Oddly enough, almost all I have are "lucid dreams", although I generally have dreamless sleeps - maybe a handful every two weeks.

For me, I've noticed that lucid dreams seem much more physically manifested; I can feel when something happens like the wind blows or I run, and I can control where I look and where I go, but there seems to be a trade-off with very fine details. Written text looks blurred and activities with a moderate level of involvement like driving a car either skip large segments in time or aren't kept in continuity. Moreover, these dreams seem to be exceptionally short but come in "episodes:" multiple dreams, but they aren't related. Some details are hard to remember, even immediately after awakening. More often than not, I can remember what the dream was about, and usually the vast majority of my dreams are spectacularly violent and typically involve me brutally mutilating or killing other people. I don't think I've ever had a sexual dream that wasn't done in full consciousness.

As hard as I've tried, I can't make myself dream about something (like, oh, I don't know, sex with a Husky) or make a dream steer in any significant direction other than where it's going at the time. Rather upsetting.

This post has been edited by secret_admirer on Mar 4 2009, 06:52 AM

I dream about animals very often, but more often than not it's not sexual. Also my dreams aren't real big on logical flow. Things change from what they were as the dream progresses, which in the dream seems totally normal. (?)
Last night I dreamed about turtles on the road, but honkin' huge ones-- about 3 times taller than a car. Cars sliding to a halt with tires smoking when they walked out in traffic. Then with the cars stopped, I walked out on the road and picked up a very small calf, about the size of a pygmy goat, (alive and uninjured) from between the cars. Someone asked if I was going to leave it by the side of the road, and I said no, I only live over the next hill, I'll take it home (altho' I never saw that place before).......

Go figure.


Psychoanalyze THAT--- I dare ya' :lol: :lol: :lol:

Glad this was bumped back to life.

My best animal dreams are when I'm hiking or exploring, my two GS dogs are with me and they can talk. Very seldom do we get intimate in the dreams, more like working as a team to find a way accross a large canyon, exploring ancient ruins, kind of like the Indiana Jones movie series except my dogs are my partners.

I have one that comes back every so often that I don't know what to make of it. I'm out exploring again, I'm crossing a large grassland plain with waist high grass. And of all things an ostridge come running at me, I can't out run it and it knocks me to the ground, pins me down and mates with me - it makes love to me not the other way around, after which it becomes a companion/friend.

Like I said this dream reoccures about every six months or so, quite vivid detail, the texture of the grass, blue lightly clouded sky, mountains off in the distance, warm day, soft dry ground. I don't know if it has a meaning or not, its just that it keeps coming back. Anyone want to try a guess as to what it means, if anything?

well i have a common, one that involes my gfs beautiful mare called Bindi. anyway, i head out to bring her in for any reason, grooming, feeding. but once in the lower paddock, she presents herself to me. i mean who would i be if i didn't pleasure her and say thankyou for the hounor she has given me. so i run a hand along her rump, and glide it around all over her rump, while my other hand rubs in and around her pussy, makeing its way in moveing around inside her and she pusshes back onto my arm, i start thrusting with it to meant her demands (she is the dominate mare of our group) then, i pull my arm out, covered in her lovely mare juice, but not before her pussy clenched around it in a wonderful maregasm. after that, i lick a bit off my arm, before lick as much out fo her as i can as she pushes back into my face, forceing her scent into my nose, not that i am complaining. after witch i get on the barrel and mount her propper, feeling her warmth as i enter her,and ram her with everything i have to meet her pushing back into me, before blowing my load and licking ehr out again. then after all that, useing a mix if out juices as lube, i do her other hole (just to clear it up, she does enjoy it still puhing back and has never had a problem with it in the past, and i will stop if she ever does. this is in real life)

hehe, then i go pleasure her mate, but thats a different dream

The dream I most remember was when I was stating in Kentucky for a week alone, and I had a dream that I was gettin' it on with a white lab bitch in my front yard back at home, on top of a pallet of roof shingles. It seemed very realistic, what with textures and such. That's when it gets strange... I woke up, and went across the street for some breakfast, and on my walk back to the motel, there was, I kid you not, a stray female white lab that crossed my path.

To be honest, I get weirded out my prophetic dreams, but I liked this one. I just didn't capitalize on the moment because it was freakin' cold outside.

Can not remember any one specific dream but then again I have lost track of the amount of times I have to wash and then change my night attire plus the bedsheets.

Last night was a weird one...I don't have a clue what was going on, but I think I was at a school, some random made-up building. I was trying to find an exit, and then when I found one, there was a little rat sitting out there and she said not to go. :huh: I picked her up and carried her back in, asking what in the world she was talking about. Apparently something was going on outside, and it was safer for everyone to stay indoors. :wacko: :o That's all I remember.

same here.

Most of my sexual dreams involve male humans (strangers). I had one not too long ago, I was in somebody's house, sleeping on their couch, and I was hoping this guy would come in there and have sex with me. :o I'm different in my dreams, sometimes slutty even, thinking things I'd never think or do in real life. :lol:

Oh yeah, and I just remembered another one from a few days ago.
We were in a park, and my sister and I found a injured baby bird. She picked it up. Somehow after taking it home to try to care for it, we found out the bird was really a human that got trapped in the bird's body and needed to be rescued. Don't remember the rest of that one, memory's rather fuzzy.

This post has been edited by missywolf on Mar 7 2009, 07:24 PM

One of the coolest thing about dreams...... :lol: :lol: :lol:

Sleep deprivation is the problem. If I sit up too late, um, surfing, then I don't dream or at least don't dream anything memorable.

ive had dreams about dogs & woken horny & hard as a rock, but dont ever really remember details

Hi all. Since you all have shared so shall i.

I have had many sexual dreams that involved my dogs, male and female. Usually my with my neighbors great pyrenees (spelling) having sex with the female, or being humped by the male... or both on one occasion :P

One of the best sexual dreams i have ever had was with my female husky. We were on a beach somewhere with no one around. I was nude, and she was licking my dick. Later on she got on top, and was humping me... i woke up right before we came. We had great sex that morning. :P :lol:

However, the one that i will always remember wasnt sexual. it was about my friends dog, who lives in LA. I never met her dog, but i had the most vivid dream about him...

in the beginning of the dream, i was walking down an alley way in what looked like an old time movie. Everything was black and white. No one else around but this dog, and he followed me everywhere. If i remember correctly it was after a war, like World War 2 era, and pretty sure i was a soldier judging by the riffle i was carrying with me. Anyway, i finally stopped and petted the dog. Before hand i didnt realize it was my friends dog, but the thought just kind of appeared in my mind. (like dreams do) We played together, as the world seemed to recolor itself. The dream shifted, and i was no longer human, but another canine, and both me and the dog ended up in the shelter. :mellow:

The most interesting thing about the dream is i never met the dog, but when i told my friend about the dream, and what he looked like, she said that was exactly the breed, personality, and markings on the animal.

I had the dream two days after she had told me her dog died... it was almost like he was contacting me to send a message to my friend. It sounds somewhat crazy, but thats what i believe.

Thanks for reading. :)

"...i woke up right before we came."

That does seem to always be the case, I've never had a 'wet' dream.

I keep dreaming of sexually explicit sushi and sex with mares for a little over a week now. Now explain that away; you can't. I haven't even been around a mare in maybe a month, and the sushi part doesn't even make sense.
Dreams are just funny things that happen I think.
Oh, yeah, why I wrote: I can't ejaculate in these ones either. I keep trying to, and can't. At some point I'm going to wake up swimming if I keep having these dreams.

I have had several, and they end well most of the time because I have this uncanny little ability to feel things in my dreams. Whoot for me! B)

I dream about animals nearly all the time... dreams are the only place I'm not afraid to go all the way with K9! My most recent one was being humped by a big horny GSD... his cock was all hanging out and knotty even before we got to the good part... the only probelm was my mum kept banging on the door of the greenhouse and disturbing us! And then I woke up and realised I should have woken an hour ago... I think the 'banging' must have been my alarm clock! :lol:

My favourite animal dreams are the ones with my cats, though. I had one about Dinah a while back, who was an old longhaired tuxedo queen we had when I was a kid. She was as big as a bear in my dream, and some how anthro, like the costumes in the musical, and I was all warm and snuggled and safe between her furry breasts. She was like me and my brother's nanny and I still miss her even though it's been more than a decade since she died.

And then there was the one last night, where I was ballroom dancing with Tiger, most current girl, while her (deceased) sister Lupin watched and ate kipper flakes like doritos. They were both taller that me~ :blink: