Sex Dream

It has been a very long time since I have truly had a sleeping dream of a sexual nature. Yet last night I did. It was a very intense and powerful dream in which the images have stayed with me. I tried to capture the details because it is possible someone can interpret dreams and may share with me their thoughts about this dream. I would definitely be curious to hear other thoughts on this one.


At the beginning of the dream, I have a Geo Metro. For some reason it seems smaller than I know the car is in reality. I pulled it backwards through what seemed like a school area. There was an intersection with a planter or something of the sort in the center of the intersection. I went past it.

Then the scene repeated itself, and it felt like I just doing the same thing as before. Like it was natural. But when I got to the intersection, someone helped by pushing, for which I was grateful, but they pushed too much and my leg got caught between the car and the brick wall of the planter.

Some medics put a boot on my leg and foot to stabilize it and told me I needed to see a doctor.

The scene changes. I am at a park of some sort with CG and others we know (in the dream, I don’t recognize them otherwise). As we are there, I am resting against CG and keeping my foot still so that it does not hurt. The others we are with are gone, but there are lots of people there.

Then we see more and more women who are all wearing thongs. It is like they just came from a class or something. All of them have the shape and physical fitness of women who work out and do aerobics a lot. Even their asses which are on full display appear very muscular, yet still very womanly. Many of them kept walking as if they were leaving. Others stayed.

One that stands out to me is that there was a young girl. I would guess about 14 or 15 based on face and body shape. The woman she was next to I took to be her mother. Even the young girl was wearing a thong with nothing else covering her ass. She was looking around her with open curiosity and what might have been nervousness.

I turned away and realized there were more women near me. They were more like “normal” body types. Curves, some padding here and there. Differing ages, and so forth. They were being openly sexual, some masturbating, some masturbating others. Very wet orgasms, and they were so enjoying that open sexuality. They were so free and happy with just being in this park and being sexual. It went beyond a sexual need for gratification.

We (CG and I) moved to a different spot where we found even more sexual activity happening. Now there were men involved, there were more states of undress. The same freedom was there though. There were some young involved, and they were not being harmed. They were fully welcome and free as everyone else.

A woman came to me wearing only a shirt. I could tell by the wetness on her legs that she had been thoroughly enjoying herself. She definitely distracted me, and I could tell she would like to share sexual pleasure with me at that moment. She sat beside me and I reached between her legs to touch her pussy. The outside was very wet and slippery, but inside she was becoming dry and tight. As if her body had reached its maximum amount of pleasure it could handle, but she still wanted to continue.

I lost track of CG for a moment, but when I looked and found her, she was laying on her back with her legs open. She was also wearing only her shirt. A man was straddling her chest (wearing only his shirt) and he brought his cock to her mouth, where she willingly took it and sucked him.

The woman beside me got my attention again. We continued me trying to play with her pussy, to get her wet again, and to bring her to another orgasm. She decided that my hand wasn’t quite working and that we needed to do more. I thought of CG and told her that I needed to ask the woman I was with first. When I looked around, I did not see CG. I got up to go look for her, and then my cell phone buzzed with text messages.

I read them, all but one from CG. The only message I remember clearly was the message about getting a quickie. I knew she and most likely the guy she was sucking earlier were having their fun. It meant I would be allowed to do the same. As I turned back to the woman waiting for me….I woke up with my cock fully hard and fully wanting relief.