I withheld a few details of this dream because they were simply too graphic. Still, I will remember this dream well for a long time. I am driving with <PERSON> along a road in south Austin, achain-link fence to my right. I look over and ask, "Shall we go home or toMisty's house or to your parent's house?" "Hone." I nod agreement and head in that direction. <PERSON> haschemo the following morning and I know she should get her rest. It is been anactive week. As we approach home I think, "But the house is SO damaged."Indeed the house is suffering from no maintenance and a room or two that arefalling apart. Inside the house is not too bad, for the most part, but I seem torecall the floor in my upstairs bedroom had caved in except along the edges ofthe room. The image in my mind is of a room with a gaping hole where the floorshould be and the contents spilling into the garage below. We go in and I set <PERSON> up watching a movie in theentertainment room, a large space downstairs where the dining room should be.The carpet seems to be missing from the room and it seems gloomy inside. I hangout in the hall right outside the room looking in. I can see the shape of a manin the room with her, perhaps a butler that I do not recall us having. Heresolves into a man wearing a tux and holding a silver platter as I think abouthis appearance. I realize I'mdreaming and direct my attention to themovie <PERSON> is watching. The TV is showing a movie about some strange creaturesthat are man-made, genetic monsters that seem very angry at their existence andhave a desire to kill humans (a predictable plot) though their original purposewas benign. They were created to help unlock the secrets of the genetic code, a3-billion year-old mystery that could be resolved with these creatures andtheir special abilities. They seem to have a seeing-power that can look backthrough genetic history to the earliest ages of life on the planet. Most of thecreatures seem to be upset with humans and how they have been treated but a fewhave evolved and become more intelligent. These kinder monsters wear clothesand have even formed their own government to help them coexist with humans. It'san interesting movie. Seeing as I am alone I spend some time pleasuring myself, alucid act that is more fun in some ways in a dream. Occasionally I look up tomake certain no one is watching. This goes on for several minutes. After a time <PERSON> needs something and I tell her I can get itfrom my room on the second floor. I head upstairs and walk into my old bedroomexpecting to see a gaping hole but instead I see the room is intact. The floorremains though it has settled in about six inches lower and in a square shapeas if it was by design. I presume the floor is unstable and I move along theedges of the room. I am approaching the side of the room where my old bed isand I start to slip into the gap. Knowing I only have a fraction of a secondbefore I fall in I leap to the opposite side, barely finding a purchase withenough of my body on the side to not cave in the floor. Getting back up I make my way to the bed and continuepleasuring myself as before. It feels really good and I recognize this as oneof my dream signs. The act itself stabilizes the dream and I am able to go onenjoying it. I really want to orgasm, the intense sensations I am experiencingalmost too good as I make good use of my hands. I am trying so hard to achievemy first really powerful dream orgasm but I am just not close enough. I know <PERSON> but I cannot seem to take myself over the edge, and I want to so bad. Ican imagine the feelings and I know how good it will be when I do but because Ikeep failing I wake up. In real life I am incredibly aroused and I wish I couldhave completed the act.
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