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Wet strawberry dreams.
Woke from another dream today. Was really brief, but dripping with innuendo.
Might work as a story with a bit more imagination and plot thrown in. As it is I will need to use some hyperbole just to explain the "vibe" of the odd dream.
Since this post is a bit long i've tossed it in the story section.
It was a bit of a wierd one. Presumably Some problem girl had moved in with me. As depicted in the dream they could have been anything from late teen to early 30s. Dreams can be a bit vague over such things. But she was a sparky red head which is something new for me.
Presumably there was something odd with her, ADD ADHD, or some other minor intellectual processing quirk. She either didn't pay attention or only paid attention to things to the exclusion of all else. Since I myself as a child swung wildly between hyperfocus and flow states it was likely something in that class. Given the right conditions two people with those attributes could get up to some pretty kinky stuff in a sexual situation. I actually have some story projects with a similar nonchelont theme so I guess the dream was not unexpected - as the idea is already rattling around in my head.
I didn't actualy get up to anything in particular in the dream.. but there was a sense of.. anticipation related to the particular character of the girl in the dream. I woke just as the dream was about to explore that particular kinky territory.
Why this was such a saucy scenario? I shall attempt to elaborate below.
Essentially the girl in the dream had been a problem for years, and having reached adulthood there was little more the system could do for her in the way of assistance, and most of her peers and family were at a loss what to do with her. Aside from her particular quirk of singlemindedness, she was also strong headed and proud. The last of her support funding had dried up the moment she was legal aged - and she had lost her supervision - but she still wanted independance.
In the dream she had to find herself somewhere to live and for whatever reason had ended up in a shared household situation with myself. I was probably renting out a bedroom or such - and given the other issues had probably ended up the only available place willing to let her move in. As most such stories go - chances are there was some motivating tension or sexual undercurrent involved in both parties when they interviewed about the vacancy - and likely that had very shortly led to the initiation of romantic entanglement. Frankly her friends and family were surprised and a little impressed I could handle her idiosyncrasies. They had fully expected her to be evicted within days, and apparently by this part of the dream she had been living there for weeks - and said friends and family had dropped by numerous times to chuck up on things, only to find nothing amiss.
It wasn't that she was stupid, if anything she was slightly on the manic side of genius - She just didn't pay attention to things that didn't interest her. If she was concentrating on something, she would ignore everything else. The sort of person that would mess their knickers if they were reading a book, playing a video game, shopping or watching tv. If she was tired she would sleep, even if she was hungry, needed the toilet, on a couch, exploring the backyard or naked. She would just curl up and nap, even if it meant she soiled or exposed herself.
If she was hungry enough it got her attention she would go get some food, even if she hadn't gotten dressed yet. Prior to becoming an adult, those looking after her would forever be chasing her back from the door to stop her wandering off to play or buy a snack, because she hadn't been interested enough to get fully dressed.
If she even made it to the toilet most of the time she would be too preoccupied to remember to wipe, wash, flush or even take her pants off most of the time especially if she was attempting to multitask. Multitasking was not her thing. Even then something might catch her attention and she would wander off, warm liquid still running down her leg. As a child if she heard a kitten outside while in the bath - she would race out to play with it - giving no mind to modesty or mud.
Certainly she was not entirely oblivious to this - at times she would eventually make enough of a mess of herself to notice and get annoyed - particularly if she did make it halfway to the store and suddenly realized she had forgotten to put her shorts on, or her shorts were now ruined. Considering the warm climate and the chill local residents it never really got her in trouble. Certainly the local boys would be the last to complain if some topless or bottomless girl wandered into the milkbar to grab a pie while they were pretending not to be checking out the dirty magazines section.
After years having ruined countless beds, clothes and carpets, or wandered off for a stroll without her clothes on properly, spent years going to school forgetting underwear.. in one case even turning up with nothing on but her shoes and bag she eventually became a teenager. This could have been a very interesting few years of male attention and sex but with assistance staff forever chasing after her to keep her out of trouble it turned out mostly a non event.
Even the boys she did take a fancy to, were somewhat reluctant to do anything more than appreciate the view if she did forget to wear something. The one boy that had let her near him long enough to consider each other a couple had broken up with her within days - since she had an annoying tendancy to throw herself at him at innapropriate times. Schoolwork is hard enough without some hot redhead in class so preoccupied with making out, she decided to do it right there in the middle of class with him. This had led to her being moved to a special class with less distractions. Even then appropriate times became a sore point, since even outside of class she was so obsessed with making out with him - she would seek him out and frequently get so lost in the moment she would rather wet herself than interrupt the kiss. After a few incidents where his pants or socks were ruined, most of his classmates had started mocking him about it - he had been forced to break up with her. Being a teen sucks sometimes.
