What did you dream? Tell it in five sentences or fewer.

Get yourself a girl who wants to talk about both!

Although how much is there to talk about the BDSM equipment, really? Or maybe as a show and tell? 🤷*♀️

My wife would much rather talk about the BDSM equipment than listen to one of my lectures on religious history. Apparently, to her, one is a good kind of torture and the other is a bad kind of torture.


weren't you going there in the long run?

That's the thing. I probably wasn't. :rolleyes:
 
My wife would much rather talk about the BDSM equipment than listen to one of my lectures on religious history. Apparently, to her, one is a good kind of torture and the other is a bad kind of torture.

Well, when you're done torturing her, pick me next! Symbolism and history of St Andrew's cross sounds fascinating. :)
 
I was on a flat roof with a woman. We were walking and she turned to say something to me. She stepped off of the roof and disappeared. <shudder>
 
A full body naked pic of me, face and all, was posted on Lit and I looked really hot in it. I couldn’t remember when the pic was taken and I didn’t know the poster. But I looked so hot that I couldn’t decide if I should leave it up or ask for it to be taken down.

As far as I know, a single full body nude of me doesn’t exist. But damn I looked so hot! :D
 
Had a dream last night that my wife had finally agreed to do a bondage class with a pro domme. The idea was the the dominatrix would show my wife how to dominate me.

We met the dominatrix and the three of us were chatting but it was not about our scene - it was just mindless chit chat. I was wondering, “when is the domination gonna start?”. Then we were still
Chatting and we (really the dominatrix and my wife) decided we should go out to dinner. I was left STILL thinking, “when is the domination gonna start?”
 
Had a dream last night that my wife had finally agreed to do a bondage class with a pro domme. The idea was the the dominatrix would show my wife how to dominate me.

We met the dominatrix and the three of us were chatting but it was not about our scene - it was just mindless chit chat. I was wondering, “when is the domination gonna start?”. Then we were still
Chatting and we (really the dominatrix and my wife) decided we should go out to dinner. I was left STILL thinking, “when is the domination gonna start?”

When they handed you the check!
 
Dreamt I moved to England and randomly showed up at a company I had heard was hiring. They interviewed me right away and offered me a job, but in the unpopular department upstairs. I was still super happy and went off to find a place to live lol
 
Last night I had a vivid dream where I was actually sucking my own cock. Not the whole thing, just the top quarter or so. For some reason, this happened in a brothel in the corner room. I‘ve never actually visited a brothel though, so not sure where that came from. The dream was intensely enjoyable but I woke up with dry pants…and a hard cock.
 
I was in a school that stood alone on the prairie. Wooden floors, no computers, no security...straight out of my memories. I looked into a classroom. The teacher asked if she could help me; I said I'm Dave, just visiting. She asked me if I would like to read to the class, and I said yes. And so, I did.
 
I found the perfect pink lipstick called Mumbo Jumbo No. 579. The Color I’ve been searching for forever and I’m sad it doesn’t exist.
 
I dreamt I was shaving my head (I am bald), and I had to be really careful because I had a couple of nicks and cuts on my head that I had to shave around. IRL I cut my head 1-2x a year and it’s a pain In the ass to shave around if it’s bad. I haven’t cut myself on the top of my head in many months.
 
I found the perfect pink lipstick called Mumbo Jumbo No. 579. The Color I’ve been searching for forever and I’m sad it doesn’t exist.

This is me and my ideal red nail polish and lipstick. I've had dreams of wearing just the right shades but they don't exist in real life. I feel your pain.


And my dream? I was in Tehran for the opening of a new tram line.
 
I had a dream I was kneeing in front of a man giving him head and I was immensely turned on. It was very hot for me and he came really hard all over my face.

I woke up and was grinding up against my wife In spoon position. I woke her up, took her sweatpants down and we had really powerful sex.
 
I drove a car even though I don’t have a license and don’t know how to operate a car. I had to go get more gas and I had no clue how to do that or how to choose what kind to get. I decided to get gas from the pretty, sparkly, pink nozzle because it looked inviting. It wasn’t the right choice - the car started to make pirouettes every so often after getting the sparkly gas and it made driving even more difficult than it already was. Very stressful.
 
I drove a car even though I don’t have a license and don’t know how to operate a car. I had to go get more gas and I had no clue how to do that or how to choose what kind to get. I decided to get gas from the pretty, sparkly, pink nozzle because it looked inviting. It wasn’t the right choice - the car started to make pirouettes every so often after getting the sparkly gas and it made driving even more difficult than it already was. Very stressful.

