Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 11/15/2020
By Onii
I wasn’t sure if I should write this out because I really don’t know what the guidelines are for wet dreams, but I rarelyyyy ever dream about my ex so here it is: My friends and I got invited to a seminar at a sort of community college. It was Halloween themed and if you didn’t have a costume, there was a dressing room full of new costumes for you to wear. When we arrived, there was a bunch of people already dressed, but I was still hesitating on doing so for some reason. Hardly anyone had worn something “sexy”. Eventually I was like fuck it and went to put an outfit on. I decided to go for some sort of sexy nurse/nun outfit, and it was taking forever to get dressed. By the time I came out, everyone was sitting down waiting for the seminar to start. That’s when I saw him. My ex. He was dressed as the grim reaper, and what’s worse, he was smiling at me. Well, everyone was, but I went ahead and took the seat next to him. Some lady, I assumed was a staff member, turned around to dress code me, but I ignored her. I can’t remember what the seminar was about. I just rested my head on my ex’s shoulder. He would whisper something in my ear occasionally and I would giggle. Don’t remember what or how, but I ended up leading him to another dressing room farther away from the lecture. He backed me up into a corner and lifted my skirt. I remember him rubbing my thighs and pressing up against me. He was kissing my neck, and I could feel him growing on my ass. He slipped his fingers down my panties and caressed me before dipping them further down. Somehow we ended up on the floor, and I straddled him completely. Our hips rocking together—it felt too real. He was sliding into me, gripping my waist and getting deeper with each thrust. I could only hold onto him, praying that no one walked in. I’d let a moan slip, and he kissed me to keep quiet. He started thrusting faster and faster until I finally released around him. But he didn’t stop. He slowly continued, slicking himself further into me. He ended up cumming inside, still holding me close. God, I miss him :(. Anyway, people started looking for us, so we stepped out quickly—magically all fixed up. He held my hand, and I can’t really remember the rest. We just went out and partied.