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Monday, August 3, 2009
Dream Sex, Mrs. Robertson and Licking!
Dream sex - what a way to spend a night! Even if the guy I was with wasn't really my type. Background to my dream: as you know, I'm back in college. Last semester, one of the guys in class invited me to a frat party. I asked him if he realized I'm the same age as his mother - his reply - so?
I was flattered but turned him down. Sure I could of drank the guy under the table but me and a drunk horny college guy - I may have been temped to take advantage of the situation. But anyways, on to the dream....
I was in a frat house (shocker huh) and up in some guys bedroom (not the guy from class). I could hear commotion going on downstairs - but it wasn't a party. He and I were talking about college - when he licked my face -- and not in a good way --- kind of like a dead fish. I looked at him and said - honey, if you want to lick a woman, you'd better learn what you're doing.
I proceeded to use him as a tongue canvas - moving my tongue to his ear to lightly flick it, moving down his jaw line to his lips - having a spot of fun teasing his lips - back to his jaw line and to his neck - where my ancestry to Vlad the Impaler took over and I couldn't help but take a little nip at the base of his neck. I told him his turn. He was bummed - he wanted me to contiune.
He followed what I did almost to the "T" and the dead fish was gone - he was more like an excited guppy now:) I asked if his kiss needed some work. He kissed me and while it wasn't bad, it wouldn't have been anything to get me to 2nd base. Luckily for me - he was eager to learn.
Unfortunately before I could teach him anything - I woke up. Hopefully we'll meet again and get back to his lessons at Kissing University! And yeah - I felt like Mrs. Robertson.
Sometimes dream sex isn't all about the actual orgasmic sex - but the steps to get you there. It's about practice, practice, practice.
I was flattered but turned him down. Sure I could of drank the guy under the table but me and a drunk horny college guy - I may have been temped to take advantage of the situation. But anyways, on to the dream....
I was in a frat house (shocker huh) and up in some guys bedroom (not the guy from class). I could hear commotion going on downstairs - but it wasn't a party. He and I were talking about college - when he licked my face -- and not in a good way --- kind of like a dead fish. I looked at him and said - honey, if you want to lick a woman, you'd better learn what you're doing.
I proceeded to use him as a tongue canvas - moving my tongue to his ear to lightly flick it, moving down his jaw line to his lips - having a spot of fun teasing his lips - back to his jaw line and to his neck - where my ancestry to Vlad the Impaler took over and I couldn't help but take a little nip at the base of his neck. I told him his turn. He was bummed - he wanted me to contiune.
He followed what I did almost to the "T" and the dead fish was gone - he was more like an excited guppy now:) I asked if his kiss needed some work. He kissed me and while it wasn't bad, it wouldn't have been anything to get me to 2nd base. Luckily for me - he was eager to learn.
Unfortunately before I could teach him anything - I woke up. Hopefully we'll meet again and get back to his lessons at Kissing University! And yeah - I felt like Mrs. Robertson.
Sometimes dream sex isn't all about the actual orgasmic sex - but the steps to get you there. It's about practice, practice, practice.
Labels: Allie, dream foreplay, dream sex
Monday, February 16, 2009
Dream Sex, Bed & Breakfast And Ted!
Sex - ya I know, it's been awhile for any astral, dream or telepathic sex. However, I have some killer excuses for the no posts - but I won't bore you with the details. Needless to say - everything is back on track now.
Ted, bless his sexy British heart, has made an appearance again. I was surprised to find me in the midst of dream sex with this English Muffin. But there we were....
I was staying in a Bed and Breakfast in the midst of a big city - felt like LA. I'm downstairs, trying to find a signal for my Blackberry when I heard this sexy voice ask: Excuse me - do we know one another? I turned and looked into a pair of mischievous green eyes. The voice in my head (which I was guessing was my guides and not a spilt personality) screamed - do not tell him of your soul connection.
I smiled and replied: I don't know - maybe I'll sleep on it and see what happens. He said he'd do the same thing and we went our separate ways.
I woke up the next morning knowing that I was with him in a dream visit to Ireland. I went down for breakfast wondering if he'd remember - he did. Good morning -- how's Ireland? He asked.
Pretty good as far as I can remember - how'd you like it?
It was eye opening - he grinned.
Then his she-devil of a wife sat down next to him and introduced herself.
Fast forward a bit....
I'm in my blue terry-cloth robe - naked underneath - and looking at a map on the wall in the living room. It has a cord on it - so I pull it down a tad and see the knot part of a red tie glued to the top of the map. I knew that Ted had something to do with this map as soon as I saw the tie.
