Endless Curiosity

I have yet to answer the question from yesterday. I will get to that as soon as I can. Thank you to those kind enough to mention me. :eek:

Today's topic:

Fantasies. Most of us do, some more than others. Do yours ever translate to action, or do you prefer to keep them tucked away for private use?

Bonus: Share a fantasy you prefer to keep just a fantasy. ;)

I fantasize a lot. For many of them - or at least some aspect of many of them - I would love to have them translate into action. The ones about specific people, well, mostly those I would prefer to just keep tucked away.

I once wrote a fantasy about two colleagues (friends) that I work with. They are married and I think the wife is gorgeous and sexy, and I kind of had (have?) a crush on her. I once fantasized about "swapping" with them. Generally, that's not a fantasy of mine (I don't share well), but he's a great guy and it just seemed natural.
 
I have yet to answer the question from yesterday. I will get to that as soon as I can. Thank you to those kind enough to mention me. :eek:

Today's topic:

Fantasies. Most of us do, some more than others. Do yours ever translate to action, or do you prefer to keep them tucked away for private use?

Bonus: Share a fantasy you prefer to keep just a fantasy. ;)

Some translate to action. Really it's just about having a willing partner. But given opportunity and someone I like, I'm down.

A fantasy I prefer to keep just a fantasy? Well, like I said I'm down. :cool: But there are a few that just aren't feasible. I'll share one of those, since it involves living in the 19th century. And the hishorical accuracy is shakey. But it's still hot.

So, supposedly, back then women were often diagnosed with "female hysteria" and masturbated to "hysterical paroxysm" (orgasm) to treat it. The only real debate is how common this was.

"Rachel Maines hypothesized that doctors from the classical era up until the early 20th century commonly treated hysteria by masturbating female patients to orgasm (termed "hysterical paroxysm"), and that the inconvenience of this may have driven the early development of and the market for the vibrator.[1]" https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Female_hysteria

So, my fantasy:

I'm a 19th century husband with an "uppety" wife. She's tense. Angry. We're having issues. So I take her to the doctor.

She's strapped to a table. Fighting the restraints.

As the doctor removes her undergarments she looks at me with pleading eyes.

I stroke her hair and tell her it will be ok.

"Go to hell!"

The doctor chuckles. "I see why you brought her in. This will calm her down."

He positions the machine between her legs. A bulbous thing, attached to a motor.

A switch is flipped and a mechanical buzzing sound fills the room. She lets out a feminine sigh before she can catch herself.

"See?" The doctor raises an eyebrow.

Her composure returns quickly and she glares at me, nostrils flaring. Sweat is beading on her brow. "Please don't fight it, honey." I stroke her hair. "It's for your own good."

The doctor chuckles again. "Fight won't do her any good." He flips another switch and the buzzing intensifies.

Her eyes go wide then roll back into her head. Her whole body goes rigid. Back arched. Legs straight. Mouth gaping. At first she makes no sound, an open-mouthed silent scream. Then a low groan escapes her, turning into a growl. The whole time the wicked little machine keeps up its work between her legs.

She seems to compose herself for a moment. "Please no more! Please! I can't! I ca-"

Her voice cuts off as her body arches again, her eyes rolling.

The room fills with the musky scent of a woman in heat. I can see the buldge in the doctor's pants. He sees me looking and clears his throat. "Sometimes it's best to comfort them..."

I nod and kneel down. She's a sweaty mess. Eyes unable to focus. Mouth gaping open and closed. Drool running down her chin. I stroker her hair and wipe the drool from her chin with my thumb. "It's alright. This will make everything better. You don't need to think. You don't need to worry. Just let it happen. Just let go. Just let go..."

We stay like that for ten or twenty minutes.

Finally the doctor unstraps her. I try to help her stand, but her legs won't work. So I carry her home and put her in bed. I lay with her, spooning her. Holding her. I enter her slowly and she gasps. I don't fuck her. I just want to be inside of her as I hold her. I can still feel her clenching. And we stay like that, me holding her. Stroking her. Calming her down. Whispering in her ear how good she did.


