Dinner party

I recently had a vivid sexual dream.

I was hosting a dinner party - something I do enjoy - but wearing only a simple short white cotton shift dress that did not even cover my buttocks - nothing more.

As I served drinks at the table, the men would touch me - sometimes intimately - but casually, without even breaking the flow of their conversation, as if it were the most natural thing in the world to caress and grope the hostess at a dinner party.

I for my part also had to remain casual, unruffled, even when the men’s touches humiliated or even violated me - going so far sometimes as to penetrate me with a finger - whether I felt degraded, embarrassed or even orgasmic - I had to remain calm, quiet, polite - again, as if it were the most usual thing for the hostess to be crudely caressed and touched.

I knew, in the dream, that the men would eventually stand, raise my arms, and slip the dress up and off me, rendering me fully naked: and that they would clear a space on the table, and lay me back, naked, on the table, with my legs hanging off its edge, and hold me down for each other to take, in turn: all of them, hard and deep, some more than once.

It didn’t happen in the dream, I woke before it happened, and I couldn’t get back to sleep to let it happen, so I masturbated, several times, imagining it.

 

Hope I was one of the men in your dream!

 

I rarely see the men in my dreams clearly - I more sort of feel them being there.

In my waking sexual fantasies, I do sometimes imagine the men visually - and sometimes, rarely, I imagine them being men I know: but not often.

 

My sexual dreams are always one on one. I don't like to share I guess! lol

 

I very rarely had sexual dreams after I married, until recently.
When I started to be troubled by them - vivid, detailed dreams - they were almost always involving groups rather than a single man: at first sort of shadowy, vague figures, almost sort of abstract, but then when I started to let myself masturbate, remembering dreams, I had to form clearer visual images in my mind on which to focus.

I sometimes think I reveal more of myself then I should, here

 

Your opening up expands your horizons and are Entertaining for us!

 

Hi bb

 

Nice dream, .... damn u woke up

 

That was an interesting story. I would think if I was wearing a short shift that didnt cover my butt that they might get the idea I wanted a reaction, ha ha. Too bad you didnt get to experience the dream all the way through the best part !!! Stephie

 

Too bad we cannot take control of our dreams.

 

Today they say women can wear any revealing outfit like your dream but men are not to respond . My FWB we went to a bar observing people. Some college women were dirty dancing next guys were fighting in parking lot the women were happy to tease . A fwb when she gets horny her nips are 1/4" long no bra can cover them. At home just a nice notice. Out dancing the first time we met she said it is normal for her. Later changed to asking her she said when she was young was embarrassing .. Now as FWB I just ask and 95% of time she says yes.

 

Hi
I just came across this reading, the news,this morning
http://www.lefigaro.fr/sciences/201...ndant-ses-reves-et-en-prendre-le-controle.php
I translate an excerpt
Les premiers récits de rêves lucides datent du milieu du XIXe siècle, avec un ouvrage, Les Rêves et les Moyens de les diriger, écrits par Léon d'Hervey, marquis de Saint-Denys. Mais «l'éditeur a fait faillite,
the first reports about lucid dreams are from the middle 19th century, in a book "Dreams and Ways to control them", written by ....... But the editor was bankrupted...was take an o

And yes may be it would take another (?????)course ;-)

 

East. To Istambul.
In your dream you would have made a stopover while going to remote place.
During the flight your nice looking neighbour told you about the bliss of the steam bath.a
Instead of staying at the hotel you fancy going there.
You are now in Galata district entering one steam bath through the ladies entry.
When moving inside the bath, you find yourself into a corridor leading the male part.
you have your towel around your waist.
You carry on. You are curious. You feel exited. In the mist you with your short hairs, petite and small breasted, you might be taken for one of the young boys serving there.
You have a jug of tea.
You see four men seated around hot water pool. their legs inside the hot water. Sweating.
Your flight neighbour is there.
Two big men. Truckers or stevedores. Very hairy.
When you pass by one of the men, he grabs you, thinking you are a boy.
He pushes hard your head to his crotch.
He leans backward and takes your hand to rub his scrotum. Pushing it beween his buttocks. His hand is so hard and strong you can only obey.
He likes young boys. He raises and bend you and tore off the towel.
He is surprised but he uses you as a boy.
The pain is strong. His companion comes and put his huge penis in your mouth.