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Tuesday, December 22, 2020
Re: Having persistent erotic encounters in dreams; the solution that worked for me
I read a guest post here last week, Please help I'm Having persistent sexual intercourse in dreams! I was really touched and I felt I had to share my own story.
So many years ago, I was in the senior secondary school, class 1, still under the heat of puberty and raging with surges of testosterone. I wasn't exactly what you would call a womanizer at that point, but I liked girls, a lot. I had not had any sexual experience as at then.
I met a girl, a class ahead of me at the time. Jane was the very live-photocopy of what you see on the covers of fashion and adult magazines these days; quite shapely and slender, with all the curves perfectly positioned in the right places. She exuded this huge sexual aura. I don't know if this affected other people but I could hardly keep my cool around her. Anytime I remembered her, something always happened to my body, a kind of unusual thrill, and lots of skipped heartbeats.
She was quite popular, very well known among the staff and students. You see her nearly in every important activity of the school. You see boys openly admiring her. On the day she performed with her dance team during the valedictory ceremony of our then final year students, I had a huge and embarrassing hard-on, I won't bother you with the details here, but I had to sit back in the hall for another 3o minutes after the presentation, pretending to be sick, just so I could give 'little Joe' time to calm down.
Somehow, since our both classes were situated on the same block I saw more and more of her every school day. And she so loved to play with boys in my class.. Gradually she extended the familiarity to me. She was the chatty type and vulgar too. That didn't help my situation, because the effect of her aura on me got stronger with each day.
Then one day during our weekly social club presentation, the hall was full and many people had no seats. I was lucky to be among the very few that got seats. Among the many people standing and watching the event from window, was Jane. When she saw me, she signaled that she was tired of standing. Then the next thing I saw she was in the hall, and squeezed herself into the seat with me. It was as if a bowstring had been strung. Every part of my body was under high tension, fully aware that she was sharing a seat with me, I was feeling the contact. I had to bend in an awkward position like someone that caught cold, with my elbows on my laps to hide the struggle that was going on in my boxers. Her sexual aura was like at its peak that very moment.
At this point I wasn't part of the program anymore, my whole concentration was bent on controlling myself with Jane's so coveted ass squeezed in the small seat with me
I don't remember how long it was, but suddenly she changed position and decided to sit on my laps. That was the last straw! Ours was a mixed school and nobody actually cared at social events like this. Immediately her soft back reached my laps, my 'little Joe' revolted. It was a full hard-on. She must have felt it, because she turned and looked at me with an amused expression in her eyes. I tried every thing in my power to calm the fire, but it got even worse. Then gradually she began to move her waist in slow, back and forth movements. Stopping her was very out of the question. For a girl you had fancied for so long, with such deep sexual aura as hers, to sit on your laps, it was a war, that I doubted my chances of winning. My heart beat very fast, I was stuck.
It was a miracle how I managed not to 'pee' in my boxers right there and then.
After that experience she had me hooked up, and we had several meetups where several crazy stuff happened between us. She was my very first girl, and the strange attraction between us, surprisingly grew stronger and stronger even after I had eaten ' the forbidden fruit'. We could not get enough of each other. During this period too I began to see us in strange places in my dream, doing erotic things that would make your ears tingle. I didn't think much of this then, but began to have concerns when it continued even after we parted.
After we graduated and left college we saw no more of each other. We did not have phones then and by the time I got into the university and had another girlfriend, I didn't feel the need to search for her.
But my life changed, I saw more of her in my dreams, doing erotic stuff. It has been years now, but these dreams still happen, especially after every time I have romantic moments with my girlfriend. I wouldn't want to talk about the embarrassments of several wet dreams from such experiences.
I became frustrated and had to seek counsel. The frequency has reduced over the years. I feel hopeful with what my therapist said, that with time I would get over that effect, if I engaged more with other people, and directed my emotional and romantic focus away from her.
In the past three years I have managed to have only one girlfriend that I love so much, and she has been great, has helped me a lot through this as I told her everything about me from the very start of our relationship.
I believe that overcoming this kind of stuff needs a dedicated distraction and a lot of inner effort from the person involved, eventually, the mind will heal and the soul will adapt. Don't be afraid or ashamed to seek counsel if you feel it's getting beyond your power.
I hope this helps. View this and more on our main website at https://hopecompass.org/2020/12/22/re-having-persistent-erotic-encounters-in-dreams-the-solution-that-worked-for-me/
Re: Having persistent erotic encounters in dreams; the solution that worked for me
I read a guest post here last week, Please help I'm Having persistent sexual intercourse in dreams!
I was really touched and I feel I had to share my own story.
