Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 3/25/2020
By amandalyle
I had woken up with this random (and very handsome) guy in my bed. He looked a bit like Penn Badgley. I half recognised him. Maybe he was an actor? He started to wake up and freaked out, because his flies were undone and his manhood was exposed. It was unclear whether we had had sex the previous night? I had only vague flashbacks of me straddling him. He looked at his watch and gasped. He told me he was a teacher and that he was late for class and then he bolted out of the door as fast as his legs could take him. I remember feeling a bit abandoned. Later that day, I was looking for him in a crowded park on the off chance that I might bump into him again. Sadly, I didn’t see him. I was about to turn back and head home, when this person called me over and asked me if I wanted to be a part of this matchmaking game show. (Similar to Love Island) I nodded and followed her over... and there he was, partnered up with this stunning black girl. I felt like there was a dagger through my heart. He then got up and said he didn’t want to take part in the ‘lame’ game show anymore and he stormed off in a temper. The black girl seemed extremely shocked and, understandably, pissed off by this. I was then paired up with this big black guy (who looked like the meme ‘black guy’ that’s been circulating the web recently, with the massive Yule log dick) He kept being overly compassionate towards me and soon confessed his undying love for me. I was so shocked I said “I love you.” back, which I regretted instantly. In a shock twist in the show, we all had to switch partners. I was now paired up with this girl, who was handing out all these sugary mushroom sweets. She gave them to everyone apart from me. “Can I have one?” I asked. She shook her head and said no. So I snuck one out of the bag when she wasn’t looking. I didn’t like her. She was mean and her breath smelt like a bucket of rotting kippers. “Bring back Yule log dick any day!” Next scene; I was walking through this town in what looked a bit like Italy. The streets were empty apart from one person standing by a church. As I walked over to her, I had gained lucidity. I grabbed her hand, swung her against the wall and started kissing her. She wasn’t my usual type, but I felt extremely turned on. She had massive boobs and I was really turned on. She went down on me, right there and then... on the steps of the church (God forgive me!) It felt amazing and I climaxed what felt like multiple times... over and over, until I woke up (in real life) next to my husband, who was talking in his sleep... saying something about new government rules which means we can only spend one hour a day with our family. I didn’t realise he was asleep at the time and Googled it straight away.