Well, I don't usually even record dreams like this. This one was very unique and different though. I wondered if anyone else has had similar experiences, or anything of that sort.
This (last night) was my second successful WILD in which I actually made it to the point of lucidly dreaming, and being in control. No doubt this dream ended up being the acting out of a fantasy, as I can't argue that it didn't involve something I probably haven't subconsciously thought about before.
The Dream Begins:
I'm sitting in my usual seat in my 500 level Political Science class. It seems to be a normal class, lights on, teacher in the front of the room teaching and everyone present. Yes, everyone...that includes, we'll call her, Ashley (not her real name). She sits in the front opposite side of the room. I don't know her well, but we've talked a couple of times. One thing is a fact; she is one of those people that you can't seem to get your perverted mind off of in class. The girl next door type that no matter how hard you try, you can't get rid of the desire to 'pass all of her boundaries', so to speak
Well, around the time I glance up at her, the classroom goes dark. Not too dark, but as if the lights were out, and the only light coming in is that which is diffused through the blinds in the windows. Besides myself she is now the only other person in the room. That is of course the point that I became lucid. Completely. I felt as if it were simply that...my fantasy coming true. But this is where it gets different...
She looked back at me, and I walked up to the desk where she was now standing. I instantly put my hands on her hips and began to kiss her cheeks. She didn't resist at all, but the weird part was I still felt this feeling of fear and unwillingness from her. It was as though she was going along with it, seductively on my part, but afraid and completely amateur, and in a further sense....as if it was still somehow against her will. Erotically that only made it more exciting for me. She let down her hair as I slid her up onto the desk and pulled her pants off, leaving her socks on. I slid her shirt up, momentarily passing between our kissing lips as I pressed myself into her. She was sitting, spread on the desk and I was standing in front of her as we made a very violent love in the classroom. And, the whole time I could feel that she knew that she shouldn't be doing it, but that she wanted to more than anything at the same time...and that only made it better and better for me.
Now I'm definitely not that sort of guy in act...so it was a strange dream for me to have, but I've never felt better after a dream in my life. Needless to say, seeing her today in class was a little awkward. I guess I'm posting this mainly because it felt very much like forcing someone to do something they don't want to do, and getting great pleasure from it. I suppose it is what dreams are for...to live out the things we are tempted with, without ever having to live them out. Either way...MAN! I love dreaming. Hah.
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