Dreams

[Gor Gar]

Originally Posted by katieayanami

my dreams usually are of me killing bad guys or zombies like in a video game setting. So much fun. i make sure to sleep alot to enjoy them. plus i get my beauty sleep

Believe it or not when I have vivid, really memorable dreams I tend to have the same kinds of dreams myself, and I enjoy them too...only difference is I never seem to get enough sleep, and I guarantee you look 100% cuter than I ever will while wasting zombies/bad guys/demon-possessed cops/etc.

I can recall having a dream at one time of Tara Emory, but I don't remember the details...and then another time I had a dream of being on a date with Lilienne Li, and right as I was getting to kiss her the alarm went off. Now that was a real bummer.

[Mel Asher]

Sometimes I think of my dreams as the other side of a see-through mirror, where elements of the reality and one's deepest wishes / fears merge.

Some great creative writing in this thread, inspired by night dream / day dream snatches. ( Accidental play on the word ' snatches ' there, I suspect ! )

Wish I had more time to pull my hands off my genitals and put them to such delightful prose. Maybe later, eh ? When I'm all fired-up with ideas bursting out of me !

Great

[randolph]

For years, my favorite dream was looking down at my cock and watching it swell up hard. I then feel this powerful urge to bend down and suck it. I didn't think I could do it but I started down and just kept getting closer and closer and more and more excited. Finally I got it and sucked all the way down it to my balls. I felt this tremendous surge and woke up having a nocturnal emission. Boy, I liked that dream!
Since I got into fantasizing about shemales, I don't have that dream any more. Just imagining I am kneeling down before a beautiful shemale and worshiping her cock seems to meet that inner need.

[mabedzaqueen]

A few years ago i had recurrent dreams where i found myself in a world populated with "blue people" - they were like us, except they had no hair, no clothes and they were blue from head to feet and they were doing all sorts of ordinary things but i could not interact with them in any way; not that they were ignoring me - it was like they didn't see or hear me at all... Until one night... it happened so quickly, one of them suddenly turned towards me, walked in my direction and attacked me!!! I immediately awoke, freaked out, heart beating fast and it took me an hour or so to resume sleeping. Strangely, it was the last time i dreamt about these blue people...

[randolph]

Originally Posted by Mel Asher

Sometimes I think of my dreams as the other side of a see-through mirror, where elements of the reality and one's deepest wishes / fears merge.

Some great creative writing in this thread, inspired by night dream / day dream snatches. ( Accidental play on the word ' snatches ' there, I suspect ! )

Wish I had more time to pull my hands off my genitals and put them to such delightful prose. Maybe later, eh ? When I'm all fired-up with ideas bursting out of me !

Great

Hey Mel, I suspect you are capable of producing some very erotic material.