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6/9/13

DILD

Notes: This was a fairly long dream but I only remember bits. The first dream is unrelated to the lucid one.

Ben, a few other people, and I were loaded onto a school bus and taken to a crazy obstacle course survival place. There were a few options of destinations and one of the most dangerous was chosen for us...the lava world. It had a giant mountain that needed to be scaled. The second the bus stopped we bolted off. I cant recall the first few obstacles but eventually we hit the side of the mountain that needed climbing. It was made of some viscous white foam and I had to struggle not to drown, let alone make upward progress. Eventually I made it to the top and I had to go down this giant ramp. I ended up being launched hundreds of feet and missing my target. After some gaps of memory we made it back to the buses.

The next dream I was sitting in a room with IG, SD, and a few other garage people. I was hanging on some bed and then eventually went on the computer to look something up. SD shared the seat with me and we started to hold each other a little bit. I kissed her on the cheek and she got more into it. Eventually she was sitting behind me and reached around to undo my fly. I put the breaks on because IG was there also and another garage person saw this and helped to separate us.

I left and went into the hallway. I saw two absolutely gorgeous girls and I became lucid. They were two blonde 10's. We had some fun for a little bit and the group came out of the room and started going somewhere. I decided to join them. We started to get attacked by some group of people. I used hand to hand combat to fight them off. After around 3 people I tried to get wolverine claws. I couldn't get them to appear and people kept coming. I would try in the brief moments between enemies. I could pretend I had them and swipe at enemies as if I did. However, I always had to resort to real punches after a bit. It sort of worked once and I had 3 thin black blades spreading outward from between my fingers, but it wasn't very satisfying. I tried to fly over them a few times also, but the roof was low and I could never maintain the correct height to fly over them.

I guided out group to hide in a giant closet. It was pitch black and I was about to ambush a few enemies from there. The group went on and I stopped for a bit. I tried to help my control and repeated the phrase, "I do not exist in a place that does not exist." I decided to try and meditate for a bit. But I was scared to close my eyes. I did it eyes open, but I was in a crowed hallway so it was difficult. I started to walk forward again and I lost the dream.

There was a large gathering of people. My wife was there. I was trying to look at an attractive girl who was nude and rolled backwards putting her legs behind her head. I got a peak at her vag. I wanted to stare at it but I didn't want my wife to get mad.

Throughout the dream, this same girl had a crush on me, and I certainly liked her. She had long, wavy dark hair. I tried to sit by her the whole dream.

I ended up in a large circle with a hundred people I guess. We were all looking at a wallet and some change on the floor. The wallet represented business, and we were discussing the negative effects of business, or of business on society, and how if someone picked up the wallet, those effects would come to fruition.

The crowd then started walking/floating around the wallet, and I closed in and grabbed the wallet and the change. I gave a "gold" dollar coin to the guy next to me since I got the wallet, just to be nice.

I then started dreaming of Breaking Bad when the guy got some kind of mercury and blew up Tuco's office.

I thought what I had thought the night before while watching a marathon of the show, that he should have thrown that stuff around and blown up more stuff.

I was dreaming him walking down the stairs, but then it was me. Once outside, I still had the mercury in my hands, and thought, I'm dreaming! I decided to fly to get away instead of blowing stuff up. I jumped up and started flying. I was on a hill and saw trees very clearly, but as I started waking up, I got heavy. I started coming down and woke up.

* A couple nights ago I went to a party. At this part I talked to a girl about lucid dreaming. She was very receptive to the information for different reasons. This was a possible reason for tonight's short lucid.

* I woke up to use the restroom last night. When I went back to bed I decided to SSILD cycle for the first time in a long time. This may have spurred my short lucid.

My great start to 2013 I feel was due to logging so many dreams and learning SSILD. I have recently stopped logging regular dreams and have not been cycling. It's time to start cycling regularly, and I may need to start logging my dreams again.

May 30, 2013
Lucid Dream 512: Yoshi D. Luffy
Series: Meiseki na Yume, Episode 4
DILD
Technique: ADA



I just recently started watching the anime, One Piece. It has been on my "Plan to Watch" for a while, but I just now got around to watching it. I'm loving it, by the way. So much better than I expected. Anyway, I was watching it on Hulu when I fell asleep. It played eisodes as I slept and it mightily influenced this dream.

The first parts of the dream that I remember, I'm at some sort of banquet. Its in, what appears to be, some sort of cafeteria. I can't remember about this, but I suddenly realized I was dreaming while sitting at the table. I remember thinking, "Is this the first time I ever became lucid while I was sitting down?" It wasn't, but this thought crossed my mind. I looked around and there were several long tables filled with random people. I looked behind me and there was a wall with many windows. I looked outside and saw a harbor and the sea. I suddenly got the idea to become Luffy from One Piece. I decided to just start acting like Luffy. I looked at the guy sitting to me right and said, "Hey weird guy! When do we get to eat?" I then noticed that our plates already had food on them. I tipped up the plate and shoveled the food into my mouth. Eating the entire contents in one gulp. I then got up and went to the buffet line and started just grabbing food and piling it into my mouth. I heard someone shout at me, "Luffy! Get back over here now!" It was Nami. I walked back over and sat down beside her.

She fussed at me, but I ignored her and tried to look around for something to do. I saw the guy sitting beside me was looking at me out of the corner of his eye. I looked away and when I looked back, he was out of his seat, squatting down in the floor just inches away from me with a big goofy grin on his face. He looked like a pirate. He said, "You ate a Devil Fruit didn't you?" I said, "Yup, I ate the Gum Gum one." He looked like shocked and leapt to his feet. He threw up his fists and said, "You! Your straw hat Luffy!" I jumped out of my seat and put my arms up as well. I said, "You looking for a fight!?" He replied, "So what if I am?" I then threw a stretch punch and knocked him to the ground. He sat up and told me he was sorry. He then proceeded to tell me a story about his whole village being cursed and falling ill. We talked for a bit, but I can't remember what was said. I remember hearing my own voice and thinking, "It just sounds like me. I need to sound more like Luffy." So, I attempted to change my choice to sound like Luffy. To my amazement, it sounded perfect.

I noticed that the banquet was being held by the marines and they had noticed me because I was being too loud. They pointed me out and started running at me. I jumped up and stretched my arm to the nearest door. I grabbed the handle, lifted my feet, and shot toward the door, Luffy style. I ran out of the banquet and down the long hallway. The scenery had changed and I was now in the harbor town in the evening time. Acting like Luffy, I said aloud, "Man, I want some food!" I saw a nearby bar, so I went in. There was no one in here except for the bartender. I jumped up on the bar stool and said, "Give me food Mr." He looked at me and chuckled. He then brought out a plate of food. He said, "This is our special. More food than you can handle I'm sure!" There was fried shrimp, some sort of crazy looking fish fillets, and these huge skewers of barbeque lizards. I ate everything in a matter of seconds and demanded another plate. The lizard skewers were great. Tasted like what I'd imagine barbeque squid would taste like. I've tasted squid before, but not with barbeque sauce. They man brought another huge plate of the same thing and asked me who I was. I told him, "I'm Luffy and I'm going to be King of the Pirates!" He laughed as I downed that plate as well.

