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Lovely Latina

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That was very interesting, Merlin.

Hearing you speak of your father, I am reminded now of a dream that was by far the most hauntingly eerie, and yet beautifully moving dream experience I have ever had.

My paternal grandmother died when I was a junior in high school. For all of my 17 years of life up til then, she had constantly "badgered" me to learn and develop my spanish-speaking skills. Spanish was never spoken in our house when I was growing up, but I had taken it for six years in school, and understood quite alot, though my verb conjugation skills and accent left alot to be desired. I was quite embarrassed by my "gringo-sounding" spanish, that I avoided speaking it anywhere but in the classroom. Whenever we went to visit her, she, of course, would only speak in spanish to me. Annoyed the hell outta me! I would answer in english, and she'd give me that "stern, authoritative grandmother stare" that made all us grandkids cringe.

About a month after she passed, I was having a dream about being on vacation in Florida with my family. My parents went downstairs to the lobby, leaving me alone in our hotel room. At that moment, it was as if someone had pressed the "pause button" on my dream--the television, the sounds of people talking outside, EVERYTHING had come to a sudden halt. Then she appeared. My grandmother stood smiling before me, dressed in a blue dress and yellow apron. She held out her arms and I went to her. But what was strange was that I didn't feel her arms...not in a physical sense anyway. What I felt was this most incredible "warmth" enveloping me...an overwhelming entity that I had never experienced before, but could only describe as pure, intense love.

She then looked straight into my eyes and asked me to speak in spanish to her, and it was as if a "tongue of fire" had descended upon me (you know...like in the bible), and I began rambling on and on (en espanol)...telling her how much I missed her, how much I loved her, and how very sorry I was for never truly appreciating her and what she had wanted for me. At the end of our conversation, her gentle eyes smiled into mine and she left with me these words:

Be proud of who you are and be proud of your heritage. Be a good and loving daughter always to your parents. I will always be with you...right here (she pointed to my heart). I love you.

Then *poof*...she was gone. My dream continued exactly from where it had been paused.

The next morning, I woke up believing that the dream I had had was merely a result of my subconscious missing her and longing to remember her. It didn't even occur to me that it could be anything more than that.

At breakfast that morning, I mentioned the dream in passing (the syrup, I think it was), when I noticed my mother's eyes light up. She, too, had had a dream that night similar to mine. I asked her what my grandmother was wearing in her dream, and she described the exact same vision I had seen in mine. The only difference between our dreams was that in hers, my grandmother was crying...asking my mother to help her two children (my father and my aunt) as they struggle with their illnesses (alcoholism). She then hugged my mother and told her she loved her.

It was at that moment that the impact of what I had experienced hit me...hit me so damn hard. I looked over at my usually emotion-less father and noticed a slight welling of tears in his eyes. Emotion overtook me, and I spent the next couple of hours alone in my room...crying...laughing...and crying some more from the odd, but bittersweet mixture of both sadness and intense joy. I felt truly blessed.

Could it have been a simple coincidence that my mother and I both had the same dream on the same night? Sure. But will I ever or do I ever want to believe that?

Never.

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Hi.

A couple nights ago...HUH?...oh...the pics? Well, ummm...you all are most certainly welcome to them. They were all taken in 1972 right after various diaper changes and are all of my little, naked running backside, scrambling to escape the near and certain nuissance of being fully-clothed yet again. Hmmm...think to come of it...things really haven't changed much...hehehe. Oh...and they're "hot" because I stole 'em from my parents' basement. Shhhhhhhh!

BUT ANYWAYZ...

A couple nights ago I had a dream (true story) that someone on this BB had shot me 15 times in the stomach with a machine gun (I won't say who it was...
ok...it was Lasher), and I was so completely PISSED for being so "inconvenienced." I was wearing my best white, silk blouse which was now covered with a big, bloody oval around my middle, and I went about my daily routine hoping that no one would notice the embarrassing "stain." I kept putting off going to the hospital to have the bullets removed because I was just too darn busy and didn't have the time. I'm sure you can all relate.

