Judge Smails
11-06-2007, 05:42 AM
I rarely, if ever, remember my dreams. I remember learning in a psychology class once that people who don't recall what their dreams are about usually have very boring and mundane dreams. This is all the more reason why the dream that I had last night was SO out of the blue and why the vivid and disturbing image is still clear in my mind and haunts me every waking moment.
I was apparently having some nasty, nasty sex with a really fat chick. Now, I'm not conceited enough to think that I'm that great a prize or that I'm above doing an overweight girl. But this girl was circus sideshow, freakishly fat. She was all sweaty and pimply and I'd imagine smelly, though I didn't smell anything in this particular dream.
It was disturbing enough that it woke me from a sound sleep at 3:30 am (something that usually never happens) and that I still remembered it in the morning. When I initially woke up, mid-dream, I had this huge hard-on that I was grinding into my mattress and had my face burried in my pillow like I was eating her out through her massive folds of fat. (Only in a dream can you be plowing a girl and eating her out at the same time.)
So, I know what you're thinking: "Sounds to me like you were enjoying it, Smails." I can't explain it. Though I was obviously physically aroused my heart was racing and I was in a panic like one would be after a horrible, horrible nightmare. I can't imagine anything much worse unless I was having a gay cocksucking dream as is SatCam's wont to do.
So, what the hell does it all mean? I'll hang-up now and listen to your enlightening, amusing and no doubt abusive responses.
Think: this guy, only a woman:
http://www.humanforsale.com/images/worlds-fattest-man.jpg
I was apparently having some nasty, nasty sex with a really fat chick. Now, I'm not conceited enough to think that I'm that great a prize or that I'm above doing an overweight girl. But this girl was circus sideshow, freakishly fat. She was all sweaty and pimply and I'd imagine smelly, though I didn't smell anything in this particular dream.
It was disturbing enough that it woke me from a sound sleep at 3:30 am (something that usually never happens) and that I still remembered it in the morning. When I initially woke up, mid-dream, I had this huge hard-on that I was grinding into my mattress and had my face burried in my pillow like I was eating her out through her massive folds of fat. (Only in a dream can you be plowing a girl and eating her out at the same time.)
So, I know what you're thinking: "Sounds to me like you were enjoying it, Smails." I can't explain it. Though I was obviously physically aroused my heart was racing and I was in a panic like one would be after a horrible, horrible nightmare. I can't imagine anything much worse unless I was having a gay cocksucking dream as is SatCam's wont to do.
So, what the hell does it all mean? I'll hang-up now and listen to your enlightening, amusing and no doubt abusive responses.
Think: this guy, only a woman:
http://www.humanforsale.com/images/worlds-fattest-man.jpg