So many years ago, I was in the seniors secondary school, class 1, still under the heat of puberty and raging with surges of testosterone. I wasn't exactly what you would call a womanizer at that point, but I liked girls, a lot. I had not had any sexual experience as at then.
I met a girl, a class ahead of me at the time. Jane was the very live-photocopy of what you see on the covers of fashion and adult magazines these days; quite shapely and slender, with all the curves perfectly positioned in the right places. She exuded this huge sexual aura. I don't know if this affected other people but I could hardly keep my cool around her. Anytime I remembered her, something always happened to my body, a kind of unusual thrill, and lots of skipped heartbeats.
She was quite popular, very well known among the staff and students. You see her nearly in every important activity of the school. You see boys openly admiring her. On the day she performed with her dance team during the valedictory ceremony of our then final year students, I had a huge and embarrassing hard-on, I won't bother you with the details here, but I had to sit back in the hall for another 3o minutes after the presentation, pretending to be sick, just so I could give 'little Joe' time to calm down.
Somehow, since our both classes were situated on the same block I saw more and more of her every school day. And she so loved to play with boys in my class.. Gradually she extended the familiarity to me. She was the chatty type and vulgar too. That didn't help my situation, because the effect of her aura on me got stronger with each day.
Then one day during our weekly social club presentation, the hall was full and many people had no seats. I was lucky to be among the very few that got seats. Among the many people standing and watching the event from window, was Jane. When she saw me, she signaled that she was tired of standing. Then the next thing I saw she was in the hall, and squeezed herself into the seat with me. It was as if a bowstring had been strung. Every part of my body was under high tension, fully aware that she was sharing a seat with me, I was feeling the contact. I had to bend in an awkward position like someone that caught cold, with my elbows on my laps to hide the struggle that was going on in my boxers. Her sexual aura was like at its peak that very moment.
At this point I wasn't part of the program anymore, my whole concentration was bent on controlling myself with Jane's so coveted ass squeezed in the small seat with me
I don't remember how long it was, but suddenly she changed position and decided to sit on my laps. That was the last straw! Ours was a mixed school and nobody actually cared at social events like this. Immediately her soft back reached my laps, my 'little Joe' revolted. It was a full hard-on. She must have felt it, because she turned and looked at me with an amused expression in her eyes. I tried every thing in my power to calm the fire, but it got even worse. Then gradually she began to move her waist in slow, back and forth movements. Stopping her was very out of the question. For a girl you had fancied for so long, with such deep sexual aura as hers, to sit on your laps, it was a war, that I doubted my chances of winning. My heart beat very fast, I was stuck.
It was a miracle how I managed not to 'pee' in my boxers right there and then.
After that experience she had me hooked up, and we had several meetups where several crazy stuff happened between us. She was my very first girl, and the strange attraction between us, surprisingly grew stronger and stronger even after I had eaten ' the forbidden fruit'. We could not get enough of each other. During this period too I began to see us in strange places in my dream, doing erotic things that would make your ears tingle. I didn't think much of this then, but began to have concerns when it continued even after we parted.
After we graduated and left college we saw no more of each other. We did not have phones then and by the time I got into the university and had another girlfriend, I didn't feel the need to search for her.
But my life changed, I saw more of her in my dreams, doing erotic stuff. It has been years now, but these dreams still happen, especially after every time I have romantic moments with my girlfriend. I wouldn't want to talk about the embarrassments of several wet dreams from such experiences.
I became frustrated and had to seek counsel. The frequency has reduced over the years. I feel hopeful with what my therapist said, that with time I would get over that effect, if I engaged more with other people, and directed my emotional and romantic focus away from her.
In the past three years I have managed to have only one girlfriend that I love so much, and she has been great, has helped me a lot through this as I told her everything about me from the very start of our relationship.
I believe that overcoming this kind of stuff needs a dedicated distraction and a lot of inner effort from the person involved, eventually, the mind will heal and the soul will adapt. Don't be afraid or ashamed to seek counsel if you feel it's getting beyond your power.
I hope this helps. View this and more on our main website at https://hopecompass.org/2020/12/22/re-having-persistent-erotic-encounters-in-dreams-the-solution-that-worked-for-me/
Re: Having persistent erotic encounters in dreams; the solution that worked for me
I read a guest post here last week, Please help I'm Having persistent sexual intercourse in dreams!
I was really touched and I feel I had to share my own story.
So many years ago, I was in the seniors secondary school, class 1, still under the heat of puberty and raging with surges of testosterone. I wasn't exactly what you would call a womanizer at that point, but I liked girls, a lot. I had not had any sexual experience as at then.
