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What's One Of Your Craziest Dreams?

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I dream a lot. My dreams give me ideas and solve problems. Sometimes I even try to 'understand' them. Good luck with that!

I'm curious about people's dreams. What are the craziest dreams you've remembered when you woke?


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My latest...

I'm in a square office room, maybe 25' x 25'. Full wall of windows on one side, but I can't see outside. Standard florescent lighting above and high-traffic, low-pile carpet below. I hear people in the room but I don't see anyone.

Standard cubicle-style desks (no cubicle walls) are in alignment, diagonally, from one corner to the other. I see a green plaid blazer hanging on the wall and I'm interested in purchasing it, but realize that I can't afford it. It's not leprechaun green, but the green concerns me that others will refer to it as the 'Leprechaun Blazer'. I walk around the one end of the line of desks (a space was left for access) to the side where people sit.

I'm now on the floor, on my hands and knees, crawling between people's uninhabited chairs, looking under everyone's desk. I find a large ball, about the size of a softball, made out of silly putty. It is pink and tacky, like silly putty, but it is not sticky. The pink silly putty ball is covered with long, dark, armpit hair! WTF!!! How would I know it was arm pit hair??? For a moment, I wondered if it was a large, swollen testicle.

I then woke up.


Next person's dream please...
Ping, YMB, I don't remember most of my dreams. The ones I remember, I remember because they are scary, if not out-and-out nightmares. There's a subtle clue into my inner life.

I once woke up and saw a giant meteor lighting up the sky and plummeting straight at me, seconds away from extinguishing all life on Earth.

Then I realized I was looking at a streetlamp.

I went back to sleep.
I've been dreaming about tribal wars in post-apocalyptic zombie infested wastelands. Also, I've been watching a bunch of walking dead. Maybe there's a link.

Don't believe everything that you read.

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Ping, YMB, I don't remember most of my dreams. The ones I remember, I remember because they are scary, if not out-and-out nightmares. There's a subtle clue into my inner life.

I once woke up and saw a giant meteor lighting up the sky and plummeting straight at me, seconds away from extinguishing all life on Earth.

Then I realized I was looking at a streetlamp.

I went back to sleep.


Oh Man! Do I know scary nightmares. They almost always include my kids.

Today, I had a 'Hobbes' nap and dreamed that I had picked up my kids from school. We were about to cross the street but the street was lined with vehicles on both sides. We had to walk between two buses. The front of the bus was flat, like a city or Greyhound bus, and the back of the other was flat too. It was only narrow enough for us to go through single file, so as we held hands, as we always do crossing the street, my son led the way, then me, then my daughter. He stopped and looked left, as he's been taught, then right. He started to move, then me, then my daughter. But as soon as I stepped out from between the buses, the one bus rolled back into the other bus, trapping my daughter.

Now, there was no death or screams or blood or anything. This type of dream always lets my mind take me there without the graphic result. I feel the excruciating pain of hers, the pain my son feels losing a sibling, and the pain of losing a child. But it never happens (thank goodness) and I always wake before the actual tragedy. I had the same type of dream about being in the ocean and next to my son as he gets taken by a Great White Shark. Ugh.

These dreams remind me to do my best to protect my kids, but also, to enjoy my time with them, and hopefully, they too enjoy their time with me.

We went for lemon-blueberry scones after school today.
My worst dream was about chocolate walls in a room. I was trapped and the walls were closing in. I couldn't break out or eat my way out or anything, then I wake up. I had that same dream off and on for years. It was always the same and always scared the crap out of me.

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I'm forever having dreams about an ex-girlfriend who is always trying to kill me, usually with a knife. I always wake up before I die. I still bump into her occasionally and I find myself always looking at her hands first.
Wet dreams are the best
One of my favorite, stupid dreams was one I had reoccurring as a teen.

I dreamed I had an 18" chromed dick. Yup. Shiny & Straight. Called it, The Chromed Cannon.

Never left the bed, so I don't know how me and my chromed cock translated in real world interactions.
Not only is it one of the craziest, but it is one of the most erotic. It starts with me standing on a very large area of purple brick pavers like they use for streets. It looked just like one of the main streets in a town in central Louisiana close to where Hubbie grew up. It stretched in 3 directions as far as on could see. In the 4th direction was a large mountain range.

I was standing there, wearing nothing but a long black sheer gown that reached to my ankles with a pair of CFM heels and my belly chain. The gown and chain is the same gown and chain I was wearing at the first sub auction in Dallas. I actually still have the gown and belly chain. The whole sky was orange and casting an orange glow over everything. There was a light smoke in the air and I could smell burning sulphur I did not know where I was, but with two suns in the sky, I realized I was not on planet earth. I was looking all around and could not see anything but the mountains.