My husband works late nights, and when he came home at about 4am, I suppose I was mid-dream because the next day he told me (and I do vaguely recall this) that when he got into bed, I had turned to him, lifted the covers to show him my stomach and said, "I've been shot, but can we please just go to the hospital in the morning...I'm just too tired right now," then rolled over and went back to sleep. <lol>

I'm still not sure how to interpret this dream, but if any of you can offer any insight...that would be great...or at the very least--interesting. (I can see Harold with his cursor on the "reply with quote" button as I type. <lol> ) I've always been fascinated by the whole subconscious realm and the meanings behind dreams...especially recurring ones. I've never had that "falling" dream that so many others seem to have had, but I have had two other recurring ones. One is where I notice that a tooth is loose, and then before I know it, they're falling out one by one (starting with the molars) with greater and greater velocity. That one is about stress...I know...and usually occurs when the stress at work is reaching the limits of human endurance, or when I'm nervous about something such as a performance or a presentation that I must give.

The other dream is one that I've had since I was a kid. I'm at an amusement park, and I witness (usually in slo-mo) the derailment of a roller coaster. I'm never actually ON the coaster, but I always look at just the exact second to see that horrifying moment when it derails and throws screaming passengers from their seats. I've had this dream maybe 7 or 8 times in the past 20 years. I'm a fearless, avid roller coaster enthusiast, so I've never really been able to figure this one out.

What about all of you? Have you had any unusual dreams? Any recurring dreams or nightmares? Were you able to interpret their meaning? Are there any dreams that you'd like to give others a shot at interpreting?

I apologize for how long this post is...sometimes I just "don't know my own length."

Always,

LL

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[This message has been edited by Lovely Latina (edited 05-13-2000).]
 
<comes running over, shoving people out of the way to get first look at hot, nekkid pictures of our favorite lvoely person....>

Out of the way slut_boy, I get first look!!!sorry man, I didn't mean to slam you to the ground, but after that LWP post last week, I had to get over here..

Hey, what is this?? You said hot, nekkid pics...These are.... What.. These aren't what I expected...

Oh, look how cute she is!! Look at that little white bottom..
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Okay, I forgive you for misleading me, but only because these are so cute
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Very funny, LL...I almost through my back out getting over here so fast....

The dreams? I will have to repost as I give that one a little thought
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[This message has been edited by magic merlin (edited 05-13-2000).]
 
Strange dreams LL. Well I've had a few.

There was one time when I kept dreaming I was falling out of the window from a very high building. I never to this day understood what that was all about. All I know is that the dream came very often over a period of 3 months. Since then I havn't had a falling dream. Not that I'm aware of.

The most weird dream I had when I was very young. 6 yrs old, which basically also should make me unable to remember it now 20 yrs later. But for some reason it's very clear in my mind.
The drram itself was very fuzzy. Everything was out of focus. But there was a lot of pain in it. Physical pain.
That in itself is not that strange. The strange thing is, that about 2 weeks after I had the dream, I was run over by a car. Cracking open my young skull, and leaving me unconciouss for two weeks.
The only thing I remember from waking up, after the accident is. Pain, not being able to see clearly and not being able to move my left leg (knee had done a 180 on me).
Now, I don't know if there is any connection between the dream and my first car accident. But the feeling I had when I woke from the accident. Resembles the dream more than I like to think.
 
OMG!!! I also have had very strange dreams about Lasher. But he doesn't shoot me. He talks me to death. And then, when my body is taken to the funeral home, Lasher sneaks in and, well, you know. No, not that! He brings me back to life with his "born again virgin" speech.
 
Do you know what Freud said about dreams of flying? It means your really dreaming about having sex. - Rose walker

Indeed? Tell me, then, what does it mean when you dream about having sex? - Dream, of the endless. (Quoted from Sandman, The Dolls House.)
 
Perhaps because it was somone from the BB that shot you in your dream, the shooting represents a post from someone on here that bothers you.....Maybe a betrayal of sorts...Or a betrayal of someone in your RL..