Ted stood to my left and made some comment about the map. Next thing I knew, his right hand slid under the opening of my robe and across my stomach. His fingers brushed my nipples - their response was immediate.
I turned to look at him and as I did, his lips came crushing down on mine. He tasted sweet, as if he just ate a orange. Our tongues danced around hungry - exploring for more.
He pulled back and grabbed my hand - I stopped him and asked where the she-devil was at? At home packing - he replied - I asked her for a divorce.
We opened the double-doors of one of 1st floor bedrooms- it belonged to a guest named Ron - he wasn't there.
In the blink of an eye, Ted has his clothes off - my robe gone by the way side. We rolled around on the made bed like a couple of teens in heat. Kissing, licking, fondling - exploring. My sexual excitement level was off the charts - and so was his.
We heard a commotion in the hall - and Ron's voice. It was now or never - Ted slipped into me, his cock feeling like a heating rod. He thrusted once - twice - my nails dug in - as he entered for the 3rd thrust - we heard Ron's voice right outside the door. Ted stopped dead in his tracks - I could feel him pulsing inside of me. He jumped off me and got on his clothes. I threw on my robe - opened the window and jumped out.
Next thing I know I'm in my 3rd floor room. There's a knock and Ted comes in. The guy's still as hard as a rock - I have no clue how he got out of that room with his erection in tact.
He comes in the room - the hallway is staring to get crowed with people - it's like there's an open house or something. We look my door and slide a dresser in front of it.
I look at him and said we have to finish this. He had me down on the bed quick - thrusting in me - but the bed made this horrible squeaking sound. We had to think of something else - and quick.
I ran over and bent the arm of this big - yet uncomfortable looking chair. It only took a few times and Ted climaxed. Me - nope. Using the chair for balance - I asked him to finger me so that I could finish. He has long piano fingers that knew exactly how to play me. Within moments I was in orgasm heaven.
The excitement of the orgasms woke me up - and I felt that I was in no way close to being sexually cooled off. So I continued - and continued until I fell back to sleep exhausted - but happy.
I'm glad to see Ted again:)
Happy OBE'ing!
Allie :)
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Ted, bless his sexy British heart, has made an appearance again. I was surprised to find me in the midst of dream sex with this English Muffin. But there we were....
I was staying in a Bed and Breakfast in the midst of a big city - felt like LA. I'm downstairs, trying to find a signal for my Blackberry when I heard this sexy voice ask: Excuse me - do we know one another? I turned and looked into a pair of mischievous green eyes. The voice in my head (which I was guessing was my guides and not a spilt personality) screamed - do not tell him of your soul connection.
I smiled and replied: I don't know - maybe I'll sleep on it and see what happens. He said he'd do the same thing and we went our separate ways.
I woke up the next morning knowing that I was with him in a dream visit to Ireland. I went down for breakfast wondering if he'd remember - he did. Good morning -- how's Ireland? He asked.
Pretty good as far as I can remember - how'd you like it?
It was eye opening - he grinned.
Then his she-devil of a wife sat down next to him and introduced herself.
Fast forward a bit....
I'm in my blue terry-cloth robe - naked underneath - and looking at a map on the wall in the living room. It has a cord on it - so I pull it down a tad and see the knot part of a red tie glued to the top of the map. I knew that Ted had something to do with this map as soon as I saw the tie.
Ted stood to my left and made some comment about the map. Next thing I knew, his right hand slid under the opening of my robe and across my stomach. His fingers brushed my nipples - their response was immediate.
I turned to look at him and as I did, his lips came crushing down on mine. He tasted sweet, as if he just ate a orange. Our tongues danced around hungry - exploring for more.
He pulled back and grabbed my hand - I stopped him and asked where the she-devil was at? At home packing - he replied - I asked her for a divorce.
We opened the double-doors of one of 1st floor bedrooms- it belonged to a guest named Ron - he wasn't there.
In the blink of an eye, Ted has his clothes off - my robe gone by the way side. We rolled around on the made bed like a couple of teens in heat. Kissing, licking, fondling - exploring. My sexual excitement level was off the charts - and so was his.
We heard a commotion in the hall - and Ron's voice. It was now or never - Ted slipped into me, his cock feeling like a heating rod. He thrusted once - twice - my nails dug in - as he entered for the 3rd thrust - we heard Ron's voice right outside the door. Ted stopped dead in his tracks - I could feel him pulsing inside of me. He jumped off me and got on his clothes. I threw on my robe - opened the window and jumped out.
Next thing I know I'm in my 3rd floor room. There's a knock and Ted comes in. The guy's still as hard as a rock - I have no clue how he got out of that room with his erection in tact.
He comes in the room - the hallway is staring to get crowed with people - it's like there's an open house or something. We look my door and slide a dresser in front of it.