Then there was a loud roar and what looked like a huge fire ball in the direction of the mountains. When the fire ball burned out it appeared as a dark speck. As I watched it, the speck got larger and larger. Another roar and another larger fire ball. As the speck grew larger it appeared to get wider too. Soon I could see motion like a large bird flapping it wings. Another roar and fire ball. What ever it was, it was coming straight towards me.

Then I realized it was not a bird at all, but a huge dragon. I turned away and began to run. My heart felt like it would come out of my chest. I was running like I had never ran before, but with no where to go. Then a thought entered my mind and I could hear, "You can not escape, you efforts are futile, you will be mine." Another roar and the area lit up with a bright orange glow lfrom the fire ball and I could feel the heat on my back. I could hear the swish of its wings.

I thought, "This is it I am about to be its dinner."

Then another thought enters my mind and I can hear it too, "No, you would not even be a decent bit, much less dinner."

Now I can feel the wind rush past me with every flap of its wings. It's shadow passes by me and I know it is right behind me. It must have swiped at me with its paws as my gown was ripped from my body. It passed over me, turned 180 degrees, and landed right in front of me. I stopped, and stared in amazement at how large it was. It folded its wings in and was still wider than a grown elephant and its body was three to four times as long with a long spiked tail.

I turned to run and it reached out and grabbed me and I began to scream and pound on its paw with my fist. It appeared to giggle and showed me it other paw. Then its claws came out and poked me in my belly, my thighs, then each of my breast. Another thought enters my mind and I can hear, "Brandie, do not be afraid, I will not hurt you. I'm not going to eat you. At least not as food."

I looked up at its face and into its green eyes that was as big as a basket ball. A soothing feeling came over me and I begin to relax.

I will stop here with the events of my erotic dream and let your imagination fill in the rest. I will tell you that in the end I found out that he had brought me to the planet. We worked out a deal where if he returned me back to earth he could summon me back to his planet on a regular bases.

When I woke up I was extremely wet and turned on. I attacked Hubbie with a vengeance.

If you are interested in a more complete story about this real dream, message me and I will let you know where you can read the whole story.

Brandie
ok, here we go, I used to dream that some demonic force was trying to kill me as i slept. Unable to move, paralyzed with fear as this demon approached me to kill me, then i would wake up and then go back to sleep. One night this demon was again approaching me, i got to get myself to roll off the bed. I wanted to go to the bathroom as i was sure I had the image of the devil on my face.Finally as it took forever to go down the corridor to the bathroom i looked at the mirror to see my face, as I open the light both individual lights burnt out.So i could not see my face, disappointed I returned to my bed in slow motion and fell back to sleep.
I woke up the next morning, thinking that it was just another crazy dream. I went to the bathroom to pee, but as i turn on the lights both lights were burnt out. So believe it or not but it really happened as it was not a dream. I could stand there for a year and turn the lights on and off and the lights would not burn out at the same time.However ever since then i have never had this demon come to me in my dreams, i guess because i fought him, he now leaves me alone.
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Not only is it one of the craziest, but it is one of the most erotic. It starts with me standing on a very large area of purple brick pavers like they use for streets. It looked just like one of the main streets in a town in central Louisiana close to where Hubbie grew up. It stretched in 3 directions as far as on could see. In the 4th direction was a large mountain range.

I was standing there, wearing nothing but a long black sheer gown that reached to my ankles with a pair of CFM heels and my belly chain. The gown and chain is the same gown and chain I was wearing at the first sub auction in Dallas. I actually still have the gown and belly chain. The whole sky was orange and casting an orange glow over everything. There was a light smoke in the air and I could smell burning sulphur I did not know where I was, but with two suns in the sky, I realized I was not on planet earth. I was looking all around and could not see anything but the mountains.

Then there was a loud roar and what looked like a huge fire ball in the direction of the mountains. When the fire ball burned out it appeared as a dark speck. As I watched it, the speck got larger and larger. Another roar and another larger fire ball. As the speck grew larger it appeared to get wider too. Soon I could see motion like a large bird flapping it wings. Another roar and fire ball. What ever it was, it was coming straight towards me.

Then I realized it was not a bird at all, but a huge dragon. I turned away and began to run. My heart felt like it would come out of my chest. I was running like I had never ran before, but with no where to go. Then a thought entered my mind and I could hear, "You can not escape, you efforts are futile, you will be mine." Another roar and the area lit up with a bright orange glow lfrom the fire ball and I could feel the heat on my back. I could hear the swish of its wings.

I thought, "This is it I am about to be its dinner."

Then another thought enters my mind and I can hear it too, "No, you would not even be a decent bit, much less dinner."

