighs.

“You may touch him he will not bite.”

His finger lazily teased her taunt rose bud nipple. His lips softly brshed against hers as he spoke.

“Have you know a man yet sweet child?”
 
Loki.

Loki...why did that name ring bells in her memory? Ah yes, now she remembered and found herself relieved because of it. She had been interested in norse gods in her childhood and of them all, Loki had been her favorite. SHe smiled, for this answered why he was in her dream now and said, "Ahh, Loki...also known as Sly One, the Trickster, the Shape Changer, and the Sky Traveler. Apparently also the dream traveller too?" Her tone teased but quieted soon as she saw the look in his eyes.

Kathy gasped as the biggest of the beasts stepped forward at its masters fingersnap. SHe sucked in a sharp lungful of air as it thrust its muzzle into her crotch, panicing momentarily at the touch of its cold nose against the crotch of her panties, but she realised (or she thought anyways) that this was a normal thing that dogs did-it identified the humans smell to them and told them many other things as well. Kathy's face flushed slightly as she realised that the beast was also gaining a great deal of insight into her arrousal too.

She heard the soft suggestion that she was allowed to touch the beast and she eagerly complied, burying her fingers in the thick ruff of fur at the base of its neck, scratching then she moved up to scratch firmly at the base of its ears. She totally forgot that the beast still had its nose in her crotch and was industiously sniffing away.

She stood straight once more as Loki continued to caress her nipple, her attention spilt between his words and the soft brush of his lips against hers. “Have you know a man yet sweet child?”

Softly, simply, Kathy answered, her voice breathless with anticipaton, "Never."

The beast was still sniffing industriously and Kathy shifted, faintly uncomfortable but unaware that her thighs had parted just the tiniest bit as well.
 
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Softly, simply, Kathy answered, her voice breathless with anticipation,

"Never."


Loki knew that he could shape the reality of the stunning young blondes dream. That he could temp her supple young flesh but he could not take and fully use her stunning young body, for that he would have to come to her in her world the world of man.

The beast was still sniffing industriously and Kathy shifted, faintly uncomfortable but unaware that her thighs had parted just the tiniest bit as well. The beast hungered for her its lust felt in his hot breathe that bathed her silken inner thighs and as the parted his tongue snaked out to taste the young blonde’s arousal. As she gasped at the feel of his tongue Loki lowered his mouth to her breast, the tip of his tongue circled her areola until it was a puffy mound, her innocent roe bud nipple a diamond hard pebble that his lips claimed. Loki rolled that taunt bud along the ridged roof of his mouth, he suckled it, and as her held Kathy’s nipple between his teeth the demon inhaled deeply dawning a cool steady stream of air across its feverous surface.

Another snap of his fingers and the hound whimpering with drew from Kathy. Loki stepped back and his dark eyes held her soft sea green eyes.

“Remove your panties sweet Kathy for they offend me and hide your beauty from me.”
 
Kathy gasped sharply as the beast suddenly seemed to desire to eat her. She would have jumped away in pure horror had she not realised suddenly that it wasn't actually eating her, but instead, licking her...faintly turned on by this turn of events and yet morally repulsed, she would have pushed his muzzle away with a sharp word, but Loki claimed her attention instead and she dipped a little deeper into the world of dark desire.

She moaned softly, her hands hanging helplessly at her sides as Loki teased her nipple into diamond hardness with his lips and tongue. She felt powerless to stop his assault on her body and wasn't even sure she wanted him to. she decided that this was about the hottest dream she had experienced in a while and was glad she had decided to relax and let it flow. Her hands clenched into fists as he drew air into his mouththe cold stream passing her nipple making her cry out softly. Kathy was so turned on, she felt as though her legs were made of rubber, barely capable of supporting her weight.

Dimly, Kathy heard the snap of his fingers and heard the lust filled whine of the beast as it backed away. This brought a small measure of sanity back and she smiled with relief for avoiding what might have happened. Then Loki spoke and as she listened, a slow smile creasing her face as she heard his suggestion.

