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What your sexy dreams really mean?

Published 06/25/2012 by Sensi Boutique

Aside from being a naughty bedtime treat, your sizzling visions give  a fascinating peek into your psyche. At some point, we’ve all gotten lucky in dreamland. Whether your racy reverie is red hot(bedding Josh Hartnett) or just strange (knocking boots with the guy who signs your paycheck), there’s a reason why it popped into your head. “

Sexy dreams reveal your desires and anxieties,” says Gillian Holloway, PhD, author of Erotic Dreams.“Your subconscious uses these raw, lustful situations to sort out emotions you may not be confronting in waking life.” Sure, maybe you already know dreams serve as a portal to your psyche, but you might not realize how obscure their implications can be. In fact, your dirtiest scenes often aren’t about sex at all.

 

Oh, and those “innocent” imaginings where you’re flying in the sky or brushing your hair? Loaded with sexual meaning. While everyone’s nocturnal fantasies and day-to-day issues vary, Cosmo asked dream experts to shed light on the most common sexy shut-eye musings. Get the scoop before bed tonight.

DECODING YOUR SEX DREAMS

Getting Passionate with a Wacky Partner

A dream where you’re scorching the sheets with your boss or best buddy? Yikes. Although you may assume this scandalous vision means you harbor hot-and-heavy feelings, the actual implications are generally PG. “You probably admire a quality that person possesses and want to develop it within yourself,” explains Patricia Garfield, PhD, author of Creative Dreaming. Maybe you crave the head honcho’s success or wish you had your friend’s confidence.

On lucky nights, a Hollywood hottie, like Patrick Dempsey, might make a guest appearance. While celeb sex dreams could just be mental candy your brain has cooked up for fun, there’s probably more to it. “To singles, it’s a reminder that amazing prospects are out there, and it also clues you in to the kind of man you want,” says Garfield.

If you’re already one half of a twosome, it may point to a yearning for a trait your guy lacks or — if you’re blissfully content — affirm you’ve scored with a star-quality man. In this case, you’ve found your McDreamy.

No Place to Get Busy

You’re on a hunt for a place to have sex with your man, but problems arise that make hooking up impossible. “This suggests a loss of intimacy between you and him,” explains Holloway. “Women tend to have this dream before or after a breakup.” Although you’ve struggled to make it work, something — like mismatched goals — has prevented it.

However, if you and your man are happily coupled, the dream may indicate that there’s an obstacle you’re trying to overcome — maybe it’s a long-distance issue or even just that you’re unsure what the future holds.

Having Sex for All  to See

Right in the middle of a XXX romp, you suddenly realize you’re onstage or in a roomful of people…with all eyes on you. “If the crowd makes you self-conscious, you could be worried that people are gossiping about your relationship,” says Holloway. Think about it: Are you afraid your pals don’t like him? Did  you start dating while he was still with someone else? On the other  hand, should being in the spotlight feel deliciously naughty, it means  you have a hankering to flaunt your sizzling sex life to the world.

Cheating  on Your Man

It’s pretty unsettling to imagine getting busy  behind your guy’s back. “You usually dream of sleeping with someone else  soon after taking a major relationship step, like getting engaged,”  says Holloway. “Any uneasiness about making such a huge life change can  manifest in your dreams.” It doesn’t mean you have regrets; you’re just  experiencing normal concerns, like that you’re missing out on other  potential mates or you’ll one day discover he’s not right for you.

On the flip side: “If your man’s the unfaithful one, ask yourself if  you’re resenting him for some reason,” suggests Holloway. “This dream  can expose feelings of emotional abandonment, like maybe he’s working a  lot or you’re more serious about your bond than he is.”

DECIPHERING SUBLIMINAL SEX MESSAGES

Flying Through the Sky

You’ve had a mind-blowing booty session recently, right? That would explain why you’re soaring in your sleep. “The freewheeling rush you get from whizzing through the air could be a mental celebration of great sex,” explains Garfield. “The thrilling sensations in the dream are similar to the high you experience when you climax.” If you haven’t had a hot hookup lately, the aerial illusions may be related to an intense romantic encounter, like going out with a guy you really like or hearing the L word from your beau for the first time.

