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Uni Sex I dreamt I was back at college. It was a strange place where the rules were very draconian, but we all slept in a uni sex dorm. (I vaguely remember a school friend whose sister went to a mixed sex senior boarding school and came back for the holidays full of stories about her illicit sexual exploits, but that isn't what I was dreaming about.) This was more of a situation dream - you know, not a lot of action, just background scenario. Prairie Girl was there. She was younger than me by a couple of years, dark neck length hair, slightly rounded face, inquisitive eyes. Her bed was near mine. We got into the habit of her lying on my bed at night, on top of the covers, while I was under the covers. Don't ask me why. Maybe that wasn't against the rules. Most of the dream was just very soft gentle kissing. You know the kind. The sort of kissing that can go on for hours without getting out of hand, and which rather than stoking up a fire, builds an explosive kind of latent passion inside that just needs a spark to go boom! I must have woken up briefly at this point because in the next part of the dream she had my cock in her mouth and was sucking gently. Again, a slow gentle build up. It was very vivid. I watched her close her lips over the head and felt her tongue brushing repeatedly over the underside. I almost never come in my dreams - I usually can't feel anything, but this was like touching your tongue to a battery - I could feel the little jolts of sensation, just as if I had been awake and she was really there. When I did wake I had this memory of the place, almost as if I had really studied there. I knew we had been very lucky not to hae been caught, but I also felt that the fear of discovery had not been part of the excitement. I was left with a feeling, almost as if once, a long time ago, it had really happened, but that it had been cut short by the rules that forbade me to take her in my arms and push my cock home to its hilt inside her. As if I had once had the chance to fuck her, but had had to hold back. I suppose that was something dredged up from deep in my subconscious. When I was a student, I thought I was confident with women. I had already learned so much from Liz, but what I didn't know, was that perhaps I had not really moved on. Her memory was still with me, maybe. I hadn't learned how to deal with changing times. (Have I yet?? ) There were probably quite a few occasions when, if I had known what I know now, if I had had the confidence with women that I think I have now, I would have been able to convert some of those nearly moments into long skin-tingling gasp-making hours of heavenly sex. When instead, I always held back. But then, a girl likes that in a guy doesn't she? And it was always more important to me to be liked than to get laid, lol. |
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"I would have been able to convert some of those nearly moments into long skin-tingling gasp-making hours of heavenly sex." I cannot comment further due to the images that sentence has created ... oh boy !!!!! .... you know my mind so you can guess ... enjoy xx
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"I would have been able to convert some of those nearly moments into long skin-tingling gasp-making hours of heavenly sex." I cannot comment further due to the images that sentence has created ... oh boy !!!!! .... you know my mind so you can guess ... enjoy xx
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That's just what it was like in the dream.
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