SECRET SEXUAL FANTASIES At Sex Week at Yale
It’s the Valentine’s Season, so we’re off to our fifth Sex Week at Yale to frolic among the Young Blues, Old Blues, sexperts, science-of-love professors and intellectually-aroused porn stars, spreading Lust et Veritas and giving away Doc Johnson Pocket Rockets (Drop Pocket Rockets, not Patriot Missiles!), Condomania condoms (February is National Condom Month) and Lust et Veritas panties to the needy, climaxing in a Valentine’s Day Saybrook Master’s Tea at 2:30pm, where I’ll get to expound upon one of my favorite subjects: Secret Sexual Fantasies.
Your fantasies are always with you, playing hide-and-seek with your perceived realities, whispering wild ideas into your inner ear, showing movies in your mind, stirring your passions mysteriously, yet so powerfully. If you are imprisoned in any way–by your work, your family, your education, your religion, your government–your fantasies become your freedom. Sometimes your ability to fantasize is the only freedom you have.
Erotic Fantasy is the G-Spot of Your Mind
Where does fantasy end and reality begin? The English philosopher John Richter said, “Fantasy rules over two-thirds of the universe, the past and the future, while reality is confined to the present.”
Fantasy–the original “theater of the mind”–makes up a huge portion of human consciousness. Memory, as it filters through the mind’s eye, is a kind of fantasy that gazes backward, into the past. Hope, anticipation, fear and ambition are fantasies that look toward the future. Our sexuality is fueled by fantasies of the past and the future, as well as “pure” fantasies–wild dreams that never happened and that you never really want to have happen–that haunt and stimulate you like a kinky parallel universe.
A sexual fantasy can be a long, complicated story, a quick mental flash of erotic imagery or something in between. Whatever form it takes, it arouses your sexual feelings. As such, your favorite fantasy is the G-spot of your mind.
Experts agree that sexual fantasies are important, powerful and pervasive. But they can’t agree on much more about them. For every study that concludes that women or men fantasize one way, there’s another that concludes the opposite. If you look hard enough, you can find a study to prove any theory about sexual fantasies and another one to disprove it. Maybe this is because it is very difficult to measure fantasies except through questionnaires, and it is so easy and tempting to lie on questionnaires, especially when it comes to opening up about our deepest, darkest, most embarrassing, secret, sexual fantasies. Therefore, I will not use many studies to justify my points here. As a sex therapist with one of the largest private practices in the world and a sex-oriented radio and TV talk show host for over two decades, as well as an erotically-married woman for almost 18 years, I base my observations on my own professional and personal experience, which I believe is as good a “study” on fantasy as any.
Before we discuss where your secret fantasies come from and whether or not to share them with anyone, let’s take a look at some of the most common ones…
The Perfect Lover
The most popular sexual fantasies among men and women involve images of sex with a passionate, attractive, exciting partner who will do whatever you want, even if that means dominating you. Your Perfect Lover could be someone you know; it could even be your real-life partner. It could be someone you saw in class or at work but never talk to, a celebrity with whom you feel a connection, or a complete stranger you happened to face for two intense minutes in a crowded elevator. It could be someone that would be your ideal mate, if only you could be together. Or it could be someone very taboo: a relative, your best friend’s spouse, a MILF, a “bad” boy or girl, someone of whom you know your family would disapprove. Perfect Lovers run the gamut, but the universal characteristic is that you find this person irresistible and extremely satisfying, at least in fantasy.
Even very traditional ladies who prefer romance to porn enjoy the fantasy of the Perfect Lover. While such a scenario might involve nothing more than kissing, Perfect Lover fantasies can entail sexual intercourse in every position. Oral sex (giving or receiving) is a big favorite, followed by manual sex, anal sex (giving or receiving) and mutual masturbation. In addition to these basic physical sex acts, there are many other types of sex about which you might fantasize, especially if you feel deprived of a particular favorite activity. Your Perfect Lover will never deprive you…unless you have a deprivation fetish.
One popular variation on the Perfect Lover is what I call “Some Enchanted Evening”: sex with a sexy stranger. It’s not that I’m recommending sex with a real-life stranger, at least not without sheathing your body in a suit of latex armor, the shining armor of the knight of the 21st century, but the fantasy of sex with an exciting, attractive stranger is a delightful aphrodisiac that many women and men enjoy. One of the reasons these kinds of lovers are “perfect” is that you don’t know them at all.
It’s even more common to fantasize about your real-life lover, who may not be perfect, but must be pretty hot and is certainly familiar and easy enough to conjure up in the erotic theater of your mind. But because it’s a secret sexual fantasy, you might imagine something different than the usual. Maybe you fantasize that your real-life lover is aggressive even though he or she is usually passive, or that the two of you are being watched, or perhaps you imagine yourself watching your lover have sex with someone else. This brings us to the next most popular type of fantasy…
Two Perfect Lovers—Or More!
Double your pleasure, double your fun; sex with two lovers is more fun than one! The threesome is another very common sexual fantasy. It’s often associated with the male erotic imagination, and it’s certainly one of the most widespread male fantasies, invoking images of double-wived patriarchs and the pleasures of the harem. But women are catching up as it becomes more acceptable for us to admit we’d like to be with two hot men at once, or perhaps a man and another woman.
The male standard is sex with two women, of course–often a girlfriend and another lady. This sort of ménage à trois fantasy is flattering to your erotic ego and gives you a sex-educational glimpse into the secrets of lesbian sex. Of course, these are not man-hating lesbians; in fact, they love your penis!
More and more men now also confess that they fantasize about having a threesome with a woman and another man. The level of imagined physical intimacy can run the gamut from barely touching the man while you both focus on the woman all the way to the two men having intense sex while the woman simply watches or “directs.” You might also imagine watching the other man have his sexual way with your woman, with you as the “cuckold,” creating what I call the “sperm wars” effect, a competitive rise in your sperm count that arouses you even if you feel jealous and insecure.
Threesome fantasies can be so vivid, especially if one of the partners is your real-life lover, that many people try breathing life into them. The resulting reality spans from having a beautiful experience which enhances your relationship, as well as your sense of your sexual self, to an awful, awkward incident that hurts everyone involved. One thing is certain: Everything in any fantasy is “perfect” as far as your libido is concerned. Reality, however, is not quite so in tune with what turns you on, let alone what turns on your real-life partner or the third party.
A threesome can become an orgy, which is another common sexual fantasy. One way to keep sexual monogamy from becoming monotony is to maintain an active fantasy life with as many different partners as you can imagine. I happen to have a personal soft spot for real-life orgies, holding them regularly at my Institute, giving me and everyone here not just the chance to live out a common fantasy, but the opportunity to experience real-life communal ecstasy. But that’s the subject of another bloggamy and another Master’s Tea. Back to fantasy…
Bisexual Fantasies
Sometimes when you imagine a threesome with someone of the same sex, it’s a prelude to fantasizing about a more intimate, same-sex twosome. Or maybe the third opposite sex lover is just there for show, to “guide” or even “force” the two same-gender lovers to play with each other. Or maybe your erotic theater of the mind will just combine the male and female into one and imagine sex with a pre-op transsexual or shemale.
This doesn’t necessarily mean you’re truly gay, though it could. It more often means you’re truly bisexual, which I believe most of us are, and that your fantasy life is making up for what you repress in your real life. Just because you fantasize about having sex with someone of your gender doesn’t mean you ought to do it. Same sex fantasies can signify a lot of different things for people who lead mostly straight real lives–from seeking personal validation to breaking societal taboos.
It’s funny; it used to be much more taboo for women to admit to any kind of fantasies, except the kind revolving around love and “bodice-rippers,” a.k.a. romance novels. But now that more women are creating porn and erotica, making it more romantic–that is, story and character-driven–younger women are unabashedly eating it up. Modern ladies also seem to have an easier time accepting their bi-curious fantasies than most men do. There are various sociopolitical, cultural, psychological and physical reasons for this. Women know that most men are turned on by two women together, whereas it’s still a rare, very open-minded woman who enjoys two men together. Our society is more homophobic than lesbian-phobic. Then there are the real-life, physical risks which tend to be greater between men, since penetration is more often involved, than between women.
When fantasizing about sex with another female, most women imagine the other woman’s whole body: her breasts, buns, hair, lips (both pairs), clitoris, soft skin, seductive eyes, etc. When men fantasize about other men, they tend to focus on one part: the penis. Usually, they envision a big one. So Freud was wrong about “penis envy.” Women don’t have it; men do. At least, a lot of men do. Certainly, Freud himself did.
Even, perhaps especially, the outwardly homophobic male has gay fantasies. Why do you think a guy like that is so scared of gays “converting” straight men? Because in his fantasies, that’s exactly what happens: a hugely endowed male dominates him, forcing him to have sex—usually giving oral or taking anal–and he likes it, at least in fantasy (again, this doesn’t necessarily mean he’s truly gay). Masters & Johnson reported that heterosexuals often fantasize about homosexual encounters and vice versa, more often reflecting curiosity and other impulses than the desire to change the gender of one’s real-life lovers. Norman Mailer went so far as to say that “There is probably no sensitive heterosexual alive who is not preoccupied with his latent homosexuality.” I would add “at some point in his life,” since such desires come and go.
Our society tends to make things black or white, good or bad, male or female, heterosexual or homosexual. But the human sexual imagination is most definitely bisexual, even what you might call omnisexual. When Edna St. Vincent Millay went to a doctor for her headaches, he suggested they might stem from “an occasional erotic impulse toward a person of [her] own sex.”
“Oh, you mean I’m homosexual?” Millay responded, “Of course, I am, and heterosexual too, but what’s that got to do with my headache?” Maybe that’s what the Pulitzer-prize-winning poet and Vassar girl meant when she wrote “my candle burns at both ends.”
Men are not from Mars, women are not from Venus. We’re all from the same beautiful, wild, sexual planet Earth, and we’re far more alike than we are different. Dr. Alfred Kinsey was among the first to show that we’re all on a bisexual continuum with absolute heterosexuals on one end and absolute homosexuals on the other end. Very few of us fall at one extreme or the other. That doesn’t mean we like both sexes equally at all times. It just means most of us can potentially, under the right circumstances (boarding school, prison, a desert island, etc.), with the right person (the Perfect Lover), be aroused by either gender. Certainly, we can, and often do, enjoy being “bi” in fantasy.
Surrender and Power Trips
Power and surrender, or “dominance and submission” (D/s) fantasies are quite common among both men and women. They seem to be gaining in popularity, but they’re even older than the human race, probably flowing through the erotic minds of our bonobo and chimpanzee cousins. They can be crude or romantic, marvelous or dangerous. D/s fantasies may involve sadomasochism (S/M), bondage and discipline (B/D), an imagined abduction, a fantasy “rape,” spanking, whipping, tickling, torture, teasing, body worship and a host of other activities that may or may not entail actual sexual intercourse. In D/s fantasies, being “bad”–whether you are the nasty Dom or the naughty sub–feels really good. It’s another trick of the imagination that turns the “good” status quo on its head in order to turn you on.