Being dressed in your best white silk blouse, being pissed off about being inconvenienced, hoping no one would notice, and putting off going to the hospital might represent how you feel about your role in the lives of those close to you...Your the strong one. Your always at your best. The one people can always rely on. People may always come to you with their problem. May be that you would like to not always have to be the strong one. Perhaps you have something you need to tell someone and your not quite sure how? Or on a broader sense you may be someone that keeps things to yourself and don't often go to others with what is troubling you...

You seem to be a very strong and independent minded person, yet someone with a fun and silly sense of humour. And that may be important in interpreting your dream. I've always thought dreams, in the odd way that they are, represent the happenings and conflicts of our real lives and can either represent something quite specific in our lives or they can represent something broader..If the dreams are reocurring, they typically represent some ongoing issue in our lives...

If the dream is a one time occurrence or short lived, that is you may have it only once or several times, I believe it is more representative of a specific issue that is happening in your life at that time...

Or it may be that I don't know what I'm talking about...I have a friend thats a psychologist and she is into dream interpretation...We used to spend many hours talking about dreams and what they represent in the real world..It is quite a fascinating subject....

I haven't had any reocurring dreams for a long time..Probably since I was a little kid...Then I use to have one of two big strong burly men, with their ams folded over their chests, facing off at each other with the earth sitting between them.. Looking back this probably represented the world I grew up in....The USA and the forces of communism facing off at each other...You know, the nuclear confrontation.....

The only rreocurring dream I have had in recent memory that has meant something to me was last year right after my father passed away....We were very close and he was always there for me...Always around whenever I needed to talk...My very best friend!...After he died I felt a big void in my life for a long time (still do actually) just because he wasn't there anymore....

Three or four months later I had a dream where I was wandering aimlessly..Many different paths and I didn't know which one to take...All of a sudden I felt someone take my hand, I looked up and it was my father and we started walking...He didn't say much other than he loved me and was still with me.. After that his figure changed into a light that enveloped me, where upon I felt a calmness and knew which path I had to take...Even now I feel that he is with me always and although it is still tough, I don't feel the anxiety that I did before that dream....

Dreams are amazing things.....

I hope you get something out of all of my rambling...take care
 
Yeah, I have had dreams about Lasher too. They are more like nightmares.

Now, slut_boy is the one I really dream about. He like stalks me. One time he broke into my house and I caught him rifling through my lingerie drawers.

I was reading this WWF RAW series by Kip Carson and I keep having these dreams of slut_boy as a wrestler. He wears panties in the ring and the macho dudes try to rip them off. This dream is so vivid and reoccurring I have even committed it to paper, as in a picture. Anybody want to see?
 
Now why on earth would I want to go for the reply with quotes icon? I don't reply to everything. Just those things I have an opinion on.

I have no idea how to interpret dreams. Especially one as strange as LL's was.

I've had a recurring dream I wish I could explain that involves running over a little blonde girl in a blue dress. From the time I was 18 to somewhere around the time I was 30, it recurred about once a month. Since then I have only had it about once a year.

Now about those hot nekkid pics. Got one on a bearskin rug? I'll trade the one of my cute little infant self on a bearskin for one of yours. <G>
 
Could it be that you're apathy about going to hospital in this dream suggest that there is something that you know you need to sort out, but keep putting off? I don't really know that much about dream interpretation but that last sentence covers so much that it might hit on an answer. That is if there really is one, maybe some dreams are just plain weird.

I have two sets of recurring dreams. When I've been really stressed I've dreamed that I was in a cartoon being chased by those big-nosed guys in the pink panther cartoons (why?). And one really unusual set was more of a serial dream, in progressive dreams I learnt to fly, first I could run and jump for longer than normal, then I could take off from a run. Unfortunately by the time that I could take off without running the dreams stopped.

And I think everyone knows Freud's interpretation of anything. Mind you, most of his patients in Vienna were women...
 
Hey Weird Harold, let me explain your dream about the little blond girl. Her name of course is Blondie and she is not so little any more. And you don't run over her. You are the one who is road kill.

BTW, Suzanne has been having this dream about taking that little Glock26 she carries you'll never guess where and sticking it you'll never guess where. Since we are planning a trip to Vegas soon, if I were you I would get in that SUV of yours and head toward the desert and hide out in Badwater Basin. Oh yeah, we'll be bringing Lilith with us.
 
