Hmm, so that’s what you thought about when you saw the thread title?! That might deserve some (waking dream) analysis right there.
Now I gotta google, cause inquiring minds want to know. Of course, if you hadn’t mentioned it. . . 
Jimminy Crickets, Louis, don’t leave us hanging! Did she like fucking all of those guys?
Well I once went to a Freudian therapist for a while and he always wanted to hear about my dreams. I remember one thing he’d always say. When I was done telling the dream he’d always ask :“How were you feeling during the dream?” So maybe that’s a good way to continue the dialogue.
BTW, while the dream stuff was sometimes interesting the overall experience was a horrible waste of time and effort, IMHO.
Let me guess, you were behind the very last door.
She was just going over her sexual history, no big deal.
I said earlier in the thread that she said she had orgasms with all of 'em. I guess she did like it. Who wouldn’t?
No, according to my Darling Marcie, I had no part in the proceedings. And I don’t think my Darling Marcie ran up a body count of fifty, plus or minus a dozen or so. But I’ve never asked her so I don’t really know.
I’ve only had a handful of sexual dreams in my life, and almost all of those were vivid.
I still remember the dream about doing Tony Todd on a dock, behind the boat he was the captain of, while a group was touring the boat. Very weird dream.
You keep calling her your darling Marcie and she most likely won’t enact this dream with you. Just sayin’.
It really doesn’t sound all that much weirder than other dreams. Dreams are weird. I like them that way. 
I’ve called her my Darling Marcie for the entire ten years we’ve been married. It is just a pet name between the two of us; it certainly doesn’t imply ownership—she would never stand for that.
Sounds like Marcie is channeling Nicole Kidman in Eyes Wide Shut.
Except poor Nicole was just horrified every time she told Tom about her incredibly wild sex dreams. :dubious:
I’m sure Marcie’s dream is meaningless though. Just a harmless tidbit to spice up conversation. Sort of like a certain woman I know telling her husband that she thinks Sanjay Gupta is cute.
Nothing to contribute to this thread, except that I dated a woman who had recurring nightmares about being raped by Robert DeNiro. I think they caused her to avoid his movies. That part never really came up, though.
He is, though. And he’s a hell of a knowledgeable and successful dude, with a lot of job security and no small amount of disposible income. I’d be all over that if I were into men.
Seconding (or thirding) the Sanjay Gupta thing.
I’ve had sex dreams before aboutp people I find completely unappetizing when I’m awake. Yuck.