I look at him and said we have to finish this. He had me down on the bed quick - thrusting in me - but the bed made this horrible squeaking sound. We had to think of something else - and quick.
I ran over and bent the arm of this big - yet uncomfortable looking chair. It only took a few times and Ted climaxed. Me - nope. Using the chair for balance - I asked him to finger me so that I could finish. He has long piano fingers that knew exactly how to play me. Within moments I was in orgasm heaven.
The excitement of the orgasms woke me up - and I felt that I was in no way close to being sexually cooled off. So I continued - and continued until I fell back to sleep exhausted - but happy.
I'm glad to see Ted again:)
Happy OBE'ing!
Allie :)
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Labels: dream foreplay, dream sex, obe sex, sex
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Dream Sex: Foreplay, Kisses And Bob!
Dream sex is such a wonderful way to spend your time sleeping. If you think about it you're killing two birds with one stone: 1) you're resting your physical body 2) you're enhancing your energy body - which in turn - strengthens your physical body. I think that it's something everyone should try at least 2 or 3 x a week. Sometimes if you're lucky enough, someone is already waiting for you when you fall asleep without you having to do any of the attraction work. Last night was such a night for me...
As soon as I fell sleep last night Bob was there waiting. He grabbed my hand and asked me come with him. We moved down this long white hallway that was sprinkled with rose petals. As we're walking the hall - his thumb caressed the outside of my hand. I felt a chill go through my arm and down my spine. When we got to the end of the hall, double doors opened to reveal a decked out suite: round king size bed, soft music, a table full of fruit, chocolate and cookies. Two bottles of champagne chill next to the bed. The rose petals circle the bed and end on top.
He poured me a glass of the bubbly - I sipped the sweetness - grabbed Bob, kissed him and passed the champagne from my mouth to his. I mentioned to him that I've always imagined him a beer man. Really -he replied. In the blink of an eye the scene shifted and we were in a luxury suite high above Heinz Field. He said - Steelers, right? I amen him:) Below us a game was in full swing. I now had a Guinness in my hand and he had a Beck's Dark. I'm watching the game -- he's kissing my neck. Wow - did he have a great mouth - he hit all the right spots. My knees buckled when he kissed the base of my neck at my left shoulder.
I blinked and we were out in a pine forest. On the ground was a blanket and a picnic basket. He said that I was too distracted by the game (very true). Bob didn't waste any time with soft kisses, he went for full-course passion. I have no idea how we went from standing to rolling around on the blanket - but honestly - did it matter? I laid on my back, he inched my shirt up - kissed my stomach. When a bare spot was revealed, he kissed it. With my bra still on - his teeth played with my nipple. The sensations were amazing -- I ran my hand trough his thick head of hair, egging him on for more. But he stopped. He looked up at me with those big puppy dog brown eyes and said -- I can't do this -- not like this - I want the real thing.
I told him I understand - he will have the real thing - but just not now. He smiled and said - you bet I will.
Then I woke up. I could still feel him on me - the places he touched on my body still tingled. I could even still smell the pine! Needless to say I couldn't possibly roll over and just go back to sleep. Lucky for me I had plenty of BOB's (boyfriends with batteries) around - lol.
Slept like a baby!
Crystal Sunshine!
Allie ;)
As soon as I fell sleep last night Bob was there waiting. He grabbed my hand and asked me come with him. We moved down this long white hallway that was sprinkled with rose petals. As we're walking the hall - his thumb caressed the outside of my hand. I felt a chill go through my arm and down my spine. When we got to the end of the hall, double doors opened to reveal a decked out suite: round king size bed, soft music, a table full of fruit, chocolate and cookies. Two bottles of champagne chill next to the bed. The rose petals circle the bed and end on top.
He poured me a glass of the bubbly - I sipped the sweetness - grabbed Bob, kissed him and passed the champagne from my mouth to his. I mentioned to him that I've always imagined him a beer man. Really -he replied. In the blink of an eye the scene shifted and we were in a luxury suite high above Heinz Field. He said - Steelers, right? I amen him:) Below us a game was in full swing. I now had a Guinness in my hand and he had a Beck's Dark. I'm watching the game -- he's kissing my neck. Wow - did he have a great mouth - he hit all the right spots. My knees buckled when he kissed the base of my neck at my left shoulder.
I blinked and we were out in a pine forest. On the ground was a blanket and a picnic basket. He said that I was too distracted by the game (very true). Bob didn't waste any time with soft kisses, he went for full-course passion. I have no idea how we went from standing to rolling around on the blanket - but honestly - did it matter? I laid on my back, he inched my shirt up - kissed my stomach. When a bare spot was revealed, he kissed it. With my bra still on - his teeth played with my nipple. The sensations were amazing -- I ran my hand trough his thick head of hair, egging him on for more. But he stopped. He looked up at me with those big puppy dog brown eyes and said -- I can't do this -- not like this - I want the real thing.
