So, I'm now 33. I am coming to a point in my life, the last 5 years or so....
I have been having the weirdest dreams. I mean, I have always dreamed, usually 5/7 nights I have a dream I can recall the moment my eyes start to crack open.
But as I am maturing, I have been having the most vivid, sexual, and sometimes twisted dreams.

(Ah, Steven King, what the hell did you do to me? Guess the whole "prolific reader" thing is kinda biting me in the ass. Yes, I love to read. Not usually the gory stuff, mostly soft-porn-erotic/fantasy-romance stuff. Not to get off topic...)

Part of me, always is curious about finding my own answers on, "Where is this coming from?"

Surely, I hadn't picked up in the ol' "sex life" since this started or before- nope, always been active.
Haven't started into any kink lately.

Hmmm. Kinda weird.

A few months ago, I had one dream, that REALLY shook me. I had to remind myself, we have no control over the subconscious & not to fret over something so silly as a dream.

So.... my question is for you good people..

What is the craziest, weirdest, far out erotic dream you have ever had, that you wouldn't mind sharing?
Aliases welcome to post too, if that's your comfort zone.

This could be a very interesting thread!  
Please refrain from being (overly) judgmental.
They are after all just dreams!
Please refrain from trolling. This means YOU.

 
I will post mine, providing this actually gets any feedback!

Fox

and get on with my life, my dreams are just a distant fading memory...

And by the time, I rub out my first one, they are gone !!!  

If I write anything to the contrary, I'd be telling you some made up stories. I am not good of a story teller.. Please contact DC. for that..

I am with you on trolling..But why can't I be judgmental? I like being an opinionated and judgmental prick... :

and woke up with Rod . what does this mean ?  

getting dressed know and then dumping that new wine I drank , the whole case the owner of the liquor store did say it has a bit of a zing but this is to much zing for me .

As long as it was not other way around.. We are all good bro..

have wood so Im good .. memo to self : don't drink !

I've always thought that Sophia Loren is the most beautiful, sexiest woman to ever grace the earth. She's the only true "10".

I never really thought about her very much, though.  

When I was in my late 40's and into my 50's, I started having dreams about her every month or so. We'd be talking or just caressing, and then things would get hotter. Then, just when she was going down on me or I was about to mount her--bang!--I'd wake up. Coitus interruptus every time.

Very vivid dreams, and very erotic.

I think I got those dreams because my ex had started to slow down sexually, and I wasn't getting the affection I needed. I was always very strict with myself about marital fidelity, so a dream about Sophia Loren wasn't infidelity, it was pure fantasy. I think my unconscious mind would allow a fantasy like that, but wouldn't allow something like a dream about my wife's sister.

I can't remember the last time I had a dream let alone a West wild xxx dream.  must be related to going to bed drunk and not getting enough sleep

I am alone at the bar in a hotel. A beautiful woman, a stranger, enters the bar alone and sits at the other end of the bar. Our eyes meet, and after a brief moment, she casts her gaze down; then raises her eyes again to look at me with a small, knowing smile. I am drawn to her, her pull is irresistible.  

Taking my drink, I approach her and sit. Without a word, she takes my hand. We smile together and our hands begin to travel. No words. Just smiles, looks and rising sexuality. As I try to speak, she puts a finger to her lips and stands, drawing me with her away from the bar. I know what she intends, and I don't; I can only follow.

She pulls me into the coat room, and we embrace and grope; coupling half-clothed with an urgency revealed by our gasping and sounds of pleasure. Sated but not yet satisfied, she again puts finger to lips and draws me to the elevator, to her room, where we share another drink and then come together again to slowly, sensually disrobe. I feast on her body as she moans in pleasure, and then she presses me down to mount me and grind to a shuddering climax for us both.

I don't know how I know, but she has always wanted two men. I want to please her, but I don't want to share her. I blindfold her as she goes down on me in 69, and she shudders as I penetrate her with a dildo... not two men, but filled at both ends just the same. She cums, shaking, as she imagines her fantasy coming to life. I cum with her. She smiles, licks her lips and then dresses and leaves.

All without a word. No names, no conversation, just simple attraction and action.

I see her in the hotel occasionally, and we just smile.

No shit. Real dream. I guess not so kinky. Make of it what you will.

Now yours, Foxy!

Not my craziest sexual dream but my  abundance of dreams .

Rarely will I have a dream about one specific woman like I did in the past .  
   It's usually two or three women I've never seen anywhere, suddenly they are  in my bed , not a journey to get them there like reality .
  Long dreams , incredibly vivid . I remember many details of my dreams when I'm awake .
 Abundance  of  foreplay , one of them kissing my face , another my chest , the other my legs , while I am always on my back . Often  they are squabbling over who will be the one to fuck me .  
  If  I start to have sex with one of them,  the other two stop caressing me and  watch .  
   I  wake up before I finish , sometimes she O's , never me   . She is always doing cowgirl in my dreams .  
 A few  nights ago  I had a dream with three women kissing me , when one of them climbed on top started sensuous cowgirl  we fell off the bed and kept going . I woke up  before I finished .  
   My dreams with more than one woman in  bed at the same time  are confusing ,  
I most definitely prefer one at a time .  
  I have the same type of dreams with  multiple women  when I have  sex before I fall  asleep,  so I don't believe  it's a horny thing ?  
 They are all incredibly physically beautiful in my dreams , not the same looks in my reality world, though  the  real women in my life are more intelligent and enjoy different positions, usually asking for doggie .
 I have wondered if my subconscious is trying to say something , my real GF's  aren't into looking at me , that's why so many  ask for doggie ?  
  Analyze my dreams  if you please .  
   


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I've always been somewhat of a nerd. Reading comics was my main pastime. One thing I could never understand was why anyone would want to rule the world. But in my dreams I ruled my home town and the main law I had was any woman I wanted had to have sex with me any time any where I wanted. I've always been a lucid dreamer and the second I realized I was dreaming it was woman after woman.Now when I dream it's mostly of the past and I use the hobby for sex fantasies.

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She did look kind of cute in her last self published photo.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-2600476/Revealing-true-Pokerface-Lady-Gaga-posts-make-free-selfie-happysnap-boyfriend-Taylor-Kinney.htm

The dream itself is no great shakes, but dig the postscript:

The dream:

I'm in a large shopping mall, but it is very old fashion, made of stucco.  I enter a room and find a dresser.  In a draw of the dresser is a frilly white woman's bonnet.  I am thinking that it belongs to my ex, and since she is in the mall, I take the bonnet and go off in search of her.  I spend a lot of time going up and down stairs till I find her.  I raise my left hand that had the bonnet and say "here", but my hand is empty.  I realize I must have dropped the bonnet somewhere.  My ex is perplexed.  I go off in search of the bonnet but I get confused as to where I had come from, and never find it.

Postscript:  Just a few days after this dream, my daughter comes home for a visit.  She mentions that her mom (my ex) mentioned to her that she would like her to look around the house for her wedding hat which she left behind.  That makes me go and look at her wedding day photo:  The hat was the exact bonnet I had seen in my dream.  (We never did find it either.)

and everyone here will attest to the fact that I am no gentleman either. lol

You're fucked up.

The only one lately involved what a lady has promised to do for me at $ome time in the future. Before that it was from a book I read called "My Darling Dominatrix "

we shared. Ante up woman!

No post and run on us, now!

I have never remembered my dreams. Sometimes there is a faint memory of a dream but never the dream itself.