yumyum, its fairly common for teenage boys to ejaculate in their sleep. I didn’t know it happened to girls aswell. Maybe she won’t tell because she doesn’t know the secret (she was asleep, after all!).
Obligitary Simpson’s snippet:
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Homer wakes up on the bus as they arrive in NYC:
Homer: (yawns) Marge…I can’t feel my legs! I CAN’T FEEL MY LEGS!!! (beats legs furiously)
Marge: Homer! Homer those legs belong to the man behind you.
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I don’t know if this fits into this thread, but…
Once, while drunk, I sat down in a comfy chair and put my feet up on another chair. So, I was in a nice comfortable position, but their was no support under my knees. I then fell asleep.
When I awoke a few hours later, I discovered that I could not bend my knees! Still too drunk to panic, a dragged myself, using hands and arms only, to my bed and somehow got in. When I woke up in the morning my legs were back to normal. Whew! And I never drank again. Well okay, actually I continued to drink, but the rest of the story is true.
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One night before Easter I forgot to take my contacts out before I went to sleep, and somehow woke up without the horrible dry feeling that usually accompanies falling asleep with contacts in. I woke up and was stunned to discover I could see! It took me several minutes to realize a miracle had not just occurred.
I also had my leg fall asleep once in church, and when I stood up when the sermon was over I went down like a ton of bricks, and hit my head on the pew in front of me.
My sister, when she was little, went to sleep and her arms fell between the bed and the wall. She woke up with one arm asleep, and she felt it with her other arm and thought there was something under the bed! When she jumped away from it and her other arm came up she figured it out, but it freaked her out pretty good.
Interesting to see this thread be revived after such a long “slumber”.
Since posting this over a year ago, I have had a couple other occasions where I woke up with an arm completely numb. None have had the excitement of the one described in the OP.
If do this in a few more years, I will probably wake up scared again thinking that I have had a stroke. (Definitely not a fun/funny idea).
That same thing happened to me once.
I have to sleep turned to one side or the other, and I usually end up leaning against one arm enough to put it to sleep.
Once, I was trying to sleep on a very crowded airplane. I was in the window seat, and I somehow ended up kind of twisted to one side, facing the man in the center seat. The arm nearest him fell completely asleep.
I woke up thinking, “That man has his hand on my thigh.” I kind of jerked all the way awake at that point, but it was just my own hand.
Good thing I didn’t slap him.
No sleep involved, but…
In the middle of a stinker football season, we had to kneel without moving for an hour while the head coach yelled at us. When he was done he yelled at us to hit the field, so we jumped up and several of us took one step and collapsed on the knees we had been kneeling on for the past hour. I had to hop onto the field, but I was able to run after we warmed up.
Is it bad that I really enjoy it when my arm goes that dead? It’s kind of a cool feeling.
Damn, I need a girlfriend.
yeah, these statements taken together paint an interesting picture…
Does it help you imagine that someone else is there when you feel an arm that doesn’t seem to belong to you?
Of course, I am kidding… but, I found it amusing.
My uncle tells an absolutely hilarious account of that exact thing happening to him. It happened when he was in his early 20s, and he was in a blind panic when he woke up with this hand over his face (he actually screamed).
I’ve had a few cases where both my arms went to sleep. That always makes for a great start to the day: flopping around like a dying fish, trying to flip the lump of cold dead meat at the end of my arms towards the switch by sheer torso control alone and then praying that the fingers catch and drag enough plastic to shut that ^$#*&@#ing alarm back off.
An experience much like trying to toss a grappling hook over a crenellation, if the grappel were to be replaced by a dead trout…
My experience has nothing to do with arms or legs, but since we are in the topic of sleep-related experiences I wish to share with you guys this re-occuring dream.
I’m in the savanna of Kenya. ( I have never been to Kenya before, but in my dream I don’t know why, but to me its in Kenya) All of a sudden this lion will come out of nowhere and begin to chase me. Now I’m like doing all those girly scream and running for my life. Suddenly the ground below me is no longer there. It seems that I was so busy running that I did not notice that I went over a cliff. Then I start to fall ( duh!!)
