This thread wouldn't interest me much except I just had a weird one a few weeks ago. I ran out of pot for a few days so I started remembering my dreams.
It starts out in a hotel room on the 3rd floor. At first it's just me and my friend hangin' out. He tells me he knows Anna Nicole Smith's manager, who just happens to be stopping by in a few minutes. Well, he shows up shortly thereafter WITH Anna Nicole Smith (the new improved skinny one) looking hot as shit. The manager guy says he has to take off for a while "take good care of Anna, I'll be back later" he says. 2 seconds later my buddy gets a phone call, hangs up and says "I gotta go dude, you're on your own". Gee, what a bummer, I sarcastly think to myself.
I'm expecting the usual nervous small talk to take place, but uh-huh, not today. Anna Nicole stands up and says "I haven't had an orgasm since I became skinny again. I need to fuck, WILL YOU FUCK ME?" "Gee Anna, let me think about that for a nanosecond, Yes I will fuck you 6 ways to Tuesday God damn it!"
"Okay" she says "but on one condition, I really like the way I look these days, I want a lot of people to see me getting my brains fucked out." "To tell you the truth Anna" I reply, "I never thought this day would ever come and now that it has, I want a whole lot of people to see it too". "Okay, then come here and fuck me. Fuck my tits, eat my pussy, fuck me up the ass, come in my mouth, do whatever you want to me", the lovely Ms. Smith so eloquently says. I reply simply "That was the plan"
She grabs on the back of the couch and I walk over and start eating her ass like it's the last meal. I stick 3 or 4 fingers in her pussy, it's pretty easy 'cause it's dripping wet, I mean juice just oozing and dripping down my arm, wetter than hell. So here I am fisting Anna Nicole Smith and eating her ass, burying my tongue so far up her puckered starfish I could carve my initials on tomorrow's turd. And occasionally she pushes my face away, jams two of her own fingers up her ass and then LICKS HER BUTT JUICE OFF! I've got this former super model acting like a two dollar whore and I'm about to cum buckets.
Well, you know how things change instantly in a dream; this is where the crowd watching part comes into it. I stand up to slam my raging cock into her perfectly shaved puffy pussy and all the sudden we're in like a banquet room in the hotel. She's opened up those huge doors so everyone walking down the hall and right past us can witness this regular Joe giving Anna Nicole Smith a Dirty Sanchez. People are walking by left and right, old and young, and thinking nothing of these two people fucking like dogs 10 feet away. So she's just bent over a table holding on for dear life and I'm just slamming away as these 4 college frat boys walk by. "Hey, check it out, some dude's fucking Anna Nicole Smith up the ass!” "Not quite yet but I'll get there" I correct him. "Man I'm glad I brought my camera" one of his buddies says. Well, that's it, if it's gonna be photographically documented it's time to put in her ass. I tell mr. photographer to make it quick and he starts snapping like professional porn shot pictures. I mean this dude's under her skirt going the whole nine yards, camera about an inch from my swaying ball sack as it's bouncing off her juicy wet pussy as I slide into her beautiful asshole.
"Think you got a money shot in there, cowboy?" says the frat boy photog. "Yeah, cum down my throat” Ms. Guess? jeans tells me as she’s jamming 3 fingers in her pussy. That about takes me over the fucking edge and I pull out her savagely fucked ass and feed Ms. Supermodel Gold-digger the biggest chili dog of her life. Anna starts sucking my cock in the most amazing fashion. She would swirl her tongue around my cock as she slowly slid her mouth up and down the entire length of my shaft, all the while pumping my raging hard on with her slobber covered fist. Luscious pouty lips and puppy dog eyes looking up at me as cum blasts off her forehead, into her eyes, up her nose, down her throat as she gobbles up every drop she can get. That’s when it gets weird. All of the sudden 4 old ladies walk by, I mean real old with like walkers shit. I’m glad I already came, I’m thinking to myself and then Anna kind of freaks out and runs out of the room (which is now a regular 3rd floor hotel room again) and jumps into Michael Waltrip’s # 15 NAPA sponsored Nextel Cup car and tears out of the hotel parking lot. “I think I can catch her, dude” Dale Earnhardt Jr., who has suddenly appeared next to me, says “Oh, and nice job of tearing that pussy up”. 2 seconds later I see the Bud #8 roaring out of the parking lot.
With fucked up dreams like that, I’m considering quitting the weed. But I doubt it.