Now I can feel the wind rush past me with every flap of its wings. It's shadow passes by me and I know it is right behind me. It must have swiped at me with its paws as my gown was ripped from my body. It passed over me, turned 180 degrees, and landed right in front of me. I stopped, and stared in amazement at how large it was. It folded its wings in and was still wider than a grown elephant and its body was three to four times as long with a long spiked tail.

I turned to run and it reached out and grabbed me and I began to scream and pound on its paw with my fist. It appeared to giggle and showed me it other paw. Then its claws came out and poked me in my belly, my thighs, then each of my breast. Another thought enters my mind and I can hear, "Brandie, do not be afraid, I will not hurt you. I'm not going to eat you. At least not as food."

I looked up at its face and into its green eyes that was as big as a basket ball. A soothing feeling came over me and I begin to relax.

I will stop here with the events of my erotic dream and let your imagination fill in the rest. I will tell you that in the end I found out that he had brought me to the planet. We worked out a deal where if he returned me back to earth he could summon me back to his planet on a regular bases.

When I woke up I was extremely wet and turned on. I attacked Hubbie with a vengeance.

If you are interested in a more complete story about this real dream, message me and I will let you know where you can read the whole story.

Brandie


I think you should post it on Lush. I’m not the monster sex expert, but you’ve got an interesting spin on this genre.
Okay, this dream is from high school and it has stuck with me because it is CRAZY. I am on a date with a girl, we're in our seats, and suddenly I realize my dick has become detached from my body. There's a commotion in the aisle and I go look and my dick is crawling up the aisle like an caterpillar.

I don't know exactly what that means, but I am pretty sure it means something.
I never remember my dreams, with one exception. It's really more of a night terror than a nightmare or dream, and I have it maybe once or twice a year. It is a very specific dream involving a real event that happened to me when I was a small child, thus the lack of further details.

It's rather terrible, as I always wake from/in this night terror screaming, and sometimes don't quite wake up enough to be out of the dream, so on more than occasion I've injured whomever is in my bed--biting, punching, and kicking him until I am fully awake. Not ideal.
Want to spend some time wallowing in a Recommended Read? Pick one! Or two! Or seven!

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I think you should post it on Lush. I’m not the monster sex expert, but you’ve got an interesting spin on this genre.


I stopped with the details because Lush has already told me they will not post it, even posting it as a dream it would violate acceptable topics / taboos. If you want to read more of the dream message me and I will give you the info.

Brandie
Okay, Verbal will love this... One of my stupidest dreams was looking out my rear window and seeing Godzilla in my swimming pool!
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Okay, Verbal will love this... One of my stupidest dreams was looking out my rear window and seeing Godzilla in my swimming pool!


That was no dream. It was real, and it was me in your pool! smile

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I stopped with the details because Lush has already told me they will not post it, even posting it as a dream it would violate acceptable topics / taboos. If you want to read more of the dream message me and I will give you the info.
Brandie


I think Verbal needs to consult with you on this. I think your dreamy story works. Times have changed. Things have changed. I'll send you a PM with my thoughts...

Thanks for sharing!
Damn. Here we go again...

I'm on the beautiful island of Hawai'i and have 1970's Police Woman, Angie Dickinson, standing and bent over on a gorgeous beach
and I'm fucking her from behind. Nice. Then, Mount Kilauea erupts and a massive lava flow essentially splits the island in two. Many
of us are stuck right in the middle of the lava flow. We are running toward the ocean but the lava slowly surrounds us. It is becoming
more difficult to find land to step on and people around me are caught and slowly enveloped by the ferocious magma. I don't hear them
scream as they are captured, but I feel their pain and I see the lava envelope them. They eventually lose consciousness and the last thing
I see is their face, with closed eyes, before the lava covers and takes their entire body.

A group of us filter to the beach, our feet getting burned, but the lapping waves tempers the heat. Between the beach and the water are a line
of change booths that look like photo booths once found at airports (like the one prominently used in the movie, Amelie). As far as the
eye can see, people are inside, sitting on the bench, but with the drape open, and putting on their running shoes.

Then, I appear in an outdoor, open-air drug store and am waiting patiently beside Fantasy Island's, Ricardo Montalban, him in his patented
white suit but no sidekick, Tattoo, and we are listening to a panicked island guest, saying how they have to get off the island. Mr. Roarke
then looks into the camera, with a side glance, much like Eddie Murphy in Beverly Hills Cop or Matthew Broderick in Ferris Bueller, and we know
he is saying to the audience, "WTF? Seriously Dude? If I could leave, I would, so why do you think you can?"

Then I woke and read a wonderful poem by FirstBlush (Jai). Check it out.

https://www.lushstories.com/stories/love-poems/drought.aspx