Dream 13: Death and Sin

Date: 1/11/2020

What I can remember, I'm at my parent's house, another day that'll pass by I thought. I drove over to the minimart-store closeby to buy some... candy bar or protein bar, I believe. There were about two others there along with the store clerk behind the counter. I don't remember one of them, but the other person was an older man, maybe around 45 to 55 years old, wearing I think a brown overcoat and blue jeans. The store was very dull colored, not many decorative or colorful selection of items available on the shelves. I think I somehow cut myself or something cause my work manager, G, was tending to a wound I had inflicted on myself. I don't recall anything about it, but I guess. I had a small chat with the older man. It turns out that he was, for lack of better word (I can't think of the word), Death. He said that even if I wanted to or not, he was going to take my life and those around me. Skip back at the house, there's a gathering at our house, but only the family and a few others I don't know IRL, and the old man.I am wondering around the house not doing anything in particular. The house seems strange, it was like there was a power outage or something because all the rooms with the exception of the bathroom was illuminated by candlelight, one per room. There wasn't a ritual or anything being involked, just candles in every room. I had this frightful feeling come over me, like I was on a timer and when the time comes, my time comes. I knew that he was coming for me. I remember feeling scared, but it was more of being scared about what would happen when I did die, rather than knowing I'd die. In fact, in the dream, I had this curiosity overcome me and I actually wanted to die to find out. Now, I'm not depressed or suicidal or anything of the sort, so I have no idea why I wanted death. I think it was more about jumping into the void and seeing what was on the other side that got me more pumped up. I had this small encounter with him, and it was time. I didn't know what was going to happen, and was scared that it'll be painful. I don't remember the method of him taking my life, but there I was, 'dead'. I didn't feel any different however. I was still me; bones, muscle, hair, nails, everything. But I did notice something. I can't feel pain. I hit myself in the arm a couple times to confirm this. No pain. I am usually not lucid in my dreams at all, but at this point, I became half lucid you could say. I can half the time control my actions, and other times I am on auto-pilot. I enter my sister's room and find my (dream) sister playing with her phone on the bed. I do not know this woman at all, but I guess I was aquainted with her well in the dream. (she seemed around her mid 20s what with her slightly visible wrinkles and all) I lay down next to her on my back while she is laying on her belly and we exchange small talk. This urge suddenly takes over my desires, not an irresistable urge, but enough to control me to commit such a thing. She is laying on her side facing me at this point. My hands reach over towards her indecent ecstacys and enjoyed the tenderness in each of them. I gave her a suggestion, we are born with sin, why don't we commit one right now? She was hesitant at first, but nothing a few seductive please and c'mons couldn't convince. Remember, I was half in control. If she still refused then, I would've stopped. My hands started wondering in previously forbidden curves in search of pleasure. I pulled down my restraints while on my back and the prisoner freed from it's cage. It wasn't up to me where to hide such a thing now, I left it up to her to surprise me. Her tongue invites me into her moist pink softness and pleasuring pressure envelopes my girth. The wonderous sensation traveled accross the whole length fastened over every small ridge and pattern from my natural part. She was getting more and more heated as I was getting more and more primal. She removes her silks and allows me to assess and review her very natural silk skin. She hovers over me slowly inching her toy down towards my shroom. Even as I just touch myself with my hand alone, it's like I can feel myself inside of her already. As satisfaction was about to be reached, my mother opens the door and enters the room. We immediately stop and began covering up. She was talking to my sister about something, I can't remember, as if she didn't even notice what we were about to do. We both patiently waited until she was out of the room and when she left, we started the routine to lull eachother back into the state of bliss. However, everytime we get close, someone always interrupt. We decided to change rooms to see if our luck could increase. Even though we did, it was still the same interruptions happening. After some moments of being teased, I woke up.