Dreams and waking
From Torg Adventure
Jack dreamed about his parents. They were in bed making out, naked and moaning. He had the viewpoint of his father gazing down at his mother. He tried not to look at his mother's body, but the dream wouldn't let him. Her face was flushed with arousal and her nipples were sticking out a half inch from her round, full breasts. He felt like he was the one kissing her, looking at her. Then his viewpoint shifted to seeing his dad, running fingers across his skin. Jack pulled away from the dream, trying to leave the room. On his second attempt, he succeeded, and the dream ended.
Slowly, he woke in his room. He shook his head to clear it and pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming anymore. His mouth was burning with thirst and his bladder was screaming for attention; the bee sting throbbed along with his head. Jack got up and headed to the bathroom. He was back in bed in a minute after peeing, taking Ibuprofen and more antihistamine, and drinking some water. Loud moaning and thumping started in the next room. His parent's bed was on the other side of the wall from his room, luckily not right near the head of his bed, but audible nonetheless. He remembered the dream.
Since he wasn't going to get back to sleep for a bit, he started jerking off to the sounds of sex, imagining Karen as the object of his lust. They had seen each others bodies a couple times when they were younger, and Jack had had a crush on her since middle school.
Jack played out a fantasy in his head where they were in the lab and couldn't stop touching each other. The dream was a very realistic, and Jack could smell, taste and touch her, which he usually didn't do in dreams. He came just as he could hear his father grunt on the other side of the wall. The noise died down, and Jack went to sleep.
His next dream had him walking to school. His head began getting larger, swelling up like a balloon. As it got bigger, Jack could see inside people. The pressure was painful. His head exploded as the dream concluded.
His next dream was back in the house, this time walking into the bathroom. The cloudy nature of the dream struck Jack unusual, and he realized he was dreaming. He'd heard of lucid dreaming, where you know you are dreaming and can fiddle with the details. He could see that someone was in the shower, their shadow playing on the shower curtain. He wanted to see who it was, so he moved through the shower curtain to find his twin sister, Janet, washing her hair. Jack grinned, because he'd been trying to see her naked for some time. They had played "I'll show you mine, if you show me yours" many years ago, but he hadn't seen her naked since she had grown tits. And they were very nice, round perky tits.
"Jack! Wake up! You're going to be late for school!" His mother's shout up the stairs dispelled his dream vision. From his room, he could hear the shower running, which he thought odd, because of the dream.
He got his clothes together and dressed. He stuck his head out the door and yelled, "I'm up! I'll be down in three minutes!"
"Okay!" his mother answered.
Janet walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. She slipped into her room as he went to the bathroom, his need to pee paramount. He made it downstairs within his time estimate.
