Chapter 233: Things Dreams Are Made Of And Actual Dreams

The rest of the night I went to sleep with the girls, while Latisha and Stephanie in my room. The girls still hadn't got a third room, so we were all crammed into the bed until I finally decided that I would sleep on the floor. I was surprised when Trinity joined me, laying down to face me, and getting under the blanket.

"Do you really think she has changed?" Trinity asked after a couple short kisses.

"Changed? I don't know if that is the right word for it. I do believe that she has gone back to the way she was before. I know that might seem hard to believe, but when Irellia got close to me just before, a bunch of systems activated. I was able to use all the weapons that it would allow me to."

"So that's why we couldn't leave the room? Every time each one of us tried to leave the room, we couldn't get near the door like some kind of hand was holding me back. Stephanie had even tried, but I still am having a hard time believing that she is just good now, no matter how much proof you have."

"Don't be like that, Irellia was bad to the bone, but they aren't all the same. MainFrame did this, he is the real enemy. Still, I do agree that I can't just let things with her go back like they were in Transport. I will take things slow with her, and we will watch her, just to make sure nothing happens, okay?"

"Mmmm, fine, but I want at least one orgasm before I go to sleep since I am being so reasonable and sleeping on the floor with you!" Trinity said with a pouty voice.

"I think I can accept your terms," I said, as I pulled her into a deep kiss.

I slid my hands down her back and pushed her body into mine, feeling the tips of her rock-hard nipples pressing into my chest. Trinity turned in my arm and then slipped her yellow panties, and then tucking back into me after I got my own clothes off. She slowly guided me into her already moist slit, and I had to put a hand over her mouth as it pushed deep inside of her.

Trinity bit down on the meaty part of my hand, between my thumb and forefinger, but then I sunk myself deeper inside of her. I felt her breathing start to get heavier, and then a tremor shook through her body, completing the bargain, but this was so far from over. I had a lot of pent-up stress from the last couple of hours and she wanted the dick, so she was getting it.

I had to take my hand out of her mouth and fully cover it as her moans started to get louder. I used my other hand to grab and hold her ass cheek to stop my hips from slapping against them. I drove my cock into her now soaking wet slit, then I stopped and made her put her face into the pillow we were sleeping on.

I pushed her back down and pulled her hips onto my throbbing cock. I could see the other girls all sleeping as I grabbed her cheeks and started to fuck her. I was kind of a turn-on to see the other girls on the bed sleeping as I fucked Trinity. 

Some had exposed, but Grace was the one closest to me, and I could have sworn that I saw a small smirk on her face. I let my gaze travel down her large breasts and then between her legs. I could feel Trinity start to shake again, but I was having a hard time focusing on just Trinity.

Grace's panties were soaking wet, like dripping wet. There was no way she was asleep, and now Trinity was sliding off my still rock-hard cock. I looked at her as she turned her head, her face was red and panting.

"Four orgasms is enough, I can suck you off if you want," Trinity whispered to me breathily, but I shook my head and stood up.

I could clearly see a grin on Grace's face, and I suspected that she was peeking out and watching us. Grace was on the end of the bed, so I pushed her legs up and pulled aside her soaking panties. As I pushed myself deep into her wet and juicy pussy, Grace opened her eyes slowly turning her mouth into an oh shape, clearly holding back her moan.

"So, looks like I do get a turn after all," Grace whispered softly as I pushed myself into her, over and over, feeling her getting even wetter. 

"I couldn't just leave you with these wet panties like this?"

I sunk deep and reached forward to grab Grace's breast, but Aquina was there grabbing my hand and pulling it between her legs. Wait, what? I looked over to see the other four girls, and they were already naked and waiting. 

Holy shit! What had I just gotten myself into? Wasn't I just complaining about how tired I was? I wasn't going to stop now, as I heard and felt Aquina's squirting orgasm. I turned back to Grace who was now moaning openly, and she was grinning through her moans, so I slapped her ass, making her cry out faster and loud. 

