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I had the strangest dream one day about me and a girl I went to a Church class together with. We barley spoke to each other, maybe a “hello” there or a “good morning” here, mostly I just watched her interact with her friends, but I never worked up the nerve to chat more with her. I was a shy kid you see. But for some reason I’ve been thinking of her recently.

Let’s call her “PK”. Anyways, in this dream, I was at this weird building, it looked like a mega church, and I was about to go in to see the service.

That’s when I saw her. She looked a bit older, but had the same curls and lips I remembered. We’d greeted each other and chatted before going in, which was nice.

Anyways during the service, when I was taking notes, I got a message from her. Something like; “I’d like to talk to you more”.
I was really excited, since I wanted to be her friend, so I typed something back, but I couldn’t remember what.

What I do remember is the pastor (no one I remembered) noticing us and reading out the messages. I was so embarrassed I wanted to scream. After that humiliation, we both found ourselves in a bathroom, which is where we talked again.

Neither of us mentioned the pastor, but instead started chatting about going to a store together. now that I think about it, while I can’t remember the conversations, I do remember the tone. It felt like I was chatting with a secret lover, or something like that, even though irl we barley talked at all.

As my dreams tend to change location very quickly, we found ourselves at the store, where we walked around chatting and holding hands.

It felt like a date.

I’m not sure what was up with that dream, to my knowledge I’ve always been into boys (I’m a girl too btw,) yet the more I think about that dream, the more I like the idea of spending time with her.

Even now just thinking of her makes my heart beat strangely, but I don’t hate it at all. I’m starting to remember an OC I’d made last year when I wondered what it would be like to be like a girl even just once, and when I compare that OC to PK, I realized the OC was based off of her.

I’ve forgotten about the OC, but I’ve been thinking of PK more and more, I even imagined kissing her once. I’ve dreamed of her twice now too.

I’d still like to meet her though. While I wouldn’t do anything weird like in my dreams, it would be nice to talk to her again. I wonder if that’s what’s causing all this…

New Confession

I have been sneaking in my Mom’s room at night and look at her sleeping while I touch myself. Sometimes she does not wear very much because it is warm in the Apt. So no blankets and a then see thru nightie. Sometimes undies most of the time none at all.

When I see her laying there, I want to be inside of her so bad. I stand there stroking it and looking at her beautiful body. Last night, I went in to look at her and she was completely n***, on her back, and spread eagle. Everything was fully on display. She is a heavy sleeper and I could tell she was really in deep sleep.

I decided I was going to touch her and make her wet. She is trimmed neatly down there, and I could see her lips and felt her getting wetter as I touched her and rubbed her cl#t. It was too much, I need to taste her, and got my head down there and started licking her P#ssy, Her body reacted, and she got wetter. She started moving to my touch and I knew she was going to Org#sm from me licking her there.

She started to C#M and it was intense, she squirted and it woke her up as she reached maximum climax. I did not stop and she yelled out loud oh Tom (my Dads name) that feels wonderful, don’t stop. I kept licking her, and she had another Org@sm and this one was more intense that the last one. The bed was soaked and she was spent.

She was spent, and fell back to sleep. I still needed to get off and I played with it and shot my load all over her P#ssy. It was everywhere, and her and the bed were soaking wet. I just left her laying there and went back to my room to clean up.

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