I thought of writing a lit story but was struck by a terrible fit of laziness. :p
 
Fantasies. Most of us do, some more than others. Do yours ever translate to action, or do you prefer to keep them tucked away for private use?
I have a difficult relationship with my fantasies. In most cases, they're just snippets of an idea that come to me in a daydream or are triggered by something that I take in, but that couldn't translate into reality. Often too, they evaporate quickly, like remnants of a dream, which can be a source of irritation for tinglebliss when she asks me about fantasies and I have to say that I don't remember them. Having said that, I have filed away a few fantasies as "bankers" for if and when the right real-life situation arises. :)

Bonus: Share a fantasy you prefer to keep just a fantasy. ;)
I think I'd better keep under wraps my one that involves a row of lady Litsters. ;)
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Are you kiddin?

I have yet to answer the question from yesterday. I will get to that as soon as I can. Thank you to those kind enough to mention me. :eek:

Today's topic:

Fantasies. Most of us do, some more than others. Do yours ever translate to action, or do you prefer to keep them tucked away for private use?

Bonus: Share a fantasy you prefer to keep just a fantasy. ;)

Instead of one friend, I would have ZERO....
 
I think I'd better keep under wraps my one that involves a row of lady Litsters

Oh, yes, a row!

Face down. Naked asses in the cold air. Just listening to what's happening to the girl next to them and knowing they're next. Waiting.

I feel you. :cool:
 
< clipped in the interests of keeping my heart rate down. >

I thought of writing a lit story but was struck by a terrible fit of laziness. :p

Aaaaaaaaand *thunk*



*gets back up*

I can't even begin to imagine what you could do if you felt industrious. :eek:

:eek:
 
Such bad Litster girls

Hearing the girl next to them screaming, getting sopping wet, and cant hide it....
 
Aaaaaaaaand *thunk*



*gets back up*

I can't even begin to imagine what you could do if you felt industrious. :eek:

:eek:

There would be more porn in the world. That is certain. Glad you enjoyed. :)

Hearing the girl next to them screaming, getting sopping wet, and cant hide it....

Yes!

Inspecting the line to see who is the most wet. "This one is ready. Your turn, MF."

I have to go do real life shit. Keep this going. :cool:
 
Bonus: Nope. :p

Please! Pretty pretty pretty please with chocolate sprinkles!! *makes pouty face*

I once fantasized about "swapping" with them.

Ever wonder if they'd be into it? That thought would drive me crazy. Delightfully so. :eek:

... Whispering in her ear how good she did.


I thought of writing a lit story but was struck by a terrible fit of laziness. :p

Please write it. Pretty pretty pretty please with whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles! *makes pouty face and bats eyelashes*

Seriously, that was HOT! (I've given that particular topic some thought a time or two myself. :eek:)

I think I'd better keep under wraps my one that involves a row of lady Litsters. ;)

Is there a set list or do you take volunteers? ;)
 
Ever wonder if they'd be into it? That thought would drive me crazy. Delightfully so. :eek:

Oh hell yes, I've wondered that. And indeed, many years ago, part of the reason it first came up is that maybe...sorta...there might have been hints dropped by them?

Certainly there was some flirtation between myself and her. It was always "innocent" and well within professional boundaries. However, her husband seemed not to mind much at all, and perhaps even encouraged it.

One time, we were all on a professional trip (my wife had also come along) and we went for dinner. There was some flirtation that night too. Nothing out of bounds...but...just enough to spark my interests.

That's how I came to write up the fantasy.
 
First off, kudos to Luna and Lakesailor for getting those fantasies out here in print. :cool:

*looks pointedly at VT*

Second, can I admit to just a leetle disappointed there is no Trekka contribution?

#proeducation
 
< Is there a set list or do you take volunteers? ;)

Yes, MF. Is there a list?

THE PUBLIC HAS A RIGHT TO KNOW

:p

Oh, yes, a row!

Face down. Naked asses in the cold air. Just listening to what's happening to the girl next to them and knowing they're next. Waiting.

I feel you. :cool:

Hmmmm. Now I am curious as to Lunation's list.

Again, that pesky public. :cool:


* * *

And, apropos of absolutely nothing, I had a craving today for a childhood snack. Bread spread with peanut butter, spread with mayonnaise, sprinkled with raisins.

