Chapter 1

“Rise and shine; it’s time to put the good in good morning.”

I groaned at the sound of my daughter’s voice. I rolled over, and there was only marginally more light hitting my closed eyelids now that I was facing the window than before. I’m not sure what it was, but it must have still been pretty early. I groaned again and thought back to the last time Patty had woken me unexpectedly. A moderate case of morning wood was making itself known to my brain as I struggled to wake up. The stiffness in my cock became more intense just from realizing it was half-hard. Then I went through the memories of what had transpired two weeks ago.

I had been dreaming about driving in a car and stopping at a motel for the night. For some reason, there was already a woman in the room. She was in the bed with the covers pulled up over her. I apologized and told her I’d go ask for a different room, but she said not to be silly. The bed was big enough for both of us, and we might as well use it. Dream logic being what it is, I shrugged and got into bed with her. I don’t remember much about the dream woman except that she had dark hair. I never even asked for or gave her a dream name. Once I got into the bed, I realized that it had been colder than I thought outside. The bed and especially the woman were nice and warm. I cuddled up next to her and enjoyed the warmth of her soft, curvy body. Even though I was already sleeping, I was trying to fall asleep in my dream world but couldn’t.

Here’s where dream logic kicks in again. I get the idea that I might fall asleep if I start feeling the woman up, so I get a handful of one tit from where one arm goes over her body. Wow! Is it ever a fantastic tit. Even in dream state, I know I’m rock hard inside my boxers. I wriggle around and get my other arm under the woman so I can start feeling up both tits, and it’s more than twice as good as only feeling one. I distinctly remembered needing to put my hands under the cups of a bra that the woman had been wearing at the start of the dream, but when I went to unhook it so that I could have better access to her tits, it simply vanished. I shrugged and went back to feeling her up.

If things hadn’t been strange enough up to this point, they would become even stranger here. I heard my daughter’s voice say, “That feels so good, Daddy.” Suddenly, the woman in bed with me was a blonde, not a brunette. I was humping my hard cock against a round female ass, and the woman in bed with me was twerking back as she made happy noises. The fact that the spoken words and the happy noises were obviously in my daughter’s voice hadn’t quite worked their way through dream logic to cause me concern yet. “What are the odds that the motel would give me the key to a room that already had a woman who sounded just like my daughter Patty staying in it?” After the fact, when discussing this morning with Patty, she said something resembling words came out of my mouth, but if they were part of an actual language, it wasn’t one she recognized.

Then something happened, which finally woke me up. All the wiggling and grinding between me and the woman caused my rock-hard cock to spring free from my boxers. I had thought she had been wearing panties, but they seemed to have disappeared as suddenly and mysteriously as the phantom bra. The feeling of having an erection trapped between female thighs was thrilling. As I pressed my body against hers even more urgently, I felt a warm, moist pussy come into contact with my shaft. It was then that I woke up with a very strong urge to cum. In fact, if I didn’t do something to stop myself almost immediately, I felt like I’d be cumming in ten or fifteen seconds. The most natural instinct was to get my cock in that pussy so that I could cum in it.