Before last night, I had only had two lucid dreams before. One was in 1997, the other was the night before last. I just had to share them!

Nobody is going to believe this. I wouldn't if I were reading it. I had 4 Lucid dreams last night. It wore me out! I was actually wishing for them to stop. I am exhausted today. Once they got started, I couldn't stop them. But at first I somehow remembered to do everything I was supposed to do. I just can't believe it. I read a lot of information yesterday. People were talking about flying, reality testing, having sex, looking in and trying to go through mirrors...well, I tried them all in 4 different dreams last night. Two of the dreams were very sexual in nature, but involved only myself. It was like it was really happening and I kind of just went along with the dreams instead of trying to manipulate and change them. I wont go into detail of the sexual dreams because they are private in nature, but I can tell you this, you can have an orgasm in your dreams, and NOT have one in real life. The first time this happened was in the first dream. This dream began with me getting out of bed and walking into my halway. My house was laid out totally different, so I was immediately tipped of that I was dreaming. I still needed a reality check so as I passed my washing machine, I noticed it was filling up...with green water...so I looked away and looked back and it was then agitating with white foaming water, somewhat normal. I knew then and there I was dreaming. And I somehow remained calm. I decided to try my first stunt...which was to turn a backflip in my kitchen. I did although I landed on the side of my head...but it didn't hurt It was like I was still afraid to try it, that's why I didn't go all the way over. Then to the sexual part...I'll skip over it but I will say in involved only myself...and I had an orgasm in the dream, but not in my bed. I was just experimenting will all the ideas I read in the forums yesterday. Once I had the orgasm in my dream, I woke up, breathing very hard and sweating as if I had actually just performed the impossible (at least for me) task. I got up and had a glass of warm milk, excited to go back to sleep, but didn't really expect to have another dream. Since I had just had one the night before, I really wasn't even expecting to have this one I just described, let alone another. Well, sure enough, I had another dream...It must have been within 60-90 minutes of going back to sleep. This time I didn't need a reality test. I just knew I was dreaming. My dreams were so bizarre last night and so vivid that I knew immediately I am dreaming. I was also fully aware that this was the 2nd dream of the night and that I was experiencing something very rare. Therefore, I went ahead with my experiements. I decided to try to fly. It was amazing. It was scary as I am very afraid of hieghts. I couldn't believe how real it was. I was getting scared and the I felt the dream start to fade away. I immediately remember the "spinning" technique I read yesterday and tried it, it worked....the dream came back into focus and I continued on...flying for a bit before finally getting so scared of being so high up that I finally woke up. I laid in bed for a few minutes and this is when I noticed the fear I was having. I live alone, and I was scared of being at home alone, and that is bizarre for me. Has anyone else experienced this fear? This is where I really wanted to go back to sleep and dream normally. I really didn't want anymore dreams last night. But I had two more. I know you guys are not believeing this, but I think it has something to do with the medication I am taking for my allergies. I am on Atarax. I am going to combine the next two dreams since I cannot remember where one stopped and the other stopped as I never even woke up between them...one just faded away and the other started. I will just highlight them here. I was dreaming of my father who is dead...so again, I was immediately tipped off that I was dreaming again, a bunch of wierd stuff happened and I kept forgetting it was just a dream and I would snap back into it...sometimes I would do the spinning exersises....at some point the dream stopped being about my father and I decided I would try another sexual exersise...because the dreams were getting kinda of scary so since I had so much fun with first one, I decided maybe it would help change the mood of my dreams from scary to fun...it worked...although I did get bored with that since I was alone again...I then was walking through a house I did not recognize and walked past a mirror...This was my final exercise I wanted to try. I looked into the morror...and I looked like a freaked out whitney houston. I am a white man, so you can immagine how unsetteling this was. My skin kept changing colors to from like purplish black to greenish black. I decided to do a reality test here...since it was so unsettling, I looked away then I looked back and I saw myself, for a split second, then the image began to melt away! Like it was being eaten by acid....very freaky! Then I remember someone saying to try to go through it and see what happens...so I did...the mirror simply stretched around me like it was made of some kind of metalic rubber. WEIRD! Okay, my hand is getting tiered of typing now. I just had to share this. I hope someone out there believes me. I can't tell any of my friends about it, they'll think I'm nuts.