A  Man Holding a Phallic Object Appears

Okay, if you dream of a guy with a baseball bat in hand or a log hoisted under his arm, heads up. “It means there’s a man in your life whom you’re attracted to, but either you’re not fully aware of your feelings or you don’t want to admit you’re into him,” says Holloway. The object of your affection may be someone who is totally not your type or an off-limits guy, like your man’s best bud. And just so you know, the guy you’re secretly lusting after may not necessarily be the hose-wielding hottie in your reverie.

An Animal  Encounter

When a stallion makes a late-night appearance, it suggests you’re getting in touch with your wild side. “Galloping on a horse symbolizes that you feel alive, liberated, and in control sexually,” says Holloway. The rhythm and speed of riding feels similar to the steady tempo of sex (as does any rhythmic motion, from swinging to climbing stairs, notes Garfield), and being atop a huge, powerful animal echoes the exhilaration of being with a man.

Not all animal-related scenarios are positive though. If scaly reptiles give you the heebie-jeebies, then a snake nightmare (hello, talk about phallic!) points to worries you have, possibly about sex, according to Gayle Delaney, PhD, author of All About Dreams. “Also, most people connect snakes with being sneaky,” adds Garfield. “This dream could signal you’ve subconsciously picked up on the fact that a guy you’ve been seeing is using you for sex or hiding something about his sexual past.” Call it intuition…in fantasy form.

You  Suddenly Have Superlong Locks

Envisioning a Rapunzel-like mane while mid-REM serves as a carnal wake-up call — you have been putting sex on the back burner and are ready to devote due energy to satisfying your erotic drive. “Long hair represents sensuality and femininity, encouraging you to let your natural impulses rule,” says Holloway. So stop snoozing on your sex life and seek out the kind of action you’ve only, uh, dreamed of.

Originator: Cosmopolitan

Doing Dishes

Published 03/15/2012 by Sensi Boutique
I’m washing dishes again.  I feel like that’s all I do, all day long…but I love every moment of it.  I barely get started on a sink full before I start letting my mind wander to one of my favorite fantasies.  I check the clock and sigh a little…you should be home soon.  The thought of that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and my heart beat a little faster.  For months, I’ve thought about what it might be like for you to come home to me.  The time is finally here and I’ve never been happier.

I bring myself back to reality just as the water is about to overflow out of the sink.  I laugh a little at myself and get back to my task at hand.  I begin to slowly wash the dishes from lunch as my mind wanders.  I begin thinking about those first well-placed kisses I’ll receive when you get in from work.  I get excited as I think about your soft lips on my neck, one hand in my curls and the other settled on my hip.  I imagine your hand wandering up just a bit to graze the side of my breast…your lips trailing kisses to my ear.  I can almost hear your sultry voice and feel your breath on my ear as you whisper ‘Hello’.  Shivers run up and down my spine and my head rolls back just a bit.  I moan your name very quietly to myself.

Just as I begin to lose myself in my fantasy, I hear the door open.  You are home!  I turn and smile as you come into the kitchen.  You come to me and it’s exactly as I thought it would be.  Your lips on my neck, hand on my hip.  I can tell by the insistency of your kisses that you’ve spent the day fantasizing about the same thing.

My hands are wet.  I want to entwine my fingers into your hair just the way you like but you have me pinned against the sink, my back to you.  Your hand is softly moving up my hip and around to cup my breast lightly.  The hand in my curls moves down my shoulder and I can feel your fingertips playing down my arm to my wrist.

My hands are holding onto the sink now…my knees are weak with desire and I feel like the only solid things in the world are the edge of this sink full of sudsy water and your body.  Your kisses are warm and wet and I know what you want.  Your hand moves to squeeze my ass while the other one squeezes my breast.  I moan into your kiss and move my hips involuntarily to press back against you.  That is when I feel it…you came home ready for me.

I get so wet at the feel of your strapped-on cock that it’s almost like the Amazon between my thighs.  I continue to roll my hips so my ass presses back against you.  I know how much you love this…I know how much you desire me.  I can feel it in your kisses.  Your squeezing becomes more urgent…my knees are getting weaker.  I need you…now.  You sense my need and before I know it you have pulled the hem of my skirt up and opened the front of your khakis.  I close my eyes and can see you pulling your cock out in perfect detail in my mind.