I met a girl, a class ahead of me at the time. Jane was the very live-photocopy of what you see on the covers of fashion and adult magazines these days; quite shapely and slender, with all the curves perfectly positioned in the right places. She exuded this huge sexual aura. I don't know if this affected other people but I could hardly keep my cool around her. Anytime I remembered her, something always happened to my body, a kind of unusual thrill, and lots of skipped heartbeats.
She was quite popular, very well known among the staff and students. You see her nearly in every important activity of the school. You see boys openly admiring her. On the day she performed with her dance team during the valedictory ceremony of our then final year students, I had a huge and embarrassing hard-on, I won't bother you with the details here, but I had to sit back in the hall for another 3o minutes after the presentation, pretending to be sick, just so I could give 'little Joe' time to calm down.
Somehow, since our both classes were situated on the same block I saw more and more of her every school day. And she so loved to play with boys in my class.. Gradually she extended the familiarity to me. She was the chatty type and vulgar too. That didn't help my situation, because the effect of her aura on me got stronger with each day.
Then one day during our weekly social club presentation, the hall was full and many people had no seats. I was lucky to be among the very few that got seats. Among the many people standing and watching the event from window, was Jane. When she saw me, she signaled that she was tired of standing. Then the next thing I saw she was in the hall, and squeezed herself into the seat with me. It was as if a bowstring had been strung. Every part of my body was under high tension, fully aware that she was sharing a seat with me, I was feeling the contact. I had to bend in an awkward position like someone that caught cold, with my elbows on my laps to hide the struggle that was going on in my boxers. Her sexual aura was like at its peak that very moment.
At this point I wasn't part of the program anymore, my whole concentration was bent on controlling myself with Jane's so coveted ass squeezed in the small seat with me
I don't remember how long it was, but suddenly she changed position and decided to sit on my laps. That was the last straw! Ours was a mixed school and nobody actually cared at social events like this. Immediately her soft back reached my laps, my 'little Joe' revolted. It was a full hard-on. She must have felt it, because she turned and looked at me with an amused expression in her eyes. I tried every thing in my power to calm the fire, but it got even worse. Then gradually she began to move her waist in slow, back and forth movements. Stopping her was very out of the question. For a girl you had fancied for so long, with such deep sexual aura as hers, to sit on your laps, it was a war, that I doubted my chances of winning. My heart beat very fast, I was stuck.
It was a miracle how I managed not to 'pee' in my boxers right there and then.
After that experience she had me hooked up, and we had several meetups where several crazy stuff happened between us. She was my very first girl, and the strange attraction between us, surprisingly grew stronger and stronger even after I had eaten ' the forbidden fruit'. We could not get enough of each other. During this period too I began to see us in strange places in my dream, doing erotic things that would make your ears tingle. I didn't think much of this then, but began to have concerns when it continued even after we parted.
After we graduated and left college we saw no more of each other. We did not have phones then and by the time I got into the university and had another girlfriend, I didn't feel the need to search for her.
But my life changed, I saw more of her in my dreams, doing erotic stuff. It has been years now, but these dreams still happen, especially after every time I have romantic moments with my girlfriend. I wouldn't want to talk about the embarrassments of several wet dreams from such experiences.
I became frustrated and had to seek counsel. The frequency has reduced over the years. I feel hopeful with what my therapist said, that with time I would get over that effect, if I engaged more with other people, and directed my emotional and romantic focus away from her.
In the past three years I have managed to have only one girlfriend that I love so much, and she has been great, has helped me a lot through this as I told her everything about me from the very start of our relationship.
I believe that overcoming this kind of stuff needs a dedicated distraction and a lot of inner effort from the person involved, eventually, the mind will heal and the soul will adapt. Don't be afraid or ashamed to seek counsel if you feel it's getting beyond your power.
I hope this helps. View this and more on our main website at https://hopecompass.org/2020/12/22/re-having-persistent-erotic-encounters-in-dreams-the-solution-that-worked-for-me/
Wednesday, December 16, 2020
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Tuesday, December 15, 2020
Please help, I'm Having persistent sexual intercourse in dreams!
I have a serious problem that I do not know how to talk to anyone about. I have read some of the articles here and I hope some people here might be able to help me out of this mess.
7 years ago I lived with my mom and two sisters in a neighborhood at Manhattan Beach before I got my admission and left for College.
There was this young woman that came to live in the neighborhood, rented a whole apartment to herself a stone's throw from where I lived with my mom and two sisters. This lady should be in her late twenties at the time. She was really good looking with all the curves very well lined in the right places. I was just a teenager of 15. I don't know how, but I instantly got attracted to her. I would think about her all day and many times I would offer to go do our grocery shopping, just so I could pass by her window or even meet her at the popular store in the neighborhood, as I was lucky enough to, a number of times. There were so many things different about her, she had no friends visiting, not even a cell phone, and so many other weird stuff that I was too naïve to notice.