It’s easy to understand why people enjoy dominating others. Power is a rush, especially in fantasy. You get to do whatever you want to the sex object of your dreams. What more could you desire? Many people pursue physical power over others in real life, often entering political, police or military careers. Others prefer to go on their power trips in their erotic imagination. Traditionally, “domination” is considered a male fantasy, probably most popular among young men who are relatively powerless in real-life society, even though they have testosterone-pumping energy to spare. But more and more women say they enjoy the fantasy of being dominant, “on top,” wielding a whip or even sprouting a penis (okay, Freud was right about some women) or other penetrative “weapon,” perhaps wearing a strap-on dildo in real-life sex.
But why do people long to submit? It’s certainly not all Stockholm Syndrome. As a therapist, I hear many more fantasies of submission than dominance, from both men and women. That’s partly because private therapy is expensive, and the men and women who can afford it tend to be successful professionals who dominate others in real life. Nature seeks a balance, often finding it through our fantasy life, making otherwise dominant people long to surrender, to be overwhelmed by someone else’s passion and power. In their erotic imaginations, and sometimes in a real-life role-playing session with a dominatrix, they surrender control for a brief period in their busy, power-packed day or week. They take a mini vacation from real life stress and the responsibility of being in charge, perhaps a time trip back into a childhood or adolescence under someone else’s control. Since society puts so much pressure on us to achieve–and achieving is hard work–deep in our secret erotic imaginations, many high-achievers long to surrender.
But there’s another, even more pervasive reason many people eroticize and even become addicted to submission: guilt. Forced surrender allows you to do something sexual without it being your “fault,” absolving you of guilt, at least in fantasy. No one likes to be raped in real life, of course, but the rape fantasy is extremely popular, as long as it’s being perpetrated by someone attractive. Usually, your fantasy rapist is a kind of Perfect Lover, someone you would actually be thrilled to have sex with in real life. But, in a rape fantasy, you give yourself the additional pleasure of resistance and the absolution of innocence (it’s the rapist’s fault, not yours!). Though, of course, it is your fantasy mind that creates the rapist and everything he or she does. For obvious reasons, the rape fantasy is most common among sexually repressed “good girls” and outwardly conservative men. It’s also an ego-boost to the sexually insecure, as it allows you to feel extremely desirable, so much so that your rapist finds you impossible to resist.
Whether you are being raped, ravished, abducted, tied up, spanked, teased, forced to dress like a slut or led around on a leash as the slave of a powerful, sexy Master or Mistress, in a submission fantasy, you get to be made to do or get what you secretly desire. So a foot fetishist will be “made” to worship feet, the nipple masochist “forced” to suffer extra painful nipple clamps and the panty lover “ordered” to put on the mistress’ knickers. Dominant/submissive scenarios may involve master/slave, goddess/supplicant, rapist/victim, boss/employee, teacher/student, parent/child, john/hooker, doctor/patient or guard/prisoner.
Men and women probably fantasize with equal passion about sexual surrender. But it’s still more socially acceptable for women (even feminist women) than it is for men, so men more often combine feelings of humiliation with submission. Politically incorrect as it may be, male submission fantasies often involve being dressed up in traditional, sensuous or “slutty” women’s clothes and called derogatory “sissy” names. This may or may not overlap with cross-dressing or transgender fantasies.
Keep in mind that some people have transgender fantasies that are not at all submissive; they really do feel that they were born into the body of the “wrong” gender, and their fantasies are sometimes a prelude to “becoming” the opposite sex in real-life through hormones, surgery and lifestyle changes. But very often, male transvestite fantasies aren’t about really wanting to be a woman; they’re about submission in the form of erotic degradation.
I could go on and on about the many different types of sexual surrender and submission that people enjoy. In love–as opposed to war, politics or business, where “surrender” conjures images of defeat and shame–surrender can be sweet and the ultimate, intimate fulfillment. The ancient Taoist masters said, “In yielding, there is strength.” In surrender, there can be power–certainly sexual fantasy power.
Exhibitionism and Voyeurism
Another common fantasy combo is seeing and being seen, showing off and watching the show, exhibitionism and voyeurism. It’s not all visual; you can be an audio-voyeur who enjoys hearing someone talk “dirty,” and you can be an aural exhibitionist who gets off on telling your sex secrets to the world. But most exhibitionism and voyeurism is about the joy of the erotic gaze and the thrill of being gazed upon, breaking through the strong social taboo of visual privacy.
The entire porn industry is based on people’s voyeuristic desires to see otherwise forbidden images of other people engaged in sex. We love to watch. There are obviously enough people who love to be watched that there are plenty of porn stars and strippers. Those are extreme professions to be in, but in fantasy you can do it all and bare it all before thousands or in forbidden places. Marilyn Monroe is said to have had recurring dreams in which she stripped off all her clothes in a church as a stunned congregation silently worshipped her naked beauty.
With the advent of reality shows, erotic blogs and obsessive, sexy photo-posting on social networking communities, exhibitionism and voyeurism are busting through the erotic theater of the mind and into that half-way house between fantasy and reality: the media. More and more, natural exhibitionists are just making and posting their own porn, turning everyone on their “friend list” into voyeurs.
In our society, we tend to think of exhibitionism as female and voyeurism as male. After all, due to the hot politics of cold cash, most strip clubs have female performers for male customers and the great majority of straight sex magazines and websites have pictures of women for men to admire. You can post anything on the Internet but, still, women tend to be the ones who get paid for sex as a stripper, prostitute, porn star, mistress or other sexual performer. Whether this shows that women are dominant–making money doing what they already enjoy as they call their own shots–or submissive–allowing themselves to be exploited and made to do things they don’t like for the sake of money–depends on the woman. Likewise, whether “paying for it” shows that men are dominant–wealthy and powerful enough to pay and get what they want–or submissive–forced to pay because that’s the only way they’ll get what they need–depends on the man.
Most people would say the He-Pays-To-Watch-Her scenario is the natural relationship between male and female, but is it? In nature, it’s usually the male of the species that’s the exhibitionist, the classic example being the peacock. His sex drive programs him to strut his sexual stuff for the female who watches him voyeuristically and quite critically, deciding whether he’d make a good sex partner based largely on the beauty of his tail. Since there aren’t too many opportunities for men to sexually display themselves for women in our society, many men secretly fantasize about exhibitionism. They desperately want to show themselves off, with special emphasis on their taboo penises that are so forbidden everywhere except hardcore porn. In fact, there’s a fetish that is gaining in popularity on the Internet known by its initials CFNM: Clothed Female, Naked Male.
Animals and Angels
Your wild erotic nature may emerge in animal fantasies. Don’t worry, having animal sex fantasies doesn’t (usually) mean you want to have sex with animals in real life. You may just revel in the ultra-taboo, bestial wildness. Horses and dogs figure commonly in men’s bestiality fantasies which usually involve them submissively receiving sex from the animal or voyeuristically watching a woman engaged in sex with the animal. Female fantasies tend to involve the woman being the animal, often something in the wild “pussy” family, such as a lioness, tiger or cheetah. No wonder wildcat patterns are so popular in women’s fashion.
Of course, real-life bestiality is appalling to most people. But animal sex fantasies connect you to your animal nature, often freeing your mind from the all-too-human sexual oppression that lurks within you.
On the other end of the sexual fantasy spectrum lies the spiritual. Sacred sex. You might fantasize about an Eros angel with wings to take you flying. Dreams of flying are often considered symbols of orgasm. You might imagine a divine threesome with you, your lawfully wedded spouse and the all-embracing presence of God or the Goddess. Your sacred sex fantasies might be influenced by a religious upbringing, the Bible, the Koran, the Tao Te Ching or other spiritual teachings that elevate the sex act to something heavenly, such that you might imagine your sexual union as a cosmic merger of two souls becoming one. Religious people don’t tend to characterize their ideas about spiritual union as fantasies, but if the holy robe fits, wear it. Fantasies of sex with space aliens and superheroes go into the “angel” category, though some might be a bit more animal.
These are the most basic types of secret sexual fantasies. There are many more variations, and I’d love to hear some of yours. But first let’s answer a few fundamental questions about sexual fantasy, where it comes from and where it can take you.
Where Do Fantasies Come From?
Your fantasies begin in the cradle, perhaps even in the womb. By the time you reach your teens, they get really intense. Many of your erotic fantasies stem from early memories, the first images you find arousing. If for no other reason than constant proximity, these images often come through interactions with family: your mother’s lingerie hanging on the clothesline, your father spanking you, catching your sister naked in the bathroom, your brother wrestling you to the ground. That’s one reason why incest fantasies of all kinds are so common. But don’t worry; just having incest fantasies doesn’t mean you’ve ever really had incest or ever will.
It’s true that real-life incest victims and perpetrators tend to be preoccupied by such imagery, often arising from traumatic memories. But most people who have incest fantasies have never acted on them. Oedipus complex, anyone? Freud may have been off on penis envy, but he was right on the money shot when he theorized that Oedipus and Electra, Mommy and Daddy complexes, and other types of terribly taboo incest fantasies permeate the secret spaces of many of our erotic minds.
Of course, the family is not the only source of secret sexual fantasy. You might pick up images from friends, neighbors and school experiences, as well as from your favorite fairy tales, movies, TV shows and popular music, not to mention Internet porn. These early images are very powerful, because they impress themselves upon you when you’re very impressionable. They become blueprints for your desire, repeating themselves in your memories and activating your imagination, infusing your natural sexuality with meaning and excitement. They alternately confuse, excite, please, comfort and torment you. And they become secret sexual fantasies.
Your erotic fantasies might be influenced by aspects of your early years that aren’t so obviously sexual. We human beings are masters at finding silver linings in black clouds, and we often do this through the “magic” of sexual fantasy. For instance, if you were very sick as a child and confined to bed, you might go on to fantasize about bondage or sensory deprivation. If you were abused or bullied when you were small, then later in life you might turn being bullied into something pleasurable and fantasize about erotic submission or humiliation. On the other hand, your fantasy mind might rather turn the tables on reality and eroticize domination.
What Are Fantasies Good For?
Sexual fantasies can be keys that unlock the doors of your repressed personal history. They can help you to cope with your real-life problems, just as your dreams do, though they tend to do it when you’re awake. They can help you work through past trauma or abuse, operating like an erotic painkiller on negative, hurtful memories. Of course, that can lead to other problems, such as wanting to act out the fantasy and perpetrate the abuse that you experienced onto someone else. But it doesn’t have to. Sexual fantasies and erotic dreams, especially when accompanied by orgasm and perspective (not necessarily in that order), can help to release the stress and trauma of the past. They can also help you relive good sexual memories. You appreciate this benefit of fantasy more as you get older. And no, you don’t have to act out anything in real life; you can keep your secret sexual fantasies and memories locked up in your mind for safekeeping.
