My dream started with me lying on the bed, but there were no covers, just the sheet under me. That was weird, even though I was dressed in my typical pajamas, so that was understandable. However, when I looked about, I saw that the lamps were on, which was also strange. Then I heard men's voices coming from the restroom.

"Hello? Who is present? I enquired.

"Yes," a guy answered. "We'll be there right away."

"We'll be there right away," That person was who? And by 'we', what did he mean? Though I felt that I ought to have been terrified, I wasn't. Funny things happen in dreams, and I was more interested in the identities of the speakers in this particular dream.

Not long after, a male in his twenties or so entered the bedroom nude! One after the other, and before long, they were all nude! Before long, there were four men in my bedroom, moving and positioning their nude bodies in close proximity to the four corners of my bed.

The two males at the top of the bed sat me up without saying anything; they grabbed my sleep top by the bottom hem and dragged it up and off! After they had placed me back down, one of the guys at the foot of the bed grabbed my ankles, pulled my legs together, and dragged me up off the bed before I could even respond. Then, as soon as he released me, the other guy grabbed my underwear by the waist, pulled it up, and removed it. After that, they let my legs return to the sheet. I was shocked to see that I was lying on the bed entirely nude.

Then all the guys grabbed hold of me, two gripping my hands and two my feet. The guys near the top of the bed each extended one arm to grasp the upper corners. The guys at the foot of the bed grabbed my feet at the same moment and pushed them toward the bottom corners. I made the decision to comply with their wishes as I understood that fighting them would be pointless. I was stuck to them by my ankles and wrists, and I was not moving. I felt that, in my dream again, I should have been afraid, but I wasn't.

So, there I lay, naked and held spread eagle, and I wondered what they were going to do. Were they going to have their way with me? I found out soon enough.

At the same time, all four of the males began to fondle and caress my arms and legs, sliding one hand up and down me and using the other to keep me immobile. They were running their hands down my arms, tickling and stroking, from my wrists to my underarms. It was satisfying. They were sliding their hands over my legs, massaging my ankles to my hips with their fingertips. That was satisfying as well. But I felt like I was being held in place like an octopus, with arms, legs, underarms, and hips all being played with simultaneously. It felt so amazing, but it was also so odd. 

The guys at the top quickly went on to my breasts, toying with my nipples and cupping and fondling them while still keeping my hands in place. The men underneath me advanced to my crotch, one stroking its outer folds and the other sticking a finger inside my already-damp snatch. It was all overwhelming, occurring so swiftly and all at once. My reaction was to writhe violently, not out of fear but out of great, growing pleasure.
These strange male visitors were definitely having their way with me. Despite my squirming, they held me and continued. My breasts were being played with; my nipples tweaked until they were hard. And my pussy was being diddled, in and out. These guys were hitting all my buttons, and I was going wild, loving the pleasure of it as they were groping all my intimate places.

It was soon obvious what the guys working my breasts intended me to do as they moved and pressed their erect dicks into my palms. As they carried on toying with my breasts, petting my mounds, and rubbing my nipples, I started giving them both hand jobs. The guys below, meantime, had gotten up on top of my wide legs and were holding me in position by straddling me, which gave them permission to keep stroking my pussy. They were holding my knees down and apart, stroking and swirling the most delicate areas of my snatch, and it was driving me insane. As I relished their most delectable robbing of my body, there was nothing I could do to stop it.

Suddenly, one of the guys underneath slid off me and knelt with his legs wide between mine. Before long, he was pushing inside me and smacking his dick against my vagina. As he gently moved in and began his in-and-out thrusts, his friend below continued to tease me, massaging my clitoris and circling me with such pleasure that it was simply another wonderful sensation among many.

These guys drove me wild; two were toying with my breasts as I gave them hand jobs, one was fucking me with gusto, and the other was diddling my pussy and driving me mad at my clit. It didn't take long for me to reach my breaking point and require an outlet. I sensed the need to come, and before long, it developed into an intense orgasm.

I awoke after that. With those four guys continuously working my entire body, the dream was still very much alive and genuine in my mind. However, they were absent. At that moment, I became aware that one hand was playing in my vagina while the other was at my pussy, with fingers rubbing my clitoris. I felt very tired and at ease, even though my fingers, pussy, and the sheet were all moist. I guess I had a wet dream, as they say, and I had masturbated to match what the boys were doing to me.

But it was such a wonderful dream, so real, and such a turn-on. I'm glad I could remember the details to share them with you. Maybe hearing about my dream will inspire you to have one of your own. I know you'd love it.