I developed this heavy crush on her, so deep and strong that I was losing control of myself. And one day we came back from the store together. She talked to me like she had known me all along. Asked my age, an every other detail that girls normally asked of boys they liked. I was thrilled. I am a handsome guy, have always been, but then at that place and time I didn't think she would be interested in me that way.
After talking excitedly about myself for God-knows-how-long, to which she listened with keen interest, I asked her then, about herself. She didn't tell me much; her name is Mara (Her real name changed here for personal reasons) and she came from New Orleans, and just got a new job at the nearby health center. A nurse.
We parted and she asked me to come see her sometime. I promised her I would, so very excited for the invitation from a girl I was crushing my heart out for. I passed by her window many evenings after that and we had very friendly waves at each other, I was smiling from ear to ear. and so many evenings like that , for some weeks.
Then I got sick, really sick. I could not think of any other person but my nurse friend to talk to. It was as if she was already waiting for me . She had me checked out, temperature and stuff. Then said I was gonna wait over at her place and have some injections and drip. It was that serious.
I had my mom and sisters know I was going to see a friend and would not e coming home that night. They had no idea I wasn't okay.
That night she served hamburger in a way I'd never had it before. And then she started treatment. She was exceptionally tender with me, the injections, drip and everything. I slept on her own bed. I could not remember everything but I knew that I opened my eyes to see her lying beside me half uncovered, and staring deeply at me.
She quickly drew up the covers over herself the moment she noticed I had woken up. I can't describe the perfection of her beauty, nor the tender skin that shone like natural honey when it is exposed to early morning sun. I had crushed on her all along, but now, without knowing it, I desired her.
I thought of crushed ice, lime, and even 'pig-face' - the ugliest boy in our prep class. But the little beast under my shorts would not be threatened. She saw it, even as her hands held the cover to her chest her eyes rested there.
To save you the long story, we both tried to pretend it never happened, and I recovered, with her treatment. She got me medication from the health center to be taking at home.
About two months after, I had this strange dream of a woman lying on top of me and kissing me deeply. I could not see the face, but it evoked a high erotic tension in me, that I woke up with wetness in my pajamas.
Somehow, My relationship with Mara grew. My admiration for her grew with each passing day. I began to desire her more than I ever desired anything. It always got unbearably stronger each time I was with her. The image of her half-clad body on that night still hung on in my consciousness. Though I had not seen a woman naked as at then, the image had this effect on me that I had no words to describe.
One Friday night, I went to see her. We ate and told stories, late into the night. And she persuaded me to stay the night. I didn't think twice before accepting. Anything that would keep me close to her was readily welcome.
We showered separately and I went to bed before her as I showered first. I knew when she left for the bathroom, and I was already far away to dreamland when the sound of her bedroom door opening woke me up. She had only towels around her. She did not ask me to look away. Instead her eyes took on a new expression in them, one I had not seen in a woman's eyes before, as she advanced to the bed.
Something like the picture below
Mara sat down, and with a lot of grace got herself lying beside me and tucking herself under the big blanket, which was also covering me. I began to sweat, despite the murderously cold weather. I was having a warm feeling reaching up from my spine to my brain and spreading to the rest of my body.
Then she whispered my name. Instantly something hardened in my shorts and stuck its head up under the cover. She saw it, and the look in my eyes. I had read and watched romance series, but this was different, it had a supernatural force that so thickened the air that it could generate enough power to drive a dynamo. She reached out under the cover...
I woke up much later, a changed person. I had lost my virginity, to Mara. She had taken me, in the weirdest way ever, It was extra-ordinary sex, nothing normal about it. It was a night that I would never forget. I will spare you the details as they are quite too erotic. We had more and more nights like that, for another three months.
Then one certain night, she told me she was going to leave town, and she left. She did not tell me where she was going to, no matter how hard I pressed her. I had no address, no way to reach her. All I got, was that last kiss, before she said, "I am not leaving you, don't worry.."
Since that time, I had never had a girlfriend, something always happened to break the relationship. Almost every night I see her in my dreams, having erotic moments. These always felt so real beyond the dream experience, often ending in ejaculations. At the beginning I thought this was going to stop, but see me here, after 7 years. It happens almost everyday. I remember those last words, and I get really scared.
I could not talk to anybody about this because I didn't now how to. But this has come to far, and I know I really need help. I need to find a way to stop her from tormenting me. I have tried to search for solutions online, have tried many things all to no avail. Please help. View this and more on our main website at https://hopecompass.org/2020/12/15/sexual-intercourse-in-dreams/
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