As the bartender was preparing me another plate, a female entered the bar. She was clearly a pirate and she introduced her self to me. I told her I was the future King of the Pirates and she challenged me to a contest. She pulled out a knife and started doing the stab between the fingers thing. She was doing it pretty fast. The bartender was to be the judge. She finished and then walked over to talk to another pirate who had just walked into the bar. She told me I could practice before trying to top her. I grabbed the knife and started doing it as fast as I could. Suddenly, it looked like Luffy's Gatling Gun attack. I could see flashes of hands all over the place. The female pirate walked back over and was amazed. She stared in disbelief as I moved so fast it appeared I had 20 hands. I could also hear the stereotypical bouncing rubber sound (boooiiiinnnnngggg) every now and then. I knew I was hitting my fingers, but she didn't knoww I had ate the Devil Fruit. Soon after the chick had disappeared.

I shoveled in another plate of food within seconds and then stood up and began looking around the room. It was full of pirate type decorations and covered in random bounty posters. The bartender began telling me that the most famous of pirates had came through his bar. I told the guy I was leaving and began to strut out like Luffy. He told me to wait and handed me the check. It was $199.00. I grabbed it, walked over to the chick's plate and laid it on top of her bill. I smiled and said, "I won!" He accepted this and I left.

I could feel that my body was rubbery and it felt really cool. I started stretching my legs with my walking stride and just playing around with my new body physics. At some point, Zoro joined me and was walking with me. We entered a big shopping mall and I was still acting like Luffy. Zoro asked me where we were going, I said, "I dunno. On an adventure!" He rolled his eyes but kept following me. I started running and ramming into people clumsily like Luffy and then apologizing. I bumped into a group of girls and one of them recognized me. She said, "Zack? Is that you?" I recognized the girl when I was in the dream, but now I don't know who it was. She was beautiful, that is for sure. She started talking and said that she had never forgotten me. She said that she would just sometimes say my name and think of the old days. I said, "Well I'm different now. Now, I'm a King and this is my domain." I moved my arm around to gesture the entire environment. She looked all starry eyed, so I grabbed her hand and led her away from the other, unimportant DCs. I told her that I'd show her the time of her life.

I took flight while holding her hand. We flew for a few moments and then landed again. She told me it was amazing. I kissed her and whispered in her ear, "You haven't saw anything yet." As we walked, I grabbed her by her waist and began twirling her around. Romance comedy type music began playing. You know, the parts where the romance gets serious progression. The lights were off, but it wasn't dark. White mirror ball lights were spinning around the mall. I danced and lifted her up into the air, dirty dancing style. We passed an ice skating rink that was in the mall. I saw my friend Willow on the ice skating ring and we waved at him as we passed. I lost my lucidity around here.

I was trying to find a place to make love to the mystery girl. We venture into a warehouse, but some lady followed us in and had 3 or 4 dogs with her. One was huge! She told us we had to leave, but I told her we officially worked there and she was just a contractor. I showed her the exit and she left. We had to find a new place because the dogs were rowdy. I found a room that was near one of the exits to the mall. The mall had a christmas theme and there were two nearby workers dressed as elves. We snuck into the room and shut the door behind us. The room was a staged room for Christmas "family pictures." There was carpet a fake fireplace, a christmas tree, fake presents, and a massive bed.

The Dwarf actor, Peter Dinklage, was in this room with us and we were acting as if he had been with us the whole time. I told him that I me and the chick were getting the bed and he had to sleep in the plastic dog house. He got mad and bit down on my wrist. I picked him up, opened the door, and tossed him outside of the room. He started going crazy and tried to get back in the room. He was pounding the windows and pulling the door handle. Suddenly, the mall intercom came on and said, "All shoppers must exit the building. We are now closed." He started crying and said, "Well, that is it. Good-bye my friends." He started to walk away from the door and one of the elf-dressed workers said, "Where are you going?" Peter replied, "I have to leave the mall is closing!" The other elf guy said, "No! This is the best time to be in the mall. You can stay." They got excited and he told the workers that we were hiding in the room.

Me and the chick tried to keep them out of the room by putting strange objects through the door handles. I took her clothes off and laid her on the bed. After licking her for a bit, I rolled her over and penetrated. The workers busted in the room as I was having sex with her and I heard one of them say, in a British accent, "You have to stop right now, unless we can watch. We wouldn't be opposed to that now would we?" I just continued and paid them no mind. I woke during this scene.


Series Details
"Meiseki na Yume" is Japanese for, "Lucid Dream." In this series, I take my passion for anime and combine it with my passion for lucid dreaming. Join me as I explore the world of anime the best way I know how, in my dreams! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

31.05.2013

Post-Apocalyptic Sex with a Blonde (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm fighting two people at once, and I'm thinking it's with weapons like semi-automatics or maybe just knives and swords. Either way, this person wanted the whole world to blow up for some reason. He wanted me to die along with him, and the dream environment we're in resembles the Interchange map from Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3 ( the image above).

Before the explosion, it felt like a regular construction site, a very huge one that was spacious and only had randomly placed large objects on the brown soil. There was a clear blue sky with few clouds hovering over, and the whole dream itself was obviously in for something serious. Anyway, back to the guy who wanted to blow up the world, or at least this section of the dream environment I'm part of.

All I can recall is that he was tall, had tan skin, and was probably Caucasian. He had another friend that would probably be his backup in case things go wrong with the world ending. It felt like a huge bomb from the sky was going to come crashing down, and before I could even react and absorb the contents of the dream environment, there's a 10-second countdown.

I started panicking, trying to find some kind of underground shelter in hopes that the inevitable nuke blast wouldn't destroy anything under the surface. I found a huge blue metal cargo container you would see on trucks that was open on both sides, and decided to quickly rush and duck for cover there. When the countdown reaches zero, I'm not sure what to feel at the moment other than the sound of the nuke piercing the atmosphere and moments from explosion. The blast quickly spreads out, and I can barely feel anything at all. I didn't die, but I did feel small vibrations from my body that probably absorbed some of the recoil from the blast.

The guy that wanted to blow me up along with him was dead, and it felt like I was the only person in this dream environment. The area itself was shifting a lot, and that's probably due to the fact that I wasn't interested in paying attention to the dull environments that were mostly made of gray and light turquoise walls and blocks that occasionally gave shape into houses and other things. I walk around the area for a bit, and I happened to see a blonde female sitting down alone in the corner. She has light & soft skin, and she has curly and wavy blonde hair.

