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I had a perfect dream last night. You were in it. It took place at my mother's house, by the stream, late in the evening. I had gone for a swim in the moonlight. It was really hot and humid, as it often is in the summer. The only sound you could hear was that greatly muffled under water sound, otherwise, it was like a silent movie in slow motion. I allowed myself to fall into the water, backwards. Through beams of refracted moonlight, I watched clusters of air bubbles raise very slowly in the dark water. I enjoyed the feeling of complete suspension as I was sinking in deeper. I remember this feeling clearly. I was wearing a velvet blue dress I had put on earlier for my mother's auction party. I felt the soothing cool water through my dress as it pasted itself against my skin. Then I got back up and walked out, but as I took a step into the dry ground, my dress turned into shreded black threads. I looked down and I saw that all I had on was black stockings and some sort of leather corset with ribbons and straps. I pulled on the straps, amused.

I sat on the grass under a tree, looking back at the stream in the moonlight, it was so beautiful, no words can describe it. And then you emerged out of the water. It was like a surreal viking/gothic vision. The moon was behind you. You were glistening with golden droplets of water that matched your hair color. You wore a mask, your face was painted. You had some sort of helmet on, like that of a gladiator. Your clothes were soaked wet, leather and buckles and zippers and metal buttons. You walked twords me, I took off your helmet and threw it into the water, and we embraced passionatelly. I felt your heart beat hard. This was a very intense moment. Then we walked on the path to my mother's house. Some of her guests were exiting through the front door. As we went into the main atrium, I realized her party was still going on, the livingroom was filled with people. In fact, there were people everywhere throughout the house. I held your hand and felt intense energy humming through me. I wanted you so badly. Impulsively, I pulled you up the stairs and we went into the first closet by the corridor. It is a rather small closet, but we fit there with room to spare. I turned the light on, pushed you down on the floor, and started to take off your clothes. It was no small feat, with all the buckles and zippers. After your upper body was free from the clothes, I sat over your legs. I looked at you, your body laying stretched under me, your blond hair all over the floor. I placed my hands over the narrow sides of your stomach, sliding them down to your crotch. I felt you, hard and sweet. God, so hard and so sweet. I wanted to kiss you now. I remember guessing you were 1.83 meters tall. I lay over you and we kissed. Technically, your kissing wasn't very good, but the feeling of your skin, your lips, the body to body contact, was amazing! The chemistry was electric. I was wet beyond belief. Throbbing and trembling inside. I showed you how to kiss me properly, and when you finally got it, it was perfect. I didn't want to wait any longer, I merely opened your pants and we made love just like that, with me on top of you, feeling you inside me so hot and hard, your pants still strapped onto your legs, my breasts naked spilling over my corset, my stokings torn, both our boots still on, you squeezing me in your arms, us kissing. It was a powerful feeling, and I climaxed even in my sleep. (this happens to me a lot)

The perfect thing about this dream was the beautiful background, and the powerful feeling of the whole dream. There were a lot of symbols in it, and details I can't remember. But it was a complete dream. I didn't want to wake up - but I woke myself up moaning. Honestly, I can't figure out why I have dreamed with you. We hardly communicate. I don't have any special conscious thoughts/interest in you presently - apart from now and then I wonder how you are doing, nothing unusual nor different from wondering about others. It's rather absurd, but I have dreamed with you a few times now, maybe 3 or 4, but this was the only sexual dream - the others have not been, but they were pleasant. It puzzles me. What is the meaning of all these dreams? But don't get a big head now. Even though I put this up just for you. (it was fun) By the way, are you 1.83m tall?