I have this dream so often that I don’t know what part of the account below is from the dreams and what is from that semi-awake state when I can’t...sleep due to the hard on. Here is my remembrance of our entire first sexual encounter (from my dreams). This encounter I called “erotic dream ‘ 69” is a recurring theme and some nights certain pieces are more memorable and clear than others. Like many of my dreams, this one seems to start in the middle of an event, completely out of context. I never. I would have sex for the first time crying. My brother would have sex with his little sister as she cried. He wouldn’t do that. He couldn’t. I had to trust him. He was too smart. He had to have a plan. In one swoop, his jeans and boxers fell. His massive hard penis bounced before me. I say massive but I had no real idea in comparing it to the normal size. All I knew was it was way bigger than anything I ever attempted or even thought about putting inside me. Ean reached over and scooted my. This is a lot to take in..." I said, very confusedly. "So what now, I'm just dead? And can you really expect me to believe that you're God? I'm not even religious." Everyone says the same damn things when they get here. I'm not going to stand here for 20 mins to prove to you that I am who I say I am. However, you won't be doubting me much longer." Oh really? And why is that?" I said with extensive doubt in my voice."Well, like I said, you weren't supposed to die today. And, while I'm not the. We never spoke of her well-intentioned advertisement of her feminine allure but I knew she was turned on by the fact I seldom took my eyes off her "goody locker".We were both leaving a bit late on a Friday afternoon when we realized the elevator was constantly packed with people from lower floors all cheating and getting on the up elevator in order to fit inside for the journey to the ground floor. It was one of those silly unintended consequences when all sixteen floors of the building.