International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

Kumara's Dream

Dream 1 – fragment – at at wedding with Charlie, seemed to have a positive message.



Dream 2 – I am driving...maybe I am following Toni and realize that's the wrong way and turn around onto a side street. I pull over, I need to get a grip and refocus and regain proper control. the brakes are soft. I am dreamy, drifty, I can feel my body wanting to pull awake.

I might be driving on the right side of the car – the left driver's side door pops open. While I am clearing out a bunch of sarongs and stuff that wrapped around my legs and the brake/gas pedals and trying to gain some mental clarity, I notice an older gentleman approaching.
It's the guy from the neighborhood watch – he's checking on me. I appreciate his care! I explain to him how I was driving and all of that stuff just appeared around my feet and had stopped to get my bearings, clear the stuff out and regain my composure and how the door popped open. He's kind and smiles and says something like how he was just making sure I got back on the road okay. I'm grateful and assure him I'm okay.

I clear out the stuff, and get back on the road. Then it's fuzzy, like...I drove through an impossible way, and then maybe u-turned again...something was off.
I may vaguely remember getting out of the car and walking into a building.

A black man approaches me. I am looking around, there's a black leather couch and a green plant, and something is incongruent. I tell him I may be dreaming...I walk with him, and continue to survey the surroundings. I tried a little hop to see if I could fly. Something clicks and I say, HEYYYY! I am dreaming! I leap through the ceiling and say, Hey, dream, I wanna be at Chichen Itza!

I sort of turn in the air on my back and freefall while imagining details of the pyramid...

Then I am in a room that is NOT Chichen Itza.
There is ANOTHER man approaching me – He wants sex. Oh, HEY, FINALLY ! Dream sex!! The guy is kind of a midget, his legs are shorter than I expect but I don't care, he's willing and interested...
He lies back and spreads his legs and I move forward, then what looks like a small boy moves toward me on my left, he's shadowy

Spoiler for Pedo sex and masturbation details:

...he sounds like my son and he says, “Mommy will you check my peepee?” I think at first that it's my son asking me to help him clean his foreskin so I turn to him and realize that it is sort of a midget...I still play along.

I help him pull back his foreskin and his penis looks like a cross between a penis and a vulva. There is an opening at the top of his penis, and the skin is mucous-membrane like a vulva. It seems he wants some help with it...and I tell him, “Oh, sorry, honey, I'm not the one to help you with this...” and send him on his way. Another young boy approaches me (apparently the willing guy has been forgotten by now)...and I start to masturbate him with his foreskin...I tell him, “you shouldn't do this with me, unless you want it...do you want it? Do you like it?” He's going along with it and I'm enjoying it. I try to put him inside of me then the next thing I remember was being in another room..

I'm now in bed...not sure of the sequence of what's happening. There's a woman on the bed and I ask her if she'll lick my pussy. My mom walks in the room, and I tell her matter of factly that she needs to go...not gonna let her distract me! And she walks out of the room through another door on the right, she looks really cute and her hair is blondish-brown.

The thing I notice about the room is the color of the walls is a light orangey-beige.
The woman is backing out or disappearing or something, which doesn't really bother me. I face the wall, and there is a big mirror on the wall behind the bed where I can see us both. I am nude, and I notice my hair is a big curly cloud around my head and I'm fairly thin. My hair is silver at the roots and light orange-red at the ends. I tell her with a smile I can do it myself.

I turn and face the other direction and, while on my knees, begin to masturbate. While I'm stroking my clit and thoroughly enjoying it, a small figure appears before me on the bed, looking very unhappy and grimacing and making pained faces and shaking her head back and forth, as if to express that she is NOT enjoying me masturbating.
I don't let it phase me...oh YES I AM I think...eventually I think she disappears and meanwhile I am really enjoying how good I am feeling. I am especially noticing just how good my clit feels, IWL it's often painful to the touch.

I can feel myself pulling out of the dream, and I am like NO EFFING WAY, and I use all of my will to stay in the dream, and I orgasm as I wake up.