NOTE: 18+ below

Her cheeks were slightly puffy, and her eyes most likely had a hazel or blue color, not completely sure since she greeted me with a concerning spread eagle pose. She's wearing a light blue denim jacket that probably only extends 3 inches from her breasts along with a very short denim skirt. She's waiting for me to enter her, and I let my dream body go towards her. As I get closer to her, I kneel down, and I immediately take my dick out. I move my hands to her sides so that she's in between them, and I get even closer to her. She decides to open her legs so she can wrap them around my lower back region.

She braces for the wall and leaves her arms stationary as she receives a slow penetration into her vagina. My penis feels the slightly tingling sensations and being en-coated with her vaginal liquids and being slightly squeezed in and out. I could feel everything, and it was so strong, I had to do it slow or else I would probably climax too fast. I can hear her slightly augmented breathing as I pick up the pace a bit more. It felt so good and I didn't want to stop, and I started phasing out and being amazed on how real this felt.


It was as if her vagina was injecting sedation that would soften the head of my penis while at the same time increasing its sensitivity. We kept having a slow and deep intercourse, and I place my neck on top of her right shoulder for support as I'm continuing to pound her. She starts saying some words, but I wasn't able to recall them very well, however, I'm presuming she was talking dirty to me to make me feel more excited. She wraps her arms around the back of my neck, and this entices me to hold on to her tighter as well. She's trapped me with her legs, and each time I go out slightly before coming back in, she uses her feet to thrust me into her deeper and faster.

She wanted it very bad if she's doing this, and then I realized it's probably Eva in a different form. I had a feeling that she wanted this for a long time, and those other dreams I had with her, she was slowly creeping herself towards me, basically offering her body to me waiting for me to do something to her. Now she's the one making the actions and indirectly guided me through this whole act of intercourse. She keeps talking dirty to me, and her whispers to my right ear makes my back tingle and vibrate immensely.

I can't remember how long this act of sex was, but it felt like I had a near-perfect simulation of what vaginal sex would feel like. The gushing sounds, the tingling sensations as she squeezes the head of my penis in and out, and her words to me as she tightly wraps her arms and legs around me was all too much, but so pleasurable. I actually climaxed in the dream, but I felt it was just an orgasm rather than ejaculation. The orgasm itself slowly crept itself up to me, it felt as if I had the orgasm already somewhere during the penetration, and then it just comes in like a loaded shotgun.

I had to pull out because having that kind of experience with the orgasm and her vagina walls that seem to have a mind of its own that seeks to please me as much as it can would just be a mindfuck; I would probably be in a temporary blackout from it all as well.

Oh and if that wasn't enough, this experience happened again in slight alterations to Eva's costume and face as well for at least 4-5 times. I think she made it clear to me of the type of visages she would transition into rather than that default form I gave her. Her first form in the dream I believe was with her hair in a pony-tail, and she had freckles on her face, then the next one was her hairstyle forming into a shape of an "M," with the center of her hair in a smooth-V curve going up both left and right, and then drooping down to have sides that looked like they were cut to take shape of a pointy end. As for her face, that was hard to recall, except for one form that had a shiny light pink color to it. The white highlight that was small, but very intense and noticeable really added on towards me being enticed by it. Her lips didn't have those small creases and grooves you would eventually see if you looked deep enough, her lips her wet and shiny, and completely free from blemishes (even though the creases would only show up if she was puckering up).

If I wasn't so saturated in the moment of vaginal penetrations in the 4 sessions we had, I probably would've asked her to perform fellatio for me with those attractive lips.

Other than that, each session we had seemed to allow me to get adjusted to her cunt that kept giving me new sensations that are so hard to describe.

The dream environment itself didn't matter, considering that it had a post-apocalyptic vibe to it.

I also recall her eventually having her clothes off and spreading her ass for me, potentially greeting me to have anal sex with her, but the vaginal was more than enough. Maybe she was just showing how flexible she was, but it felt like she was wanting me to do more after those sessions.

I wake up to find myself have light surges of mental orgasms, and unfortunately, I got up too quickly instead of enjoying them a bit more.

May 25, 2013 -- [Went to sleep at about 10:30, probably drifted away about 10:45. Phone records show I received the text message that half-woke me at 11:52, then drifted back to sleep and continued dream, actually waking around 12:05, so you could argue most of this dream actually took place on the 24th.]

I'm at the Hickory house and mom is beating up on me again [nothing like this ever happened in real life, but in dreams I have to deal with this frequently, the last couple of years ... my mom, who has been dead for 7 or 8 years, is battering me for no reason in my dreams, except that she is going crazy.] She is claiming that I have done something horrible to the cat, who has been gone for something like 15 years, now, and it is obvious she is nuts. I put up with it for a little while, but then warn her if she continues hitting me, I am going to have to fight back. When she won't stop, I hit her and throw her around just enough to make her stop hitting me.

The problem is, there are other people in the house, and I now have to try to explain things to them, so they don't think I'm a bully who beats up on women. Meanwhile, I am trying to walk out of the house, but as I make it out of the hallway and into the living room, there are two young, cute, Japanese anime-style school girls there, too young, but not dangerously so, at about 16-18, I'd guess. They are sitting there in short skirts and tight tops, school girl uniform type of things, sitting there, talking to each other. I stop to enjoy the view for a few seconds. One of them has dyed red hair and Japanese features, and has her shorts pulled aside to reveal her landing strip and slit, quite a distraction. She seems to be making out with the other girl and rubbing herself on her leg, and I really have to almost tear myself away to stop watching.

I walk out the door of the house to find myself in a sort of cross between a hotel and a shopping mall. I am meeting Dale here before he has to leave and fly home to California [Dale hasn't been here since November, don't know why all these dreams about him going back to CA the last few nights when he hasn't even been here ...]. I'm trying to explain about the situation with mom, and how she's kind of getting nuts as she gets older, but he's really running late, packing very messily, and running out the door to try and avoid missing his plane, so he isn't really listening.

I follow him out the door, calling for him to slow down, and quit moving like a giraffe on those long legs, and find him near the exit (half hotel, half theme park, now), talking to a guy he's run into that looks very familiar, but I just can't quite recognize him. [Looking back at the dream now, he looked a lot like Biff Tannen, the bully jock from the Back to the Future movies, with a hint of Truman's 'best friend' from The Truman Show thrown in.] I just realize I probably vaguely recognize him from some movie, and am about to ask him what I recognize him from, but Dale has run off again, so I have to hurry to catch up.

I find him in the parking lot, just climbing into his rental car, and I ask him, did he pack everything? Does he need anything? He tells me that his new cell phone from Publix works really, really fast, and he's really happy with it. He also tells me he would really like me to make him a copy of some sort of DVD I have a some Disney stage shows (probably stuff I filmed using his camera) and the friend he is now with (who I don't know) also says he would like a copy. He runs off, and I suddenly find myself working a shift in the J.C. Penney warehouse.

