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 Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Strangely Erotic Dream (Adult Material)

I had the weirdest dream last night. Just an unnecessarily erotic dream. If you're offended by this kind of stuff, read no further.

OK, here goes. I don't quite remember the context of the dream, but I remember the setting was like the VIP room at a club. Only it was like after hours or something. Most of the people had gone home. The house lights had come up. There were about eight of us hanging around on couches while the staff cleaned up and shit. We were drinking red wine and talking shit. You know, philosophizing.

Dream ChickThere was this girl. This hot little brunette with a very short, red cocktail dress. Very reminiscent of Jodi Lyn O'Keefe in Prison Break. She was on my arm, but I really didn't know her. She never said a word, but I knew she was mine.

So we're continuing to philosophize, when she subtly takes my left hand and places it on her inner thigh. I'm intrigued. I'm aroused. I break mid-sentence but no one seems to notice. I look at her longingly. She moves my hand farther up her creamy thigh and under her skirt. I look around to see who's noticing her behavior. No one seems to notice, but still I withdraw. She grabs my wrist. With steely eyes she fires me a piercing look. She doesn't care who's watching. This girl has balls of steel. I'm aroused even further. I go along.

I begin to finger this chick. I can feel how warm and silky her pussy was. She begins to moan. No one notices. I go deeper. She gets wet. She starts to writhe in ecstasy. God, I can feel that pussy even now. She quietly moans so that only I can hear. Still no one notices. People around me continue talking shit as if nothing's going on. How can these people not know? The excitement was palpable. The thrill of fingering this chick in front of all these people was incredible. I continued for an hour. I could feel her in my dream every minute of it.


Sounds like it's straight out of a supermarket romance novel, huh? Well that's how it went down. Damn, I got all hot and bothered just writing this. This dream was so intense. I could genuinely feel things. That kind of tactile response is pretty uncommon even in the most intensely erotic dreams. Kind of freaked me out a little bit, but in a good way. Kind of like in Hackers, when Angelina Jolie had the dream about Johnny Lee Miller, and woke up with a big smile on her face. She let out this moan. "Ohhhhh!" That's how I woke up.

I don't know where that came from, but it was great. I don't know what the hell prompted it, but damn that was a good dream.

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