"Dave, please, more! I have been a bad girl and woke these girls upon you! Please punish me?" Grace begged, using her pouty voice, so I pulled out of her and pulled her up out of the bed.

Trinity was already moved, but I turned her around and bent her back over, giving her another couple of good slaps. Then I slammed into her hard, all the way in, and then grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms back, as I started to make her bounce on my cock. As I fucked her, the other girls lined up on either side of me, bet over the bed.

Trinity stood behind, running her hands across my chest and kissing my neck as I switched between the girls. I moved up and down the line like a printing machine, hammering the D in between of their wet lines. Finally, as Carly was screaming out, I felt the pressure build-up. Carly let out a gurgling cry as I filled her insides with my hot cum, pulling her deep onto my pulsing cock.

After pulling out of Carly, as she was still twitching uncontrollably, I fell onto the bed beside her and pulled her into my arms, and the other girls all crawled into the bed around us. We were going to have to do something about the bedrooms, and why did they only have one bed? Carly was still moaning softly and had small tremors that would still pulse from time to time, but I fell asleep to the feeling and sounds of naked girls sleeping around me.

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I was standing in front of a large group of people with cameras and tablets, and people were shouting out questions.

"Will Reborn be safe for the public to use?"

"Who will be able to play?"

"How much will this cost consumers?" 

"Are there any side-effects from prolonged use?"

"How will people play the game?"

All these questions were being thrown at me, and I noticed that Hyde and some others were standing with me, two more guys and a black-haired girl. I felt like I should know their names, but nothing was coming to me, but then, my attention was drawn to a person in the crowd. It was an older man, but he had no camera or tablet, and he wasn't shouting like the rest of the people.

He was looking between me and my brother, then he shouted in a commanding tone.

"SILENCE!"

I was surprised to see how fast everyone quieted down, but then the man stepped forward, but so did Hyde.

"Reggy, what are you doing here? Come to say how we stole your game again? The same one that killed hundreds of girls? I'm curious to know how they even let such a black sheep like you into here? More than likely slithered in, but the real question is, why aren't you in jail?" Hyde asked in a condescending tone.

"You brothers think you're funny? Just because you had my game to use as a template, you call yourself the creators? You stole my idea!" The man called Reggy raged.

Then I spoke up with no control.

"You can't keep trying to harass us like this! The worlds that I have built are far superior to anything in Second Life, and they aren't even close to the things that you tried to pass off as art. What I have built and my brother has helped me a fine-tune, along with the rest of the team, is something new, exciting, and for everyone!"

Then I turned and looked out over the crowd to all the people watching. This was personal to me, but I didn't know why, but it was something to do with Second Life...I had lost someone. I didn't know who, but it was one of the hundreds of girls that got stuck inside the game and died. 

After looking out at the crowd, I started to speak again.

"Reborn will be without the negative side effects of dying. Unlike the system YOU CREATED, this one I created uses a person's brain to overclock the brain's rate to essentially slow down time dramatically while in the game. When inside Reborn, players will experience a time difference of five minutes in the real world that will equal three years in-game. In a single hour, you will be able to experience sixty years of the game worlds, more than enough time to complete all the game world, but if you don't finish, you will be booted out at the one-hour mark and the game will reset. No one will have to die again."

Hot tears burned down my face, and I could hardly believe the words that had just come out of my mouth. I was the one who created Reborn, and something went wrong. Sixty years had long passed, and the game had already been reset, so why were we all still here? I had to assume the other three were the other Harem Leaders, and they had come in with us. 

"Mark my word, Kline brothers! I will make you pay!"

That was the last part of the dream, and then I was awake. The dream didn't wash away, and now I knew for sure who MainFrame was Reggy, or Reginold, creator of Second Life. A Game that killed hundreds from locking them into a game...hundreds of girls!