Not sure this would be a good story, but I had an amazing erotic dream involving a sixty something Jason Robbards. I know, a bit random. (Laugh) I just turned thirty last week and have always loved older men. In the sixties or seventies is usually older than I like, but there are those that age very, very well.
Anyway, the dream. My mother and I are visiting a town by the sea with a lot of specialty shops and old homes. I had encountered Mr. Robbards (not an actor in the dream) whilst visiting and he showed interest in me. I believe he was the mayor of the town. My mother told me not to get my hopes up.
While shopping in a boutique, he comes in and sees me. He comes from behind me and grabs me, hands near my breasts. We walk outside and decide we are going to his place to be alone. Along the way, we both confess to lustful and loving feelings. We also agree that we don't care what others think of our age difference.
His place is an old barn converted into a home. We walk up the stairs to a loft that is a bedroom. I watch him take his shirt off from behind and can't believe what good of shape he is in. I start to undress too. He tells me that he got a raging erection when he saw me in the store. He sits on the bed and I begin to take my bra off. Passionate kissing ensues but then I woke up!
So, the dream was very vivid and had so much potential. I may not have gotten the fucking of a lifetime but still extremely erotic...
Anyway, the dream. My mother and I are visiting a town by the sea with a lot of specialty shops and old homes. I had encountered Mr. Robbards (not an actor in the dream) whilst visiting and he showed interest in me. I believe he was the mayor of the town. My mother told me not to get my hopes up.
While shopping in a boutique, he comes in and sees me. He comes from behind me and grabs me, hands near my breasts. We walk outside and decide we are going to his place to be alone. Along the way, we both confess to lustful and loving feelings. We also agree that we don't care what others think of our age difference.
His place is an old barn converted into a home. We walk up the stairs to a loft that is a bedroom. I watch him take his shirt off from behind and can't believe what good of shape he is in. I start to undress too. He tells me that he got a raging erection when he saw me in the store. He sits on the bed and I begin to take my bra off. Passionate kissing ensues but then I woke up!
So, the dream was very vivid and had so much potential. I may not have gotten the fucking of a lifetime but still extremely erotic...
