Dan gasped for air as he raised his head from his pillow, taking long deep breaths. His body was covered in sweat, and he was hit with a harsh, musky smell. But as he sat up further, it was clear when he looked around that he was all alone.
Maybe it was all a dream, he thought. I mean, it’s not like I woke up and found that I had married a goddess. But it felt so real. The sex was beyond real, the way the woman bounced on his dick, her breasts moving with every thrust, her hair wild. If it was a dream, Dan had to admit it was the best wet dream he’d ever had. Getting out of bed, after the first step, he realized that he felt amazing, like he had gotten the best sleep of his life. His body wasn’t even sore — no creaky joints or even a sore muscle. He felt like a million bucks.
Quickly he pulled on a pair of sweatpants and began walking towards his kitchen. thinking about cooking something. He thought of some pancakes with a side of bacon and juice. Hell, just that idea made his stomach growl with hunger.