But fantasies aren’t just about the past. They can also prepare you for the future. Fantasies can be hazy or detailed rehearsals in the erotic theater of the mind for sexual acts you haven’t yet experienced. That’s probably a pretty common use of fantasy at Yale, or on any college campus. Just as athletes imagine playing and winning the Big Game before it actually happens, so you might imagine seducing or being seduced by your Perfect Lover before the Big Date–or the Big Hook-Up. Some Casanovas and Cleopatras combine fantasy with strategy to entice any partner they desire. This is part of the Mystery method that Matador represented at Sex Week at Yale in 2008. If you can dream it, you can do it.
On the other hand, your secret sexual fantasies can trip you up. Fantasies can be very perverse, enhancing your insecurity, even as they arouse your passions. If you tend to fantasize about being humiliated by people you desire, then you might have a hard time–so to speak–psyching yourself up in a positive way for a date with someone you’d like to impress.
Understandably, people often would like to get rid of troublesome fantasies. Maybe they fantasize about being embarrassed when they’d like to be confident, or having gay sex when they’d like to be straight, or doing their partner’s sister when they’d like to focus on their partner. But deleting a secret sexual fantasy from your mental hard drive is much easier said than done. In fact, it really can’t be done. Very often, the harder you try to banish a bad fantasy from your head, the more insidiously it will wrap itself around your every thought and feeling. You simply can’t control your fantasies, at least no better than you can control your dreams.
But your fantasies don’t have to control you either. Just because you imagine doing some crazy, kinky thing doesn’t mean you have to do it. You can’t control what you imagine. But you can, more or less, control what you do in real life. So don’t make like the Thought Police and bust yourself for your fantasies! Hold yourself accountable for your actions, not your thoughts. Your favorite, secret, sexual fantasy is a gift you can’t return, though sometimes, with time, it fades.
To Share or Not to Share?
Make friends with your fantasies. Don’t vainly attempt to control them, and maybe they won’t take control of you. Then you can use them as safe outlets for dark, naughty or forbidden desires that you can’t, or wouldn’t, want to live out–perhaps because you know that doing so would hurt you or someone you love. For some people, fantasies are great mental sex toys, interactive mind-movies, playgrounds for the libido. We grow up playing as children, but gradually all our games become serious and there’s very little playtime left in our adult lives. The erotic theater of the mind is a place for you to play. Do try to play safe, though that’s not always as simple as it sounds.
What about sharing? Opening up about otherwise secret sexual fantasies with your partner can make lovemaking more exciting. Sharing fantasies isn’t usually necessary when you first have sex together. So much is new in reality, your mind doesn’t have to go much farther than the present moment for stimulation. But after a while, when you’re in a long-term relationship, you get to know each other’s bodies so well that your mind is bound to drift…into fantasy. After all, there are only so many physical positions into which you can bend your bodies, but there is an endless array of mind-games you can play, or role-play. On the other hand, your secret sexual fantasy could hurt, anger, scare or disgust your lover. One person’s fantasy is another’s nightmare.
So, to share or not to share? It really depends on you, your partner and the fantasy. In other words: proceed with caution. Take baby steps…
If you’ve never shared a fantasy with your lover, and you’d like to try, start by sharing a memory, a thrilling erotic experience you actually had together. Reminisce about it in bed, then embellish the memory by imagining something that could have made the experience even more exciting. You can also stimulate the sharing of fantasies by reading or looking at erotica together. Be poetic, be explicit, be romantic, be outrageous, be honest, but be sensitive. Try tossing out small parts of your secret fantasies like test balloons; if it floats, keep embellishing; if you can see it sinking by your partner’s negative reaction, switch gears. It’s risky business, but nothing great in life comes without taking a chance. If you can share your fantasies with your lover, you can get to know each other deeply, weaving powerful strands of feeling into the fabric of your relationship, blending fantasies with memories and ever-expanding possibilities.
Your secret sexual fantasies evolve and change as you do. Of course, it’s your prerogative to keep them a secret. But if they haunt, obsess or hurt you in some way, it might be a good idea to share them with a sex therapist, if not your lover. Troublesome fantasies discussed and explored in a safe, enlightening but nonjudgmental manner tend to lose some of their obsessive, dangerous qualities. Sharing difficult, recurring fantasies with a good therapist might help you to put them in perspective, reducing their negative power over you, so you can make friends with your fantasies and learn to use them to release stress and come to terms with the many layers of your sexuality.
Sexual Fantasy Contest!
Speaking of sharing, I’d love for you to share one of your secret sexual fantasies with me. In fact, Max wants to make it competitive, so we’re having a little contest–something we can all vote on. Tell us one of your favorite sexual fantasies–secret or not so secret–or one of your lover’s fantasies. The winning fantasist will win a Bonobo Goodie Bag–with a Doc Johnson Pocket Rocket, half a dozen Condomania condoms, a free pass to the Bloggamy’s Private Galleries and two BlockFilms DVDs of your choice-–just like we’ll be giving away at Yale. Be as romantic, explicit or fetishistic as you like. And don’t worry, you can maintain your secret, using a Nom de Plume, perhaps a fantasy name. And we can even send your Goody Bag to an anonymous P.O. box. Then again, we could make you and/or your fantasy deliciously famous, if that’s what you prefer. So come on, don’t repress it! Express it right here on the bloggamy. Post your fantasy below as a “comment.” Whether or not you win the contest, it will find a fantastic forum.
Need to Talk PRIVATELY about Your Secret Sexual Fantasies?
Call The Dr. Susan Block Institute at 213.670.0066
Explore DrSusanBlock.com
Need to talk? Sext? Webcam? Do it here. Have you watched the show? No? Feel the sex. Don’t miss the Forbidden Photographs—Hot Stuff, look at them closely here. Join our private social media Society. Join us live in studio 😊. Go shopping. Gift shop or The Market Place. DrSusanBlock.tv, real sex TV at your toe tips. Sex Clips Anyone? FASHION, we have fashion! We also have politics. Politics? Have you Read the book? No? How about the Speakeasy Journal? Click here. Ok, how about some free sex advice?
Leah T
05 · 29 · 10 @ 1:43 am
OMG OMG OMG… why am I writing this? what am I expecting? this is ganna be very confused and I better start from the begining… whatever the begining is…
I am an ultra orthodox Jewish girl. This basicly means I never as much as shook hands or realy spoke with a man who is not my relative and will not untill my wedding. Than I am with my husband propably- well, hopefully- for the rest of my life. And I can’t ask him before hand what he is like about intimate relations- even the thought of it is horribly emmbarssing.
My problem is that I have desires.I can’t realy stop imaging what sex would be like. one can kinda say I am a virgin sex addict! ye ,sounds like it makes alot of sense right?
It goes like this. Since I was about 10 I had fantasies. before I even read them any where or even found out that there is such thing as copulation.
When I was about 12 I “found out”- though healthy curiosity and a cousin- and was shocked to see the strange, sweet-bitter ideas I imagined in such color… dead and dry on printed paper or online. and trashed- both better and a million times less stasfying.
In my culture, I’m “officialy” don’t know what internet is, what magazines are, and definatly not what a penis is. I still dont really because pictures and graphics emmbaress me- I cant look at them with feeling like a sinning man. Just stories- just words- feel better but im still deceving my parent, friend, teachers and m self in pretending to be one person and acting so different- worlds and billion years away from the “normal” world of our community .
Yet, I cant stop my self. Its too good. Or acualy, too evil and creepy. Which is same for me by now. I feel crazed. I will be decieving the boy who marries me thinking I’m pure.All I can do is prey that by chance I’ll land a equally preverted husband.
What I acualy do all day in my head- school or work or bed or meal- I fantasies. I have long detailed stories I can carry on in my head for days or weeks.They happen in different eras and lands.I am almost “trapped” in a fantasy once I created it, and it just has to play out untill my virginty is taken. Than I have to leave the charcter because I can’t really imagine myself “beula” (“husbanded”-meaning not a virgin).They- the fantasies- are very detailed,I make up names and places and way of dressing and history for my charcters. i alway put my fantasy in context of history- sometimes have alot of other things going on beside relations. By relations I mean usualy rape or semi-rape- your section about it in the article sorta hit me in the stomach.Are we all that predictable?
My fantasies often have a wedding night. What if I end up having a real life akward, sweaty wedding night where we won’t even manage to do it? that would be super ironic, no question…
I also lie under the faucent in the bathtub and open my legs so the water push down betweeen untill i get shivers. I’ve been doing that on and off since like 8 or 9, because it felt good,so Maybe by now I’m not even a nominal virgin anymore. I am very scared but I can’t make my self stop this pleasure even while in my head I’m crying out that I stressing and ripping my hymen even more. What if I don’t bleed in the end? OMG…
Patheic! I’m compeletly pathetic! As shameless as I am in imagination, One peck or causal blush can make me blush the whole day. Seriously- once a good looking bus driver called me honey and I felt elated and satisfied for the rest of the day! poor guy. beyond pathetic!
I am not sure what I am doing by writing this.Possibly because I’m going to burst.Or maybe its the thing you wrote about- people who get exicted when they describe to other people their sex.:) I doubt this is it though, since in this case I would be even more otterly and compeletly pathetic- since I have nothing to describe!
You may read or not read this whole mess,you may think I’m crazy, repressed, hypocritical, long-winded or anything in between.This had to get out.I read your article (I was searching “secret fantasy” and it came up) and this passed in my head.
Thank you so much, (and sincre admiration if you held on until the end of this super confuzed rant.)
phun4long
03 · 26 · 10 @ 1:49 pm
Hey Doc — My, can i get the Cliff Notes to your blog… ;)… Just kidding, sorta… Hope the conference was “engaging”… Really enjoyed the voyeur, exhibitionist section … Look forward to more…Keep up the great work…and play!
Chris M
03 · 3 · 10 @ 11:37 pm
my fantasy is to masturbate in your sex therapy office while you watch me in your glasses dressed very professionally. can you make it real?
Steve
03 · 3 · 10 @ 3:02 am
My fantasy is to be forced to drink and drink until my bladder is near exploring. I go home with an Asian girl who forces me to keep holding it, strips me naked, tosses my clothes away like trash and then pushes me down. She ties me up and brutally tickles every inch of my naked flesh while still forcing me to hold as she pees on my bladder while riding me girl on top style, every movement pressing down on my throbbing bladder. Then, as she is completely dominating me, her friends suddenly emerge and tickle torture me while I’m still being ridden, cheering for her to dominate me. Then when it’s over I’m tickled mercilessly by her and her friends until I lose control of my bladder inside the girl riding me. Then the tickle torture and forced nudity continue until I am nearly passed out.
