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Weird Ass Dream

snatcher069

Violating the parole
So, I was just taking a nap and awoke from the strangest dream. Figured the sooner I get it down, the less likely I'll forget. So, I'm a pornstar. Apparently not a well-known one based on the grief Randy West and Marc Davis are giving me. They keep on getting all the top-name ladies and I'm getting the up and comers. Anyway, we're on location. Looks like a house in England. It's all foggy and grey and the house is old fashioned grey brick. Anyway, the director's pairing up the actors when one of the female stars says it's her last movie. And, this is apparently a big name in the porn biz. However, I can't make out her face. But, all I know is I want to be in her last scene. I want her to go out with class. And, like magic, she chooses me over Randy West, who's getting ass drunk at the food service table. I don't know why they're serving liquor at a food service table, but he's there drinking up a storm naked. So much so, he doesn't even realize there's a woman giving him oral while he's getting sauced. So, the director places me and the woman outside the house on the lawn. No barriers, no walls, no nothing. People are walking by watching us and the director yells action. I'm about to object, but the woman leans over and tells me she wants to go out with a bang. So, I start 'acting', so to say. However, I can't see her face. Then, like it's a bad cut in a porno film, we're in 69, and I'm just devouring her. Then, it's like a lightbulb goes off in my brain. I insert a finger in her anus, two in her vagina, and I'm lapping at her clitorus like a cat lapping at a saucer of milk. And, it's basically that since she's cumming so much. At first, she's screaming in pleasure, gushing that fluid out. Then, her voice starts to quiet down and get softer and softer like she's walking away. But, I know she's not because, hello, I'm still working on her like a mechanic under the hood of a car. I'm waiting for the director to say change positions, but I'm not getting any indication, even though my jaw's starting to hurt and my penis is rock hard. I say screw it and move the pornstar to missionary position, but that's when I realize she's not there anymore. There's no one around me. All that's left is me on the lawn, naked, face dripping wet, with a raging hard-on. And that's when I get up. So, how's that for weird? I'm a pornstar and I'm still holding my dick :(
 

jod0565

Member, you member...
That last line seems to describe what goes on at the end of just about every scene anyway, so, yeah, I guess you ARE a pornstar.
 

snatcher069

Violating the parole
Yeah, but how many male pornstars do you know that don't get off during a shoot? I swear, if I ever make it into porn, I'm gonna be a writer. At least that way I won't be left hanging :)
 
I had a dream once where I was fucking Neville Chamberlain.

He seemed to enjoy it, I think it relieved some of the stress he was feeling at the time and I can tell you Mr Chamberlain, or Mr Prime Minister as he liked to be called was one hell of a lay.

I don't know why, but the morning after all I could think of doing was to allow the Germans to take over Sudetenland. I even booked a flight to Munich and made an agreement with a local dark haired, vegitarian man whom I met in the duty free shop at the airport. He seemed pleased, I can't speak German so I can't be sure he wasn't telling me to go fuck various pieces of cheese, but he was smiling at the time. Which made me feel good.

It was very strange......

Not as strange as my dream about having sex with the exaust pipe of a Ford Transit van that gave me 2nd degree burns and a mini Transit van to look after; but I'll leave that story for another time.
 

Skyraider22

The One and Only Big Daddy
I had a dream once where I was fucking Neville Chamberlain.

He seemed to enjoy it, I think it relieved some of the stress he was feeling at the time and I can tell you Mr Chamberlain, or Mr Prime Minister as he liked to be called was one hell of a lay.

I don't know why, but the morning after all I could think of doing was to allow the Germans to take over Sudetenland. I even booked a flight to Munich and made an agreement with a local dark haired, vegitarian man whom I met in the duty free shop at the airport. He seemed pleased, I can't speak German so I can't be sure he wasn't telling me to go fuck various pieces of cheese, but he was smiling at the time. Which made me feel good.

It was very strange......

Not as strange as my dream about having sex with the exaust pipe of a Ford Transit van that gave me 2nd degree burns and a mini Transit van to look after; but I'll leave that story for another time.

Damn:1orglaugh
 
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