Originally posted by MunchinMark:
Could it be that your apathy about going to hospital in this dream suggests that there is something that you know you need to sort out, but keep putting off?

I think you may have hit something there, Mark. I hadn't really thought about that, but now that you mention it...hmmmmm...yes, I think you may be right. It's something in my personal life, so I won't go into much detail here, but you've set the wheels in motion...thank you.
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(PS--Freud thinks that those "big-nosed guys" chasing you are really symbols that denote phallic connotations...hmmmmmm <thinking>...did you ever find the anteater arousing in any way?)



[This message has been edited by Lovely Latina (edited 05-13-2000).]
 
I wish i could go through and tell you all my dreams but you would think i was crazy
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the last dream i remember i was driving along in a van with my family. i ended up at a church giving my boyfriend a blowjob. then we were being chased by a big dog that said it was out to kill all Christians....good luck making sense out of that.
the only recurring dream i have has been going on for the past 7 years. I wander around looking for something i lost. Everyone I ask to helps me tells me not to worry I will find it soon enough. I still havent found it and dont even know what im looking for.
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-rugbygal
 
Well speaking of dreams
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I finally wrote a story for Lit. Imagine that, my first published story. (I'm so Proud of myself, now I can call myself an Author) Well any way, It is a dream that I had about two weeks ago and when I woke up I just started typing it out and finished it. Just to let you know, I have had dreams come true many times and I hope this one does to.
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Not just because of the SEX, but because of the feelings that were being shared in the dream. Well any way I hope you all enjoy my story as I did when I dreamt it. it should be posted on lit in a few weeks, Thanks Laurel and Manu for having this site, it means more to me then you well ever know. Thanks again.
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Hey Rugbygal, I know what you are looking for in your dream. I've had a similar dream. and guess what, since I met this beautiful woman and fell madly in love with her, I havn't had that dream anymore. In fact the dream that I wrote and will be posted soon, I hope, is another reocurring dream of mine too. So what it is that you are surching for is true love, and yes it come. It took me 15 yrs to find the love of my life that I've dreamt about for so many yrs. So be patiant and he will come to you and you'll know it before he will. It will be a feeling that you've never felt before, and it will last for a long time too. Good luck in your search, and be patiant.
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Well LL I have had an experience similiar to the dream shared by you and your mother...My Mom died suddenly 10 years ago this week-she hated Mother's day, calling it a Hallmark Holiday and managed to have a stroke 5 days before(she died instantly at home on a sunny afternoon,she was 46,I was 22),now I hate Mother's Day.
At any rate the day we buried her,I had a weird dream that she came back from the dead and was sitting in the den. She had on the clothes she had died in, and been cremated in,but looked fine. She was eating blueberries and green seedless grapes. She explained she could only stay for a bit and she was hungry for these because in heaven there aren't blue berries(they are paler there, and you can only get the red seedless grapes). She told me she was in the Guff(sp) (we had seen 7th sign a few days before she died) and she loved the idea of caring for the babies' souls before they came to Earth. And then she told me to care for my sister as she was going to need me, she also said she knew who our children were going to be and was teasing me about telling-
I was also supposed to move on and try to take care of myself and not get lost in caring for the family. She never touched me because she said it would make it hard to leave because then she'd want to stay. And she asked me not to keep her here by missing her so much. She told me she would know and that she would be here always for me. Then she complained that God was amazing but it bothered her alot about the fruit situation. She said she loved me and to send my Dad in...I did and the dream faded away.
The next morning was Mother's Day and I ran downstairs to check the den, just to see if maybe she was there. My Dad stopped me from opening the door and said, she was gone and wasn't it funny about the grapes.
My sister heard him say that and couldn't believe we had all had such a similiar dream.
Except she told all of us different things, and we never really spoke of it- the few people we told talked about shock and depression etc. etc.
But a few monthes later my little sister got into a terrible situation-an abusive boyfriend was stalking her. We got her help, and kept her safe.
When I got pregnant I was sure it was a girl..The sonograms looked female...but the family placed bets anyway...My father wrote his prediction down, sealed the envelope and gave it to me to save and open after the birth.
Well, I opened an envelope, holding my son,and 5 months before there on the paper he'd written..."I cheated, your Mom told me it was a boy," he had the length and weight
and was within 1/4 of an inch and two ounces off...
So now I have really rambled but yes I do believe in joint dreams and I do believe in visitations in dreams...But I'd be a really crappy pagan if I didn't, remember we only use a small portion of our brain so our subconcious and sleeping brain has alot more juice to pull from than our waking/concious brain.
 