Steve
03 · 3 · 10 @ 3:02 am
My fantasy is to be forced to drink and drink until my bladder is near exploring. I go home with an Asian girl who forces me to keep holding it, strips me naked, tosses my clothes away like trash and then pushes me down. She ties me up and brutally tickles every inch of my naked flesh while still forcing me to hold as she pees on my bladder while riding me girl on top style, every movement pressing down on my throbbing bladder. Then, as she is completely dominating me, her friends suddenly emerge and tickle torture me while I’m still being ridden, cheering for her to dominate me. Then when it’s over I’m tickled mercilessly by her and her friends until I lose control of my bladder inside the girl riding me. Then the tickle torture and forced nudity continue until I am nearly passed out.
Ricardo
03 · 2 · 10 @ 6:05 pm
Hello guys!
Long time from the last time I came here…
Well. interesting new posts.
I can tell I will repeat mine over and over, I love my fantasies so much!
I can tell!!!
oh yes,also I can t wait to re-read the winner post!
hugs to everybody!
Ricardo
03 · 2 · 10 @ 6:05 pm
Hello guys!
Long time from the last time I came here…
Well. interesting new posts.
I can tell I will repeat mine over and over, I love my fantasies so much!
I can tell!!!
oh yes,also I can t wait to re-read the winner post!
hugs to everybody!
michael g.b.
03 · 1 · 10 @ 7:28 am
ha! yeah . . i guess it DOES sound like a scene from The Rocky Horror Picture Show. :)
michael g.b.
03 · 1 · 10 @ 7:28 am
ha! yeah . . i guess it DOES sound like a scene from The Rocky Horror Picture Show. :)
greg
02 · 28 · 10 @ 9:04 am
intresting michael, but then you would’nt hear the taps. but not a bad idea even though i not into pain.
greg
02 · 28 · 10 @ 9:04 am
intresting michael, but then you would’nt hear the taps. but not a bad idea even though i not into pain.
michael g.b.
02 · 27 · 10 @ 1:48 pm
greg . . now . . if she were tap dancing on your naked body wearing nail thin six inch spiked stiletto heels . . THEN it would be interesting! :)
michael g.b.
02 · 27 · 10 @ 1:48 pm
greg . . now . . if she were tap dancing on your naked body wearing nail thin six inch spiked stiletto heels . . THEN it would be interesting! :)
greg
02 · 26 · 10 @ 12:52 pm
my fantsay is being on stage tied down, and a beautiful lady tap dancer comes on stage. she methodically tap dances in sexy golden glittery tap shoes to the tune “body and soul” performed by the late charlie parker. i am squirming trying to get free as this leggy tap dancer moving ,her arms slithering like a rattlesnake as her feet enceased in ultra black sheer nylons and golden glittery tap shoes, is making rhytmic love to the floor, laying out sweet erotic taps
“TAPTAPTAPPITYTAPKATAPCLKETYCLACKKATAP!” i’m getting a serious hard on as she tapdances around me touching the tip of my cock with her long red fingernails. she finally sit on my face wearing no panties. commanding me to lick her, i refuse. she reaches back with her left hand and starts tickling my balls forcing me to unleash my talented tongue on her already sweaty pussy. she starts to moan and tapdance
uncontrollably as i tickle tease toungue her throbbing twat away.
“TAPPITY TAP TAP TAPPITY TAP KATACLICKCLACK CLIKETY CLACKETY TAPPITY TAP!” moaning and groanng as my talented tongue licks up her sweet sugar walls away. she grabs my cock squeezing the life out it as be both explode in ectasy. the audience gives us a standing ovation.
greg
02 · 26 · 10 @ 12:52 pm
my fantsay is being on stage tied down, and a beautiful lady tap dancer comes on stage. she methodically tap dances in sexy golden glittery tap shoes to the tune “body and soul” performed by the late charlie parker. i am squirming trying to get free as this leggy tap dancer moving ,her arms slithering like a rattlesnake as her feet enceased in ultra black sheer nylons and golden glittery tap shoes, is making rhytmic love to the floor, laying out sweet erotic taps
“TAPTAPTAPPITYTAPKATAPCLKETYCLACKKATAP!” i’m getting a serious hard on as she tapdances around me touching the tip of my cock with her long red fingernails. she finally sit on my face wearing no panties. commanding me to lick her, i refuse. she reaches back with her left hand and starts tickling my balls forcing me to unleash my talented tongue on her already sweaty pussy. she starts to moan and tapdance
uncontrollably as i tickle tease toungue her throbbing twat away.
“TAPPITY TAP TAP TAPPITY TAP KATACLICKCLACK CLIKETY CLACKETY TAPPITY TAP!” moaning and groanng as my talented tongue licks up her sweet sugar walls away. she grabs my cock squeezing the life out it as be both explode in ectasy. the audience gives us a standing ovation.
greg
02 · 25 · 10 @ 3:49 pm
i fantasy was always to produce a very unique lesbian foot fetish film on the subject of jazz and tap dance with the help of susan block
thank you
greg
02 · 25 · 10 @ 3:43 pm
my fantasy is really strange i guess. sound, sight and smell. i’m a cab driver who every thursday night at 10pm pick up this lady tap dance instructor(who is very sexy). but this time i have to get out my car to get her because she is not comming out. i see her finishing her adult tap class and really look sexy in her black top and short shorts wearing black sheer pantyhose and her 3inch heeled glittery golden tap shoes. she showing her students this tap routine as they watch. the sight of her tap shoes so golden so sexy, the sound of her taps so erotic and hypnotic as she makes rhythmic love as she testing touching, teaseing, tickling the wooden floor. my special purpose is throbbing uncontrollably. i even see a lady student inadvertenly touching herself, who can blame her. she sees me and instanly ends her tap class because the meter is running. she’s tells me to give her five minutes. i get back in the cab breathing heavily. the tap teacher get into the cab and apologizes for being late, i told her, no problem and also told her that she is really good. she thank me and ask me could i stop at an ATM to get some money. i told her “no problem”. it started raining like cats and dogs. “great! my deforster is barely working. i was driving to find a atm machine. the tap teacher was looking for her wallet, she checks her duffel bag, when all of the sudden i smell this odor, it smelled like stong foot odor, a corn chip smell. i said “what’s that smell?” the tap teacher said with a giggle “please fogive me, it’s my tap shoes, i had to open my duffel bag to get my wallet out. i drove up to an atm machine in this monsoon and she got out to get some cash. i reached into the back seat and opened her duffel bag. my heart was pumping as i got an up close view of those golden glittery tap shoes, i put my nose in to get a real good whiff. wow!, the smell, the stench was so surreal. it litterally grabbed my cock like a chokehold. i was caught off guard as she unexpectely got back in the cab, seeing me holding her tap shoes.
she said “don’t tell me, you’re a shoe fetish” i told her i’m sorry but the smell is so enticing. she was turned on by my honesty and agreed to keep it a secret. i gave her the shoes back and she took a quick whiff saying “wow!, they stink!” she also said “well my feet are sore from all day teaching tap, if you give me a free ride, i will let you get a whiff of my feet.” i was estatic as and parked the car in this pouring rain. i turned on the radio to a jazz station and climbed in the back seat as she propped her sweaty smelly black sheer nyloned feet on my face. rubbing her tapping tootsies, i kissed, licked, smelled and sucked her sweaty smelly nyloned foot aroma clean and dry as she grabbed my cock and squezzed the life out of it, leaving jizz all over the cab upholstery. wiggling her toes slowly over nose and mouth she asked me if i could use my talented tongue on her throbbing twat, but first she puts back on her golden tap shoes. the music of thelonis monk’s “straight no chaser” came on the raido. i reached down to unleash my talented tongue into her heavenly valley as she starts her teasing tap dance on the window of my car. “CLLEKTY CLACK KATAP TAPPITY TAP TAP TAP CLIK CLAK KA-TTAP TAPPITY TAP!” while moaning and groaning at the same time. i intensify my tasting on her sweet twat and she responds with combination of loud moaning and letting out of fury of erotic taps on the car window “TAPPITYTAPTAPTAPTAPKATAPKATAPTAPPITYCLACKCLIKCLACKCLIKCICKETYCLACKETYKATAPTAPPITYTAP!” a little crowd has formed outside in the pouring rain witnessing golden tap shoes tap dancing in a old broken down taxi. she lets out a yell reaching her clikety clack climax. i pull back out of her sweet valley lying on the car door.with no ventilation in the cab, both of us breathing heavily, inhaleing the sweet spicy gumbo odor of pussy, feet and other body parts. the tap teacher say’s to me. as i climbed back into the front seat, the tap teacher says to me “i always wanted to tapdance to the music of thelonious monk” the-end.
Brad Hamilton
02 · 25 · 10 @ 2:30 pm
I wanted to write to you to tell you that I really liked your article on Secret Sexual Fantasies and that it really spoke to me. I’ve always been a shy guy and I’ve always been a little embarrassed about my sexual fantasies and my masturbation. Besides you and your therapists, I was never able to talk to anyone about my fantasies (especially my newscaster fantasies), but the whole blogging and social networking online culture has really been great for me. At the suggestion of a girl I used to talk to on Niteflirt, I started a blog a few years ago where I wrote about all the celebrities that I’ve had fantasies about and those very fantasies in detail (one of which I submitted for your contest). The blog has gone through various incarnations and the latest is now on my link above.
In addition to writing to you to tell you that I really liked the blog post, I wanted to ask you if you have an RSS feed to your blog so I can feed to my own. Unlike other “jerk off” blogs, I wanted mine to be different and more diverse. I feed from other blogs that have similar themes or interests to supplement my writings such as several newslady blogs, a sex blog (Sex and the 405) and masturbation story site (Solo Touch) plus I like posting articles that are more educational and creative instead of just having pics and videos of me (or other guys) jerking off and cumming on photos. Your blog is very informative and I really like the writing and would like to feed from it for my own.
Brad Hamilton
02 · 25 · 10 @ 2:30 pm
I wanted to write to you to tell you that I really liked your article on Secret Sexual Fantasies and that it really spoke to me. I’ve always been a shy guy and I’ve always been a little embarrassed about my sexual fantasies and my masturbation. Besides you and your therapists, I was never able to talk to anyone about my fantasies (especially my newscaster fantasies), but the whole blogging and social networking online culture has really been great for me. At the suggestion of a girl I used to talk to on Niteflirt, I started a blog a few years ago where I wrote about all the celebrities that I’ve had fantasies about and those very fantasies in detail (one of which I submitted for your contest). The blog has gone through various incarnations and the latest is now on my link above.
