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    1. Breezey

      by , 06-16-2014 at 04:55 AM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      On a beautiful, warm, sunny day. Clear blue sky, puffy white clouds. Vibrant green trees all around. I feel the sun on my face, and a breeze of the perfect temperature blows. The wind speed picks up, keeping the perfect temperature, and I lean into the wind as it supports my body weight. Feels like flying, only super comfortable like I could fall asleep. I close my eyes and half wake up.

      I didn't even think I fell asleep during that nap, but since I had a dream, I must have
    2. Sextopia - Dream Adventure 101

      by , 06-18-2013 at 05:39 PM
      Sextopia - The Dream Adventures is a class of my dream series that I'll post only the best and most detailed sexual endeavors of my subconscious. Strap yourself in (or down) as I take you into the different rooms of my sex kingdom, because this is going to be a bumpy ride!


      Level of Lucidity: 4
      Level of Clarity: 8
      Level of Realism: 9
      (levels based 0-10, 0-5 being low - good 5-10 being great - extreme)

      Adventure 101: I am sitting in a very fancy apartment lounge. Suddenly I see an exotic looking girl cross the hallway in front of me.



      I said hello to her and as she turned I noticed it's a girl that I know. She's Indian-American so she has a fair slightly dark skin tone and brilliantly tuned features.


      We begin to talk for a bit and then I look her dead in the eye and say "Sex."

      She smiles a bit and tells me to wait a minute. She walks off and walks back in with her cousin, who is also Indian-American, and definitely very attractive.



      Her cousin eyes me up for a moment and we step through a doorway which leads to a small box shaped room. There's velvet on the walls with golden flakes, and a single long couch.



      We passionately embrace, and begin making out.

      As things progress I start to lift her shirt and move in for some mouth to boob action. I notice that one of her nipples is pierced, which doesn't bother me too much. As I move over to the other boob for more comfort, I notice she has several piercings along her breasts and stomach, but I wasn't going to let that stop me.

      As I'm going at it she let's me know, subtly, that she's ready for more. I whip out the good stuff, and she tells me how large I am and that she's not sure if she can take it all, and to go easy. She holds up a strange sort of plastic tube that looks similar to a graduated cylinder.

      Without any lubricant she sticks my dick into the tube. I look down and notice that my dick, is extremely pointy on the end, and is almost sharp to the touch. I didn't think much of it and continued my sexcapade.

      After giving her a demonstration with the tube I toss it aside and move it in for the kill. After a few brief thrusts I see everything from the dream flash backwards very quickly and the dream scene changes to something else.

      Updated 06-20-2013 at 04:16 PM by 63661

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    3. Thrown in at the deep end with the weirdest dream O.o

      by , 04-13-2013 at 07:55 PM
      Only one dream from last night but it's certainly one of the craziest I've ever had!

      Okay so I had the animated scooby doo by my side, the 3D animated one and I had to hide him from the cartoon one that was coming through a portal in a forest not too far away. We were both in this fairly open square tent and we both bolted for the open trying to get away. We both rushed through an open and very busy morning market. With blue sky above us and castle not too far off we clearly weren't in 2013. Nevertheless I glanced backwards to see if the cartoon one was behind us to see the scene switch as quick as a lightning strike. Suddenly I was in the middle of a cross-fire, not of real bullets though; nerf pellets. I instinctively ducked and looked around, as I did so the scene flicked back and I was racing through the market once more. Not giving a care to what had just happened we both raced into one market stall at the top of a grassy hill. Now I think back to it, it all felt so real and nice to have the sun on my back, blue sky and very colourful green grass. I looked around and once more the scene changed like a light coming on. This time people looked like they were in some kind of restaurant, however they were testing their nerf guns, making sure they loaded and fired properly, like they were preparing for an assault.

      Looking back around I was no longer at the market, I was in a comfortable room and it was nighttime. I then heard a knocking on the window, it was my very small college friend Kathleen. She'd done something very bad and got kicked out of her house and needed somewhere to stay. Me being the kind person I am I lifted her through the window and into 'my room'. Not long after we were both watching tv on a large bean bag and all of a sudden she started feeling me up! O.o I look to my left and my girlfriend is sat right there! She didn't respond and I was shocked at what was happening. Then the dream ended.
    4. The Softest Kiss (Corny)

      by , 05-20-2011 at 06:11 AM
      We were at some kind of huge house party. The place looked like a giant warehouse. At the entrance was a queen-sized bed where a girl, who we'll call Julie, was laying. She looked very sad so I naturally wanting to comfort every sad person I ever encounter went to go soothe her soul. I sat on the edge of the bed and asked what was wrong. I believe she said something about breaking up with her boyfriend. I got closer and gave her a comforting hug. Then, a girl who we'll call Tamy, arrived and laid down on the vacant side of the bed. She's texting on her phone. Now, a little background about Tamy: I've liked her for some time now and every time I see her, I get nervous and feel like I can fly with all the butterflies in my stomach.

