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

[lowcollar]

My wife was being ass fucked by a large dick trans. I licked her balls, sucked the shaft and ate her ass while she was getting pounded. Finally, I ate tranny ass while she came in my wife.

 

[seela]

I was somewhere in Germany looking for a “storm tower”, which was supposed to be a large, grey medieval tower that always has storm clouds around it. When I found it, it looked less medieval and more like the water tower close to my childhood home. I was rather disappointed and decided to go to Malta instead.

Very random. But inspired by the dream, I’ve been googling Malta this morning, and maybe it’d be a nice destination for a winter trip one year.

 

[seela]

I had a walking stick that worked as a pogo stick, like Scrooge had in Ducktales. I pogoed my way up to the ceiling at the natural history museum, where a huge dinosaur model, or so I thought, was hanging. I pogoed along its back and somehow revived the dinosaur. Oopsie, not a model, but the real deal. The dino ran out and rampaged the city, I calmly pogoed back home.

 

[EvaLane]

fell asleep on the couch, stretched out and languid, so he took no mind of it when he stepped toward me, palming himself slowly through rough denim before dragging the zipper down, sounding the dinner bell and stirring me awake.

And then an unfamiliar weight presses against my lips, the taste of his hardness flush against my tongue, pushing deeper into my soft palate.

A cascade of suddenlys happens all at once - suddenly I’m on my knees, and suddenly another stranger joins the first, urging me on with “suck his cock like the slut you are” and “I know you’ve been waiting for this.”

And then I get a text, a vicious reminder that I’m not alone in this house.

From my knees I watch each of the men slip out the front door and pull away down the driveway, likely never to be seen or felt again.

 

[RickTango]

fell asleep on the couch, stretched out and languid, so he took no mind of it when he stepped toward me, palming himself slowly through rough denim before dragging the zipper down, sounding the dinner bell and stirring me awake.

And then an unfamiliar weight presses against my lips, the taste of his hardness flush against my tongue, pushing deeper into my soft palate.

A cascade of suddenlys happens all at once - suddenly I’m on my knees, and suddenly another stranger joins the first, urging me on with “suck his cock like the slut you are” and “I know you’ve been waiting for this.”

And then I get a text, a vicious reminder that I’m not alone in this house.

From my knees I watch each of the men slip out the front door and pull away down the driveway, likely never to be seen or felt again.

Wow. What an intense dream