In addition to writing to you to tell you that I really liked the blog post, I wanted to ask you if you have an RSS feed to your blog so I can feed to my own. Unlike other “jerk off” blogs, I wanted mine to be different and more diverse. I feed from other blogs that have similar themes or interests to supplement my writings such as several newslady blogs, a sex blog (Sex and the 405) and masturbation story site (Solo Touch) plus I like posting articles that are more educational and creative instead of just having pics and videos of me (or other guys) jerking off and cumming on photos. Your blog is very informative and I really like the writing and would like to feed from it for my own.
Yael Gurl
02 · 25 · 10 @ 2:30 pm
I just wanted to tell you that your Master’s Tea at Yale was the best I’ve ever attended, and I’m a senior. Now my “secret” sexual fantasy is to come out to LA and visit your speak-easy. I imagine myself in the middle of one of your orgies. That’s an unsafe fantasy I wouldn’t want to actualize, of course. But I’d like to make a visit come true!
Yael Gurl
02 · 25 · 10 @ 2:30 pm
I just wanted to tell you that your Master’s Tea at Yale was the best I’ve ever attended, and I’m a senior. Now my “secret” sexual fantasy is to come out to LA and visit your speak-easy. I imagine myself in the middle of one of your orgies. That’s an unsafe fantasy I wouldn’t want to actualize, of course. But I’d like to make a visit come true!
Brad Hamilton
02 · 23 · 10 @ 10:42 pm
Here’s my fantasy for your contest…..
I come home from a trip and unwind. After dinner and some time watching tv, I notice a light on from the apartment across the way. I look out the sliding doors of my apartment to see Playboy Playmate Karin Taylor in her apartment all alone.
I shut off all the lights, but still leave the television on, which lights up the living room as I stand at the window and see Karin. She’s dressed like a home body: shorts and an oversized t-shirt which definitely don’t highlight the wonderful curves and shapes of her body. Her angelic face can’t be hidden. She is beautiful. She begins to get ready for bed by removing her t-shirt and shorts to reveal that magnificent body in a gorgeous pink bra and panties.
Everybody in my apartment building is pretty friendly and feels pretty much at home in everybody else’s place. One of my neighbor’s has a spare key to keep an eye on my place when I’m away. It seems that my neighbor stopped by thinking I hadn’t gotten home yet.
I was so preoccupied with Karin’s body that I wasn’t paying much attention to anything else. She had removed her bra and was holding her breasts in her hands, much like a teenage girl would who was discovering that she was growing up and becoming a woman.
I feel a hand on my shoulder and I was a bit startled. My housesitting neighbor, Playmate Jami Ferrell had come inside and noticed me staring across the way at Karin. Jami asked me what I was looking at and noticed instantly when she looked out the window. Jami stood behind me with her left hand on my right shoulder and slid her right hand down my chest and onto my crotch….feeling my stiff erection. “Karin is a beautiful woman isn’t she?” says Jami. I nod in agreement. “You are raging hard” she whispers in my ear. “What am I going to do with you?”Jami reaches over to the table and picks up the cordless phone and starts dialing. Across the way, Karin runs across her apartment to pick up the phone and answers it. Jami talks to Karin softly as she looks out the window and over at Jami and me. Karin sees Jami with her left hand massaging my chest underneath my shirt, my pants unbuttoned and unzipped but still up and the phone in her right hand as they talk.
Karin and Jami hang up the phone as Karin heads into her room and pulls the shades shut. Minutes later, Karin emerges in her living room wearing a long coat. She heads out the door, turns out the light and locks the door behind her.
Jami continues what she’s doing and more. Standing behind me, she slides down my pants just past my thighs as my stiff cock stands firmly at attention for her. Jami unbuttons my shirt and runs her hands across my chest as she slides her left hand down and wraps it around my cock.
Jami kisses and nibbles my right ear as she whispers to me. “You know I’m right handed, but I didn’t want you to cum too quick so I’m using my other hand on you” I look over my right shoulder as our lips meet and we kiss passionately. Jami gently and oh so slowly strokes my throbbing erection as we kiss. Her right hand works down towards my crotch as she plays ever so gently with my tender balls. I almost cum but she puts a stop to that. My breathing picks up and in response,
Jami grabs a firm hold of my balls and pulls them while she squeezes the head of my cock with her left hand. The excitement subsides as Jami tells me “You can’t cum yet. We’re just getting started.”
There’s a knock on the door. Jami looks over and says “The door’s open. Come on in and lock it behind you”. The door opens and in walks Karin, wearing a long tan coat and some red shoes. She opens her coat to reveal the sexiest lingerie imaginable. She’s wearing all black: bra, panties, stockings, garter belt…everything goes with those black pumps that she’s wearing. Karin says “Am I too late? I wore this because I know he loves this color.” Jami replies “Black shoes, your beautiful dark skin. I see why he likes you so much. We’re just getting started. I’m glad you made it over.”
Karin Taylor approaches Jami and me. “Mind if I join you?” Jami says “We’ve been waiting”. Karin looks into my eyes with those gorgeous dark eyes and that girl next door smile. “I know you watch me a lot. I do what I do for your enjoyment.” She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me, sliding her tongue inside my mouth. Jami stands behind me as she pulls my pants all the way down to my ankles. Jami drops to her knees and wraps her left hand around my cock from behind me as she starts to put her right middle finger up my asshole.
My body twitches, it feels so good. Karin goes from kissing me on the lips to my chin, then my chest, then my navel, then my inner thighs. “Oh God, I’m in heaven” I say. Karin replies “Heaven will never be this good”. I have these two gorgeous Playmates on their knees in front and behind me. I turn slightly so Jami and Karin both have a 3/4 view of me.
Karin and Jami kiss. Karin kisses her from her lips to her shoulders and all the way down her left arm until she reaches her hand. When she reaches Jami’s left hand, her kissing becomes licking as she begins to work her way on my cock.
Jami moves her head down and kisses Karin again, this time my balls and shaft are in the way. Between their kisses, I feel their lips and tongues gently kissing and licking my balls and cock. They take turns sucking my cock. Karin and Jami trade off between sucking the shaft, kissing and licking the balls, and putting their fingers up my asshole.
Jami goes up my asshole with her tongue then again with her finger. She gets to my prostate. “Oh god I’m gonna cum ladies”. Both Jami and Karin pick up the pace and Jami says “Shoot it, spray it all over us!” I cry out in delight “Karin….Jami….I LOVE YOU” as I shoot my love juices all over their gorgeous faces in inside their mouths.
I drop to my knees to face my lovely companions, put my arms around them both and give them each a loving passionate kiss. We all lie down on the floor, cuddling as I catch my breath. “That was wonderful, ladies.” I tell Karin and Jami. “You could have had us both anytime you wanted us.” Karin says. “You’re just so shy that we didn’t want to intimidate you.” Jami adds “I hope this isn’t a one time thing. I’d love to do this again, and much more.”
michael g.b.
02 · 22 · 10 @ 9:44 am
p.s. — autograph the photo for sure. :)
michael g.b.
02 · 22 · 10 @ 9:43 am
a suggestion for Susan . . . put together on of Your most scintillating photos where You are wearing one of Your exquisitely alluring hats and then as a contest prize, make “that very hat along with the photo of YOU wearing that hat” the prize! :)
Maestro in Yonkers
02 · 21 · 10 @ 1:04 am
i am a sub male. i adore being a sub/slut to Jewish women. it goes back to my youth when i use to caddy at a Jewish club and fantasized about these women using me sexually and i was their sex slave. i have had many relationships with Jewish women and i was always be submissive to them. I would love to serve You, Dr. Suzy. That is my fantasy. You are exactly the kind of woman i worship and adore. i would be naked at your feet and awaiting your pleasure. i think you are terrific in every way possible. Thank you.
michael g.b.
02 · 19 · 10 @ 3:50 pm
for some reason i keep hearing “The Third Man Theme” as i read the above post . . . :)
Bromeo
02 · 19 · 10 @ 11:55 am
Aside from the obvious HAREM fantasies and the “I’m so rich I can stay home and screw anytime” fantasies, I have one my girl and I are currently working to make a reality. This fantasy is for her as much as my benifit. It is, of course, the addition of another girl into our permanent sexual family. Not for the common reasons though. Of course being the third wheel can happen and does to alot of couples, but this is more of a symbiotic third person to our relationship. We’d like her to be a completely loyal trustworthy permanent friend and lover. She’d sleep right between us every night, wake up with us in the morning, sit with us when we are sitting, clean the house with us when we are cleaning, eat with us when we are eating, go out with us when we go out…as a triad. Zero segregation, complete manage et trois. While I’m at work the 2 girls live and love and play and socialize and hang out together and enjoy being each others best friend as well as lovers, taking care of each others mental and physical needs and desires as lovers do. When I get home from work, they both attend to my desires and needs as well as each others but not pushing me out, really including me in the whole “picture”. I would never feel guilty about having to go to work, since I know they will care for each other. Wishing I were home to be the “meat in the sandwich” is just that… a wish, but it simply stays a wish since she and she are happy at home with or without me there. Then, my participation in the relationship is 100% want and 0% need. I crave that, I almost need that. Till then, I dread waking up and leaving my lover alone at home while I head off to work for SOMEONE else, to consume resources and pay taxes and stumble through years of social integration and manipulation to contribute to socialized retirement where I’ll be too old to enjoy FUCKING one person let alone two or more. I love my girl so much that I want her happy even when i’m gone, but happier when I’m home. Am I asking too much? No, I don’t give a shit that society says this is wrong, fuck those critics who havent found the path to happiness. Let them live in their structured worlds while I persue real happiness and real love with more than one person.
Ricardo
02 · 18 · 10 @ 9:40 am
Hi everybody… Shari you rocks! :) I will love to meet you, you know? Sexy as hell! I will love to share some things with you.
I love to read people like me who love sex with no inhibitions. Totally grateful with Dr. Grace, her fantasies are so into sensuality that Ican se a movie on it.
kisses and hugs.
Anna Kay
02 · 17 · 10 @ 4:24 pm
I really enjoyed your talk at the Saybrook Master’s Tea. I was the one who asked you how to turn this male platonic friend of mine into more than a friend. I guess you could say that he is the focus of my current fantasies. Thanks for the pointers which I will try out this weekend. I feel pretty good about the whole thing. I think he’s as ready for this as I am. But as you said, if he doesn’t respond well to my seductions, I can say I was preparing for a role in a play. And there’s always my new Pocket Rocket to keep me warm.
michael g.b.
