The pleasure of kinky dreams
Posted by Abel on 16 Jun 2006 at 08:08 am | Tagged as: In the Neighbourhood
Girls didn’t share those juicy sex dream tidbits in high school - nor did the guys - but by University we were open to telling all, so you can imagine my surprise when I first heard tell of others nighttime dalliances. I was shocked, I had assumed that everyone’s sex dreams were as bizarre as mine, but unless everyone else was holding back and sharing only the choicest tales, it seemed I was in the minority.
I adored this quote, from Maya’s “Curious Confection” blog. Scarcely a night goes by without Haron or I having a kinky dream; I love little more than lazing in bed early in the morning, sharing the fantasies that have occurred to us since we whispered our goodnights a few hours previously. Little more other than playing out said nocturnal fantasies straight afterwards, of course :-)
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Yes, yes! I know about sharing something I thought was “normal” only to have that information bring the conversation to a screeching halt. In elementary school I didn’t have many friends, but one day I was having a good time with other girls in my class–we were laughing, joking, bantering. I said something like, “And don’t you just love reading the spanking scenes in books?” Everyone got these puzzled looks on their faces, stopped laughing, and (after an awkward pause) moved on to something else. My first inkling that perhaps I was a little different…
That and the fact that I don’t know many other women who spontaneously orgasm in their sleep.
See, I’ve always assumed that I was completely unique in everything that concerned sexuality - that included erotic dreams. This helped keep my trap shut.
When my classmate in 9th grade told me that she thought she was going crazy, because she was having these dreams about doing things with boys, I could at least console her by the fact that we were both going nuts at the same time.
As far as I’m concerned, there is nothing better than waking up in the early morning, aroused, sleepy, and with that dreamy scene crystal-clear in my head, all ready for me to … err… you know, ponder.
The only thing is, I can’t dream either the pain of a spanking or the orgasm. Although, Chris tells me that if he pats my bottom when I’m dreaming, I sometimes act like I’m getting a spanking. As for the orgasm, I generally wake up right before I have them, and am quite pathetically needy when that happens for the rest of the day. Even if I … well, y’all know the possibilities.
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