I bend over the sink and offer myself to you.  One hand is holding the cock…teasing it up and down my slit, barely parting my lips.  The other hand is firmly wrapped in my hair and tugging just a bit.  I moan quietly and beg you to enter me.  My body is on fire for you.  I feel like the phoenix, burning up and so close to ashes.  You finally slide into me…my pussy stretching tight to take all of you in.  I whimper with desire as you fill me.  Your body is pressed tight to mine and you stay put for a moment.  I’m enjoying the fullness of having you so deep inside.  You begin stroking in and out of me painfully slow at first.  I’m throbbing for you.  Hungry for your touch on every inch of my skin.

Your slow pulling and pushing is driving me mad…I want you to fuck me.  I want you to make me moan.  I want to muffle my screams of passion by biting my lip until it bleeds.  You begin to enter me a little quicker…still pulling out slowly, but pushing yourself back in with force.  I moan your name and you move quicker still.

I grip the sink and close my eyes tighter.  You begin fucking me with quick, long strokes.  I loosen my grip with one hand and reach between my thighs to tease my clit while you continue stretching my pussy around your cock.  My thighs quiver and I press myself back against you, hungry for more.  You grab my hips and pull me tight onto you.  I quicken the pace of my fingers on my clit while you hold yourself tight inside me.  I can feel the orgasm begin deep in my belly and I moan your name over and over…begging you to stay still…filling me while I cum.  I toss my head back and bite my lip.  My body quivers and I am cumming.  I can feel your body tense up and I know you have finished right along with me.

As I begin to relax I am already thinking about the things I long to do to you once we get upstairs in our room.  I grin secretly and sigh.  My body eases up and I feel you slide out of me nice and slow.  Your arms are around me and I lean back against you.  You whisper ‘Hello, baby’ in my ear and I giggle softly.  What I’m really thinking is that was one helluva hello.  You turn me around and I smile at you…you look tired but I know you’ll let me play for just a bit longer.

My smile grows into a sly grin as I slowly drop to my knees before you.  My eyes locked on yours, peeking up above my glasses.  I keep my eyes on yours as I begin teasing the tip of your wet cock with my tongue…tasting myself on you.  I swirl my tongue around and slowly begin sliding you into my mouth and down my throat.  Your hands are instantly in my hair…pushing me onto you.  I moan around you and back my head up.  Removing my mouth and kissing the very tip, I smile playfully up at you and whisper ‘Let’s go to bed…’

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Demi & April’s Exciting Night

Published 03/10/2012 by Sensi Boutique

Demi saw April through the haze of candlelight, biting her hand as she clutched her chopsticks with shaking fingers, and smiled.

“Does that feel good, you dirty girl?”

April nodded briskly. “Y-yes… It’s really good… but it’s going to be hard to eat anything like this…”

Demi reached into her purse, felt for the remote, and turned the vibrations up higher. “Well, you’ll just have to try harder, won’t you,” she crooned. April gasped, clutched the table edge with both hands, biting her lip. Demi turned the vibrations back down to low again. “But it’s ok… we can get cartons for the leftovers. Just enjoy the ride for now, you kinky slut.”

“Yes, baby…”

Demi turned the vibrations up a little, but not too high. At that moment, the waitress parted the cracked-open bead curtain of their booth and stuck her head inside. “Everything all right, ladies? Can I get you any refills?” Demi looked at April, saw how she was trembling, struggling to conceal her pleasure and suppress her climax, and turned up the vibrations another notch. She looked back over at the waitress, at her flowing hair, red lips, and luscious figure, and smiled wantonly.

“Everything is wonderful. The sushi is delicious, and you’re such a delightful waitress. We’re good for now, thank you.”

The waitress (Caroline, her name tag said) blushed, smiled, nodded, and stepped out. Demi wondered if her blush was from the compliment (she knew how rare and appreciated they were in the service industry) or from desire. Perhaps both? Well, a girl could dream, at least…

She heard a small gasp and looked over at April. She was coming hard on the bench, with her eyes closed and her free hand in a fist. She watched her shaking, riding out her orgasm.

