Both of these dream sequences are too sexual and raunchy for me to share publicly. Suffice it to say that on night four all I can remember is copulating like made with a woman with brown hair in a semi-seated position. I clearly knew she was not my wife which added an element of guilt to the entire dream. I woke up disgusted and couldn’t bring myself to share it here.
Last night’s dream had a similar theme although there was no sex. I was sneaking off with a larger sized woman to kiss and hold hands. As ashamed as I am to admit it, both last night and the preceding were dreams of infidelity. As far as I’m concerned, there’s never been a better reason to continue to pursue the practice of lucid dreaming to start uprooting these latent defilements.
Cattāri Brahmavihārā 
Being a fairly accomplished lucid dreamer in the past (many reasons, mostly poor sleep this practice ebbed) and I found that while I knew I was in a dream and I could control many things, I could not control them all.
For instance, incapable of violence in my dreamscape- punches always miss, as do weapons.
Best of luck sorting it out my friend.
By: jonkot on 12/24/2014
at 5:09 pm