[Somewhere about here, I was half-woke by a text on my cell phone, which I assumed was probably from Dale (it was, btw), but I just drifted back to sleep and back to the dream, which may explain a little of what is to follow.]

I find myself sort of flying around, working up at the loading docks where stuff is taken off the trucks and put on conveyor belts, then dropped from about 20 feet up, and we have to catch them, sort them, and put them on pallets. (In real life this would injure people and break stuff, but in dreams, I've had several like this in the last couple of years.) Annoyingly, I am not handling the regular stuff, but damaged returns, so instead of getting a box full of items, I am getting one of this thing, one of that, and I have to sort them into boxes with like items, making far more work, and they keep sending more and more stuff on the belts, and I am getting further and further behind, but they refuse to slow down. Soon there is so much stuff that it causes the entire system to collapse, with stuff scattered all over the place, the conveyor belt falling apart around me, and a very large flat screen TV hitting the ground and cracking open.

There is a young punk manager here, and though the whole thing is his fault, he tells me he is going to place all the blame on me, and I am going to be fired for this, and I am just thinking this is so unfair, and wishing they had hidden cameras out on the floor to catch him bragging about how it was his fault, but I am going to take the blame, but I know they don't. No fair! Meanwhile, some of the broken crates that have fallen seem to be stuff of mine that I have packed up and stored, and I now find myself running around, trying to gather my stuff together, including several bits of clothes that include old security uniforms I haven't worn in years.

By now I find myself out deep in the warehouse, among the tall racks of stock, all sorted on pallets and up in the air, except the space on the ground, the lowest rows, aren't filled with pallets, but all the associates' lockers, and as I am walking along, I spot one of them that has smoke gently rising from it. Something has caught fire. I am trying to call for help, and get somebody out here before things can spread, when I spot smoke rising from another locker a couple of rows away. And another. And another. There seems to be an arsonist running around, starting fires. There are several upper level employees running around trying to put them out, but I am helping out, acting as a spotter.

As they continue, I can't help but notice the floors we're standing on are not tile, or even stone (which would make even more sense), but there is a strip of carpeting, a kind of a blue-green carpet, running the width of the aisle, and the entire length of the warehouse. As I am standing there, pointing at another burning locker, I am kind of shocked to find another associate swimming up to me in the carpet. He splashes some water up at the locker and puts out the fire, and even splashes a tiny bit at me. I am really in shock. He is swimming along like he is swimming laps, but I'm just standing on it ... nothing but carpet, to me. "How can you do that?" I ask, but he refuses to tell me, darn it!

I can't help it ... I pull out my cell phone and start to text Dale and tell him what is going on in the warehouse, and I hope I will manage to catch him before he gets on his plane. As I continue, it slowly turns from a text into an e-mail, and I now seem to be typing on my laptop, which is easier, of course. But I am still getting annoyed because, though I can type quite fast (probably about 35 or 40 words a minute when I know what I want to say, even though I don't know how to touch type), there is a girl standing there, sending texts of her own, and she is somehow typing about 10 to 20 times as fast as me, which shouldn't be possible. In retaliation, I just start mashing the keys with both hands and even my arms, sending masses of complete gibberish to Dale, before I wake up.

[And the moment I wake up, I check my cell phone and verify the text that half-woke me was, indeed from him, and immediately started texting him about the dream he almost woke me from, but since I only just woke up, half of that text was also gibberish. ]

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May 25, 2013 -- Somehow I have been visiting with Carolyn S., and was somehow even there last week when one of her sons (Carson, I think) graduated from elementary school [very odd, since all of her kids are already out of high school], though because of some sort of emergency or problem, Carolyn was not able to make it. She is very disappointed about this, and feels really bad about it. So when I am out doing stuff a couple of days later, and find myself in the right place at the right time, I decide to help out. I am somewhere in California, Garden Grove or Santa Ana or somewhere I know the major streets, but not well, and I realize I am really near Carson's school, so I decide to stop by and see if, even though the graduation has already happened, if there might be any more festivities Carolyn might be able to catch, to make up for missing the graduation.

As I said, the overall area is Garden Grove or something, but when the bus drops me off at his school, it is an exact duplicate of Peter Marshall. I approach the kindergarten playground and classrooms, and there are a lot of other people wanting to speak to somebody as well, so it is fairly crowded. But as I am walking up, I realize that it is Sunday, so nobody is going to be here. [Never mind that if graduation was last week, school is over for the summer, anyway.] I comment on this, and several others realize I am correct, and start walking away. I am about to join them, when I glance back at the class rooms. Not only are there people on the playgrounds, but I can even see them in the classrooms through the windows, so even though it is Sunday, people are still here.

I walk to the office, and find myself in a big line of people. I glance around, and there are five or six people working, and I remember when I was a kid at Marshall, and how there was only Ms Gurly and one teen working in here and managing everything. I can't imagine how they need so many people, now, but figure it must be much more record keeping because computers have made it so much 'easier' these days. Anyway, a couple of the people waiting in front of me in this huge line are pushy punks, and they start shoving me around a bit, until the staff gets angry, and orders us all to get out. They head out the door in front of me, and since they are now gone, I turn around at the last second and stay. Sine there is no more trouble, they let me.

I find myself leaning against the wall next to the door to the principal's office, and there is a meeting going on in there with a lot of people. Unfortunately the door is broken, and I keep bumping it open and having to apologize. Meanwhile, I am playing with a couple of nails sticking out of the wall, and find myself backing away from several large spiders. (Large as in large types, wolf spiders, or wood spiders, perhaps, not something like huge spiders. just like an inch or two long.) They tell me not to worry about the spiders, and nobody seems to care, though they creep me out a little.

Soon I finally have a chance to speak to the person in charge (who warns me they are still putting together the diplomas and mailing them out, and I can't collect it in person), and I say something like "I'm here on behalf of Carolyn S. Her son graduated a few days ago ... his name is ..." "Carson, yes. We were very proud of him ... such a shame what happened." "Wha?" "Oh, he went out and got drunk three days ago, and something happened, and now he is dead!" "But I just saw him ..." I continue to think ... four days ago! Oh no! Poor Carolyn. I am horrified. And about that time I wake up.

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May 25, 2013 -- [Even later in the morning ... but most of this one is missing. There was even more of this one, before the part I remember, and I think it involved looking for a nice restaurant.] There were bits about eating, and maybe a hint of balloon twisting that I can barely remember, but then I find myself getting home at the Hickory house. Mom is being a bit of a pest, but nowhere near as bad as in the first dream of the night. Carolyn S. is also here, and it is several days after the second dream. I know I ought to tell her how sorry I am to hear about her son, and apologize for my visit to his grade school, but she is running out to door for a balloon gig of her own. But just as she is exiting, she mentions that Carson was asking about me, yesterday. Turns out he is fine, and the woman at the school didn't have any idea what she was talking about. Weird.