It seem quite normal at the time, but now I am thinking it's kinda weird. :confused:
 
Fantasies. Most of us do, some more than others. Do yours ever translate to action, or do you prefer to keep them tucked away for private use?

Bonus: Share a fantasy you prefer to keep just a fantasy. ;)

Just because that harlot EN asked... briefly...

Yes, they often translate to action. I fantasize, I share with the BF, he happily obliges, and often adds his own fantasy-flair to the mix. It's delightful.

If not played out in reality then the fantasy plays out with dirty talk... or by simulating the act.

EN! Get yer notebook! Homework assignment! Diagram some ways that a fantasy could potentially be simulated. Hint: think prop usage.

A fantasy that I prefer to keep *just* a fantasy? Geez that's a long list. Shall we take a stroll through my grey matter?

So, I don't wanna deal with law enforcement!

For that reason, alotta my sex in public days are over, and those gems take place solely in my mind now. Avoidance of entanglement with law enforcement also rules out the fucking-a-cop-to-get-out-of-something-illegal fantasy. Drat.

What else?

Group sex is kinda out for the moment because I don't think I can handle the emotions involved. Although it's on the wish list. Something to work towards. #goals

What else?

Camming. Sigh. This one got banned by the BF during the Great Rules Revision of 2016. But I have this fantasy that I'm a cam girl. If it didn't jeopardize my bread and butter... I might be all over that.

B-b-b-but wait it gets worse...

Is this a good time to mention Shibari? Gang bangs? Nipple piercing? Rape fantasies? Gun play?
 
Just because that harlot EN asked... briefly...

Yes, they often translate to action. I fantasize, I share with the BF, he happily obliges, and often adds his own fantasy-flair to the mix. It's delightful.

If not played out in reality then the fantasy plays out with dirty talk... or by simulating the act.

EN! Get yer notebook! Homework assignment! Diagram some ways that a fantasy could potentially be simulated. Hint: think prop usage.

A fantasy that I prefer to keep *just* a fantasy? Geez that's a long list. Shall we take a stroll through my grey matter?

So, I don't wanna deal with law enforcement!

For that reason, alotta my sex in public days are over, and those gems take place solely in my mind now. Avoidance of entanglement with law enforcement also rules out the fucking-a-cop-to-get-out-of-something-illegal fantasy. Drat.

What else?

Group sex is kinda out for the moment because I don't think I can handle the emotions involved. Although it's on the wish list. Something to work towards. #goals

What else?

Camming. Sigh. This one got banned by the BF during the Great Rules Revision of 2016. But I have this fantasy that I'm a cam girl. If it didn't jeopardize my bread and butter... I might be all over that.

B-b-b-but wait it gets worse...

Is this a good time to mention Shibari? Gang bangs? Nipple piercing? Rape fantasies? Gun play?

I'm sorry, I blacked out after "camming." How firm is the BF on this one? Can we start a petition or something? Offer Lunation as a sacrifice, perhaps?

*whispers to L* You'll take one for the team, right?

What's it gonna take to make this happen?

ETA: I have a security card uniform, complete with badge, if the BF wants to borrow it. Just squint your eyes a bit and ... tada! Let the cop fantasies begin! (On camera.). :D
 
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I'm sorry, I blacked out after "camming." How firm is the BF on this one? Can we start a petition or something? Offer Lunation as a sacrifice, perhaps?

*whispers to L* You'll take one for the team, right?

What's it gonna take to make this happen?

ETA: I have a security card uniform, complete with badge, if the BF wants to borrow it. Just squint your eyes a bit and ... tada! Let the cop fantasies begin! (On camera.). :D

*whispers* There's a girl-on-girl-action exemption clause. :kiss:
 
Fantasies. Most of us do, some more than others. Do yours ever translate to action, or do you prefer to keep them tucked away for private use?

Bonus: Share a fantasy you prefer to keep just a fantasy. ;)
To be honest, my fantasies stay that way. There is a divide between what the wife will and won;t do for me.

One of my fantasies involve taking my girl right after we shower together. During our lovemaking, I push her close to her boundaries and we climax a good couple times......then there is major cuddling afterwards, before we take a shower again.
 
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