I awoke the other night from a sex dream. Nothing to unusual about that. I have them all the time. This one wasn't even that interesting. It's what happened afterwards that was a bit differant. But let me set up the story.
My dream....(the shortened, some what cleaned up version)
Shawn had desided for extra money, (or perhaps to share the wealth....lol) to pimp me out. The dream starts off with me kinda hiding out in the bathroom. Candles are burning everywhere. I'm really nervous because they will be my first, ummm customers I guess you would call them.....eeesh. The guys come over, Shawn's all talking to them in the living room. One guy has brought his pregnant wife and kid. His daughter is all playing with Lauren. Which in the dream didn't seem strange at all. But thinking about it now....kinda twisted =P Ok anyways....
I'm wearing nothing except the big fluffy robe Shawn got me for Christmas. I meet the first guy (the married guy) half way down the hall and we kiss our way to the bedroom. Bla bla bla stuff happens (evil little grin)
Ok, ok, the only thing I will say is this. I end up during the course of things giving the married guy a blow. But when he cums it's so chunky and bitter (kinda the consistency on rice pudding) that I end up spitting it all out, (shudder) yucky yucky yuck!!!!! La la la la la more stuff happens, pretty dull considering. The guys pay up and go home. Shawn comes into the room with the money I've made. I got paid 2 whole dollars a min. Woo-hoo I have no idea where I came up with that figure. But I'm thinking I'm worth a lot more then that....lol ;). Shawn and I start messing around. I wake up right after that. Now this is where it starts to get odd. I wake up just about as horny as I have ever been in my entire life. My whole body was just tingling, only tingling isn't strong enough a word. People like to use the term on fire, but I don't know if that fits either...ANYWAYS =)
My first thought of course is to wake up Shawn. But he has been sleeping so poorly lately. I figured I'd try to alleviate the problem myself. Two O's later and nothing, not even a dent in that feeling. It's like I pinched some kind of sex nerve. So I (not being able to stand it any longer) reach over to Shawn. I think the exact words I used were "Do you mind if I borrow this" Not the most romantic of come ons but this was an emergency...hee-hee ;) Besides he's a guy, he's always ready to go. Finally after two more times around with him and another by myself I just gave up. Or more like admitted defeat. It was kinda like, well you know when you get an itch in the middle of your back. No matter how hard you try, you just can't reach it. Then you get some one to help, but they aren't quite hitting the right spot either. Well it was kinda like that. Luckily I woke up the next morning feeling like my ol' self again. It was just so weird. Shawn (being not quite awake and all) said the whole thing felt kinda dreamy. Which was good, I didn't want him to feel used. I'm not sure what the moral of the story is. It was just strange so I thought I'd share. =)