Meanwhile, I am walking to my second bedroom, and find that both the doors are open, and mom has been in there, messing with my stuff again. Darn it, I wish that woman would stay out of my room and leave my stuff alone! I walk in, and start glancing around to see what she might have messed with, and soon find myself playing some Runescape. It is half-live, half game, but I have no computer to play with. I soon find myself facing off against a huge troll or ogre, something along the lines of Bork, but not him. Problem is, I can't seem to touch him, but he sure seems to be able to touch me! Somebody sees me having problems, and calls over to me that the only thing he is weak to is the casting of bloom, but I don't have my druid pouch with me.

Luckily, I do have my first ever cell phone, my old silver Sanyo flip phone, and I pull it out of my pocket, and start flipping through it to see if I might have any sort of Runescape app. Luckily I find one that allows me to cast bloom by pushing the 2 key, so I wait for the creature to attack me, hold the phone at him, mash the 2 key a few times, and a bright light comes out of the phone, and starts to injure him. I have to wait a little while before he recovers enough to try again, and we do the same thing. This goes on 10 or 12 times, and I've beaten him down to about half health, but unfortunately, I'm almost out of prayer, so I am not going to be able to cast bloom anymore. So I am struggling with the app to see if there is any way I can access my Ardy cloak to recharge my prayer points, but so far I haven't managed it. [In actuality, I would probably need the Falador shield, rather than the cloak.]

Blame it on the menthol.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #98: Menthol and Marriage

I'm watching my son E perform some kind of a play with other 3-year-olds. At one point he's supposed to pretend a wiffle ball bat is a magic wand, but of course he goes waving it around dangerously close to other kids' heads. I run over to intervene but another mother gets there first. "I'll take that," she says, plucking it out of his hands.

"Sorry! Thanks for grabbing that from him," I say, embarrassed that she got there first. The woman gives me an unfriendly "where were you?" look. This annoys me, but as the father of the kid who was going nuts with a wiffle ball bat, there's not much I can say. I look back over at the play and E, laughing merrily, leaps over a low stone wall and goes running off God-knows-where. I take off after him...

...and have a false awakening in complete darkness. I hear Wife stir in the darkness and she asks me why I'm awake. I tell her that "I had this crazy dream where [E] almost hit a bunch of other kids in the head with a wiffle ball bat." I move to settle back against the pillow and realize that it's way, way too dark in here. "I'm dreaming," I tell her.

"Mm-hmm," is her sleepy reply, and I hear her roll over.

"It's super dark in here," I say. "I can't even see you." She doesn't respond but she rolls over again, leaning her head against my shoulder and putting her hand on my chest. I'm feeling really frisky and I think about asking her whether she wants to "make out a little bit."

Before I can unleash this suave line on her, she exclaims, "God, your breath!" and rolls away in horror. As she says that, I notice that the inside of my mouth feels nasty and vaguely thick, like my pre-bed dental care has totally worn off.

My confidence is a bit punctured, but I respond, "This is a dream. I can't possibly have bad breath in a dream."

"Okay, if you're sure," she says.

I move toward where her voice is coming from and try to kiss her. I wind up just finding her feet, which start flailing around when I touch them. "Why are you facing the wrong way now?" I ask, confused and a little exasperated.

"I don't know!" she responds. Holding on to an ankle, I very clumsily sort of turn her around. Since it's dark, I can just imagine that she's now facing the right way. As I do, the light in the scene increases ever so slightly until I can see her. I've managed to put my "death breath" from earlier out of my mind, so we kiss.

As they say, "one things leads to another", and the dream ends with roughly 4 minutes of very vivid LD sex before I wake up. Describing this part in detail would be a little too personal and graphic, but even after having a fair number of lucid dreams, the realism and detail of LDs still amazes me.

Didn't really care much for using self-hypnosis for lucid dreaming and just wanted to have the sleep where you sleep through until the next morning.

17.05.2013

Sex with Teal Scott [DILD] (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Okay, can't really remember much, but I'll try.

The dream, at least from what I recalled, was already occurring, it's just that the non-lucid state was so hard to remember until this point. I feel I was lucid at the time, seeing as how it was similar to me doing self-hypnosis sessions to go from waking to dreaming state quickly.

So the dream starts out with me and a female that looks exactly like Teal Scott on YouTube (The Spiritual Catalyst). My memories of how she would talk, and her overall personality, and her positive demeanor that she naturally shows (or maybe it's just me wanting to believe that), combined with her being half-naked in front of me...it's just hard to describe my emotions at the time.

Damn it, I need to work on my descriptions more.


I don't know why two spoiler's are showing up, but whatever, too lazy to edit this.

Spoiler for 18+ Content - Read at your own risk:

Her hair is very detailed, with individual strands coming off to the left side of her forehead, and her lipstick was either black or a very dark pink color. It was hard to tell since there was more focus on me having sex with her. I couldn't tell if it was vaginal or anal, but whatever the case, I find myself shifting between two people once more. I'm not sure if there's another clone of me, but it feels like I'm filming this sex scene with her and my doppelganger.

It feels like I'm blackmailing her for the majority of the dream, but I found she doesn't really care anymore and ends up smiling. She was on top of me, and I was lying down on the bed, gripping my hands on her love handles, and she has her back facing me. She was probably wearing red lingerie seeing how they were on the right side of the bed.

The bed itself was fairly dull in color, like a muddy brown color, and was probably laid out like that so that I would focus my attentions towards Teal Scott. She has her shirt lifted up, but not taken off, just enough to fit and wrap around on top of her breasts about 3-4 inches. She's really enjoying what's happening, and I find the more she looks at the camera, the more she starts smiling.


She's confused with her own sexual expressions and trying not to laugh at the camrea

Spoiler for 18+ Content - Read at your own risk:

(hopefully she wasn't laughing at what I did to her ;____; ), and even though we didn't reach climax, I could still remember how intense things were. I decided to shift back to being a spectator that's filming this, and I take an electronic device and told Teal Scott that we'll be taking a picture of her as well.


She mounts herself off of me, and she quickly pull down her red shirt, and it ends up being a red netted shirt with the neck region and some of the shoulder region being regular fabric. I don't know why she wanted to cover herself, especially since all of this was going to be filmed in any case.


And when I saw her in the netted shirt, it made me focus more on any colors different from her overall skin colors, and her brown nipples became eye-candy for me. I gazed at her breasts for a bit, and I'm sure there's more that I did to her,

but that's all that I remember.

