Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 8/9/2018
By ThatKitKat
Everyone left and I wandered through the house. The walls were white and everything looked modern and clean. It was a big house and I headed upstairs. I found a large room at the top of the stairs with a mattress on the floor along with a lamp on the floor and a book. I headed over there and kneeled down wondering why there's no furniture. I sat on the mattress cross-legged in my thoughts. Then Tom Hardy walks around the corner and seems surprised to see me, as if I'm trespassing. He walks up to me and and I unfold my legs ready to get up and apologise (even though I'm pretty sure it was my house). He kneeled down and cupped his large hands around my face kissing me deeply. I had a few thoughts buzzing around my head... mainly WHAT. But I couldn't help leaning back onto the mattress, drawing him on top of me. His hand went all the way down my body, slowing at some areas, and stopping at my jeans. Holy cow does this man have lungs? He hasn't pulled away from the kiss yet. Then he went to my neck and I whimpered. Ok I kinda asked for that... Now I'm totally powerless, can't move... don't want to. He's already topless, and he's taken my jeans and panties off. I didn't even realize, kiss my neck and I'm paralyzed to touch anywhere else. He just unbuttons his trousers and pulls them down slightly. I was kinda unnerved by how big it looked, but then my mind was like nah that's normal size chill, relax. And thinking back it did look a normal size. Anyways no condom, just lived in the moment. He stayed close to my body and I wrapped my legs around him and held onto the mattress as he moved in and out. We both moaned, normally I'm so good at staying quiet. His warm sharp breaths went right up my neck and to my ear. We heard movement downstairs so he slowed down before either of us finished and kissed me softly before pulling out and fixing his trousers, still hard. I slid my underwear back up my legs and apparently didnt bother with my jeans. He stayed sat next to the mattress, I'm guessing he wanted to go again so I peered around the banister of the stairs. I saw a shadow of a man cast on the wall, his trousers and underwear were at his knees and (right don't laugh) but he had three penises, all hard, all very visible in the shadow. He had his hands on his hips like he didn't care if someone saw, or was certain no one would at least. I timidly crept downstairs and what would you know it's another Tom Hardy. He saw me at the bottom of the stairs and analysed me for a moment. I walked up to him slowly, in awe and also extremely needy. I looked at him, curious and cautious, he looked at me waiting for my next move. To my surprise lust had taken over and my hand reached for his middle penis (again stop laughing I know you are), thankfully, because I'm not ready for double penetration, let alone triple, the other two faded? I didn't notice at the time but there was definitely one now as I stroked up and down, still looking playfully into his eyes. I saw him start to sweat a little on his forehead. Bingo. I smoothly dropped to my knees, idk it was like a slut drop but slower, and looked up and before taking him in my mouth. To be honest it tasted like a bland sausage so thanks brain. I didn't give head for long, I didn't want him to cum in my mouth I wanted that somewhere else. I rose to my feet and he kissed me pushing me gently against the wall. He then picked me up a little, placing his arms under my legs for support. I had my arms around his neck and he thrust so hard I bounced against the wall. His eyes were a lot more hungry now, almost dangerous, I did my teasing and now I was his. At the top of the stairs behind him I saw the first Tom Hardy looking shocked and confused, I could still see he was hard. I looked up at the ceiling completely in bliss thinking he can watch all he wants I didn't care at this point. I'm pretty sure the walls shook each time pushed deeper in. I started breathing a lot shallower, I could hear him growl a little with each thrust. I bit my lip still being bounced without my control, I was so close. Then bang. He stopped at the loud noise. It sounded like gunfire. I lifted myself off him and stood still as did he, a fight or flight. He went out of the house and I heard it again. Suddenly I wasn't a soaked mess and I was fully clothed again. I went out and the snow was gone, it was night, and teenagers flooded the streets in party clothes, one had a street cone on his head, a few had streamers around their shoulders, one cheered at me as they all headed to a massive house built into a hill. I heard a high pitched hiss and saw one boy's hand lit up and then something zoomed into the sky. Bang. God damn it they were fireworks. I've lost both Hardy's so I decided to follow them up into the house. It was packed, I mean like shoulder to shoulder. I learned that all the sororities come to this house for a massive party once a year. I blended and made a few friends that I stuck with. The different sororities were told to stay in certain areas through the night and it was time to switch. Noticing that I looked lost a preppy girl that sounded super condescending asked me what house I was in. I replied with "uhhhh the purple one?" and one of the people I'm with said "oh that's ours" I laughed nervously and high fived her, how the heck did I get away with that. As I shuffled with "the purple house?" there was a male sorority heading up the stairs to go where we once were. I recognized a small group of them and they saw and maybe recognized me. The tallest boy (I saw boy we were all 18-23 maybe) smirked at me and pressed up against me with his hand firmly around the small of my back. His eyes were dark and had such a devilish spark to them. He stared into my eyes, inches away from my face I bet he could feel my laboured breathing. He then gave a short amused huff and and backed away. The boys I knew around me just stared at me surprised. I could only stare completely bewildered back at them until one of my new friends pulled me away. I ended up on a decking overlooking the front entrance hall. People were acting like butlers giving out various drinks. I found an older woman wearing a black top and jeans with short, frizzy, bleach blonde hair who was playing cards on her own. I watched her for a while, it wasn't solitaire and I was trying to figure out the rules. He looked up casually and said if I wanted to play I should just take a seat. She then told me her story in amongst the rules. She had been here a while, the injustices that some of the students face because certain sororities took preference and were more elite. She was a cappa once which meant basically a mean girl, and she did awful things until she once turned the pranks back on them and got suspended, and now she just crashes the party every year. I don't know if she planned a prank this year, I hoped so, but I woke up before I got to ask her
AI generated interpretation This dream is quite vivid and includes a variety of elements that can be analyzed for deeper insights into your subconscious mind. The dream appears to be divided into two main parts: the encounter with two Tom Hardy lookalikes and the sorority party event. The presence of two Tom Hardy figures in the dream could represent different aspects of your own desires and fantasies. Tom Hardy is known for his charisma, attractiveness, and strong demeanor in his roles, so these figures could symbolize qualities that you may find appealing or aspirational. The intimate interactions with both Tom Hardy figures may reflect a desire for passion, excitement, and exploration in your waking life. It could also suggest a yearning for connection and physical intimacy with someone who embodies these qualities. The setting of the dream, particularly the modern and clean house with white walls, may symbolize a sense of purity, new beginnings, and a blank canvas for personal growth. The lack of furniture in the room where the encounter takes place could indicate a sense of vulnerability or a need to strip away distractions in order to confront your desires or emotions more directly. The transition to the sorority party event introduces themes of social interaction, belonging, and identity. The party setting with different sororities and characters may reflect your own social experiences, relationships, and feelings of acceptance or exclusion in group settings. The presence of the preppy girl and the male sorority members could represent societal expectations, peer pressure, or feelings of insecurity in social situations. The encounter with the older woman playing cards at the party reveals a deeper layer of the dream's meaning. Her story about past injustices and her rebellious attitude toward the elite sororities may suggest a need to challenge authority, break free from constraints, or question established norms in your own life. The symbolism of playing cards could also indicate a need for strategy, adaptability, and risk-taking in your waking life. Overall, this dream may reflect your subconscious thoughts, desires, and conflicts related to intimacy, social dynamics, self-image, and personal growth. Exploring these themes further through reflection, journaling, or creative expression could provide valuable insights and help you navigate your waking life with greater self-awareness and understanding.