When I do get this kind of
dream, it is always
enjoyable, but after waking up a while, you start to think. What the hell is wrong with my
head?
I was having sex. The whole dream was sex. Plain, vanilla sex, missionary position. Strangely enough, the whole dream was very lucid, I could still remember it clearly in my head. It wasn't the same person either. The face shifted, from one to the other. Freaky.
UNF UNF UNF. It never got boring. Who was it? Oh, plenty of people. Old crushes. Current crushes. Ex girlfriends. Random women that purely came out of my imagination. One after the other. It was great fun. I love these kinds of dreams. I don't get them too often, but it's cool when you do get it.
I wake up, and I wonder. I must be sexually deprived. Not really, I've gotten some lately. I wonder what triggers these nice dreams. I like them. Oh well, better than evil killer dreams.