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17.05.2013

Mirror, Mirror, On The Wall....and a Demon (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm looking at a mirror in a random room that seems to be there for me to focus more on the mirror. The room itself had bland and dull colors of crimison red and burned red (I'm horrible with color naming, sorry).

I could feel that looking into this mirror would turn into something random and potentially bad. I didn't bother looking at myself, just at the mirror in an angle where I couldn't see myself. I see a sinister face show up, and I start getting jumpy. I shift my focus to a random point in the room, and then turned back to the mirror, having a longer gaze than before.

I do this once more, and then focused on the mirror until the face of a demon shows up, and I can't remember what happened next.

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17.05.2013

Chubby Anal Sex (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for 18+ Content:

I had anal sex with a dream character that was chubby. The most awkward penetrative dream sex so far. It was like a mix between realism and cartoon effects.

The room was similar to the ones I had with the dreams above me, which is kind of weird. But whatever.

My penis wasn't really working that well, and I had to ignore the person's face so I wouldn't get turned off. I think that was the major conflict her, her visage.

Eh.

05-15-2013 -- Three dreams from last night, all kind of inter-related or tied in with other dreams. Kind of.

First was a weird Harry Potter dream that I can't remember in all that great of details, but it was a lot of fun. Somehow I was Harry, and was fighting against some kind of very attractive female vampire, except that very quickly we weren't fighting, but instead having sex. This was followed by minor conflicts with several other female vampires and other attractive females, which always seemed to also turn to sex. At more than one point, I would end up with multiple identical vampires from different worlds all at the same time, which was a whole lot of fun. It was lots of great sex while at the same time, fighting evil and making the world a better place.

At the same time, I was kind of 'responsible' for babysitting the Malfoy from my world, who was nothing more than a petulant, whiny brat. But at one point during the various misadventures, one of the vampires from one of the other dimensions has brought along the Malfoy from her own world, who was pleasant, mature, and her lover, and when at one point myself and several of my vampires and the second Malfoy and his lover all end up in the same bed as the whiny Malfoy who wakes up to see the other version of himself with a vampire, he looses it and starts screaming bloody murder.

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An odd Doctor Who dream where I seem to be traveling with the 7th Doctor in the TARDIS. We've landed somewhere that very much has a feeling of past dreams that include a bathroom or locker room in a sort of construction site, which I may or may not be able to point to another specific dream here. Anyway, at this construction site or hotel or whatever, the TARDIS is sort of acting as an elevator, moving between floors, and I wander into the locker room on maybe the second or third floor, and am just wandering through.

Though it is the men's locker room, there are many places where you can look right across into the ladies' locker room, and see the women changing, and I kind of enjoy watching and looking a bit, as I slowly walk back out of the locker room. Somehow I've gotten so close to the womens' locker room that it is the one I end up exiting from. I am soon heading back toward the TARDIS.

Except now it is turning from living Doctor Who into filming an episode of the show. The TARDIS elevator is only a flimsy set which seems to be falling apart, and Sylvester McCoy is wandering around muttering about his lines and rehearsing them. I am trying to get back to the locker rooms using the 'elevator' which is now more of a platform with a rope and pulley painted blue, but it is kind of separating from the side of the building, and when I manage to force myself back to where I think the locker room should be, not even the door is there, much less the room, itself. And though I keep changing floors, I still can't find it.

Then things somehow switch, and I have gone back in time. The TARDIS elevator is back and sturdy again, and the locker rooms are back, but we are still filming an episode of Doctor Who, and somehow I have gone back too far in time. We aren't ready to film, yet, and while the women are in place in the locker room, they are all frozen in suspended animation, until we're ready to film. I wander around and find a couple of attractive blondes enclosed in ice, and start kissing and cuddling with them to thaw them out. While none of them mind being thawed out like this, some of them are (understandably) quite ticked off about being frozen in the first place, and start stomping around angrily, complaining about it. Very weird stuff.

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Somehow I am in a house where I have a bedroom to live in, and I am recalling the first vampire dream up above, and trying to write it down as a story. It's not going very smoothly. My writing is horrible and stilted, I can't think of how to say what I want to convey, and though I am trying to compare it to something black and white along the lines of film noir, I remember it with colors like red, green and yellow, but all of them mixed with black to give them a more dingy, dirty appearance, but not anything that could really properly be called film noir.

Meanwhile, I am trying to write it as a big fantasy story taking place on another world, when I suddenly start to realize that it was actually much more along the lines of a police procedural (yeah, a police procedural about having sex with lots of vampires ... right), and wondering just how much that is going to conflict with the garbage I have been writing, or whether I am going to have to scrap the whole thing. It isn't that I can't remember the dream, it's just that I can't seem to put it in words.

Meanwhile, I am being asked to wash dishes in the kitchen for a meal I didn't have any part in eating, and soon decide I'd rather leave. As I find myself walking around the house, it suddenly changes to walking around the Moran house on the beach that I first dreamed about being chased by Voldemort around it here, and have since dreamed about at least a second time.

I find myself creating a new (really lousy) song parody to the tune of 'Secret Agent Man' about the dream, humming 'Secret Vampire Man' to myself as I am suddenly riding a bike around the front yard, wondering if Bonnie has the dogs or not, this time, since she has given them away, and then brought them back a couple of times now in my dreams.

Strangely my last two dreams that I've remembered have been sex dreams. This one was a very basic sex dream, my wife and I in a hotel room. I won't get into details. However, at the end of all of the sex we walked out to the courtyard of the hotel totally naked, where all of the staff and such were milling about, seemingly totally unaware that there were two naked people walking about. Strange but fun dream! The recall was actually better this time than some of my previous dreams but the entry is shorter for reasons I've stated above

In this dream I was 16, and we were all at a friend's house, though I don't know any of the DCs in real life, it was just a set of people. The strange thing was, I was still in a couple with my wife, who I hadn't even met at 16. So we are at one of these DC's parents' houses, and we are all in this living room wide open space. Her parents are around and we are essentially waiting for them to leave / go to bed so that we can all have sex. The plan wasn't to have sex all together, but more to couple off and kind of watch each other have sex. Unfortunately for my dream self, the sex never happened. So I set down my towel, and while we're sitting there waiting I find this old phone. The phone is one that I had in college studying abroad in Italy, so you can already tell that all of the dates are messed up. On the phone I was looking at all of the numbers of minutes I used while I was abroad, and calculating the number of charges I paid.

After a bit of time of this, and showing it to one of the DCs, who wanted to scroll through all of the foreign area codes and such, I went to the bathroom, which was connected to the DC's parent's bedroom. DC's father was in the bedroom, and for some reason there was no door between their room and the bathroom, so I had to hide behind the wall as I went to the bathroom. After going to the bathroom, I walked out, and the father came over to me and started chatting about this and that. I basically wanted to high tail it out of there, so that he would leave us alone for this sexual encounter that the DCs had dubbed "The Feast" So I got back to the room, and a new couple had joined the group. It was a guy that I did know from real life (he was a loner in college) who was a wolf furry and had brought some furry DC with him to join our sexcapades. At this point we were all talking about "The Feast" and moving our towels around to give each other a good view. However, that's when I woke up!

