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I wish I knew the story. I wish I partied with your friends in college. Damn :smack:
My sex dreams gravitate towards things that I fantasize about, but haven’t actually done in real life, and might not do even if I had the chance. For example, I’m a straight male, but I have a few same-sex fantasies, and my sex dreams often involve gay sex.
Also, I usually reach orgasm in these dreams, unless I wake up sufficiently to decide that I don’t want a wet dream. I usually don’t, since it’s kind of messy.
Believe me, I wish I could take back that whole thing with the Disneyland mascot.
Yes, it’s quite a sticky title.
I have basically the same “flying dream” at least once a week if you can call it that. I can jump and then hover a foot or so above the ground. The fun part is that I can surf or ski down any incline and any fall lands gracefully and gently like a video game character. It happens so often I decided to accept it as a real part of my life and it is quite fun. All of our reality is caused by the selective firing of neurons anyway so there is no need to exclude dreams if they are sufficiently convincing.
As to the sexual frustration point of the OP, I almost always have the same thing. I am a father of two young children so I have firm evidence that I have experience with taking things past the point of penetration but it almost never occurs in my dreams.
I have sex dreams all the time, and if I am not getting it at least every other day or so, they’ll be wet dreams.
Never have a problem with completing the act. I wonder if I don’t have a “stop” mechanism for wet dreams because I female, and ejaculation isn’t a concern-I have not been trained out of it by parents or embarrassment from when I was younger.
It’s not just you. While I always wake up right before dream penetration, I will occassioally dream orgasm which appears to happen in the real world too. Lucky me.
I don’t have flying dreams either; I have bouncing, jumping dreams. I can leap to great heights and great distances. I’m like Tigger in my dreams.
Heh. New meme alert!
Me too. Word for word. Does that mean something? That we are more relaxed, and comfortable with our fantasies and bodies? Or just a happy accident?
Whoa, creepy! I thought I was the only one who had that sort of ‘flying’ dream. Hovering is a much better word for it. I can ‘feel’ it, too, if that makes sense – obviously I can’t, physically, but I swear if I were able to do that while awake I know exactly what it would feel like, because I’ve felt it so often in dreams.
Mine usually take place (or start, anyway) in the same place – an old abandoned mansion-type house with staircases and balconies and whatnot. Probably been there in person at some point, but damned if I can remember it consciously.
Whee, flying dreams!
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Count me in with CalMeacham. Even in the height of puberty, I rarely had wet dreams. I still don’t have many sex dreams. I think I can remember something like 3 or 4 in my entire life. None of those went past foreplay. Like Cal, I feel that I have a fairly vivid imagination, and (not necessarily like Cal) I’m a total pervert. For some reason though, I just don’t have sex dreams.
Most of my surreal dreams disappear from my memory very quickly after I wake up. The ones that stick out in my mind tend to be very mundane, basically based off real-life situations, except people are acting somewhat out-of-character, or I’m anticipating a possible near-future event (like dreaming I’ve just woken up and I missed class). I have had a fairly large number of dreams where I became aware I was dreaming, but usually it was where something too good happens, or something notably improbable occurs. Nevertheless, even though I become aware that it’s a dream, I still kind of play along, and don’t seem to have the ability to choose what I do.
Nothing much to say, except that I’m right with the OP on this one. No idea why, but, hey, you’re not alone.
For a highly frustrating period a few years ago, it was because, without fail, whenever I would get to the sexy part, my annoying ex would phone me. In real life.
I’m no expert, but there might be a correlation here.
I, too, do not often have sex dreams, and I only remember one that got to penetration (and that one ended soon after that point). I am also a bit of a perv and have a vivid imagination.
My folks are halfway across the country, so I’ll volunteer for an uninterrupted appearance in your sex dreams. 
It’s all your fault that I had a terribly kinky dream involving Bill Maher last night.
Shagnasty, Sofaspud, another dream-levitation-surfer (essentially it’s like acrobatic skateboarding without the benefit of a skateboard or the risk of falling down. Thing is I haven’t been on a board since I was a child and would probably kill myself if I tried to get back on one).
As for the sex dreams, yes, there is a lot of “Skinemax” dreaming, and my hypothesis is that the brain starts trying to get too many things straight to keep the dream running; specially if the other character is NOT someone I have encountered in that context IRL – it’s like, I detect the disconnect between the sense-memory and the scenario (that is, my brain knows what it feels like to do it with a limited number of people, and it’s a set of sensory stimuli that is not only the feeling at the genital point-of-contact but various other visual, auditory, olfactory and kinesthetic clues. Sometimes the dreaming brain apparently can reassemble and transpose various such clues into a new composite that works, but other times, it begins to “feel wrong” and the dream state falls apart (“hold it, this new girl, she feels like A, but smells like B and is about the dimensions of C, and BTW since when do I have a fireplace in my den… and a picture window… and why is all the furniture bus seats… wait, I don’t have a den… uh, oh, abnormal perception of reality…<wakeup>”)
I had nocturnal emissions, but I never had “wet dreams” in the sense that sex dreams accompanied them. They didn’t accompany dreams of cool technology, either (thank god – I’m not that total a nerd). Usually there was no dream that I can recall at all, or else it accompanied a random, non-associated dream.
I might be a total pervert, too, H3Knuckles, or yoiu might NOT be. It depends on your definitions.
The burning question is “Why do sex dreams have to end?”
Nah, that ain’t it, either. Or I won the trifecta-perv, vivid imagination, and sex dreamer.
Beau, haven’t we already established we are just slightly different versions of the same person?
Clearly you’re being prematurely ejaculated from your dreams. They must have a hair trigger.