02 · 17 · 10 @ 8:37 am
as i read Shari’s “fantasy” . . i kept hearing that oldies song by The Four Seasons: “Shari . .Shari Baby . . ” (well, they spelled it Sherry, i think . . but, hey . .who cares . . .Shari’s got me singing!) :)
Shari
02 · 17 · 10 @ 6:14 am
Love to hear that Al…nothing gets me hotter than a guy blowing his load all over me, preferably my chest so I can rub it all over my boobs as the hot steam cools and makes me tingle..just knowing that my fantasy got you hot made me lay back, spread my legs and cum really hard, again, with a vibrator on my clit and a dildo in my ass…thanks for the inspiration
Al in Jersey
02 · 17 · 10 @ 12:59 am
Shari reading your last fantasy just made me shoot such a big load. Your fantasy is mine baby. I want to be the muscle guy who takes you over the edge. We can do it together Shari baby but you have to cum to Jersey baby
Shari
02 · 16 · 10 @ 9:30 pm
I’ve always fantasized about going to a dungeon and being handcuffed to the wall..spanked and whipped by a leather mistress of seduction..humiliated, degraded and made to do disgusting things and finally culminating in being sodomized by a faceless, nameless man..dripping in sweat, tears and bodily fluids I’m released red and beaten, emotional and spent, clitorally & vaginally and, yes, anally used and abused…released ever so slightly to be obediently fucked by some strong, sweaty muscle guy…so often I fantasize about this over and over in my mind knowing that the time is coming near when I must live this out so I can rest peacefully knowing that I’ve attained my ultimate dream of being taken to my emotional and mental limit…it leaves my pussy dripping, wanting, waiting for abuse…and, now, again, I must release the pent-up frustration from this fantasy into a delicious orgasm with contractions so strong that I have to stop myself from cumming so intensely
Jim Koy
02 · 15 · 10 @ 5:24 pm
After helping-out some beautiful homeless-ladies with pocket-change ‘n’ dignified-interaction and some beautiful old-ladies with polite-gestures ‘n’ kind-words, I realize that some of them were really angelic-beings who took a liking to me whereby they quietly visit me during the middle of the night to fuck me with their goddess-pussies, to suck me with their heavenly-mouths, and to masturbate me with their expert-hands (that mimic my own actions which they’ve secretly studied from afar)–all while gently gripping the base of my swollen sac with their encircled thumb-and-forefinger. They appear anywhere I travel and spread the good-word to other female-angels who continue to sexually-reward me so long as I continue behaving like a decent civilized-man towards God’s greatest creation: women.
michael g.b.
02 · 12 · 10 @ 5:44 pm
for some reason i’m remembering an old tv show called “Fantasy Island” . . . Ricaldo Montalban and “Tattoo” — “hey Boss! de plane! . . DE PLANE!!!” :)
Shari
02 · 11 · 10 @ 8:14 pm
Hey Ricardo…just saw your post..you bet…we all love sex..we all have fantasies..and, Dr Suzy provides all the inspiration that we need..she provides all the love and motivation for a great time…and, she has my very favorite Pocket Rocket by Doc Johnson for sale. My fantasy involves me laying down on a bed or a couch with strangers touching me all over. Then they undress me and start kissing me all over, rubbing hot oil on me, massaging my breasts and then they turn me over. They smack me on the ass and then tenderly rub me as they take the litle pocket rocket and gently lay it under my sweet, silky wet mound to vibrate my clit. And, someone, gets on top of me and slams me with their hard cock just as I’m about to cum..their cock in my pussy and a finger in my ass and I go absolutely insane as the contractions from my deep orgasm make me breathless.
Shari
02 · 11 · 10 @ 8:05 pm
Oh, Casey…you’re right..lets just simplify things and let my mouth go to work on your cock..I could suck you for hours – or even most of the day…that’s my favorite thing to do…and, I bet that if my fantasy was you inside me on my knees with a vibrator on my clit – I just bet that you’d help a girl out…especially one who took all your jizz and swallowed
RICARDO
02 · 11 · 10 @ 5:13 pm
Casey, SHARI, Come on we all love sex right??
:)
now I have a new fantasy… To be in Dr suzy stage, meet shari and try all our fantasies in front of all of you… thats so sweet and sexy!
SHARI, you will like to JOIN ME? Could be really good. thanks for my new fantasy ;) YOU MADE IT. AND i LOVE IT. kisses Ri.
brandillio
02 · 11 · 10 @ 6:50 am
my fantasy involves a certain girl i know in a gold bikini, some lightsabers, bounty hunters and jabba the hut. yes, i’m a geek.
Devon J
02 · 11 · 10 @ 3:26 am
My fantasy is about you, Dr. Susan, that you come to my university, looking fabulous in your hat and boots and pencil skirt. After you talk for a bit and have some tea with us, you make all the students stand up, take down their pants or pull up their skirts, then panties down and a good sound spanking, one at a time, until they’re all crying out and confessing their secret sexual fantasies in tandem.
lorelaixxx
02 · 11 · 10 @ 12:07 am
subby sly you would get a bj or masturbation in the end ONLY if you were a very very good subby
Casey Periwinkle
02 · 10 · 10 @ 10:17 pm
Shari baby now your talking. I’m gonna jizz off to your threeway fantasy tonite thinking about you and your girlfriend. But my main thing is you and me alone your mouth on my dick baby or I could do you doggy
Shari
02 · 10 · 10 @ 9:57 pm
Casey, my sweet, I’m still here for you…still fantasizing about you…still need your sweet jizz in my mouth but a girl gets lonely when she hasn’t heard from her main man. In fact, just today I was fantasizing about a threesome. I want to be plowed while I have my face buried in some girl’s snatch. I bet you wouldn’t mind that. She and I could take turns sucking your cock and teabagging you. We’d give you the full treatment. We’d suck your entire body till you couldn’t take it anymore. Then we’d beg you to fuck us both.
First you could do me and stick that throbbing cock in my tight little hole while I was sucking on her clit. I’d be really wet for you because you had just fucked my face and made me choke on your cock. So, you could slide right in while I used a dildo in her pussy and a vibrator on her clit. Or, if you wanted to fuck me in the ass I’d be into that too. However you wanted it you’d get it. You know how much I love that sweet cock of yours.
And, after you fucked me for awhile she and I would switch. She’d eat me and take your cock in her pussy. Two girls, perhaps, are better than one. Especially, when their mouths are full of your cock!
Subby Sly
02 · 10 · 10 @ 9:42 pm
Nurse Lorelai, please do me like that! I fantasize about a big sexy nurse with a big sexy smile hurting me with needles and enemas and sticking big speculums up my ass. Only thing is she would blow me in the end or at least masturbate me.
Kyle Q
02 · 10 · 10 @ 9:23 pm
I think I have an anal fetish. I want to give it to girls in the butt. It hurts them and I’m sorry but I like it. I fantasize about it all the time even at work.
Casey Periwinkle
02 · 10 · 10 @ 8:51 pm
shari baby what’s with all these other men? I thought we had something together. and what’s with all the food? my jizz is the only food you need. that’s my fantasy, that whenever your hungry you come to me and suck me dry
Shari
02 · 9 · 10 @ 7:58 pm
Oh, Ricardo, you share my love of chocolate..my favorite is milk chocolate heated slighted so it’s creamy consistency can be drizzled onto my naked chest and sucked off my nipples…someone strap me down and make me wiggle under it’s heat..it’s sweet, seduction trickled on my clit making my little pink pleasure button sizzle with extreme sensations of pleasure..don’t make me beg for you to suck it off….please, suck the chocolate from my wet, swollen clit..that’s a fantasy that I’d love to have happen
Little PP
02 · 9 · 10 @ 6:48 pm
I don’t want to win the contest. I don’t want to enter the contest. I don’t deserve to anyway. I just you to humiliate me. I guess that’s my fantasy: to have a beautiful powerful woman spit on me and tell me what a loser I am, how I can never get a woman like her and I need to pay and beg for it and even then I won’t get it. I have a very small penis. 3 inches when erect, 1 inch soft. What can a girl do with that. I need to wear panties and be made to give head to big guys. I need to be urinated on and called a slut and a pig. This is my fantasy. No one at the bank where I’m a manager knows anything about this. In fact, this is the first time telling it. So I guess its a secret fantasy. Until now.
Ricardo
02 · 9 · 10 @ 11:42 am
Yes I did it! is tantric!!! and the taste and the feeling is just different, takes you to another dimension,:) well i lick a juicy clit with a bit of chocolate and one girl put on me as well. The breath make it warmer isnt? love it!
DrGraceG
02 · 9 · 10 @ 11:22 am
mmmmmh chocolate mint sounds good too, have any of you tried the KamaSutra chocolate Mint warming massage oil? I love to use it BJ-ing :P
Ricardo
02 · 9 · 10 @ 10:24 am
This is great guys, I love to read all of you. I guess that my fixation with food, is about chocolate… sweet pleasure. Shari I love your style! way to go!
michael g.b.
02 · 9 · 10 @ 8:09 am
“osso bucco”? . . ha . . now that’s sucking on a bone! :)
Shari
02 · 9 · 10 @ 12:38 am
Oh Benjamin, I’m a huge food and sex fanatic.
I have this fantasy where I’m eating osso bucco. Where I’m sucking out the marrow from the bone, sticking my tongue in the hole to get every drop and when it drips down my chin this really hot guy licks it up and starts to suck it out of my mouth. And, we end up kissing and we’re all greasy from the marrow. He rips off my clothes, bites my neck and shoves me up against the wall face first. Then, he pulls up my skirt and starts to spank me. He grabs one of these little leather whips and makes my ass cheeks red. He rips off my thong and with his greasy fingers all over me he gets his cock in my wet pussy and fucks me really hard. But he doesn’t want to cum yet so he throws me on the floor and licks and nibbles on my clit in a 69 position so he can stuff his cock in my mouth.
He’s fucking my face while he’s eating me and suddenly it’s just too good. I can’t stop from cumming and just as I scream with delicious pleasure he chokes me with his huge load of hot, steamy cum. Fuck, there’s something about food that drives me wild with passion. And, now I’m gonna have to use my vibrator.
Benjamin Whitney Tripp
02 · 8 · 10 @ 11:50 pm
I wish to make love to an enormous wheel of Parmesan cheese. But it has to love me back.
lorelai
02 · 8 · 10 @ 5:51 pm
My sexual secret fantasy is a medical fetish me in control causing pain to a man. I’m in a tight skympy nurses uniform. I would like to tie him down on my medical table legs up in stirups then I would take his temp rectally,then I would start my series of many painful enemas and after he was clean I would do a prostate exam once ive located the prostate and did my exam a prostate milking would be next. I would inspect his anal cavity with my anal speculum. While legs up in stirups I would take my glass dildo and abuse his mangina.I want to hear him scream and cry and moan in discomfort and pain. After that I will change his positions on the table for the next two procedures,
Sigmoidoscopy exam, and Proctoscope exam
After all of that I would strip down and put on my strapon then have the guy get on top and screw my strapon then change positions to doggie style and go at it hard and fast while he is forced to cum and starts crying to stop.
michael g.b.
