The Tube

So the other night, i had this strange dream. It was a strange thing, to awaken to memory. It wasn't just that I had dreamed this, and remembered the dream, it was as if I had actually lived this story and was remembering events that had transpired a day before - on some level - I truely hope I WAS in some parallel dimension - because this was probably the most condensed sex (in a dream) I'd ever had or witnessed - even in the most depraved pornography films.

I dreamt that I was in a crowd of people - various types, some friends, some people from the places i bought things, some workers i had seen at stores, bars, etc...mainly people I had interacted with in the last month or so. We were all wearing jumpsuits, and getting into these work trucks - sort of metallic prison-like trucks with the door in the back. We all went to this place, and started taking off all our clothes.

This wasn't odd for anyone, as a powdery mist started cleaning us and drying us. We all were pumped up, like we were in some sport event or something, and everyone looked great. Then, numbers and sybmbols started appearing on screens in the room, people were pairing up in these circles that were part of the floor pattern. Each circle had a number on it. We were all progressing to the tubes.

Well, I ended up in the cirlce with a close friend of mine. It was weird, but in the dream we were both cool with it. She looked different too - almost egyptian, with braided bangs, in a sort of cleopatra look. I somehow had dropped 20 more pounds and was in great shape too. Everyone looked great, and in this moment, I saw many people naked, admired some, got admired back - we were all wanton with sexual desires, but no one made any moves - it was like we were waiting.

Then it happened. A glass tube came down over the cirlce the girl and I were standing it, enveloping both of us, and the platform we stood on went up. Looking up, i could see all sorts of sensor arrays, and in the way only a dream or movie can do, i instantly saw that there were tons of people up above in an arena like environment, I got the sense these people could dial up any tube, and focus on one tube and do...something...

As we rose above the rooms ceiling, we came into a large arena with 1000's of tubes in them and ten's of 1000's of people in the surrounding structure - like gladiators in space or something. The music was that "Let's Get Ready To Rumble" music they play at sporting events, and on the giant screen above the venue, you could see the announcer - it was that guy Richard Dawson (Family Fued Classic).

Then in a classic - Send off - the event began. We all started fucking. In my tube, she bent over, and grabbed her ankles, so I got her from behind, walking-doggy style. It was all super sport fuck style - really fast, foamy, and furious. In the inside of our tube, I could see different holographic screens popping up, seeing the different people who were closing up on our tube. I could feel that the people watching were feeling the energy of our fucking. And that's when it dawned upon me - this is the sole purpose for why were were in there. Too let watchers enjoy our fuck energy.

Then, I felt her start to cum, and i came too - pulling out and shooting my load all over her back. Then we both started jumping around like atheletes do after a goal is made. Cheering sounds from the crowd as the waves of orgasms swept through them. Inside the tube, i could not feel any of it, save my own inner pumped up feeling. I was making "YOU YOU YOU" gestures, arms raised, screamin "YEEAAHH" then, our circle went down.

Everyone was all pumped up and excited. We were all givine high fives and butt pats like a locker room. The powder mist came in again, and cleaned us all while drying us. While I was enveloped in the mist, i felt like "This is the only time I am alone" - when I was in the mist. Then, it cleared away, and new numbers appeard.

To my joy, it was Starbuck's girl. Now, I have desired this woman from afar for real, so at this point I was all eyes, staring her up and down, really getting details about her body - soaking it all in. She stared at me - as if "It's about time" and I gave her a "glad to be back" look. This time, i embraced her as the tube went up. The crowd was again excited, and I could feel a residual energy of the last fucking that happened in this tube - which was different than the tube I had last been in (with a red floor - this one had a blue floor). Then the announcer set us off, and this time, she and I started to wrap our legs around each other, sliding against the tube.

This sent the crowd wild - you weren't supposed to touch the tubes. But we kept doing it, it was the way she rubbed against my body, then we slid to the ground. Now on the ground, she mounted me and slowly rocked back and forth on me, until we both came again, but instead of stop, she kept doing it again drawing crowd wows - the whole tube was filled with little screens, she didn't stop fucking me until the tube descended.

The mist came back down, and she held me close. She was looking deeply into my eyes, but making silly and goofy faces at me, we were busting up laughing. Then it cleared away, and I got another woman. This one was like a supermodel - perfect model body - she was tall, leggy, firmly muscular black woman. She eyed me like a lion stalking prey. I got close to her, and i could see - she had yellow eyes.

The tube went up, and she did a hands + head stand, like a tripod, with her legs spread but knees bent - it was definitely tantric. So, I stood akimbo to her, and entered her slowly, forcing my dick down and at an upside down angle. I could feel her body open to me, and she pulsed on me, i didn't have to move at all, then, she squeeze me out of her body, and I 1/2 circled her, and entered her ass. This time, she lost control and began to squeal, yet she really wanted more, this time, i came inside her - couldn't help it - it happened so suprisingly, almost by accident.

The tube lowered, and I was alone again, but when the draw came back up, it was Starbuck's girl again! She had this sorta "uh - huh" winky smiley look on her face. We knew we had been busted for breaking the tube rules, and had to go again - which was why we broke the rules...