I told him I understand - he will have the real thing - but just not now. He smiled and said - you bet I will.
Then I woke up. I could still feel him on me - the places he touched on my body still tingled. I could even still smell the pine! Needless to say I couldn't possibly roll over and just go back to sleep. Lucky for me I had plenty of BOB's (boyfriends with batteries) around - lol.
Slept like a baby!
Crystal Sunshine!
Allie ;)
Labels: Allie, dream foreplay, dream sex, obe sex, sex
Friday, July 25, 2008
Dream Sex: Notes And That Kiss!
Not a lot of time in my waking hours for an OBE sex life. Thankfully while I sleep, dream sex still occurs:) And although the following isn't technically "sex" it's the closest I've gotten to it lately.
During a dream visit last night, Bill and I were in a very large room - looked like someone's personal library. There was a desk and a round table - two chairs. We were pouring over notes when I could feel his breath in my ear. I tried ignoring it and kept talking about the notes. He inched in closer - I clenched my jaw and tried to distract myself from his closeness - trying to will my legs to take me to the other side of the table. I couldn't move - my feet were anchored in some invisible cement.
He spoke - his mouth was only an inch away form my ear. I took a deep breath and tried to think of either of my ex husbands as I knew that would yank me out of any horniness that I was experiencing. No such luck - I couldn't focus in on either of them for longer than a second at a time.
Bill was so close that I prayed he would just kiss me and get it over with - the sexual tension was suffocating.
Now he was 1/4 of an inch from my ear. The notes I held in my hands meant absolutely nothing at this point. I turned my head towards him, his hand grasped my chin and edged my face up so that my lips were close to his. We stood there - frozen in time for what felt like minutes, but I'm sure it was just seconds. Our lips touch - soft - as if testing the water. Bill looked into my eyes and as I gazed back I noticed that his blue eyes had a twinkle to them - they looked happy which is something I hadn't witnessed in him in a very long time.
He leaned in to kiss me once again, this time our lips parted in anticipation - or maybe hope - of a longer kiss. Neither of us were disappointed. An electrical surge ran through both of us on impact. As passion consumed us both, we dropped what notes we had in our hands....
...and I woke up.
I must of heard the sound of falling papers for the next 5 minutes.
I wonder if his lips feel that good in person? Because I love to kiss.
If any of you are in the New Orleans area, I'm going to be in town Aug 1 - 4 for Maria Shaw's Psychic Fair. On Sunday at 1:00 I'll be giving a lecture on OBE Sex - stop on by!
Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)
During a dream visit last night, Bill and I were in a very large room - looked like someone's personal library. There was a desk and a round table - two chairs. We were pouring over notes when I could feel his breath in my ear. I tried ignoring it and kept talking about the notes. He inched in closer - I clenched my jaw and tried to distract myself from his closeness - trying to will my legs to take me to the other side of the table. I couldn't move - my feet were anchored in some invisible cement.
He spoke - his mouth was only an inch away form my ear. I took a deep breath and tried to think of either of my ex husbands as I knew that would yank me out of any horniness that I was experiencing. No such luck - I couldn't focus in on either of them for longer than a second at a time.
Bill was so close that I prayed he would just kiss me and get it over with - the sexual tension was suffocating.
Now he was 1/4 of an inch from my ear. The notes I held in my hands meant absolutely nothing at this point. I turned my head towards him, his hand grasped my chin and edged my face up so that my lips were close to his. We stood there - frozen in time for what felt like minutes, but I'm sure it was just seconds. Our lips touch - soft - as if testing the water. Bill looked into my eyes and as I gazed back I noticed that his blue eyes had a twinkle to them - they looked happy which is something I hadn't witnessed in him in a very long time.
He leaned in to kiss me once again, this time our lips parted in anticipation - or maybe hope - of a longer kiss. Neither of us were disappointed. An electrical surge ran through both of us on impact. As passion consumed us both, we dropped what notes we had in our hands....
...and I woke up.
I must of heard the sound of falling papers for the next 5 minutes.
I wonder if his lips feel that good in person? Because I love to kiss.
If any of you are in the New Orleans area, I'm going to be in town Aug 1 - 4 for Maria Shaw's Psychic Fair. On Sunday at 1:00 I'll be giving a lecture on OBE Sex - stop on by!
Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)
Labels: Allie, dream foreplay, dream sex, Maria Shaw, obe sex, sex