“Remove your panties sweet Kathy for they offend me and hide your beauty from me.”

Her tone playful, Kathy slipped to the side of him so she had more room and hooked her thumbs in the top of her panties. "Offended? Well we can't have that now can we? THough the things that offend you are a little strange to my way of thinking." With that, Kathy slowly dragged her panties down, blushing as the shorter whisps of her pussy fur came into view. Naked, she tossed the panties to the side and noted with amusement how the beast imeadiately dove for them, sniffling and licking them as soon as they hit the ground.

She turned her attention back to Loki and stretched, catlike as she said are you satisfied now?" She thought 'am I ever glad this is a dream...I can't imagine being bold enough to show off like this for real!'
 
Loki continued his sensual assault on the sweet young beauty he could feel her supple young body yielding and embracing the dark forbidden passions the he stirred within her. He played her as if she where putty in his hands.

"Offended? Well we can't have that now can we? Though the things that offend you are a little strange to my way of thinking."

Kathy’s voice was a soft sensual whisper, so naughty and playful. The innocent golden haired beauty had no idea the fire she was playing with, a fire that could consume her body and soul. Kathy slowly dragged her panties down, blushing as the shorter wisps of her pussy fur came into view.She stood there naked bathed in the pale light of the moon, the demon lord smiling at her and drinking in her naked beauty. His smile broadened as she turned her attention back to him and stretched, catlike as she said;

“Are you satisfied now?"

Loki loved the way Kathy stretched displaying her ripe young body to him for h9is pleasure. He just smiled at the young beauty as he came to her. His lips claimed hers as he eased her to the forest floor. The ghostly eye of the moon locked down on the innocent young teenager as Loki kissed his way down her now quivering body. His hands spread her soft silken thighs , his eyes held hers for a moment before his head dipped and his mouth claimed her succulent sweet pussy. he feasted on her until her body bucked and thrashed with the pleasure he brought her
 
If her dreams of old were any comparison, Kathy had been leading a sheltered life. As Loki took her in his armswith a smile, she felt suddenly sheltered, safe from without in his embrace. The dangers she faced in it however, wern't realised as yet. His lips claimed hers as theirs and Kathy returned his advances measure for measure. She moaned softly with dissapointment as he drew back, but then gasped with startled delight as he lowered her to the soft earth of the forest floor.

She stared at him as his head lowered, her body quivering with anticipation and trepadation both. She gasped as his hands spread her albaster white thighs, then again as his soft hair grazed her legs as his mouth touched the outerrim of her nether lips. She cried out as his tongue sank between them, finding the pearl of her clit, coaxing it out of its hooded hiding placeso he might lavish attention on it.

Her hands came up to first push his head away, then to hold him to her as she moaned and twisted untier his skilled tongue, her hips bucking into his lips as a crashing orgasm hovered, swelling over her. With a soft wail of exstacy, her legs waving excitedly in the breeze, Kathy fed Loki a rush of her sweet juice as she came hard against his lashing tongue, spasming over and over again until she lay as limp as a rag under him, even though his tongue still worked on her.

Kathy moaned, feeling the build of another orgasm. She was shocked, for she had never been able to cum in succession like this, but somehow she also wanted more...She just didn't know of what. Whimpering her need, Kathy whispered, "Please...A break or more, I know not which, but please...I need it so bad..."
 
Kathy thrashed and bucked like a wild creature caught and captured her innocence pushing him away only to be over cum by a dark unanswered need in her supple young body as she drew him deeper into her. He did not relent even as her pleasure engulfed her, he supped on her innocent sweet nectar as the stunning little blonde gasped.

Please...A break or more, I know not which, but please...I need it so bad..."

Her husky passion choked voice trailed off in to a soft breathy sigh As the demon ripped a series of cascading orgasm from her, each building on the one before.