It's all graphic.....






So I'm in a hotel suite with Linda Friday *cough's safe search on* (one of my favorite porn stars) and we're naked. Other people are there, but we really don't care. One is my nosy neighbor...the rest are random DCs. We're already naked, on the floor, and I enter her from the rear. I pound her for several thrusts, and it slips out. She suggests that I go anal....I look at it...it's not tooo bad (you know, compared to most of my dreams) but it's a bit prolapsed, and I just don't feel comfortable about doing that. She tells me a reason why she wants me to do it that way, and then sort of challenges me. The scene changes...but we're still there, and the dream fades.

Flying and Sexy Time

My dream in progress shifted to me flying and I was lucid.

I was standing on a piece of wood or something, flying over the trees. I was happy to be lucid. I looked at the scene; it was incredibly clear. It was night, but I could see different kinds of trees below. I took in the scene and its clarity.

I then saw a '50's style truck in blue, and then other cars, but the dream became less clear.

I saw some people...women of course. I decided I would have some fun. I then thought about the task to lick the first dream character I saw, but I realized that I'd already passed that person up. IWL, I'm not sure that was actually the ToTM.

I then found an attractive girl and asked if she would show me her boobs. She said, "OK, but only one." She showed me one, and it had a tiny nipple. I was going to ask her if I could feel them. I said, "Can I--." I thought she was going to say "No," so I punched her in the face. I then went to feel her boobs and she didn't care at all. I found myself looking at her vag, and I proceeded to insert myself.

I soon woke up to use the bathroom.

I had cycled a few times. I didn't do too much, but I was cycled with intention. I ended the first fiscal quarter of year 3 with a record best of 17 which is = to my first year on DV. Awesome!

27.04.2013

Sandwiched Between Ada and Eva [18+] (WILD)

Just a heads up, there are no lettuces, tomatoes, bread, or even mayonnaise in this dream. Just a heads up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a bedroom and there's a female in red lingerie sitting freely against the head of the bed. The bedroom and the environment is a bit bland since I didn't want to give much attention to it in the first place. I advance to the female and I take my clothes off as well, and I slowly braced my chest onto hers, and she wraps her legs around my rear and hugs me as I continue to increase my ability to feel her warm and slightly sweaty skin.

I can hear her slowly breathing, and slowly moving up and down her body entices me to have sex with her.

Spoiler for Not for the light hearted:

I waste no time trying to stimulate her since she seemed to be already turned on, and I slowly stroked my penis, getting it hardened very quickly. I spread her cunt a bit and felt a relaxing coolness as I carefully inserted my penis inside of her. The more I get into this, the more I can feel her cunt wrap my penis as if it's trapped inside of a vortex that slowly augments in temperature, sedating my penis, loosening its muscles, and compelling me to go deeper inside of her.

We take things slow, and I continue to appreciate her warm body and sweat as well. Her skin is so soft, and her chest continues to relax my chest as well, and she tightens her grip hugging the upper area of my back and her legs, squeezing my rear more, begging for me to go deeper.

She completely has me locked and I'm forced to embrace her, and we go about exchanging mentally of who makes the first move and who is in control. I wanted her to take control, or at least presume she had control simply because I just wanted to let whatever happen...happen.

I started to get distracted a bit with random thoughts, since it was a bit sudden for me to go into a sex scene from the waking state within five minutes, and it was more of a battle of keeping myself focused on the sex. I wanted to talk to her about other things instead of just sex, but I decided that sexual temptation would be easier to imagine, and that I would be able to discuss things with her some other time.

I just wanted both of us to enjoy each other's company, inside of our spectrum of reality filled with lust and comforting each other and expressing our love more through sexual acts. Her tight grip makes things easier for me and my back, and being locked in her web entices me to thrust deeper but still maintaing a slow pace to absorb every single spasm of her vaginal muscles.

I sustained the slow pace of thrusting to where it becomes automatic, and I place concious effort on embracing Ada's existence by trying to increase my other 3 senses. She's fairly quiet, but I can still hear her slow breaths of relief as she maitains a steady grip around me.

Then my back starts shivering randomly, and I feel as if there was someone watching us make love. I focus more on this other person's existence while making sure that I subconsciously kept my dream body engaged with these simulations with Ada. It's a female that's behind us, and I can tell it's Eva, and she slowly gets on the bed and watches us for a bit.

I didn't pay attention to her at first, only acknowledging her existence, and she ends her voyeristic indulgences by bracing her chest against my back and wrapping her arms around my waist and slowly creeping them upwards to my upper torso region.

Her body is aligned slightly lower than mine, bracing her head on the middle area of my back, and it feels like she's pretending to take Ada from the rear. She holds on to me, and her warmth makes the experience of thrusting Ada even better, and as I'm slowly melting away with pleasure, I have to shift my attention in letting my dream body continue this dull but relaxing rhythm automatically, and I felt less freedom in being able to move other parts of my body naturally.

I wanted to enjoy the pleasure of being sandwiched between two females, and then I start taking charge and letting more sexual thoughts encroach into my already sedated consciousness from this level of comfort. Eva braces her head more into my back, and she tells me,

"Faster...fuck her faster."

I immediately followed her orders, and I quickly clenched my hands to whatever portion of the bedsheets that would be good enough to hold on to. Knowing that being sandwiched between two women motivates me to focus on my pelvic region, and I continue to increase the motion more and more, and the sweat from these two females continues to turn me on that I started to become distracted again with random thoughts.

The sex starts becoming background noises as I let my mind drift into trivial thoughts that were so random, and the sex scene starts to slowly fade away, but I kept telling myself that I will remain strong and focused on what I'm doing now. I'm back to the sex scene, and I started having random thoughts of Eva trying to peg me while I'm trying to have sex with Ada, but I quickly removed the idea since the experience here was pleasurable enough for me.

We decided to stop, since I could feel Eva's eagerness to thrust Ada. I get up, but I'm still on the bed, and I position my body to where Ada's head is between my feet, and I slowly bend down to make her smell my crotch a bit. Eva wears a strap-on, though I can't remember the details on how it looked like other than just a generic black strap-on, and she quickly thrusts Ada vaginally.

I smear my testicles around Ada's nose and mouth a bit until I wanted to fuck her mouth. She reads my mind and willfully opens her mouth and I quickly put it in. I'm still facing Eva, and dream logic continues to defy that this position of putting my dick her mouth would be awkward, but my mind makes the awkwardness work out somehow.

