Dreams

[destinie21]

Okay I didn't want to hijack a thread but I wanted to know who else around here has erotic dreams? I know I sure as hell do.
Share em if you want if not just vote and read ours .

Regular dreams are allowed too



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[cloudy]

I may post one in a bit - lemme think about it first.

 

[destinie21]

Dream
1/8/05

She did it again and I loved it just because she does it so well. She slipped into my subconcious and tiptoed into my dreams. She’s got her back to the doorway because she’s looking out the window, there’s one hell of a snowstorm and she can’t quite pull herself away from watching the divinity that is nature. She’s in a simple black satin robe and nothing more. The snow swirls, dancing to the whim of the wind’s will, and I know she’s probably thinking a million things that I have never even considered. I can appreciate the beauty of nature but as I enter the room the only beauty I can seem to focus on is hers. Walking up behind her I brush my fingertips in an upward motion starting at the base of her neck, moving her hair away so that I can blow my breath across her naked skin. Moving closer I kiss the space my breath just touched and let my tongue sweep slow circles against her warm flesh. She moans and I can feel myself getting wet for her, I love to know that I’m turning her on. I tug her hair gently before letting it rest swept to one side on her left shoulder.


I let my hands rest on her hips for a brief moment on her hips before moving across the expanse of black silk to undo the knotted tie that holds the robe closed. I hesitate for a moment and she moves my hand to undo the robe herself. My lips curve into a smile against her neck because she caught the
less-than -a- second of hesitation.

“Don’t be hesitant with it” that’s all she says, but my body responds as if every syllable was a physical caress. I know its not the words so much as the expectation behind them. She speaks because she knows I’ll listen, and I listen because I want so badly to meet those expectations.

My hands trail over her abdomen slowly as I continue to lick, bite, nibble, and kiss her neck. I can feel the slight tremor in her belly as her breathing quickens and again my body responds as if she touched me. Turning her on is pushing me toward the edge. My hands sweep in a gentle upward motion passing her ribcage and resting under her breasts. I cup then for a moment letting my thumbs stroke her nipples, then I’m tugging them. I know she wants more than foreplay and gentle caresses and I want to give her more. I give her neck one last bite and let my hands make one more pass over her smooth skin, then I step back . For a moment I forget myself and I want to pull her so that she’s forced to turn around and face me, I even go so far as to grab her by the arm but she stops me with a question.

“Who runs things?” She doesn’t raise her voice and she doesn’t need to, I drop my hand but fail to answer. Now she does turn to face me hands on her hips , “I said who runs things?”

I meet her eyes and tell her what I know to be true “you do.”

“Good girl” She says to me.

I felt as though the bottom dropped out of my stomach, and it must’ve shown on my face. “You like when I say that to you?”

This time I didn’t answer because I wasn’t sure I could control my voice but I nodded and she smiled.

“How much do you like it?” She asks

I take her hand and press it between the my thighs, I know she can feel exactly how wet I am. “That’s how much I like it.”

“Yeah?” she asks

I noticed the dip in her voice and again my body responds.

“Yeah.” I whisper

She squeezed my pussy in the palm of her hand and the sensation she evoked in my belly was more erotic than words could ever fully describe. Then her hand was gone, she moved past me letting her robe hit the ground as she walked. I turned to look at her loving the rear view, she turned her head back in my direction and put an extra swing in her hips.

“Damn” I said under my breath.

