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Awkward Sex Dreams

I am not good at sex dreams.

I used to be better at them.  My dreams have always been…unusually vivid and often could be described as cinematic.  But Dr. Asshole basically shamed me out of being able to have sex dreams entirely when we were together, and in the years since, though I do have an occasional hot dream about whoever I’m with when I have the dream, dreams about people I’m not actually dating tend to go all sideways.

Another quirk of my sex dreams is that I’ve always been able to get very very close to having orgasms in my sleep.

So…last week I had an awkward dream.  I may have mentioned that I’m not allowed to masturbate right now.  If I haven’t, well, I’m not allowed to masturbate right now.  It’s been, I think, exactly a month of not masturbating.

I fell asleep watching “My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic” and I dreamed that I hooked up with a skinny southern girl who sounded exactly like Applejack.  She was wearing a denim skirt and a bright pink tube top, and we were making out on her couch.  I tried to pull her top down, but she stopped me, saying she was self-conscious about her small breasts, saying they were uneven and her nipples looked funny.  I tried to reassure her, saying almost everyone’s tits are uneven, including mine.  I took my own shirt off, partly to prove my point, and my breasts were drastically uneven.  Much more than in real life.  I put my shirt back on.  We moved to her bed, which had a white metal frame and pastel linens.

We continued to make out, grinding against each other, her skirt riding up.  I was getting really turned on, and the grinding felt really good, and then I somehow got past the point where dreams like this usually cut off and I’m pretty sure I came in my sleep.  Which has never happened before.

Then things started to fall apart.  I definitely actually thought “Well, I had an orgasm, I’m done here.” and we both got up off the bed, straightening our clothes and putting ourselves back together.  Then, abruptly, I remembered Garnet and started to panic.  At first I panicked because of messing around with someone else. Then, somewhere deep down I remembered that she’s actually given me explicit permission to have sex dreams about other people, so then I just panicked because I hadn’t told her where I was and I couldn’t find my phone and when I did find it the battery was dead.  Then I woke up.

So…while it was definitely a little strange in places, and panicky at the end, it’s pretty cool that I can apparently have orgasms in my sleep.

Garnet has made it a rule that any time it happens I have to blog about the dream that caused it.  So here’s the first post like that.

10 Responses to “Awkward Sex Dreams”

  1.   ohmyo Says:

    Having a sex dream that was influenced by My Little Pony has got to be the best thing I've read all week.

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