I decided to bend down a bit to give her more working room to chug my dick better, and then I get bored of this since I didn't put much effort into feeling her tongue wrapping around my dick. I get up again, and she naturally picks herself up to sit down while Eva continues to bang her. I brace against the bed head, and she and Eva come closer to me, and Ada welcomes me with her asshole and inserts it on her own.

I felt a tight tug around my dick, and she slowly puts it in. The tightness is amazing, and she goes back to having Eva fuck her while she lets her other hole occupied by me stay dormant for a bit. The momentum Eva is giving Ada lets her easily hump up and down on my dick. I shift my focus into spectator mode, and I go into a side view of Ada sandwiched between me and Eva, and she's really enjoying the double penetration.

The side view of her legs spreading on and bent, and just seeing her being filled in both of her holes makes me want to thrust her more, but then she starts taking control by slowly moving her body up and down, giving herself a nice squatting workout. The view is amazing from my perspective as I shift back to first-person view, and she makes things very complicated motion with controlling her anal muscles.

I decided to go back to shifting on the pleasure rather than worrying about how I'm moving my body. I starting to control my breaths more, slowly pausing breaths for 2-3 seconds, going back to breathing normally, and closing my eyes to visualize the intensity even more. Then I started to make shorter breaths and quick and short pauses of not breathing until we all climaxed at the same time.

It was so powerful that I could hear the ooze churning inside of her asshole, and she's forced to squirt the sperm out or else her stomach would agitate and eventually make things worse for her when she has to let it out.

Definitely not the mayonnaise you expect to come out from being sandwiched.

Anyway, after all that, we decided to just chill in the bed and I spread my arms open so they could rest their heads on the side of my chest. I close my arms in and we snuggle.

Yep.


Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.


You know, sometimes I wonder how far I can go with this shit man. Where do I draw the line? There is no fucking line here.

Oh well, guess I'll just have more sex after this gets posted.

I remember dreaming about HER. She gave me the keys to her car, and I believe I needed to pick her up later. I spent the rest of the dream talking to a guy who was supposedly related to me.

I really want to see HER in a lucid and find out if she has a damn name.....it's kinda bugging me now.

I was at some party, like prom. Drinks were being served and free food was everywhere. I think D's parents were helping out with the food, and they also spiked the punch. I didn't really have time for that, because I was busy playing with some girls. They were taking turns stroking me, and I was playing with them....everything else gets a little fuzzy.

I'm climbing up a 100 foot rope, and I'm sure I know whats going to happen (most of these dreams I end up half way or near the top, and I can't make it...so i just panic till the dream ends) but I go anyway. I get close to the stop and realize that the rope is attached to the side of the pole, doesn't lead to the bridge itself. I grabbed on to one of the structures, wrapped my leg around the leg of the bridge and eventually pulled myself up. I was so happy that I got up there, because I really thought I was going to fall and die. Some of the other DC's up there started talking about some guy who makes that climb all the time, and he usually runs around doing parkour with weapons. Who cares, I was still proud of myself.

I'm in my room, and it looks like it used to years ago. I call in this woman, and she's a short brunette chick, with a small swastika tattoo on her left cheek. Maybe at some point I was lucid, because I knew she was coming in my room for one thing only. We stripped down, and I climbed on top of her and put it in half way. I was in a push up position, and her butt was elevated. She rocked her hips around in circles teasing me until I finally trusted into her with full force. She wrapped her legs around me, and I continued pounding her until I came. I thought I was the only one who got off, but she said she came twice, and I noticed that she wasn't lying when I pulled out. A mixture of both of our juices flowed out from her. I was so excited....I felt a rush and was hard again. She told me that she had to go. We started getting dressed and I asked her about her tattoo. It was so feint that I thought it was done by a ring. She told me it was a tattoo. She asked if I was offended by it. I told her I wasn't, but it seemed odd to have a tattoo on her face. She gave me a black and gray pair of shorts that she wanted me to wear. They looked like the red and gray ones I was JUST putting on. I didn't mention that because they were a gift. I thanked her, popped the tags and put them on. The dream faded.

4/15/13

DILD + DEILD

I was standing on a mini ski slope at night. There were 2 steep but small jumps that spread across the whole run. It looked more like a trough between two sharp bumps. I decide to practice my spins so I jog up a few dozen feet and I find some banana skis. I start sliding right before the jumps and try a 180. I end up completing a 360. I was surprised how easy it was. I go again and land a 180.

I decide to try it with a snowboard so I go looking for boots. I go inside a building where I see a man around 28 years old talking with someone else in the hallway. I slip into the room to my right and it is a gym. I see some boots on the ground, and I know they are his. They have giant laces and I get halfway through putting them on when he walks in. He comments on my using his boots so I take them off.

He then takes me back to where I am supposed to be. I am no longer "me" anymore. I am a young kid around 13 years old. I decide to start being an asshole. (The first thing I did, I forgot.) I then follow the man into another room. There is a guy behind a counter serving snacks. There is a warming light and a metal tray holding a bunch of seeds or some small snack. I grab like 6 and put them in my mouth. I pretend like I don't like them and spit them ferociously back into the tray. That way, they would have the most spread and be the hardest to pick out.

I finally get taken into a classroom. I sit down and the teacher asks for a volunteer for something. No one responds. The guy who brought me here offers me up because I "got out of ____ by ____" (I don't remember)

The dream skips and I become lucid. I decide to go look for some girls. I walk into a room and there is a wedding going on. There are around 60 people here. I make eye contact with two girls and nod at them. They get up silently and follow me across the hall. I start kissing one and insert. After a little bit I look back and she has a really short buzz cut. She is now a dude. I go over the other chick. We make out for awhile but she isn't super hot. I decide I can do better so I go back to the wedding.

I nod at a smoking hot girl. She comes out with me and we start kissing. She wants to put a bag over her head and kiss through it. After the last transforming girl I am pretty skeptical. I ask, "Are you like a vampire or something?" She said no, but did admit to something (I forgot) that led me to go fishing back at the wedding again.

I go back again and something interferes again. I lose the dream.

DEILD

I am back in the room. I decide the only move left is to go for the bride. I was still being an asshole anyway. I can't just nod the bride away from her wedding so I approach the front. I say that there is an emergency and she has to come outside. I finally get a look at her. She is asian and pretty cute, although not the type of person I usually go for in dreams. Just then the priest says, "If anyone objects , now is the time to speak." I feel like I should have waited for that moment. The bride is reluctant to go with me. I urge her saying it is an emergency. She follows me to my room across the hall. I go in for the kiss. The moment out lips touch, she bites down hard. She then pulls back and yells, "are you kidding me!?" and she slaps me. My lip is really hurting from the bite. I kind of feel like I deserve it. She storms out into the hall where she sees one of her friends approaching her. The friend offers to help. The bride says she is fine but someone will have to call the police.