I get Toontown-vibes from the pirouettes and the sparkly pink nozzle but at the same time it reminds me of a road trip waaaayyy back. We were driving in the hinterland of the hinterland and stopped for gas at a station that looked ancient with a little old lady with not teeth sitting on a chair outside. Really, only the cliche tumble weed were missing!
After that our little old car kept ”sneezing” and when you turned the engine off, it kept self-igniting(knocking in english?) and we joked about buying ghost gas in the twilight zone.

My dreams are normally rather impressionistic and impossible to remember on waking. At times I have dreams that are very clear, almost like memories and then I can usually relate them to something going on in my life at the time.
These last weeks though I have spent my nights in noir detective stories. They still make so little sense that I loose grip on them when I try to remember them but it’s kind of nice, like I’m watching a movie or lucid dreaming without actively changeing the course of the dream.
 
I was at a Lit-together and no one I know came, they were all a bunch of strangers I never talk with. It was very awkward because I didn’t get along with one person there who seemed to be everyone else’s best friend. I had to sleep in the same bed with them and they clawed at my thighs. On the positive side, I had chocolate pudding for breakfast because one of the people couldn’t find yogurt so they bought chocolate pudding for everyone instead.
 
I was at a HS reunion. We travelled to a museum and/or a large hotel. On one wall was a huge map of the world showing the continents from a very different perspective. I was really taken by it thinking it was really cool.

Then we went down to a large food court area where you could get food and drinks. We were having fun, talking and drinking with old and current friends. Some preppie guy (named Grant) that I never liked was in line at the bar line with a bunch of us. He was friends with all of the people near me, but I never cared for him. He kept on needling me and needling me about something (can’t remember what). He kept on needling me and grabbing ny arm from behind. Finally I lost patience and grabbed him by the throat and pushed him against a wall. “I didn’t like you then and I don’t like you know, you little fuck. Now cut it the fuck out.”

No fight or punches, but it totally ruined the vibe of the party and most of my old friends were thinking I was an asshole. I felt bad for ruining the vibe. But I don’t feel bad about what I’d done to that guy.

Later on we were all taking a bus back to home or our hotel and some people were talking about it and other people were avoiding it and engaging me in very disingenuous conversation.

I have no idea what this dream means but it inspired me find this thread and write this right away.
 
J ate all the toppings from my pizza. I woke up mad at him, took a while to realize it was just a dream.
 
I was going somewhere on the Boston subway, and for some reason was using my niece’s My Little Pony rolling suitcase. I was walking down the platform & accidentally let go of the suitcase so it went flying off the platform onto the tracks. I went to get someone who worked there to help me get it, after thinking of jumping down myself for a few seconds. The attendant contacted the train coming in to slow down so they could get the suitcase for me. Then I had to pay $11.50 to get it back, since they had to slow down the train.
 
I dreamt that we adopted a big, red cat, that was living at the cemetery.
I told my husband about the dream when I woke up because it was so vivid a nd detailed and i remembered it so clearly.
He said I should know better having read Pet Sematary.
Perhaps I should be glad I woke when I did.
 
I dreamt that we adopted a big, red cat, that was living at the cemetery.
I told my husband about the dream when I woke up because it was so vivid a nd detailed and i remembered it so clearly.
He said I should know better having read Pet Sematary.
Perhaps I should be glad I woke when I did.
"I was being spanked, intensely. The spanking started with me over his lap, with his strong hands rubbing my silky cheeks. A voice whispered in my ear, "Are you ready?' I moaned softly as each spank reddened my skin, and I whimpered for more."
 
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"I was being spanked, intensely. The spanking started with me over his lap, with his strong hands rubbing my silky cheeks. A voice whispered in my ear, "Are you ready?' I moaned softly as each spank reddened my skin, and I whimpered for more."

Mmm, that is sexy, the sort of dream you just don't want to wake up from ;)
 
I dreamt that I was supposed to meet a favorite Litster at a Pavarotti concert in Florida (never mind that he's been dead for 15 years). But the concert was at a dirt race track, with only dirt roads around it, and heavy rains had just come through, so I was trying to get my car through the mud and couldn't get there in time. I arrived just as he was hitting the final note of the final "Vincer-ooooooooo!" of Nessun Dorma. My Litster had assumed I wasn't coming and had already left. :(
 
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