NS thanks for your interpertation...come to think of it..i havent had that dream since i met my my boyfriend. could it be? maybe. i guess ill jsut have to wait and hope
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thanks!
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[Husband tried to make a cute, little "anonymous" post---he didn't realize that my responses were "cookie-based"---hence, it was posted under MY name. Whoops.]



[This message has been edited by Lovely Latina (edited 05-13-2000).]
 
LMAO @ Latina's sweet hubby...

No pics? Damnit, LL, you tease...

I've been dreaming about my kittie a lot recently. My friend says that means I wanna have kids, but she says that about every dream I have - she's obsessed and tends to project. When I took a nap this morning (the first good sleep I've had in a few days, thanks to the @#$! server issues) I dreamt I let all the neighborhood cats in the house and she was (as in life) hissing at them like the spoiled princess brat that she is. You know who pretty girls are...
 
Originally posted by Weird Harold:
Now about those hot nekkid pics. Got one on a bearskin rug? I'll trade the one of my cute little infant self on a bearskin for one of yours. <G>

Originally posted by Weird Harold:
Now about those hot nekkid pics. Got one on a bearskin rug? I'll trade the one of my cute little infant self on a bearskin for one of yours. <G>

Originally posted by Weird Harold:
Now about those hot nekkid pics. Got one on a bearskin rug? I'll trade the one of my cute little infant self on a bearskin for one of yours. <G>

Ooops! Must be one of those "new server malfunctions," Harold. <wink>

I flipped through all my "Little Latina" pics and couldn't find a one with a bear skin rug. *sigh* But if I recall correctly, I do have a pic of me topless--chest, arms and face completely covered in bright, red Jello gelatin with a most cheesy, satisfied grin on my face. It's quite titillating. Oh no wait! That one was taken just last week...so I guess you wouldn't want that one then. <rips it up into a million tiny pieces and throws it up into the air like confetti as MM dives head first to gather up all the little pieces> Oh well...I'll just keep looking then.
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Earthgoddess...your story sent chills through me. Thanks so much for sharing it, hon.
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Laurel...I was downstairs watching TV when hubby came down and said to me, "I've been bad." LOL I don't know how many of you actually saw what he had posted, but I was scrambling faster than a woman at an Imelda Marcos garage sale to get rid of it. Of course, that HAD TO BE the time when I was getting more 550 errors than I've ever had in the entire time I've been here! But you're right...he's a sweetie...yep...he's sumpthin' alright. lol

LL
 
Originally posted by Lovely Latina:
I flipped through all my "Little Latina" pics and couldn't find a one with a bear skin rug. *sigh*

Oh well.

I think the baby pic on a white fur is a baby-boomer fad. Almost everyone I know in my generation has one. Very few of the younger people the subject has come up with will admit to having one.
 
<hrrmmpffff!!! feeling insulted
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To insinuate that I would dive head first, just to gather up all those tiny pieces. well its just ridiculous...

I can resist, easily..<looking over shoulder at tiny pieces> its no big deal...
I can..er..resist..I can res..<sees harold eying tiny pieces>

<dives head first...> Out of my way, Harroolldddd.

Oh, alright so I couldn't resist! Happy now?!!

You guys are to fun!!
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[This message has been edited by magic merlin (edited 05-14-2000).]
 
LOL @ Deb. You are such a silly girl.

On a serious note: I love hearing about peoples dreams - if only we knew more about what they meant. I also have recurring dreams - but they aren't happy dreams and they disturb me hugely. I may even go to see a professional about it.
 
Glad to be of service LL. Whatever it is you need to do, best of luck with it.

The Aardvark? Maybe big and blue isn't my thing
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