Here comes the really good part. When I hit the ground. I wake up all of a sudden. The strange thing however is that I really did fall, because my bed vibrates as it would as if somebody really did fall on it.
I don’t think I was sleepwalking since I share a room with my brother.
Another strange dream that I have is one in which I’m drowning. When I woke up I’m so wet all over that it really did seem as if I was in the sea.
Any of you had dreams like this ( especially the lion one)??
Note: Sorry english is secong language to me, so I apologise for any bad grammar and bad storytelling abilities.
** scotth **, you win the prize.
I have heard of guys throwing their sex partner out of bed after “the act”…but to pretend like you don’t even recognize your own arm after services rendered, well…that is taking denial to a whole new level. “God was I drunk last night…I don’t know how that arm got there.”
Poor shoulder appendage probably felt cheap and used.
You should be ashamed of yourself, you…you arm-ist.
Dreaming that I was in a salsa club.
Open my eyes to a completely foreign room.
Where did these curtains come from?
Where did this blanket come from?
When did I get a TV in my room?
What room is this?
Why is the salsa music still playing?
Finally realize that I’m on travel, I’m in my hotel room, and housekeeping must have switched the radio station over the weekend.
And I have to go to work. Argh!
When I’m drifting off at night, I often am startled awake by the sensation of something touching my leg, only to jerk awake and realize that the thing touching my leg is my other foot.
I was hoping someone else would answer this…the secret is…there is no secret. Nothing she did caused it, it just happens. If you read sleep studies on orgasms (what, doesn’t everyone?) they’ve been able to more or less prove that women have orgasms while their sleeping fairly often. Not as much as men, especially young ones, but it’s not unusual. The reason it’s not as well discussed as it is in men’s cases, is there’s a marked lack of evidence, comparatively speaking, to show it actually happened, so unless a woman wakes up during, she probably won’t realize it happened. It’s not a bad thing to wake up to <blushes>
I did that once a week for about two years running-- and would wake up thinking rats weer running across my face!
Man, I’ve had every sleep disorder you can imagine except for sleep walking and narcolepsy…
I have one for y’all. I take the train to work everyday. It’s about a 40 minute ride and one the way home I usually nap. When I nap, I bend my leg and stick it into the corner of the seat. Well, I was napping away on my return trip and I woke up as we were pulling to a stop at my stop. As I’m normally awake before that, I started scramling to grab my briefcase and get out of the seat not knowing that my leg was asleep. I stood up in the isle and the next thing I knew I was on the floor. Got back up (getting off the train was still foremost on my mind and I was still asleep a little) and was back on the floor again. After 1 or 2 more times getting up an falling, I managed to hold onto the seats and hop to the front of the case (as the train was pulling away of course). The people at the front of the train thought I was handicapped and we all had a good laugh about it. Never knew that an appendage could fall asleep so completely that you lost use of it before though.
My wife woke late one night with both arms numb. She thought she had had a stroke and was frantic. Bumping against me she woke me up crying, “I can’t roll over. I can’t roll over.” I remember thinking, “No problem.” I stuck both arms under her and flipped her over and went back to sleep. She laid there fuming until the sun came up. I think it was the maddest she’s ever been at me.
This is interesting, true story:
It was Eastertime, and I had spent the day watching Jesus documentaries. That night, I went to bed at around 11pm, and fell asleep effortlessly. In the middle of the night, I jumped up and ran into my father’s study and began fumbling around the desk. I woke my parents who asked what I was doing. “Looking for the keyboard from the time of Jesus,” I replied. “What?” I reiterated. Of course, there was no computer there, the computer had long since been moved to another room. Then, I sighed, walked away, used the bathroom and went back to bed.
This left me with some questions:
a.) I never sleepwalk/sleeptalk. I wasn’t asleep because I remember the situation clearly.
b.) If I wasn’t asleep, why would I do this? I knew history well enough to know Jesus lived long before any semblance of the computer existed.
c.) What compelled me to do it anyway? And why hasn’t something similar occured again? I know I’m sane…