This time, she went down on me, and slowly, comfortable, and lovingly sucked me off. The way she did it - there was no urgency - in fact - most of the performers were in this sorta slower kinda mood - like that was part of the plan for the evening. She was looking up at me sometimes making eye contact with me, and scrunching her nose up to accept me fully...and then I came in her mouth, she spit it to the ground - again causing the crowd to stir. She was a firecracker.

This time, after we descended, there was a break. During this break, i talked with several friends - each going on about how good their sexual escapades went. Then, we all got clean, clothed, and went back to the camp.

Then I woke up - happy that I had sex with the Starbuck's girl - at least on some level.

Marked by the Goddess

I had this weird dream once. It was like an unfolding Tarot card spread at first, and then I sort of fell into it. This is what happened in the dream, and in the days that followed, and my current insight into it:

I rose up the steps, each footstep numb, like walking on pillows, but I felt myself being propelled forward. I saw the glimmering light of the Moon shining down the path, lighting the way for me. There was an entrace, a set of pillars, each on the side of one large, open doorway. I moved forward to the doorway, and like a hologram coming into focus, and back out again, I saw the images of two large anubis staring at the doorway.

"Portal"

That was the first word that popped into my head, the first time in this dream that I heard anything, and it was that word. I stepped through the portal and into the ajoining hallway. I remember most the light. Whitehotburningbrightfirepainpainpain light. I couldn't look forward, and I had to sheild my eyes with my hands just to be able to keep my equilibrium. As I looked away, I could see large crystals, diamonds, quartz, as well as flowers, fruits, and the hem of the veil that covered the figure covered in light. There was a pool of water in front of the veil. I could see her more clearly. In the reflection, I could see her six armed figure, her three-eyed gaze, so lovingly holding me.

At that thought, I fell into the reflection. The light called to me and I felt my body rest against her supple bosom, the arms now enfolding me in an embrace both fetal and sexual. The Goddess held me closely and told me secrets. Each revelation would manifest from her mouth as a million petalled lotus and floated down the water towards my feet, and back into my body. I stood there, simultaneously curled inside her grasp.

The tone of her voice, changed from this whispering, lilting voice into a ragged howl. The arms twisted me and bound me. The fetal trust had lent itself well to pain. The face rotated, and I saw the second of the Goddess' faces. She was rage. There was a crown of fire surrounding her head, her tounge, too was a burst of flame, and her kiss brushing her firey toung in my mouth scorching me. I felt her claws rip into me, burning and bloody, yet strangely cold. The copper taste in my mouth intensified.

She pulled me from her bosom, her grasp, and shoved me to the ground. Stepping on my chest, the Goddess, stood over me and began to pee on me. Bathing now in the urine, I felt as if it was charging me, somehow filling me with - what, could it have been Soma? - some kind of energy or mana. This emination, as divine as the last drew in my spirit now, held me closely, and made savage and lewd sexual movements all over my body, bending me into sexual positions. Holding me down, shoving me into her as a violent act. Animalistic passion and sexual urges gave way again to extreme carnal visions. At that point I realized they were just visions, and the figure's face changed again.

As the Goddess turned her new face to me, I felt myself slip into the water of the reflection, my body drifitng beneath the surface of the pool, past lotus flowers, and into a watery vortex. I felt disoriented, I had been holding my breath, and I was starting to feel dizzy, so I let out my breath, and drew in water to my lungs. This is when she appeared to me again, coming from the depths. She engulfed my in her grasp and kissed me, or more accurately, breathed into my lungs. She looked into my eyes with benevolence, and began to swim us both to the surface. It was an alcove, a dimly lit chamber, with a pool-lip around where we were surfacing. All previous scarring, burning, and ripping was gone now.

The Goddess rose out of the pool, naked and dripping, she sat upon her throne. Powerful waves of energy radiated from her opening third eye, and then as it blinked, went away. This pulsed on and off as she looked at me from her throne. With a brittle shriek, an Ibis settled next to her. Things became calm and relaxed. A sea shell was leaning against the wall, and it opened. Inside it was a mirror. I approached the mirror, and looked into it. I could see a mark on my body it was a mark that looked like a grail of some kind. At no point was I surprised, it was as if it had been placed there, and there was no pain. I felt comforted by her presence, but when I turned around to thank her, she was gone.

I slipped out of my dream.

The next day, I was going about my business online, chatting and IMing, but I noticed that all the people I was contacted by were women. When I left for lunch, I kept bumping into women - literally. I found many women looking right at me. Making eye contact with me. I think of eye contact as a coincidence usually, but this was different. The look that was pointed at me was not their own. It came from something else, a manifestation of the Goddess in each of her emmisaries. I felt like I was in that movie, "Fallen", and there was this entity moving from person to person, looking deeply into me, bumping into me, making it's presence known. I feel that I have been touched by the Goddess. She is watching me, tainting my life, and I am scared. I almost feel as if the Goddess is out to give me something big and wonderful, but I am a little frightened about what she might have in store for me. Because I know that what I want is not up for debate. It is all under her will.

I know now what this is telling me. It is a destiny that is calling to me. There is only one woman in the world, and she wills herself to appear to me. The Goddess shines down upon me, and when I meet the Goddess on the astral plane again, and when she blesses me and makes love to me again, even if it were just like before, even if I had to endure this mark for eternity, I will worship the Goddess, and whatever she offers me.