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vivid sex dream Memorable dreams are infrequent for me, but when they come, they leave a lasting impression. For several hours after I wake up I’ll have a tough time letting go, because it felt so real. More often than not the ones that stick in my head the longest are vivid sex dreams. It’s probably because I don’t have a real sex life, so I have to dream one up! Last night was a good example. Details are fuzzy on the “why” but in the dream I found myself forced to share a bed with a female. We talk about sleeping positions, and I agree to lay down with my back to the wall that the bed is pushed against, knowing I’ll have to roll over at some point in the night. Laying down beneath the covers, we make adjustments and seem to get settled, then the touching begins. At first it is light and innocent, but in a flash we are suddenly both naked, and she is resting on top of me. This is where my most vivid recollection begins, because this is a position I’ve enjoyed with many past lovers. Hands traveling up and down her back, I begin fondling her hips and ass, and that’s when a super strong erection really factors into the story. Adjustments are made for the sake of comfort, and then in another flash I am being guided inside a very warm, wet pussy. Still laying on my back, the female I was only supposed to spend the night sleeping next to is now grinding and rocking on top of me. Her chest is flat against mine, face buried in my neck, leaving me with an unobstructed view of her backside from the shoulders down. She has a very nice body, soft skin, and there is an intensity in her moans I do not expect. It drives me mad, feeling her weight on me, hearing her breathing, wishing I could go just a bit deeper inside her. As with nearly all of my other sex dreams, I don’t have control of the action, I’m just observing and experiencing. I try to do things but my body never responds correctly, so I am left to see what happens next. This means I want to fuck faster, or deeper, but am unable to. It means I try to reach orgasm, and sometimes get close, but then things shift enough to halt it. I wonder what my actual sleeping form looks like at this point? Am I making lustful noises or faces? Do my hips move and pulse, mirroring the action I am dreaming of? It is intensely vivid and I am shocked when I wake from it. Disappointed as well. It’s been so long since I had this sort of interaction with a female that I already ache for it, and mourn the lack of it in my life. I guess if I can’t have it when I’m awake best to enjoy the rare moments during my sleep, because they are magnificent!  |
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