Wet Dream Forum

Imagine one’s delight in discovering a community of kindred spirits fixated with inducing nocturnal emissions! This enchanting find was completely accidental, and only after happening upon an intriguing online article, The Wet Dream Forum is a Compendium of All the Ways to Come in Your Sleep.

Until recently, Sept. 13, 2017, coming in my sleep was all but a long forgotten pleasure. After all, my throbbing penis hadn’t erupted with uncontrollable spasms of ejaculate all over my boxers since I was in my teens. Today, I no longer wear boxers – I discarded them long ago in favor of panties. Nevertheless, two months ago while in a deep sleep, much to my utter surprise, it was as though Lazarus arose from the dead when my slumbering penis began twitching and turning, finally unloading a huge gob of creamy goo that easily seeped through my skimpy underwear and onto the bed sheet. It was the first time that I awoke with my leg and stomach in such slippery, sticky wetness in nearly 40 years!

How does one all of a sudden experience such overlooked bliss after all that time?

It’s all the more perplexing, because my insatiable proclivity for shameless masturbation over the years has often strained production of that precious commodity of thick, sticky, creamy joy. And it might only be fair to mention that my current maturity (notice I don’t use the term “middle age”) might very well contribute, or perhaps detract, from the production and accumulation of that revered slippery substance.

Whatever the case may be, as a result of that September 13th awakening, I find myself on new plateau in life, although I failed to abstain as long as I would have liked.

There is always hope, however, and today is DAY 7!

Hahaha I enjoyed your post. Good luck.

Thanks TC, good luck to you as well.

DAY – 8

Mondays really suck!

Perhaps I should rephrase that and tell you how I really feel, eh?

Okay then, Mondays blow donkey dicks, big time!!

There! I’ve said it and now I’m prepared for the backlash that you believe I truly deserve.

I mean, here we are all struggling together, trying like Hell to refrain from manhandling our lovelorn peckers, all in hopes of achieving that exceedingly anticipated nighttime ecstasy of an ideal wet dream, and along comes Incubus whinging about how rotten the first day after the weekend happens to be.

Sure, I realize that I should set an example and become a beacon of encouragement; instead I’m anxiously awaiting Friday.

Good news though, I managed to behave during this morning’s shower amidst abundant lathery soap suds and hot pulsating water emanating from that shiny hand-held wand. It was temptation for sure. But I managed another day, and I have a notion that you will as well.

Cheers!

During an erotic dream last night I had a sexual encounter with a lovely young woman sporting a cute, short hairstyle. We happened to be the same age, or close, and we were attending a formal reception somewhere. As is common in many dreams, my surroundings, as well as my date, were unfamiliar. But this very pretty girl wore a blush pink form-fitting gown to her ankles, and shoes of satin white.

We were enjoying the night air on a stone veranda at the top of a long flight of steppingstones that led down to a lush garden.

Suddenly, with our arms around each other’s waist we began descending the steps as if we were either running or skipping, and as we did she reached for my crotch with her free hand and began squeezing my peter through my tuxedo trousers. At that time, an uneasy thought occurred to me that I might not become totally erect.

As we arrived at the garden, I turned her towards me and began kissing her passionately while she continued rubbing and squeezing. I bore down on my sphincter to hasten the flow of blood that might be necessary for an extraordinary, rock hard erection.

Reaching down below her waist and slowly lifting her gown up around her thighs, I manually made contact with her mons pubis which was well-guarded by her tight pantyhose covering her snug little underwear. My clumsy attempt to push and rub in the right spot was interrupted by her soft hand gently grabbing my finger and guiding it onto the crevice that I had been searching for between her legs. It was extreme excitement as she rhythmically directed my touch back and forth. On the verge of ejaculating wildly, shooting my load all over myself, just at that very moment – 1:45 a.m. – I was awakened by the most terrible urge to pee.

It was disappointing and a complete letdown, but I thought perhaps after quickly relieving myself – I hoped that I would return to the beautiful girl in my sleep. Of course, I was unable to ever rendezvous with her again.

What disillusionment.

Is there a chance that I might see her again – be with her - some other night?

Two weeks AB; pushing for 21 days; expected NE on or about Dec. 3 - Day 28.

The peter received a vigorous stroking just short of ejaculation this morning at 3 – such an irresistible yearning to continue squeezing and tugging on it – eventually subdued.

Fending off inducement once again while showering, the shiny hand-held wand’s thousand little rhythmic silver devils mercilessly tormented the pink, stiff appendage.

At midday, clear, slippery juices combined with the dribbling golden flow.

Day 16 – three weeks nearing.

While in the shower area following an energetic elliptical workout this morning, precum began oozing out while I was seated on a bench, bending over untying my shoes. I felt the urge to pee, tightened my sphincter, and suddenly three drops seeped through my underwear and fell to the floor. The slippery substance left a noticeable stain in my briefs, and it was the most juice that has seeped out at one time without me manually manipulating my peter. Also, it was the sweetest that I ever remember it tasting, and that perhaps is because I quit my 40-year coffee drinking habit over a month ago, and for the last two weeks I have been drinking 2-3 liters of water a day, as well as a glass of red wine each evening.

If you are celebrating Thanksgiving today, best to you and yours! Cheers!

Day 18 – Sunday, Nov. 26 will be Day 21.