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Erotic Dream

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At my age, erotic dreams are quite rare, but last night I had a whopper. In the dream, I went to a whore house, something that I have never done in real life. The lady at the front led me down a hallway which was lined with cubicles, not much bigger that the small beds in them. There were no doors (or walls) that I could note, and I could see inside each one. They were all empty. Each cublical was lined with cedar wood boards and looked very warm and inviting. The beds were covered with with sheets, but had no blankets. I was led to a cubical near the end of the hall, and lay down on my side, fully clothed. The light was quite dim.

Soon a girl came into my room. She was nude, sporting full round tits with large dark nipples (which are a turn on for me). Really young and appealing. Without saying a word, she sat down near my knees and started to undo my belt and fly. I turned onto my back so she could pull my pants down. I reached out to touch her, and my fingers slid up her leg until I could feel her pussy. I immediately started to finger her clit until she got very wet. I would take my wet finger out of her pussy and wipe her juices on her very furry bush (another turn on). I would then put it back in and stroke her some more. This activity went on for some time. She was rubbing my cock through my underpants. I felt incredibly horny. She started to pull my underpants off.

At that point, I became chicken and got up, dressed and left. As I walked down the long hallway, I could see into all the cubicals. They were full of guys with whores and the screwing scenes were unreal. Most were fucking, but one guy was getting a blow job. No on seemed to care that I was watching, though some had pulled up the sheets to cover their ass. One girl was sitting backwards on a fellow, and he was really humping her, causing her tits to bounce like crazy. I stopped and watched them for a few moments.

I finally got outside and felt glad that I had escaped, at which point I woke up with a very hard cock. It was only 4:15 in the morning. I pushed my hard cock against my wife, but she didn't wake up, so I did not disturb her furhter. I stroked myself off and unloaded a gusher.

The dream is really curious. I wish I was brave enough to tell a psychiatrist to see if it had any meaning. If you have any thoughts on the matter, please write.



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