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The Hottest Dream Sex I Never Have...

Dan and I were just talking the other day about how we never have sex in our dreams. That statement isn't entirely true, but I can count the number of times I have, on one hand. Clearly Inspired by the delicious and energizing event that we shared just before bed time, I had a colorful and hilarious dream.
We were camping at some sort of festival, at which our families, friends, and even random acquaintances were joining us. It was a huge gathering, and it was taking place somewhere foreign and exotic, though I can't recall exactly where. It was an annual event, since there was a lot of talk about who would be attending this year, compared with previous years.
I needed a few things from the store, but it was late at night and pretty dark. I decided to go on an adventure and wound up walking the whole way from the camp ground, to an urban area. This urban area was Seattle, though we were still in a far off land. There were posters for various tourist destinations, encouraging us to take a relaxing spa tour of India, while we were here - so I assume we were somewhere near India.
I guess I got what I needed in the city, cause very soon I was heading back to the camp ground. I had grabbed a coffee along the way, but it was in a ceramic cup and walking with it was an accident waiting to happen. As predicted, I was really clumsy. I passed by a group of guys - one man my age and a few younger boys. A couple of them were teenagers and one of them paid me attention as I passed. I saw someone else who I knew and made a loud-mouth gesture of saying (so the whole street could hear) that we were opening our own tattoo shop and that they should come visit me there. The boy who overheard me asked, "You're a tattoo artist?" I don't remember my reply, but it was witty and a little snarky and as soon as I threw it out there, I completely tripped head over heals, backwards down a small flight of stairs. I did it gracefully though, and at the bottom had an elegant save and played the whole thing off. I assumed they would think I was just drunk and cared none as I continued on my way. For whatever reason, the guys were headed in the same direction as I was and they kept crossing my path. But every time they did, something hilariously ridiculous would ensue and I would fumble, or trip, or otherwise play out a comedy of errors. (This has got to be my subconscious reminding me not to become egoistic in my new professional position.)
Finally I got back to the camp and met back up with Dan. Suddenly, we were in the back of a stretch Limousine and traveling down a lovely sparkling country road. We were drinking champagne and had music on, while we conversed with the driver. I had on the blue bride's maid dress from Lisa's wedding and we were all dolled up with nowhere to go. As we cruised along, we got more and more intimate, trying to play it off so the driver wouldn't get suspicious. But before too long, we were full-on going at it in the back seat. I was flipped around with my elbows on the floor and my ass in the air, while Dan stayed upright so as not to arouse suspicion. The music had stopped and I was trying my hardest to be quiet as we made vigorous love, merely inches from the driver. Dan was carrying on a pleasant conversation with him and I kept looking back to see if my arched back and bare ass were visible from where the driver was. Regardless of the awkwardness of the situation, the sex was Hot! In previous dreams, I've had sensual moments and even a few times where I felt someone entering me in the dream, but never full-on sex like this. In the heat of the moment, however, I reached up and my hand smacked something that made a loud ringing sound. Finally the driver asked us to be respectful - he was strict Muslim and this was out of the question rude. His voice sounded pretty disappointed in us and I felt a pang of embarrassment at having been caught - not caught in the act, but caught in a moment of disrespect. We apologized and tried to focus on cleaning up the back of the limo - it was a disaster! The driver only gave us shit for a moment, then resorted to trying to convince me that we could make it up to him by letting him "have a little lick of that pussy?" I laughed it off, suddenly wanting to be out of there as soon as possible.
We arrived back at the camp and it was morning time and people were just waking up. I wondered who might see us arriving in the limo. There were heaps of stuff strewn about - the limo was the size of an RV now, and we were desperately trying to gather it all together, since we were paying for the limo by the hour. Some friends saw us and were all trying to get in to check it out. I was half naked and so I peeled off the dress and threw on a tank-top, being risky and going bra-less.
We convinced our friends to help us bring all the stuff out and then Dan went to pay the driver. Though the bill was $46, Dan tipped him $54. I said, "Good job, babe." Dan wasn't pleased at the expense of the limo, but I promised to give him some cash for it and we went about getting our shit organized. People were arriving constantly to say hi - the festival hadn't begun, but we were already in celebratory moods.
I was starving hungry and the cafeteria had just opened. From a distance, I was surveying the food, ready for a good meal. As we settled back into our camping spot, I overheard a phone call about how John E and some of the other Ellers were still trying to make it out for the festival. I wondered what it would be like to be hanging out with John once again. We've seen each other once in the last 6 years and never really had any amount of time to catch up or party together.
Then the dream switched and were were in my childhood home. Dan and two of our friends, and a guest of honor had just arrived. It was the guest of honor's birthday and we made a bunch of noise when we entered, to alert the many supposed surprise guests who were hiding in the house, waiting for the right time to pop out. The guest went to the bathroom and I took the opportunity to look for the surprise guests. I easily found that they were all hiding in the attic and there were a couple of them (2 dudes), who were dressed as adult cupids, in cloth diapers, waiting to make their grand entrance, followed by the rest of the party guests. I was curious to see where this dream was going, when I was interrupted by some hungry kittens.

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