02 · 8 · 10 @ 5:34 pm
ha! i guess i get the “consolation prize” for sickest fantasy. ha! :) oh well . . fantasies are fantasies . .and if you’re gonna fantasize, you might as well make it exciting! :)
Richard
02 · 8 · 10 @ 8:41 am
My wife and I are traveling south on vacation, a trip of several days. We stop along the way at an old friend’s house, outside of Baltimore. The friend is beautiful, sexy, single, straight out of a pre-Raphaelite painting.After dinner, after way too much wine, friend admits to a dating problem. She has put an ad in a local magazine and has several dozen responses–too many to respond to. Wife agrees to help sort and rate potential dates and as the two of them go through the responses both women get more and more involved, excited, to a point where my wife says she will help–she will double-date with friend to test drive possible relationships. For the next few days spouse will be a single woman and I the husband will need to be a gay friend, along for the ride. I get to help prepare the women for dates, get to hear them rate performance in bed, get to look but not touch. Both women assume total sexual control.
DrGraceG
02 · 8 · 10 @ 8:34 am
I was sitting at my desk waiting for the next patient. The time dragged on. I started wishing I had my hunny there with me, I closed my eyes and leaned back. The phone rang… “Hello” DrGrace it’s your Husband. “Put Him Through, thank you Phillis”.
“Hello My Love How is your day going?” He said. His voice turns me on the second I hear it…
“Oh I am just waiting for my next appointment, but I have been wishing you were here” -I replied, my voice already changing and getting softer sexier with every word.
He knows me too well, so he started to play along.
“And what would you do with me if I was there, my sex kitten?”
“No my Love the question is what would You do?” -I paused… if I walked up to you, unbuttoned your shirt, undone your belt, and unzipped your zipper…
All of a sudden my office door started to slowly, quietly open, I was sitting with my back turned to the door so I didn’t see it.
I gasped and jumped as I felt something touching my leg under my desk… the hand glided softly higher, and higher up my calf, my knee, my inner thigh. I closed my eyes and felt it was him. He came to surprise me so I just gave in…
He started to take off my stiletto, then slowly rolling down my stocking and kissing and loving my foot, sucking one toe, sliding his tongue between my toes and then sucking and twirling another toe and another, licking the sole of my foot, my toes curled. Oh it felt so divine. Then he kissed and licked and twirled higher and higher till he reached my sweet naked mound.
He spread my lips and did his magic. Ohhhhh Yes. He has such a skilled tongue. I love his mouth on my pussy. He sucked and nibbled my clit until I came. He then took off my other stiletto and made feel sooo goood all over again.
I finally opened my eyes. Yes it was him, my Lover, the Love of My Life. He Kissed me tenderly with just a little bit of tongue and then kissed my neck, nibbled on my ear, opened my suit jacket, unbuttoned my blouse, exposed one of my breasts went to work on my nipple, he always knows how I like it, he gently put my nipple between his teeth and teased me mercilessly, licked, sucked, twirled and made me cum again.
In the heat of passion I undid his pants, I wanted his beautiful, magnificent, beefy cock in my mouth. I licked the tip and teased his frenulum, I licked his shaft and then shoved his cock in my mouth all the way down. I caressed it hungrily… I love his voice. He has such a sexy deep voice. The more he moaned and made sounds of pleasure the more hungry I got to pleasure him.
I twisted and whirled my mouth around his cock, sucked it gently going deeper and deeper, faster and slower while using my hand to play with and caress his balls.
He pulled me up off my knees and turned me around and plopped me face down on my desk. Lifted my skirt, pushed my g-string to the side while saying sexily “I gotta have you now baby”… and stuffed his hard, erect cock in my soaking wet, ohhhh so ready for him pussy. He thrust with great power, but was still careful not to be too rough.
He reached under me with his arm to tease my nipple with one hand and my clit with the other. The heat was beaming from both of us. He pumped and pumped and used different angles, “I am ready to cum baby, are you?” He asked with bated breath… I am my darling don’t stop, just don’t stop, it feels so gooodddd, Oh My Love I am ready, I am cumming! Oh God Yes! Yessss! We both tried to keep our voices down but it was really hard lol, mean while my patient was already in the waiting room.
I loved that my Darling came to surprise me… This was the Best spent time. Don’t you think? ;)
We tidied our selves up and kissed goodbye.
“Same time next week Dr Grace?” -He said…
We smiled at each other devilishly. My Darling walked out of the office and the secretary and the person waiting in the front looked at him, smirked and said: “Have a good afternoon”.
DrGraceG
02 · 8 · 10 @ 1:46 am
Unfortunately I am sad to report that The Roomba Restaurant is now closed. I guess it was too close to campus life and too Sensual for peoples (prudes) tastes.
rICARDO
02 · 8 · 10 @ 1:38 am
Hello everybody!
Wow, this is a cool contest. First at all I am latino and my english could not be perfect. :)
I do have one fantasy in my life, wich is to find a partner to enjoy this love and passion for sex. I know sounds pretty silly but is true! I love sex a lot and for me is a very important part in a real relation of love and understanding.
However, I do have a couple of dreams I would love to make real one day.
FIRST, I do have this picture on my mind that I am with my girl in this nightclub and she is not wearing panties… her dress is beautiful, her legs long and flirty when moving.
We meet this guy who is atractive and gentle and suddenly We feel chemistry and I start to think about sex… he is close enough to her to hold her and I am getting excited about it… we suddenly are in this private area and I feel confident to ask her to be flirty and touch him casually to see what happen. after a couple of drinks and chat, we get confident and we invite him to our place. In our road my girl is atarving for cock and great sex and I am so excited that I cant wait. once we are in the apparment, we go directly to action. I am a watcher meanwhile she suck that cock throbbing on her. she is showing me how she loves to have a cock deep on her face… she get fucked hard for this guy in front of me and then ask me to join her. In my dream my girl likes to be forced to fuck, to suck and likes to be dirty and likes to come to me after or meanhile happens. she is receiving her loads of cum on her face and then she comes to lick my ass and suck me with cum dripping from her mouth and lips… then after me been so hard, fuck her ass and kiss her with passion and sweet love, to end holding each other.
SECOND. To have an experience with a she-male.Once and ex girlfriend told me it is a very strong and sexy esperience and we couldnt make it in that moment. no that I am single I cant stop to think about it. I was considering the idea of do it by myself, but is not what turns me on. My fantasy includes my girl on it. I imagine myself been in this situation , in this living talking about everything with my girlfriend and then she suddenly let me know we are awaiting for someone, a friend of hers. For my surprise is a beautiful girl, in the moment I think that she wanna play in a 3 some with a cute girl, then she introduce us and ask me not to be shy, because this “girl” already know we love sex. Then my girl, takes the first step and start to move things into the heat, turning me on watching how they are kissing and touching her legs. When they invite me to touch I put my hands on this girl and I realize she is excited just “like me”, meaning with a hard cock, that just makes my blood run more faster and my brain works in unlimited speed now. My girlfriend start to suck shemales cock meanhile I kiss our friend. I am so horny and I just wanna watch how my girl is been fucked by a tranny, but then my girlfriend turns us (friend and me) on four and opening our asses start to lick us both. I feel so in the moment that I ask to my girl to kiss me in my lips… she is kissing me and holding my face telling me dirty little phrases that i like….I dont realize the moment that our friend steps and with help of my girl, put his cock on my ass… I get nerveous, but my girl is telling me that I am gonna like it if I just let him go… then this tranny is fucking me in front of my girl and I feel that I am going to pass away. The tranny is beautiful, is a girl with a hard thick cock and doing my ass very well. my girl is sitting in front of me giving me her pussy and mansturbatingwith a dildo. How it ends?
She is squirting on my face, tranny is coming over our faces meanwhile We are kissing each other and then I return the favor to our friend doing her ass til I come.
Thank you for the forum!
Its a wonderful thing to share with people who love sex and understand this more regular than we think it is.
I will love to be in touch with people on this blog!
Question to Max and Suzy:
Its wrong to bring my email here in case someone wants my friendship? I am fine with that, but I dont want to be rude.
By last but not really last, I am agree with Shari, If you are gonna cum just be yourself and let it go with all the energy in your body… is delicious!!!
Hugs, Ri
ANONYMOUS
02 · 7 · 10 @ 11:25 pm
After all this time …
You’re Still The One I Love
Standing in the livingroom, staring in the mirror… my body freshly bathed wrapped in a towel. The lights are dim,
the flicker of candle lights all around the room, rose petals on the bed. I see the shadow of your naked body in the
dark come closer and stand behind me. You embrace me in your arms. I turn my head to kiss you… you kiss me
back softly, yet passionately.
You put a silk scarf over my eyes and I feel the towel drop to the ground.
“You are so beautiful” -you whisper in your deep, sexy, masterful voice. “I have so much in mind for you tonight”
You lead me by the hand, I don’t know where, but with you, I will follow anywhere.
___________________________________@>–%—_______________________________
When You Kiss Me
You make the world go away…
You gently push my back against the canopy post and hold my hands above me when you start kissing me…
I completely submit to you… with your other hand you caress my body and glide it over my breasts teasing my
exposed, now erect nipples.
To free your other hand you tie my wrists to both posts and you walk away. Not being able to see, the anticipation
is turning me on more and more with every second you are gone.
Naked and voulnerable I await to feel your presence. To hear you walk towards me. Nothing yet… I hear noises
in other room, what are you planning? What ecstasy will you bestow on me next… the tension is building inside
me, my skin has goose bumps, my spine is tingling from my imagination running wild. But what really awaits
surpasses even my wildest fantasies.
I hear and feel you coming towards me. A hot flush went from my head to my toes.
I feel your hands touching my face, my neck, sliding down to my breasts, you cup them and with your thumbs
circling around my nipples, but not touching them,
you are teasing my senses and you do that so well.
you see me writhing and give out soft quiet moans…
“Yes my Darling, It feels sooo good… I know, you want my mouth on your nipples, but not yet”
-you whisper in my ear.
I hear something squirting, then your hands rubbing together…
I know that it maybe oil and I think to my self, he is so sweet and considerate, he is making the oil warm for me…
I was right, you started to oil my body and your gentle caring hands went everywhere, but not where I wanted
them to go.
You take your time, you caress every inch of me, you explore and don’t miss a spot, you admire the curves of my
body, I can feel you staring at my silhouette even through the blindfold. It feels superb.
