Stack when I went to bed:
No dreams that I remember.
I woke up this morning to feed the cat, then went back to bed.
Changed up the stack a bit:
I started in with “Wild Signals”…This is the music from the scene in “Close Encounters of the Third Kind” and the humans are the Mother Ship are first “conversing” with the music.
Dreamed about the SAME house from the dream in the last post. But saw more of it and realized it’s a sort of “duplex” unit, and my friend from Australia is in the other half. He and his wife.
I then tell them “Wow, I guess I’m in Australia!”
At one point, he and I are walking through my part of the house, and there is a tiger in the room, and he’s trying to keep it calm and that isn’t’ working.
I grab a pillow and put it on the tiger’s head and start rubbing the tiger’s head through the pillow. And scratching behind its ears. I tell my friend, “It’s a cat, cats LOVE being scratched behind the ears.”
The tiger lays down, purring, and I motion for my friend to go out of the room. When the tiger is very relaxed, I then bolt for the door. It’s a screen door, and I shut it just as the tiger makes it to the door growling.
I command it “Relax” and it does. I say “I’ll be back later. It’s OK.”
Tiger then curls up in a ball and goes to sleep in the middle of the floor.
There are lots of other dream parts that happen before and after this, but the important part seems to be when I somehow later find myself back in this room. The tiger is nowhere to be seen. Just a beautiful blonde woman. Literally the most beautiful woman I have EVER seen.
I say something, and she says “I’m the tiger.” Then she goes on to say something along the lines of “You freed me” or “You changed me”.
I then say “WOW.” and I start rubbing her behind her ears, and she moans and squirms and starts cumming right there and we make love.
Later, I find myself in what seems to be a sort of mating ceremony. Tons of guys such as myself in a different chair, holding shapes cut out of filter paper. Like coffee filter paper.
The idea is that each woman will randomly pick a shape out of a container and be paired with whichever man has the shape she gets.
My blonde woman is there and picks my shape.
She comes to my chair and we start kissing passionately.
At some point, I am on stage telling the other guys it’s OK to have sex with whichever woman they get. Then I say “Hell, I had sex with my woman already last night and came inside her! It was GREAT!”
Suddenly the organizers of this event take my woman away and say I broke the rule of not waiting until the ceremony to “cum inside her.”
I’m suddenly paired with a kinda large woman. (I don’t call women fat).
At first I have her kneel so she can give me head.
Right as she starts, I think “This isn’t fair to her. She deserves a baby like every other woman.”
So I have her stand up, and we start kissing and then have sex.
This is the closest I can think of to her hair. But imagine double the length, and it’s blonde.
Actress Brea Grant