sex owl fantasies/dreams

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Everybody has them, but post exotic/funny/interesting ones

here are two examples of mine

Now, before I go with the first one, I'm neither bisexual nor homosexual, but a fantasy or a "what if pattern" I had more than one occasion I'd be a "girl" so that I could "have sex easier". As in when horny go to a random dude and fuck him.
I also have a sour throat.
Another one is where I'm an obese dude who for some reason chicks stare at (in a good way), and when I pump into them they don't move and they let me feel them up.
 
Well knowing what I´m diving into Ill play your game:

I cant remember ever having a wild sex/drunk sex/and the likes fantasies.

As bad as it can sound for some of you, I always dream of myself in a deep relationship, and in settings like the following: after a day hanging out, we go to a secret place (usually some castle ruins in the outsides of the city, in a high place so we can see the city) were we talk about philosophy, our visions about the world, quantum physics (no kidding) and finnally about ourselves and our feelings. So at the end of the conversation, I gently start with the rubbing and touching, and she gets in front of me, and we start getting out the other´s clothes. Finally, the screwing itself is slow and silent (as we dont want to talk, not even look at the other, that would ruin the moment). And it ends quitely, with our eyes still closed, in the silent dusk.



I think this reveals a lot about myself (me crazy?), but Im not a regular poster or anything here so I think it wont be a problem.

Sorry if you were expecting a lol fantasie.
 
I cant remember ever having a wild sex/drunk sex/and the likes fantasies.

As bad as it can sound for some of you, I always dream of myself in a deep relationship, and in settings like the following: after a day hanging out, we go to a secret place (usually some castle ruins in the outsides of the city, in a high place so we can see the city) were we talk about philosophy, our visions about the world, quantum physics (no kidding) and finnally about ourselves and our feelings. So at the end of the conversation, I gently start with the rubbing and touching, and she gets in front of me, and we start getting out the other´s clothes. Finally, the screwing itself is slow and silent (as we dont want to talk, not even look at the other, that would ruin the moment). And it ends quitely, with our eyes still closed, in the silent dusk.
I read this, then I read this again. I'm still baffled. I mean, it's nice to have a story to dreams like it's nice to have a story to porn, but your subconscious comes up with this?!! O_o

Don't worry SMZ, it's fine to be bisexual, but it's like cheating in high school, once the bitch finds out you're dead.

Also I enjoy dreaming that I am a fish and all my male and female friends are fish and that we all ejaculate our sperms and eggs into the water whilst swimming in the open waters... Although not as much as I enjoy my "God" dreams, when I realise I'm dreaming (I recommend learning to do this!) and conjure up Natalie Portman, Cheryl Cole, etc. and a mansion, all other creature comforts and then we.... discuss quantum mechanics whilst not looking at one and other.
 
I want to know the thought process that created this thread. I assume somewhere in there I'll find "I'm so wasted... hurrrrrrrrr"
 
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