      So I get up and go around to her side and say hi. I was just about to start conversating when Julie starts to cry even harder, trying to catch my attention. And as I try to reach over to tap Julie on the back, I'm slyly going in between Tamy's legs and acting like I don't know it. But she looks at me oddly and me playing the fool act like it was an accident and get off her with a nervous laugh. I reach over to Julie and she picks her head up, eyeing me with a glint of what could be lust or love. She lunges at me trying to kiss me but I place an arm out and block her face. I push her off strongly and yell,
      "What the hell are you doing?! Get the fuck off me?!"
      So much for wanting to make people feel better, right? She responds,
      "You are perfect for me Brian! You are so perfect for me!"
      But I have absolutely no interest in this woman. And all the while this is happening, that girl I mentioned earlier, Tamy, is witnessing everything. But she is still texting on her phone acting like she's not paying attention.
      "I can't make it seem like I'm interested in this girl. I still want a shot with Tamy!" I thought to myself. And I stormed away from the bed and into the interesting part of the warehouse, the dance hall.

      Strangely, the lighting here was darker and the golden light of the previous segment of the warehouse did not seem to penetrate the dance hall. I'm pushing and shoving away dancers trying to reach the bathroom. I finally reach the bathroom and instead of a door, there was a drape that could be seen through if one tried hard enough. The wall the toilet was attached to barely reached up to my neck, hardly covering anyone trying to use the bathroom. But I unzip and relieve myself. I then see someone dragging Tamy to where I'm at and they're saying Tamy wants to talk to me. This action has been done in my real life. I tell her that I'm about done and I'll meet her at the bed (hehe). I finish paying the water bill and head through the sweaty dancers again to reach the bedroom once more. This next part is where the dream was the juiciest for me I see.

      Tamy is all tucked into the bed laying on her side. She looks disappointed. I open the covers and lay next to her, adjusting the pillow so my eyes could be level with hers. She asked,
      "Why didn't you kiss that girl earlier, huh? You really let her down..." and as she saying this, she looks away from me and looks almost jealous. I respond,
      "I don't like her, how can I be forced to kiss someone who I have no interest in?" to which she replies,
      "She seems like a nice girl. How can you expect to receive chances from someone when you yourself won't give girls chances?" I had a perfect rebuttal. In real life, I asked her out. And she turned me down . So I told her,
      "Oh, kind of like how you gave me a chance when I asked you out, right?" I said that with so much sarcasm hoping she would get the message I was trying to convey. She was left speechless. All that came out of her mouth were small chuckles and broken explanations. But then, she stopped. And she no longer looked disappointed when she looked at me. She looked innocent with her big brown eyes. The eyes are the gateway to the soul, they say, and her soul was telling me that she indeed liked me, but something was getting in the way of us having a relationship. I could feel it. Then she smiled and said,
      "Ok, but this is a one time thing." and she said something else but I can't remember what. Then, as we looked at eachother, I knew what was coming next. We both had a mutual understanding. It was as if telepathically she was telling me "Kiss me, you idiot." I reached my left arm over her right hip and placed my hand softly on the back of her head. I played with the curls of her ponytail for a second when I lean in close. She smiles and looks away for a second to lick her lips and straighten out. She turns to me and closes her eyes. I do the same. Then our lips touch in the gentlest, softest, warmest, and the most firework inducing kiss I have ever felt in my short 18 years of living. It wasn't wet, but it wasn't dry. I gripped her gently. It was like our lips were matched up perfectly by destiny to form the greatest and most passionate kiss ever. She kisses my upper lip as I kiss both of hers. I didn't put my tongue out, seeing as how I didn't want to seem like a pervert and ruin a passionate kiss. But her tongue touched the tip of mine, inviting me to explore her mouth. So I did, but only briefly and not like a starving wildebeest. And as I put out my lips to make another cycle, she quickly pulls back and ends it with a quick peck on my upper lip. She shrugs and then smiles at me. The dream fades. The feeling of that kiss still lingers on my lips as I type this. It was incredible ...

      Updated 05-20-2011 at 06:16 AM by 17996

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , dream fragment
    5. Beauty

      by
      Hyu
      , 03-16-2011 at 03:27 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      non dream - lucid - non lucid

      Still kinda stressed with school, my dream recall is pretty bad, but I still remember occasional lucids.
      Dreams are usually either short or not very vivid though.

      … I’m sitting at a table with 3 girls. They’re all wearing fancy dresses.
      We’re finishing our beers and waiting for a specific event so we can leave.
      We are going to drive somewhere, I know where. I notice the girl on the other side of the table is insanely beautiful.
      She has immensely detailed and bright green eyes, I can’t keep my eyes of them.
      She obviously notices me staring at her, but she seems to like it.
      She makes it very clear that she’s interested in me with very subtle signs.
      I contemplate asking her to go for a walk until we’re ready to leave.

      Then I finally realize what’s happening. She’s “perfect”.
      And perfection exists in only one place: the dream world.

      But this perfection intrigues me...
      What is perfect? Why does she appear perfect? I want to find out and look at her very carefully.
      The truth is, apart from maybe her eyes, she looks kinda normal.
      I can’t find anything specific that gives me this feeling of perfection.
      Maybe it is the way she smiles? This pure and innocent smile, something you’d never see in waking life?
      I finish my beer, stand up and hold my hand out to her. “Let’s go.”
      There is no need to bother with an explanation for the other 2 girls, I’m lucid, I’m in control,
      I don’t want them to ask questions, so they won’t.
      She gets up and we leave the room…
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid