Midnight Walk

"Barb, I had the weirdest dream last night. I'm almost too embarrassed to tell you about it. I mean it was so vivid it was like I was actually doing it."

I looked at my college roommate and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. Glancing at the clock, I saw it was thirteen after nine, and the sun was shining brightly. I gave a big yawn and stretched my arms out wide after I sat up.

"Well, I'm glad you got enough sleep. I kept hearing this girl moan every little while, each time it seemed to come from a different room--it was around midnight."

"Do you want me to tell you about it, or not? she asked with a frown.

I nodded, "I don't ever remember but little bits of my dreams, are yours the same way?"

"I guess so, the thing is I kept seeing a different guy each time. It was as if I couldn't get enough."

"Roxy, what are you talking about, get enough. Enough of what?"

She lowered her voice, "I was having sex, and it was wild. I mean I was doing all kinds of things."

That piqued my interest. I had a dream of a guy taking me once. It was at night and when I woke it was like someone had been in me. I was wet and hot, my heart racing.

I looked at her and saw she was wearing her short nightgown, the one that came to just below her hips, with broad shoulder straps, low cut in the front showing a good deal of her breasts. It was actually pretty sexy considering we were in a coed dorm.

"Okay, what was it about?" trying to sound more interested than I really was.

"It started out at the beach. I think I was wearing a bikini and I was laughing with this really hot guy. I remember looking at his crotch thinking it looked big. I reached my hand down to get a feel of it, and he pushed my hand away."

"Okay, that's kind of weird. A guy pushing your hand away, I mean."

"Yeah, next thing was I put a condom into his hand and told him I wanted him to use it on me. Before I knew it he was deep into me and I was liking it a lot. In fact, I turned over and turned around, and he took me from behind, something I've never done."

"Sounds like an erotic dream to me. You know a fantasy while sleeping rather than a daydream sort of thing."

"Well, I guess so. But, as good as it was, I wanted more, and when I looked back up at him it was a different face."

"Were you on the beach, or someplace else?"

"I was someplace else. A room with a poster of Kiss on the wall seems to me. Anyway, I find this guy in his bed sleeping and wake him up. Show him a condom and tell him I need him. Before he has a chance to say anything, I pull his shorts off and start sucking on him, and it tastes good. I get his dick wet and roll the condom onto him."

"That's different, two guys in one dream," I mused aloud feeling a little tingle of excitement, "so, that's the end, you don't remember anything more?"

"I remember climbing on top of him and screwing him until he moaned. Then I was in another room, this one with a circular abstract thingy hanging from the ceiling. It looked kind of strange at first, as it kept moving back and forth."

"Moving back and forth, like it was on a pole, or something?"

She leaned closer, almost whispering. "It was another guy, I'm telling you he had a dick that stretched the condom I gave him to the limit. His dick was moving me back and forth on the bed. It was the strangest feeling, I even remember the bed making noises, but I remember my body went wild, I think I had an orgasm that time."

"So, that's it, huh."

"Yeah, pretty wild isn't it. I wonder if it means anything?"

I smiled at her. "They say they don't mean what you think they mean, they just kind of mix things up in strange combinations."

"I guess so. I remember the box of condoms was red in color. I wonder if everyone dreams in color."

"Are you still sleep walking? I thought you told me you used to do that?"

"No, not anymore, that was years ago, I guess I grew out of it. My parents have told me I did some pretty crazy stuff when I did. Anyway, are you ready to get up so we can go to breakfast? I'm really hungry this morning. It's as if I burned a lot of calories during the night."

"Sounds like a good idea to me," as I slipped out of bed.

I walked into the bathroom to do my morning business and was washing my hands when I thought of something. I opened the medicine cabinet door and looked inside to the shelf holding my stuff. I gasped, Oh no! It was gone, my red box of three condoms was gone.