This of course is all backstory for the dream. (I have much too much imagination)
Needless to say the most erotic part of this dream was the fact that this girl now a women; was living with me - frequently forgot to wear anything, wet or soiled most of what she did wear, and if she needed to masterbate did it whenever the urge caught her - at least at home when there was no visitors. This urge usually making her completely forget things like closing doors or the fact I was sitting in the same room. Doors too seemed unimportant to her. She washed, changed, slept and toileted in complete indifference to myself, her location, open doorways or windows.
I Myself of course being totally turned on by the whole situation would happily wash her sheets, help her change out of wet clothes, get dressed, help her wash, prepare food and such. By the second day I had already stocked the house with matress protectors and easily washed sheets. By the first week, I had scotchguarded all the carpet or replaced it with lino. The girl literally had her own 5 star hotel catered perfectly for her lifestyle with herself as the sole resident. This of course meant putting up with her was no chore at all - so the idea of evicting her had not even crossed my mind - so the situation had worked out well for her much to the confusion of her friends and family who looked about her well maintained accomodation purplexed if this was the same girl. Then of course she would do something typically her, then they would look at me with wonder at my lack of concern. If she wandered in naked while company was present, i would simply grab a top or shorts as appropriate without breaking stride or conversation then simply position it such that she simply slipped it on the appopriate bit of anatomy while she was preoccupioed with whatever. Should she feel social and be chatting away happily to visitors and her knickers started filling with pee - i would casually toss a towel at her feet without a second thought. The motion became so natural that in many cases visitors didn't even notice anymore.
The few times she actually noticed she needed the toilet in time to go - didn't usually involve unimportant things such as the open (or closed) bathroom door, her underwear still being on.... or if I was in there already. She frequently wandered in if I was in the bath or shower. In one case I was already sitting on the toilet when she came in and sat on me, promptly wetting her knickers on my lap as she busily played a video game on her handheld device. After this toilet incident she had taken me as her lover as I had gone hard against her wet knickers as she sat on me and she had actually noticed I was under her. She had just finished the game and was so horny already - had I not been under her she probably would have casually started one of her masterbation sessions. With me there I became a much more preferable option. Here too things became interesting -she become so relentlessly preoccupied with sex - that she would let nothing interrupt it - even a full bladder. The fact I seemed to enjoy it so much no matter how much of a mess she made only motivated her further to make up for lost time from her lack of sex as a teen. She would just keep doing (or getting) whatever sexual activity she was engaging in and let things leak out as needed instead of interrupt her fun. This of course I loved. Especially if I was going down on her.
(For those wanting some eye candy - See here for a video of what that might be like- https://xhamster.com/videos/mistress...-mouth-xh1oBa4 )
I soon mostly replaced her habit of masturbating as she pleased, and she would instead have her way with me any time the urge struck, in whatever she had been wearing when it did.
(For an idea what that might look like see these: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.p...h5e370e7736db3 or https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.p...h5db739d5cd3b9 )
She by this stage was studying university at home, something she could do easily without the usual public distractions of a classroom - the only distraction being herself, since she often did so in a state of undress, damp clothes, and a small puddle under her. The most amusing part was during conference calls for her study she still behaved the same way. Wetting or masturbating while taking notes. The obvious issues there had been dealt with by replacing all the furniture in the house with similar ones trimming in vinyl instead. Also tilting her webcam up high enough it only showed her face, but there had been the odd funny moment when she got up for any reason mid lesson and flashed anyone looking at her feed that second. Most of her classmates of either gender took such rare incidents with good humor, and the teachers having seen many such lapses in their career just pretended not to notice. The less obvious issues was since she couldn't multitask well - if she was horny and needed to masturbate mid lesson, the distraction of needing a hand tended to distract her from learning anything from the lesson - a problem that was an even worse distraction if she didn't deal with it.
Once she had taken me as a lover of course, I was able to solve that problem for her - freeing up her hand and her mind for learning as I sat under her desk pleasuring her with my mouth instead.. which given the puddles that always eventually appeared under her seat during the long lessons- was all the more exciting if I happened to have my mouth on her when she made it.
Might work as a story with a bit more imagination and plot thrown in. As it is I will need to use some hyperbole just to explain the "vibe" of the odd dream.
Since this post is a bit long i've tossed it in the story section.
It was a bit of a wierd one. Presumably Some problem girl had moved in with me. As depicted in the dream they could have been anything from late teen to early 30s. Dreams can be a bit vague over such things. But she was a sparky red head which is something new for me.
Presumably there was something odd with her, ADD ADHD, or some other minor intellectual processing quirk. She either didn't pay attention or only paid attention to things to the exclusion of all else. Since I myself as a child swung wildly between hyperfocus and flow states it was likely something in that class. Given the right conditions two people with those attributes could get up to some pretty kinky stuff in a sexual situation. I actually have some story projects with a similar nonchelont theme so I guess the dream was not unexpected - as the idea is already rattling around in my head.
I didn't actualy get up to anything in particular in the dream.. but there was a sense of.. anticipation related to the particular character of the girl in the dream. I woke just as the dream was about to explore that particular kinky territory.
Why this was such a saucy scenario? I shall attempt to elaborate below.
Essentially the girl in the dream had been a problem for years, and having reached adulthood there was little more the system could do for her in the way of assistance, and most of her peers and family were at a loss what to do with her. Aside from her particular quirk of singlemindedness, she was also strong headed and proud. The last of her support funding had dried up the moment she was legal aged - and she had lost her supervision - but she still wanted independance.
In the dream she had to find herself somewhere to live and for whatever reason had ended up in a shared household situation with myself. I was probably renting out a bedroom or such - and given the other issues had probably ended up the only available place willing to let her move in. As most such stories go - chances are there was some motivating tension or sexual undercurrent involved in both parties when they interviewed about the vacancy - and likely that had very shortly led to the initiation of romantic entanglement. Frankly her friends and family were surprised and a little impressed I could handle her idiosyncrasies. They had fully expected her to be evicted within days, and apparently by this part of the dream she had been living there for weeks - and said friends and family had dropped by numerous times to chuck up on things, only to find nothing amiss.
It wasn't that she was stupid, if anything she was slightly on the manic side of genius - She just didn't pay attention to things that didn't interest her. If she was concentrating on something, she would ignore everything else. The sort of person that would mess their knickers if they were reading a book, playing a video game, shopping or watching tv. If she was tired she would sleep, even if she was hungry, needed the toilet, on a couch, exploring the backyard or naked. She would just curl up and nap, even if it meant she soiled or exposed herself.
If she was hungry enough it got her attention she would go get some food, even if she hadn't gotten dressed yet. Prior to becoming an adult, those looking after her would forever be chasing her back from the door to stop her wandering off to play or buy a snack, because she hadn't been interested enough to get fully dressed.
If she even made it to the toilet most of the time she would be too preoccupied to remember to wipe, wash, flush or even take her pants off most of the time especially if she was attempting to multitask. Multitasking was not her thing. Even then something might catch her attention and she would wander off, warm liquid still running down her leg. As a child if she heard a kitten outside while in the bath - she would race out to play with it - giving no mind to modesty or mud.
Certainly she was not entirely oblivious to this - at times she would eventually make enough of a mess of herself to notice and get annoyed - particularly if she did make it halfway to the store and suddenly realized she had forgotten to put her shorts on, or her shorts were now ruined. Considering the warm climate and the chill local residents it never really got her in trouble. Certainly the local boys would be the last to complain if some topless or bottomless girl wandered into the milkbar to grab a pie while they were pretending not to be checking out the dirty magazines section.
After years having ruined countless beds, clothes and carpets, or wandered off for a stroll without her clothes on properly, spent years going to school forgetting underwear.. in one case even turning up with nothing on but her shoes and bag she eventually became a teenager. This could have been a very interesting few years of male attention and sex but with assistance staff forever chasing after her to keep her out of trouble it turned out mostly a non event.
Even the boys she did take a fancy to, were somewhat reluctant to do anything more than appreciate the view if she did forget to wear something. The one boy that had let her near him long enough to consider each other a couple had broken up with her within days - since she had an annoying tendancy to throw herself at him at innapropriate times. Schoolwork is hard enough without some hot redhead in class so preoccupied with making out, she decided to do it right there in the middle of class with him. This had led to her being moved to a special class with less distractions. Even then appropriate times became a sore point, since even outside of class she was so obsessed with making out with him - she would seek him out and frequently get so lost in the moment she would rather wet herself than interrupt the kiss. After a few incidents where his pants or socks were ruined, most of his classmates had started mocking him about it - he had been forced to break up with her. Being a teen sucks sometimes.