April leaned back and took a few breaths, coming down. “Oh god baby… that was intense.”

Demi leaned forward on her hands. “I knew you were a naughty little slut. You liked that that hot waitress almost saw you cum, didn’t you?”

April just bit her lip and looked at her lover breathlessly, with admiration and lust in her eyes.

 

 

Later that night, after they went back to April’s apartment and they had finished putting April’s leftovers in the fridge, Demi felt April come up behind her and press her naked breasts against her back seductively, licking her neck, and pressing her gently into the fridge.

April cupped Demi’s breasts, kneading them gently and then pinching her nipples. “All that excitement and I still want more of you… I guess I must be insatiable.”

The feel of April’s body and breath on her neck made Demi’s panties flood with moisture. “You bad girl… I’ll just have to fuck you till you beg for mercy then, won’t I?” She whirled around suddenly, grabbing April by the wrists and pinning her against the fridge. She kissed her quickly but passionately, then spun her around and collected her wrists in one hand. With the other she spanked her pert ass, delighting in the gasps that came out of her when her palm connected with the white flesh of her behind. After half a dozen slaps, she stopped, and April wriggled her butt wantonly, hoping for more.

Demi pressed her mouth to her ear. “Off to the bedroom with you, you little slut. You’ll be getting more of that. I’m going to show you what happens to bad girls.”

April sighed with lust, and once Demi released her wrists she obediently headed over to the bedroom. Demi followed close behind, admiring the view of her ass along the way.

 

 

Demi stood over the bed, wearing only her favorite strap-on dildo. April was on all fours on the bed,

clutching the bars of the headboard, waiting. Demi strode over closer to April’s head. “Little slut. Now lick my pussy, baby. You know you want to.” April buried her face in Demi’s pussy, licking with wild abandon. She ate her eagerly, vigorously, and within only a few minutes Demi was coming hard, clutching her head to her, closing her eyes and arching her back. Her juices flooded April’s mouth, and

she reached for the headboard and rested as April licked her lips and smiled with satisfaction. Demi grabbed her by the hair and gave her a few wet kisses. “You naughty girl. You’re really going to get it now.” She pulled her hair a little harder and licked her way down her neck, then sat her up and sucked each of her nipples in turn with she massaged her breasts. She kissed her again, more forcefully, and slipped her hand down to her smooth pussy without breaking the kiss. She dipped her finger into her wetness and then rubbed her juices over and around her clit. April gasped and moaned into her mouth, writhing with delight.

Without warning, Demi pushed her down on all fours and climbed onto the bed behind her. She pulled a pair of silk rope cuffs out of their bedside toy box and draped them over April’s back softly. “Feel that, baby? You know what I’m gonna do with you, don’t you?”

April moaned and nodded her head eagerly, biting into her lip.

“That’s right, slut. Now hold out your wrists. Good girl.” Demi bound April’s wrists behind her back and grabbed the center of the cuffs with one hand, pushing her down a little at the same time. With the other she picked up a bottle of lube and poured a small amount on the dildo. With how wet April was already, she didn’t need much. Once she set the lube back down, she grabbed onto April’s hip and thrust into her hard.

She fucked her vigorously, relentlessly, reveling in every moan of pleasure, every burst of wetness on her thighs. She knew how much April loved to be fucked like this, and that made her want to fuck her all the harder. She thrusted into her, over and over, telling her she was a bad girl, telling her how she was going to fuck her till she was raw, telling her to take it. She made her cum one, two, three times, and then she pulled back on her hair with one hand and rubbed her sensitized clit with the other while she whispered in her ear. “You wanted to cum in front of that waitress, didn’t you? Bet you would have liked her to see you naked and writhing, with your juices gushing out of your little cunt spraying onto her. If only we could have brought her back here… I’d be pushing your face into her sweet little pussy while I fucked you rotten.” April screamed then, throwing her head back and spraying her ejaculate everywhere. Demi pushed the strap-on all the way up her cunt, and left it there as April rode out her orgasm. The bed was drenched. Their bodies were dripping. April collapsed back onto the bed. They shared a sweet, passionate kiss. April smiled and giggled happily. “I think now would be a good time for a shower…”

Demi couldn’t have agreed more.

 

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