I have so many. I want to share them all. I want to have them all. Can it happen. Should fantasies stay just that, a fantasy. I've fulfilled some but each time I do, another comes to mind. I'm starting to think that instead of having a book full of fantasies, I just can't be pleased.
Are fantasies just a way of saying you can't be pleased the way "normal" folks enjoy life? What are some of your fantasies that you have not fulfilled?
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Hmm.
I used to always desire to meet a Trophy Wife and get to know her inside and out, her most secret unraveling, that which is unknown to her husband, and bring them to life.
But I did that, already.
Why a Trophy Wife? What was it for you that made that your fantasy and just how did you complete that fantasy?
A Trophy Wife is/was one of the sweetest joys. For me, anyways. Her name was Tracy. And she enjoyed her status being the wife of a then star college football player.
I'd known of her from her attending high school and college with my male cousin. She was closer to him than any of my relatives. If you ask me, I'd say the only reason they married was because she'd gotten pregnant and had a baby. Her parent (mother) and his parents were solid old fashioned people with old fashoined values, so their children did the right thing as I'm sure they'd all wanted.
Anyways, I had just come back from the Army and she and my cousin picked me up at the airport and I was amazed at how nice looking she had become. She was already attractive as I remembered, but I guess the child had brought out her grown woman ish and I could hardly take my eyes off her from the moment I walked through the airport terminal all the way to when they dropped me off at my moms' house.
The next day we all went out to a club. Her husband was away at college doing his Big Man on Campus thing, I suppose. We had alot of fun. Drinking, talking about the good days. Well, her god days, before she married. Dancing. The atmosphere that night was probably something she hadn't enjoyed in awhile. I had to believe she only spoke, smiled, laughed at a few of her husband's jokes, shyly mingled and made herself enjoy the countless numbers of parties she attended with him.
She was unable to be herself.
On this particular night, she let her hair down and perhpaps even forget she had a ring on her finger.
Before I went inside I hugged her, one of those kinds of long and warm hugs which are meant to put something on a woman's mind. She didn't push me away. She allowed me to hold her as long as I wanted. She wanted. So I knew before I unlocked the door and fell into my bed that she would fall asleep with the same thing on her mind, that I had on my mind.
Two weeks later she and I sneaked to the movies ourselves. I hardly remember what we watched. We were too busy tongue kissing all throughout the film. The beginning of almost four years of intense and unapologetic sex.
The End.
Oh man. Where to start. It really depends on what mood I'm in.
Pregnant women - love the idea of a spending a good while giving a pregnant hottie some oral sex, till she's she's soaking wet and tinging from orgasms, before some gentle, but deep sex
Also love to get aggressive - take a skinny brunette skank, and spend an hour playing 'how deep can I get inside you' - bonus points if she complains that it's hurting.
Would also love to be able to give women g-spot orgasm on a regular basis. Or even just have one partner that was able to cum that way - seems so hot. Not necessarily squirting, just whole body involuntary convulsing type orgasms
I also like dirty sex. Blowjob in the bathroom stall type sex. Tie you up and make you cum so much it hurts type sex. Make her watch her degrade herself type sex..
And that's just a few ;)
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