She sat on the foot of the bed and spread her legs , I dropped to my hands and knees and crawled toward her not taking my eyes off of hers for even a second. When I was between her legs I repositioned myself so that my legs were bent beneath me and my ass was resting on my heels. I ran the tips of my fingers from her ankles to her inner thighs and she moved slightly forward. I could feel the heat of her and I knew we were both about to burn. Letting my slightly lips touch her lightly I tasted her, slow wet open mouthed kisses had the both of us breathing quickly and as my lips brushed her clit she moaned. I teased a little more lost in the sounds of her pleasure. My teeth nibbling and pulling at her inner lips, tongue strokes that just barely touched her, followed by harder ones that shook her to the core. She moved her hips the gentle thrust ground her wet pussy against my lips and I was done teasing. Spreading her lips I focused all of my attention on her clit. First licking in hard tight circles around it then pulling it between my lips sucking softly as I ran the tip of my tongue over the flesh. Her hands were in my hair pulling me closer. Wanting to take her over the edge I changed my tactics. Without warning I sucked her clit hard whipping and flicked the tip of my tongue over it rapidly. At the same time I pushed two fingers into and stroked hard and fast. Her hips moved faster and she tried to pull me closer gripping my head. I didn’t let up even for a second I felt her climax, the tightening of her inner walls and the wetness of her thrilled me. I pulled my hand away and pushed my tongue into her wanting to taste the flavor of her passion. Her hips never stopped moving . She rode my face while I fucked her with my tongue then she ground her pussy against my lips as I returned my attention to her clit.

I hadn’t touched myself yet but I’d come almost as many times as she had. Pleasing her was immensely pleasing to me.

Running my tongue between her lips and across her clit I kept right on moving up her body as I sat higher on my knees and then stood. Untying the robe I shrugged it off and let her appraise me. Her eyes felt like a physical caress moving across my skin. Without a word she pressed her hand between my thighs and parted my inner lips. I was warm wet and slick and open for her. When she pressed a finger into me I had serious doubts as to whether I could remain standing. She saw or felt the tremor in my legs and smiled.

She moved to lay across the bed pulling me so that I would follow. I hadn’t expected her to be so strong so when she pulled I lost balance and fell on top of her. She rolled us over reversing our positions.

“I run shit” she told me with a wink.

“I know” and I did know.

She slipped her hand between our bodies and then between my thighs. She was teasing me and stringing me out along the jagged peaks of my own arousal. I was moaning non stop and moving my hips trying to chase her fingers.

“Stop” she said

And I did I understood that she wanted to control when I climaxed and so I used every ounce of will power I had to keep my hips from thrusting to meet her every stroke. My body was trembling with the effort as well as with intense arousal she evoked in me. When her motions quickened I lost control, my hips moved of their own accord and my pussy clenched around her thrusting fingers, then I screamed.

I woke up soaking wet for the second night in a row, this time I was shaking from the very real orgasm I’d just had. “God damn” I whispered to myself as my hand found it’s way between my sweat slick thighs.

 

[TeasedWhispers]

I have many fantasies dealing with being dominated and controlled dealing with dehumanization and being a puppy girl

 

[herecomestherain]

I had a sexy little dream the other night, not full on sex but it seemed so real at the time, beautifully real...

Caffeine Induced Erotica

I rather foolishly drank coffee last night at around 9.30pm. It was a foolish thing to do because caffeine keeps me awake, but because I've been burning the candle at both ends the last week or so, staying up to the wee hours of the morning, I thought I'd just get into bed and see if I could get to sleep anyway. I seemed to nod off without any problem but boy did I have a lot of very vivid dreams. Actually scratch vivid and replace with explicit -- explicit and very enjoyable.

Having had dinner with a dear friend who's been overseas for nearly two years, I lay there in the cosy darkness of the bedroom making up an "ideal" travel" itinerary for myself...a week in London with her, a week in New York, a week in California etc, etc as I dozed off.

Next thing I knew I was in a passionate liplock with one of the gorgeous girls on my itinerary. Well it didn't start out like that. It started with a great chat over her kitchen table as we talked about every topic under the sun. She smiled and said "I'm glad you're here", stood up, leant forward and very gently placed her lips on mine. It was as if that was her heart's desire and she couldn't resist.

When I didn't move, she pressed more firmly and kind of hummed a murmur of pleasure into my mouth. She sat back down and smiled again.

In my dreams, sensations always seem to be magnified or maybe my perception and recollection gets skewed? Her lips were the softest flesh I'd ever felt, slightly cool and soft, soft, soft. That's all. It was just a kiss -- a beautiful, unexpected, hot kiss and it left me wet.

My love affair with coffee has been cemented -- in fact, I'm preparing the pot right now.

