Right before dawn, I dreamed I’d earned the ability to fly.
After a few tentative swoops I was off. I flew over a hilly green land covered in trees, where walking paths populated by hand-holding couples snaked back and forth. For fun, I hovered above the heads of a few, taunting them by whistling and then lifting my skirts.
Of course I wore no underwear. Why would one fly wearing underwear, especially when there existed the possibility of flashing?
Eventually I came upon a structure that loosely resembled aqueducts. Nearly every arch held a couple (or more), often naked, always embracing. I floated back and forth, peeking in with delight on the proceedings. No one seemed to mind.
I noticed that some of the arches featured cunningly placed handles. I flew closer to examine; I found that holding on just so guided my legs to openings cut into the stone walls. Once situated, I looked down. The action of opening my legs had hiked up my skirt. If I pulled myself closer to the wall, a tongue-like projection would be lined up with my clit, and a stony phallus would penetrate me.
Of this clever set-up I took full advantage. Flying kept my arms from tiring, and the hand and foot holds let me grind down on the soft tongue and hard stone dildo. In my dream I came again and again, finally gathering a floating crowd which watched silently as I screamed.
And then I woke up, ragged and spent. Had I come in real life, or just in the dream? I’m not sure, but once I learn how to fly I’m inventing a similar wall-mounted contraption.
Count on it.











Damn.
My most recent memorable dream was about realizing I never finished high school. I was, of course, way, way, way, behind and about to fail. So I went back to school, only to find my classmates still there, still seniors.
I’d rather dream about flying and stone protrusions.
me too miss princess
geeze i don’t even remember mine!
Hello AAG
You have the best dreams!
Yrs in pervery, Adrian
i agree with Adrian.
i have flying dreams that make me throb too, and invariably i am wearing a nightie (like Wendy, i am guessing, as i don’t own a nightie) and always knicker-less
What’d you eat before you went to sleep? I want to try it.
“Had I come in real life, or just in the dream?”
I’m sorry. I don’t understand the question.
I have orgasmic dreams fairly often and that’s a question I’ve never asked myself. When my pussy is dripping, I figure it’s a moot point.
N.
Is this thing on?????
This is why you deserve the prefix ‘Always’. Even in sleep! :)
Don’t you love dreams like that?!
I actually have awoken, many a time, whilst in the throes of an dream-orgasm. They’re fabulous, but baffling: I don’t cum from sex without clit stim in my waking life, but in my dream life, I cum with abandon, hands-free.
Go figure.