>>20677 (OP)
OP here. I will detail a dream last night which spurred me to make this thread. It involved a slim girl of Chinese or perhaps Vietnamese descent. She had wheat colored skin with a slightly yellow tinge, and brown nipples, with black eyes - like obsidian; she had a double epicanthic fold, like picrel, with straight black hair of an indeterminable length (I cannot recall, but it was at least shoulder-length). She wore no makeup. The dream itself varied in terms of destination, at one point being in a health food store check out line, and then in a large courtyard with steps that led to some kind of stone structure. It was reminiscent of an abandoned nuclear reactor, or abandoned industrial building. Greenery and vines, moss and whatnot, all covered a rather drab concrete landscape. At the health food store, I remember staring at the girl as described before, and feeling aroused. Then, I moved to the courtyard space, and there seemed to be a weird ritual. It's all very hazy, but it was sort of like the scene of the ark of covenant in Indian Jones. There were several people there besides myself, maybe 3 or 4 others. Their appearance was obscured to me, but they might have been wearing cloaks. There was a strange man with a beard who looked like a Jewish professor, and he wore a strange pendant. His eyes were framed by thick glasses, and I remember him having a rather pretentious and perturbing air about him. He had a book, which he held slightly opened. The other individuals chased me through a passageway adjoining the courtyard, and I came upon the creepy Jewish professor man. He said something, and I felt awkward, and then there was a weird feeling. If I had to compare it to something, it was like getting electrocuted, and there was a slight acrid smell which permeated the landscape. In terms of bodily sensation, I was extremely uncomfortable, and it seemed as if I was vibrating. Next thing I knew I was seeing my own body from the third person as the creepy Jewish professor and me has our faces ripped off. Not in a gruesome slasher-film way, but as if our faces were being "pulled" layer by layer by a beam of light from above. I could see the muscle give way to bone as the beam began to grow across the rest of my body, certainly annihilating me. There was a profound sense of anxiety, and then I found myself in a weird space that had no coherent visual reality, and my mind intimated the details of the girl from earlier, and I remember having a odd kind of intercourse with this beautiful woman. There was no visual sensation per se, it was as if I were visualizing her as I would a mental image of a person, and it phased into and out of reality. It was something like limbo, and our intercourse was very hazy. The feeling of sexual pleasure was immediate and extreme. I obsessed over the model of her, and of her skin in particular, which was extremely alluring to me. It had a tallow complexion and I remembered feeling as if I were running my mental conception of my own tongue over her breast within this exercise in lurid visualization. The feeling of the bump right when the areola meets the nipple was most pleasant. She had very small nipples, with small breasts. It dragged across my tongue satisfyingly. Her nipples, her slim shoulders, and her eyes... these are what totally captivated me. Interestingly, not once did I visualize her vagina. In any case, I eventually reached the brink of a violent climax. At this point, my fixation came to rest on my own penis. and I felt a sensation of needing to urinate before having my orgasm. This woke me up, and I had came in my underwear while I was asleep. I then laid there in bed languidly, and it felt very surreal.
Other dreams, of a less sexual nature, are documented in a device which I broke. So I lost most of my dreams that I had recorded. I really need to get back into recording my dreams. Recently, they've begun to bleed into reality as my psychosis begins to worsen.