 

[BlackShanglan]

When I have erotic dreams, the rule seems to be that it will always be about some recognizable individual (not a faceless random person) and it will always be someone completely baffling. Usually it's someone for whom I have never felt the slightest attraction, but whom I know immediately upon waking that I will never be able to look at the same again. Most inconvenient. Once - and this truly horrified me - it was even a politician.

Hopelessly, hopelessly perverse.

Shanglan

 

[SnoopDog]

Since the brain throws together various stuff already experienced I almost never have any erotic dreams since I never experienced anything erotic.

I sometimes have dreams where I get close to kissing someone but then I wake up.

Snoopy

 

[tolyk]

Since the brain throws together various stuff already experienced I almost never have any erotic dreams since I never experienced anything erotic.

I sometimes have dreams where I get close to kissing someone but then I wake up.

Snoopy

Hmm, thats odd.. Before I had sex I had all kinds of erotic dreams about people I knew, and quite a few about people I didn't. I've always had an overactive imagination though.

Now, my erotic dreams are pretty much non-existant.. Well, dreams during sleep at least.. daydreams are great

 

[Kassiana]

Hm. When my husband and I were considering divorce I had a rather hot dream about a guy I knew, screwing him on red velvet but trying to be quiet because my husband was around.

Other than that, the only actual dream I've had that I remember concerning sex was one during high school where I went to bite off a jerk's cock and he didn't have one.

 

[jamesofthedead]

I have a really overactive imagination. 5 maybe 6 years ago I used to have the wackiest dreams. I'm talking mind boggling surreal. Dr Seuss didn't have anything on those dreams. I'm talking swarms of ants that could take human form and burn through locks, Sophie, our cat at the time once murdered me in my dream, I woke up shaking from that one. All it took was one glass of water before bed and they stopped. Thank god.

 

[domjoe]

I'm talking swarms of ants that could take human form and burn through locks

Funny you should mention that. When I was in my late teens I had a recurring dream about being chased by a killer. I always ran away, and never saw his face.

Then, one night, I started having the same dream, but decided this time not to run away. The "killer" was made out of wasps. I ran away again, but as I was running, I said to myself "they're just wasps."

Then I had the dream again, only this time, they weren't wasps, they were flying ants. I wasn't scared anymore.

I was seeing a shrink at the time, who told me it's common for people to "break their fears down" into smaller things when they're dealing with something too scary to handle.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

God, you guys have sensible dreams! Your dreams make more sense than my waking life.

The one wet dream I remember having happened when I was in my teens. I dreamt I was riding piggyback on Carmen Miranda's back on a beach. Her hat with all the fruit was in my face and I was kicking her to make her run faster.

All of a sudden a huge torpedo came shooting out from under her skirt, and that's when I came.

Let's see you beat that!

---Zoot

 

[ABSTRUSE]

God, you guys have sensible dreams! Your dreams make more sense than my waking life.

The one wet dream I remember having happened when I was in my teens. I dreamt I was riding piggyback on Carmen Miranda's back on a beach. Her hat with all the fruit was in my face and I was kicking her to make her run faster.

All of a sudden a huge torpedo came shooting out from under her skirt, and that's when I came.

Let's see you beat that!

---Zoot

God, I want to paint that!!!
You'd make Salvador Dali' proud!

 

[Quiet_Cool]

God, I want to paint that!!!
You'd make Salvador Dali' proud!

Which is a bad thing. The man wore diapers, y'know?

Anyway, it's all normal dreams for me, save maybe two in my entire life that I can recall (although maybe Freud would say my erotic dreams are being suppressed by my overactive Superego enforcing its will upon my Id...).

Can't think of any in particular right now, though. No interesting ones in a while.

Q_C

 

[solomon797]

Well

I have many fantasies dealing with being dominated and controlled dealing with dehumanization and being a puppy girl

Well Id like to help you explore those .

 

[solomon797]

Okay I didn't want to hijack a thread but I wanted to know who else around here has erotic dreams? I know I sure as hell do.
Share em if you want if not just vote and read ours .

Regular dreams are allowed too



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Baby as hot as you are i would be surprised if you did not have erotic dreams.