Her stunning young body glistened and shimmered in the pale light of that ghostly moon bathed in a fine sheen of sweat. Loki kissed his way back up her quivering body his eyes held hers. His cock brushed her soft dew moist folds its velvet tip as soft as her own finger tips. His lips lowered to hers to claim them in a passionate kiss. He rolled his hips to hers the golden haired beauty felt it nudge the throbbing bud of her clit.

Kathy’s alarm clock jolted her from the ecstasy of her dream to the harsh reality of the morning’s light.
 
Kathy moaned a mingled sigh of relief and dismay as Loki payed no attention to her plea for reprieve, Instead his lips and tongue drove her higher and higher, ripping one orgasm after another from her slim form until she writhed on the ground in an agony of delight. She gasped as he finally stopped, though she wasn't entirely sure if she was happy or dissapointed that he had stopped.

Her breath caught as he rose over her, his hard thighs parting hers until her legs wrapped around him naturally. She was a little fearful as his cock nestled against her folds, worried about the act she knew was coming. Many of her friends had complained that their first times hurt, though they admitted it was a lot better subsequent times. She worried that the pain would be intolerable; that she might chicken out.

The blunt helmet cleaved her folds, nudging in to brush across her clit in a slow maddening stroke, causing her hips to roll slightly, trying to draw him closer. Fear momentarily forgotten, Kathy whimpered her desire for more and he drew back, the soft brush of him sliding deliciously along her as if he was about to complete the deed but the strident ringing in the background ripped her from his arms just as it seemed inevitable.

Kathy snapped off her alarm with a growl of ire. Dazed, she stared around her room as if she was seeing it for the first time. Shoving the blankets back, she staggered into the bathroom and into a cold shower. Shivering, she stood under the icy droplets and tried to dispell the heated images of the night before.

Softly, she said outloud, "If these dreams escalate as they have been, I can't wait for tonight! Though I dont know if I can take to much more heat! I am so tired, it is as though i haven't slept for the past two nights in a row!" Turning the water to warm, Kathy washed, jerking her wandering hqands back to the task of washing as they strayed to her more erogenous zones.

Her day passed in a whirl, at the end of it Kathy couldn't remember a single word her professers had said the whole day through. Instead of going straight home, Kathy went shopping after school, to a ladies underclothing shoppe where she bought a virginal but sheer gown, one such as a lady might wear on her wedding night. Kathy shook her head at the selection-she would never have imagined buying such a thing before and for her dream lover! She decided she had to be losing her mind, but she didn't really care either way.

That night, she completed her evening ritual in haste and climbed into bed, shutting her eyes as her fingers toyed witht he diapherous material of her new gown. Her last thought before she slept was 'I hope he comes early to my dreams tonight, I am getting really tired of that alarm clock!'
 
Loki smiled as he watched the young beauty make her preparations for bed. He could feel the heat of her arousal, the longing that filled her. As she lay down eager to enter the dark world of her dreams.

Kathy Harmon stood in those gothic woods, her sheer white virginal gown sensually flowing about her supple young body, the diapherous material seductively caressing her soft silken skin. She heard the pack far in the distance, their lustful howl calling to her, as the pale moon bathed her in its light as it watched down from the dark starless sky. She could see them on the far side of the valley and their dark master silhouetted against the sky his dark cape flowing in the night wind. She ran to him the gnarled limbs of the ghostly tress clutching at her holding her back as if they where trying to keep her from reaching him. All through that tortured night she fought to come to his side. When at last she reached him Loki, he just stood there waiting for her. At last spent and exhausted she fell kneeling at his feet her bosom heaving, her body on fire with anticipation, he turned, and smiled down at her his hand caressed her cheek.

Kathy’s room was filled with the morning light and she was back in her own room.
 
Her dream started as it had before; the dark forbidding woods pressing in on her, the hungry howls that seemed filled with lust too sounding in the distance. Everything was as it should be for her dream lovers appearance, but then it was slightly off kilter. Kathy walked and half ran through the trees, looking for him, but the howls were not on her heels as before, driving her to his side, instead they taunted her in the distance, daring her to chase them down.

It seemed like hours as she ran through the trees, feeling as though they were holdng her back, her goal just a little ahead of her so close, yet out of reach. Finally, she caught sight of him ahead of her, but it seemed forever until she arrived at his side and fell to her knees before him, utterly exhausted. She raised her eyes to his, anticipation shimmering in their depths as he turned and stroked her cheek in welcome. She whispered gladly, "Loki..." but as he opened his mouth to speak, she awoke once more, seeing the bright light of day streaming through her window.

"Damnit!!" Kathy groaned with frustration, for she had awoken filled with frustrated desire and her every muscle ached as if she really had been running all night long. With a sigh, Kathy got out of bed, forgoing her morning orgasm. She had decided, as odd as it seemed to her, to wait for her lover, as with him, her orgasms seemed far more intense. As she stood in the shower, she finally whispered the words that had been running through her mind outloud, "Loki...where were you last night, I needed you so bad! I wish you were real so you didn't dissapear everytime I woke up!"

Whenever she felt at odds with herself, Kathy shopped. Thats what she spent her day doing, easing the ache that rode her with cruel spurs by redoing her wardrobe. Kathy had always been body concious, perhaps it had been from her straight laced upbringing, but she had always stuck to demure clothing, severely cut blouses longish skirts and the like. With her new sense of sensuality, she set out to change all that, filling her wardrobe instead with daringly cut blouses, short skirts, frilly lacy underthings and the like. When she got home, it took her almost an hour to put away the fruits of her efforts.

When she was done, she sat at the barlike kitchen table and wrote down her dreams. when she had documented them, she scrawled across the bottom of the page a question. 'Why can't I meet a real guy like that?"
 
Night after night during the next week Kathy Harmon sought her dark lover I her dreams. Some times she would reach him his kiss searing her soul, other times he would fade just as she had reached him. Night after night it was the same. Until her frustrations and restless nights had left her worn and tiered.

Loki tempted the young virgin, he would tease her let her anticipation build and her frustration as well. Until she thought she could go mad with unfulfilled desire.

Again Kathy was in the dark forbidding woods and yet this night he was there by her side his hands caressing her firing her supple young boy till just his touch sent a rippling wave of pleasure coursing through her.

Her own words came hauntingly to her sweet ripe lips 'Why can't I meet a real guy like that?"

“Is that what you want sweet pet for me to come into your world into your life?”
 
So close and yet so far away, night after night kathy chased her lover. Her dreams seemed endlessly filled with frustrated desire, for the closer she came to being with Loki, the more her senses heightened and desire for him and his touch pooled in her belly like molten fire. It was never the same for he seemed to taunt her with his nearness, then fade, sometimes leaving her alone in her dream world where she would cry out her frustration. Other times he would kiss her until her senses reeled and she was almost begging for more. But he never provided the satisfaction she wanted.

Then one night he was with her, his body pressed close to hers, his touch inflaming her needs until she quivered with them. Unbidden, Kathy whispered the words she had written on paper, wishing for a man like him in her waking world. She gasped softly as his hands slid up her body slowly and she barely heard the words he spoke, though they branded themselves to her soul.

“Is that what you want sweet pet for me to come into your world into your life?”

SHe looked at him then and smiled a little sadly as she responded. "Loki, I would love it if you could...To have someone that inflamed me as much as you do to turn to in the mornings light, one that wouldn't dissapear as soon as my eyes opened would be glorious. Unfortunately, I have never met anyone that even comes close. You seem to be the ultimate male and as I know that no matter how much I might wish it, you are a figment of my imagination." she smiled ruefully and said, "I think you have ruined me for all other males."