This of course is all backstory for the dream. (I have much too much imagination)
Needless to say the most erotic part of this dream was the fact that this girl now a women; was living with me - frequently forgot to wear anything, wet or soiled most of what she did wear, and if she needed to masterbate did it whenever the urge caught her - at least at home when there was no visitors. This urge usually making her completely forget things like closing doors or the fact I was sitting in the same room. Doors too seemed unimportant to her. She washed, changed, slept and toileted in complete indifference to myself, her location, open doorways or windows.
I Myself of course being totally turned on by the whole situation would happily wash her sheets, help her change out of wet clothes, get dressed, help her wash, prepare food and such. By the second day I had already stocked the house with matress protectors and easily washed sheets. By the first week, I had scotchguarded all the carpet or replaced it with lino. The girl literally had her own 5 star hotel catered perfectly for her lifestyle with herself as the sole resident. This of course meant putting up with her was no chore at all - so the idea of evicting her had not even crossed my mind - so the situation had worked out well for her much to the confusion of her friends and family who looked about her well maintained accomodation purplexed if this was the same girl. Then of course she would do something typically her, then they would look at me with wonder at my lack of concern. If she wandered in naked while company was present, i would simply grab a top or shorts as appropriate without breaking stride or conversation then simply position it such that she simply slipped it on the appopriate bit of anatomy while she was preoccupioed with whatever. Should she feel social and be chatting away happily to visitors and her knickers started filling with pee - i would casually toss a towel at her feet without a second thought. The motion became so natural that in many cases visitors didn't even notice anymore.
The few times she actually noticed she needed the toilet in time to go - didn't usually involve unimportant things such as the open (or closed) bathroom door, her underwear still being on.... or if I was in there already. She frequently wandered in if I was in the bath or shower. In one case I was already sitting on the toilet when she came in and sat on me, promptly wetting her knickers on my lap as she busily played a video game on her handheld device. After this toilet incident she had taken me as her lover as I had gone hard against her wet knickers as she sat on me and she had actually noticed I was under her. She had just finished the game and was so horny already - had I not been under her she probably would have casually started one of her masterbation sessions. With me there I became a much more preferable option. Here too things became interesting -she become so relentlessly preoccupied with sex - that she would let nothing interrupt it - even a full bladder. The fact I seemed to enjoy it so much no matter how much of a mess she made only motivated her further to make up for lost time from her lack of sex as a teen. She would just keep doing (or getting) whatever sexual activity she was engaging in and let things leak out as needed instead of interrupt her fun. This of course I loved. Especially if I was going down on her.
(For those wanting some eye candy - See here for a video of what that might be like- https://xhamster.com/videos/mistress...-mouth-xh1oBa4 )
I soon mostly replaced her habit of masturbating as she pleased, and she would instead have her way with me any time the urge struck, in whatever she had been wearing when it did.
(For an idea what that might look like see these: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.p...h5e370e7736db3 or https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.p...h5db739d5cd3b9 )
She by this stage was studying university at home, something she could do easily without the usual public distractions of a classroom - the only distraction being herself, since she often did so in a state of undress, damp clothes, and a small puddle under her. The most amusing part was during conference calls for her study she still behaved the same way. Wetting or masturbating while taking notes. The obvious issues there had been dealt with by replacing all the furniture in the house with similar ones trimming in vinyl instead. Also tilting her webcam up high enough it only showed her face, but there had been the odd funny moment when she got up for any reason mid lesson and flashed anyone looking at her feed that second. Most of her classmates of either gender took such rare incidents with good humor, and the teachers having seen many such lapses in their career just pretended not to notice. The less obvious issues was since she couldn't multitask well - if she was horny and needed to masturbate mid lesson, the distraction of needing a hand tended to distract her from learning anything from the lesson - a problem that was an even worse distraction if she didn't deal with it.
Once she had taken me as a lover of course, I was able to solve that problem for her - freeing up her hand and her mind for learning as I sat under her desk pleasuring her with my mouth instead.. which given the puddles that always eventually appeared under her seat during the long lessons- was all the more exciting if I happened to have my mouth on her when she made it.