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I was kneeling at my professor's feet, and she wanted to try her bra on me, reaching down over a short wall. I was totally embarrassed by her attention. She kept staring at me in a sexual way, and forcefully tried to put the bra on me, over my clothes. I held my arms down at my sides, but she tried to force it down, over my head, with it still clasped. It hurt. Finally I thought I'd get it over with, so I agreed to try it on, and I took off my shirt and tried to put it on properly. Once I took my arms away from my sides, I felt her coming down on me, and I was intensely embarrassed. The more she stared, and the more she talked, the more embarrassed I became. Other people were there. She scolded me. I felt shame. I realized I was almost naked, except for underwear. I never got the bra on. I found myself laying down on the floor, in extreme sexual heat, twisting and turning. One boy stood there and watched the whole thing, making me more embarrassed. I woke up struggling against her sexual advances, in terrible discomfort and sexual arousal, moaning and struggling. I was ashamed. I was so hot and turned on, while being uncomfortable. I was so embarrassed, and it felt so real.

I can't remember a whole lot of this dream but I woke feeling really stressed. I was in a building with some of my work colleagues and someone was going to take us to a place that we didn't want to go to by train. So we each received an email listing the part each of us was going to play to fool this terroriser so that we wouldn't have to go. Everyone had begun their part of the plan and I hadn't even finished reading the email to know my part. All I knew was that I had to go outside to the garden to start or fix something. When I went into the garden I left the building via my family house rear door and went into a version of my family home's back garden. There was a lot of construction work happening. There was a crane holding two men really high up who were working on something. There was a hole in the ground by the crane with a steel platform over the top of it, that was raised from the hole meaning you could slide in to the hole with ease. It was only a shallow rectangular hole that you could have stand in. As I walked towards the crane tosh out the men I noticed that they couldn't hear me and saw some one or two objects falling towards me that they had dropped. I think it was only a screw driver or small building object. I ran into the hole in time to hear then clank off the steel above me. Just as I thought I was okay there was a machine in the hole that squirted two hot spurts of chemical into my face. I felt drowsy and shouted for help two or three times. By the third shout I started to feel strong again and heaved myself from the hole quite angry at the men above and fearless compared to how I felt before. However I was still rushing around the garden trying to find something that would help with the plan and then I woke up....

Counting money in my dreams..I was counting money in my dream but the money was in envelopes there was the same amount in each one,I don't think I actually saw the money itself but I knew it was there. I was so happy I was crying,I kept thinking for the first time I could buy a home for my grandkids,but I counted it over an over like I had to be sure of how much was there. I felt free there was no greed only a sense of peace. There were 2 family members with me helping me.

I was kneeling at my professor's feet, and she wanted to try her bra on me, reaching down over a short wall. I was totally embarrassed by her attention. She kept staring at me in a sexual way, and forcefully tried to put the bra on me, over my clothes. I held my arms down at my sides, but she tried to force it down, over my head, with it still clasped. It hurt. Finally I thought I'd get it over with, so I agreed to try it on, and I took off my shirt and tried to put it on properly. Once I took my arms away from my sides, I felt her coming down on me, and I was intensely embarrassed. The more she stared, and the more she talked, the more embarrassed I became. Other people were there. She scolded me. I felt shame. I realized I was almost naked, except for underwear. I never got the bra on. I found myself lying on the floor, in extreme sexual heat, twisting and turning. One boy stood there and watched the whole thing, making me more embarrassed. I woke up struggling against her sexual advances, in terrible discomfort and sexual arousal, moaning and struggling. I was ashamed. I was so hot and turned on, while being uncomfortable. I was so embarrassed, and it felt so real.

I was walking downtown and was stopped by what looked to be a Arabian or Iraqi man who was trying to direct me across the busy intersection. As I looked past the man, I saw another Iraqi/Arabian man pull out a medium machine gun and began to shoot at all the pedestrians. I dropped down on the pavement to protect myself but was shot in the back of the head once, and then repeatedly in the back. I felt these shots but remained alive in my dream until I awoke in heavy tears and cold sweats. I knew where I was when I was shot (intersections).

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