Her eyes fell to the beasts and she smiled once more. "Besides, where would I meet a guy that has fearsome beasts that turn out to be so playful and gentle at a word from him?" For it was true...in a few of her dreams, instead of catching their master first, the beasts had come to her, cavorting about her in a playful manner, pushing her this way and that as they nudged up close for a scratch or to sniff and lick at her until she caught up with their master and he called them off. She had actually become quite attatched to them and the thought of life with some guy without at least one dog as his companion seemed wrong to her.

She turned her attention back to Loki and smiled, "So I suppose the answer is a resounding yes, but hopeless for I know it to be idle dreams within dreams. The only other thing I could wish for is for you to stop running away and making you chase you-that would be the nicest part if you were real-I might be able to find you easier!" She laughed, but the sound changed to a sound of dispair as the intruding buzz of her alarm sounded once more. She had just enough time to turn to him urgently and say, "I do wish you were real, this is so damn frustrating!" Then she was gone once more.
 
"Loki, I would love it if you could...I think you have ruined me for all other males."

Loki wondered if this aroused young virgin beauty had any idea of what she had just done as she shyly lowered her eyes from his gaze. That she had loosed the bonds that held him only in the word of her dreams had given him the power to enter her real life.

Besides, where would I meet a guy that has fearsome beasts that turn out to be so playful and gentle at a word from him?"

Loki smiled at the dark desire of what lay in her eyes a desire she could not dare speak.

She laughed, but the sound changed to a sound of despair as the intruding buzz of her alarm sounded once more. She had just enough time to turn to him urgently and say, "I do wish you were real, this is so damn frustrating!" Then she was gone once more. And yet as Kathy’s dream world faded his voice came softly to her I shall come to you my pet.”

Try as she might her dark lover seemed to be gone from her dreams. Night after lonely night she sought him but did not even hear the howl of the pack. A month had passed and her dreams where a fading but pleasant memory.

When Kathy return from school that Friday a moving van was outside her brownstone, it seemed that the other apartment had at last been rented. As she entered she saw a great black hound. And its master held its leash his back was to her and his dark over coat hung loosely about him.
 
Kathy's days were filled with thoughts of Loki and the desires he had stirred in her, desires that had been fanned by his absence until she was almost wild with need and in fact had resorted to sneaking into the ladies a few times each day to relieve herself, abating the ache that throbbed between her thighs. Each night she waited for him, climbing into bed with anticipation of finding herself in his dark embrace, but her dreams were barren. Each night she waited in vain until a vicious cycle was formed wanting, waiting wanting over and over.

Time passed, and slowly she came out of it, the cycles slowed then trickled to a halt as her logical mind asserted itself, deciding that her dreams had been a passing fancy, not to be repeated. She began looking for someone to spend time with, dating occasionally, but the young men that brought her home on those nights did nothing for her; their kisses seemed slow and awkward and she rarely dated the same young man twice in a row. She didn't know it, but she was gaining the reputation of an ice princess at school, she was stunning, yet out of reach and the young men she attended with wanted her in vain.

Amonth after her dreams quit she was startled to see the moving van parked by her house, with men moving boxes into the appartment next to hers. She was happy to see someone was moving in there, for she had grown aware of her own lonliness and had thought perhaps the person moving in might be of her age and amiable to friendship. Entering, she was startled to see someone in the entrance. It was a man, tall and broad shouldered with a great hound at his side. She gasped softly as she noted the dark bristly fur of the dogs coat, so similar to the beasts of her dreams. The man too was eerily familiar, his dark overcoat hung open, so like her dreams and Kathy stepped forward, Loki's name on her tongue, barely able to stop it from emerging as she realised how impossible that would be. Loki was of her dreams, this man was flesh and bone.

Shyly, Kathy cleared her throat and started as the man turned at the noise. His face was so similar too...He looked at her inquiringly and she flushed hotly before she stammered, "Hi and welcome to the building, My name is Kathy and I live next door to you." She paused and then flushed even brighter as she realised she really didn't know what to say next.
 
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