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venerdì 25 maggio 2012

Dreams!



Dreams are very strange. I had a very wierd one last night. As you may have guessed I have lived in the Uk and now live in Italy. Both countries have a very different idea of what a queue is. My dream is about a queue. If anyone can interpret it please get in touch!

I am lying on a bed in a very sanitised and furniture free room. The walls are white and I am strapped to a bed by my arms.


 My legs are outstretched and open. In front of me I can see a large window. Behind the window are many faces. All are looking at my cunt and wanking..


Suddenly a bell rings and a number counter above the bed rings up the number 1. In walks a man with a very erect penis he puts a ticket with the number 1 by my head,, he mounts me and fucks me.




I look at the clock above the door and the clock has moved 17 seconds. He pulls himself out and leaves the room. and as he does the counter moves to 2 and another very excited man enters.  He again has a ticket this time with the number 2 on,.he mounts me and fucks me for 18 seconds and then leaves.

This goes on and on and until the number counter reaches 50. A black man then appears with a very large penis he  enters the room and turns me over and fucks my arse.





 He seems to go on and on and my arse feels very sore but I am very excited.



He ejaculates and leaves and then the number counter starts to move backwards and shows 49. In enters a man, who again has a ticket with the number 49 on, he jumps on the bed and proceeds to fuck my very sore arse.


This goes on and on until we get back to the number 1. In this time the only sound is the sound I make which is sobbing, moaning, crying out etc, the noise of the bed, the number counter and the clock. Not one word is spoken by any of the men. Neither do they make any noise when they orgasm.




Although satiated by the many cocks that have entered me I am not totally satisfied. Not one man has shown any real apprecaition of what has taken place. I have no idea whether they enjoyed the experience or not. The silence is both threatening and unnerving.

And then suddenly I wake up and I can feel a warm sensation between my legs and the bed is wet.



Amazing but true!

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

0039 3281769818

giovedì 22 marzo 2012

Wet Dreams!


Last night I had the weirdest of dreams. Having a dream was not weird as dreaming is not a rare occcurence as I do dream a lot!!!!  I usually then look them up in my special book to find the number associated with this dream and this becomes one of my lottery numbers! But I have never had a dream as the one I have described below.

My dream took place at a Naples game at San Paolo.



 I was in the middle of a large group of men. They were all shouting and waving flags and banners. The strange thing was me, I was totally naked!


And although totally naked nobody was looking at or touching me. I was just naked in the middle of a group of men who were concentrating on matters taking place on the pitch.


All of a sudden Cavani scored. As he turned to celebrate he began removing his shirt. His shirt was heavily stained with sweat and toil and he swung it round and round.



 As he reached the area that separated the supporters from the players he seemed to catch a glimpse of me. He then gave a large grin and swung the shirt towards me.

The shirt rotated in the air and as in slow motion descended to where I was standing. The crowd around me watched, their mouths open. And the shirt landed atop of my head. Around me there was silence.

Cavani looked at me and beckoned me to put the shirt on. And I did! The shirt covered my once  naked body. He then waved and ran off!

All of a sudden the mood of the people around me changed. They suddenly went from being indifferent to being a mad crazy mob. Their hands and mouths were all over me. However, their touch was not gentle but violent and painful. I was pinched and grabbed in all my personal places and my body burnt from their ferocity.



And then I woke up. Now I have no idea what this dream means. Anyone out there willing to help?


Keep dreaming.

Daria

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

0039 3281769818