“Oh Gracie, My Love, I love you so much”
I tried to whisper back to you- “I love you so much too, my lover”, but you put your finger on my lips, and said
sweetly- “Don’t talk, just enjoy”
___________________________________@>–%—_______________________________
When You Look At Me
When You Speak To Me
When you Kiss Me…
When You Touch My Face…
When You Call My Name…
I BURN WITH DESIRE
I suddenly feel your delicious mouth on my nipples…
“I just can’t help my self whey are so hard and begging me, suck on me, suck on me!” we both chuckle, but you
start sucking, and licking, and twirling them again with your skillful tongue, switching from one to another, and my
body and mind responds immediately to your every delightful move. Then your hand moves very slowly from my
tummy lower, and lower, and lower, and meets with my sweet pussy lips… I gasp… and wiggle with pleasure…
No one in my life knew exactly what I like as you do. No one ever kissed me with such passion as you do, I love
everything you do. It’s like you’re in my mind. As if we are One.
You play, and pull, and kneed my lips gently for a long time, only flicking my clit with your finger just enough to
tease me, and then again just play with my lips, testing from minute to minute how wet you are making me with
your love.
“Oh please finger me, pleeese my love”
“No, no, not yet Darling… I am just beginning, we still have the night ahead”
You untie my hands (the blindfold stayed on) and lead me to the bed.
“Lie down and spread your legs wide to each corner of the bed”
I obey you, for I trust you unconditionally. You tie my ankles to each post. Then my wrists above me.
You do it gently, but tight enough so I can’t get away.
You start to tease me with an ice cube. First you touch it to my lips and let it melt a little so it flows down my cheek,
then you tease my nipples, then you slide it down the valley of my tummy and lower to my trimmed mound and
then my pussy lips. You open my inner lips and lay it on my clit, I start wiggling and you spank me “Stop it!” you
say it playfully, but I know better than to disobey. I clench and stop wiggling. “Relax your muscles! Now!”
“But it’s so cold”
“Unclench or it will get worse”
I can’t… I can feel the cold drops drip down my slit and into my opening.
You take the ice cube and slide it inside me, deep, with your finger.
“Now you will learn to obey, or there will always be consequences” You said in a strict voice.
“Yes, My Maestro”
You can never stay mad at me so you leaned over and kissed me.
“That’s my good girl”
You sit beside me for a time, caress my body, tease and twirl my nipples, watch me wiggle my ass.
“Has the ice cube melted yet?”
“I can’t feel it any more Master, or maybe it’s just tiny now, it’s still very cold”
You stick your finger inside me and try to feel for it, you vigorously rub my g-spot bring me really close to the
peak, then you take another ice cube spread open my pussy lips and put the ice cube on my clit again. “Now you
either let it stay there, and it will still be there no matter how small when I return, or I will put it inside you again”
and then you walk away.
I lie still and won’t move, it is uncomfortable and cold, my gspot still feeling your finger rubbing it, even though you
stopped, but once I relax, I started to get turned on more and more. But then the ice cube started to slide down
and fell off.
“Master” -I whispered for fear you would be displeased…
“Yes, I can still hear you if you whisper. I will be with you when I feel like it” Your voice turns me on even more.
I lie there without even a peep, but every second feels like eternity, Waiting makes me impatient.
I hear your breathing from another corner of the room, like you are just sitting there, watching me…
“Master” -I whisper.
“Master?”
Nothing… dead silence… but I feel your presence. Several minutes pass before you finally speak to me again.
“Yes, I am here, You know I love to watch you. And yes, I saw the ice cube fall off, so now you will get punished”
You take a paddle and lightly, but firmly and briskly strike my pussy repeatedly until it gets hot and red.
I can feel all the blood flow go into my clit, my clit pulsating and hot and making me super horny right now, but the
second you saw my pussy muscles pulsate, you stopped… and walked away again.
___________________________________@>–%—___________________________________
I love your touch, whether loving and slow or firm and Masterful,
but I love when you spank me, ohhh spank me Master,
Spank Me…
I am being a good girl. I won’t disobey… I think to my self, but my body is in heat, my clit and g-spot are pulsating
and my legs trembling, I am so horny for you. I want you so much, yet still I keep on promising my self I will obey and
endure what ever you decide to do with me tonight, for I completely Belong to You and only You.
My mind, soul, body and heart all belong to you.
I feel you walking closer, I feel you near me…
You spank my pussy to make my clit throb again, and then decide to use the clit pump.
I can feel it suck my clit inside, drawing every bit of blood in my body into my throbbing button.
You detach the pump and walk away, leaving the cylinder still attached.
My pussy is dripping and spread open for you to see, every drop coming out and flowing down on the bed…
My nipples so erect and hard, begging for your touch… I can almost hear you grin and enjoy the view.
“Oh Master I implore you, please make me cum, oh pleeeease Master”.
No answer, complete silence, I know you are there, my body is so writhing twisting I feel like I am so close, but not
close enough, and I know I can’t get there without you… so I wait… minutes, even seconds feel like for ever… until
you finally answer…
“No, not yet” You pull of the clit cylinder and suck on my clit with your mouth, lick it, suck it again, slap it lightly a few
times just to see it grow get red and swell, and to see me cum closer and closer. You put the cylinder back on and
suck my clit back inside, detach the pump and leave it on, but this time you also put it on both my nipples, and then
walk away again…
“Oh God, Oh Master, Oh God! Oh God!” I moan and call out to you as you are further away… “I am so close
Master! please Oh God!”
I can hear you leaving the room. The TV went on and you turned up the volume. “Two and a Half Men” is on, on
one of the commercials the microwave beeped. I could feel the bed spread under my butt was soaked from my
juices. I was now in a daze, high and aroused so much, I no longer counted the minutes… it just felt so good, a
steady continual stage of ecstasy…
The show is over, you come back quietly, you stand over me for a few seconds enjoying the view of pleasure on my
face and start removing all the cylinders one by one, I flinch every time. Everything is so large, swollen, no longer
red but purple filled with blood, and extra, extra sensitive like I have never felt before. You touch me, and tease me
and bring to an explosive orgasm… then again and again, and each time it’s more explosive. All the time
complementing me, kissing me and telling me I am your good little slave.
You untied me and said “Get off the bed, bend over so I can spank you now, you had too much pleasure for one
time” I am awaiting a spanking, but instead you enter me with your magnificent cock and fuck me alternating speed
and thrust, you make me cumm several times again. Then you lie down on the bed, take off the blindfold but order
me to resume position.
You fall asleep. I don’t dare wake you up. I must have fallen asleep as well because when I open my eyes it’s almost
light outside, you are standing above me with your penis erect. “Suck my cock my sweet pet”
I eagerly start sucking your beautiful thick cock… I lick the tip, the base, all along your shaft… I swirl my tongue
around it like a lollipop… I suck it and swirl my mouth around it, I go deep… deeper, over and over and over… I lick
your tight sexy balls and suck them into my mouth, I lick under your balls while I caress your shaft with my hand.
“Oh Your are good my little slave”
I am happy to please you, so I get even more eager and strive to please you even more.
I try to reach for your nipples and to caress you but you order me to keep my hands on your cock.
I didn’t even think about it I was still half asleep and keep on reaching and teasing your nipples while I suck your
cock… You enjoy it, you cumm and ejaculate on my bare tits… but I disobeyed your command, the night isn’t over
yet…
What I don’t realize is that there will be consequences once you are done getting your own physical pleasure from
me. After all, I belong to you, I must obey you at all times, and you are displeased that I disobeyed you, no matter
how good it made you feel, as my Master, it disobedience is unacceptable.
You leave your cumm on my tits like a decoration. “Get up off the floor and sit on the bed. Keep your ass on the
edge of the bed, put your legs up and spread’em” You tie my ankles to the top of each side of the canopy and fuck
me so hard I see stars, then you walk away and leave me there. Everything still throbs and you made sure I get
really really close but don’t orgasm. A while later, You came back with a sandwich and set in a chair across the
room, watching me, enjoying the view and your sandwich.
After a few minutes you walk over to me, pick something up from the side table and sit next to me on the bed. You
put 2 clothes pins on each of my nipples. “There, now that’s better” Then you put one on my clit.
You get up and go back to your chair across the room and finish your second sandwich.
You get up again and pull up the fucking machine to my pussy, turn it on and watch it go in and out and play with
the speeds faster and slower, faster and slower… You seem amused and pleased.
While you leave the machine on, fucking me on med-high speed you get the whip, take off the clothes pin off my clit
and whip my pussy, not hard, just to make it darker & turn me on even more…
“Oh Master may I cum?”
“Oh please Master may I cum?, please may I cu…?”
As you are saying “You may cum” you came over my face and stuffed your hard cock in my mouth to muffle my
orgasmic screams. I am more than happy to have your cock in my mouth. I suck it eagerly as my orgasm grows
more and more intense. You cum in my mouth and I swallow, you pull out, get off from above my face and adjusted
the machine to a lower speed while replacing the clothes pin on my clit.
You leave the bedroom and leave me there with my legs tied spread wide, the machine fucking me and clothes pins
on my clit and my nipples… until the next time you feel like doing anything else you may desire, occasionally hearing
me orgasm, you come to me and tease my clit and nipples, kiss me long and passionately and leave again happy
you have a woman who will obey your every whim, who will do and endure every fantasy and desire you may have,
who belongs to you completely without question. Now sitting by your computer and chuckling to your self: “Now she
can’t say I don’t play with her enough”
___________________________________@>–%—________________________
And I do belong to you…
Mind, Body Heart and Soul…
Carl in Palmdale
02 · 7 · 10 @ 11:12 pm
Hello Dr. Block, I see you’re going to Sex Week at Yale. While not a graduate myself, I’ve often been to the campus and enjoy New Haven very much. If you haven’t dined at Rumba’s in New Haven, I highly encourage to you experience it. Their presentation of every plate served is both artistic and done with a flare that will scream sensuality. And it’s just plain good fun and good food too. It’s been a pleasure reading through your blogs.
Shari
02 · 7 · 10 @ 10:55 pm
Thanks Jonathan for that inspiration..yes, my very favorite fantasy always involves a throbbing cock in my mouth..that’s fantasy and reality culminating in a huge load dripping out of my mouth onto my chest..another one of my fantasies is when a guy fucks my face and really gets into it..like he’s using me as a vessel just for his pleasure..like I’m nameless and nothing else matters but teasing him to bring waves of pleasure to ride but always bringing him back down before he lets that incredible orgasm go…in my fantasy I strap the guy to the bed, spreadeagle, and work my mouth all over him. I nibble and lick all the dark recesses of his body and then work on his cock with my hot, wet mouth and stroke his balls at the same time. And, then with a moistened finger he lets me gently explore his ass after I loosened him up with my supple tongue..don’t knock a tossed salad until you’ve enjoyed one, I always say. If you’re gonna cum you must as well cum as hard as you can!!
michael g.b.
02 · 7 · 10 @ 10:33 pm
an exciting erotically arousing fantasy that seems to dominate my toughts with recurring regularity is to be photographed while being debased . . . degraded . . . demeaned . . . defiled . . . despoiled . . . desecrated . . . and to have the photos displayed and exhibited for the viewing by the eyes of anyone on the world-wide-web. i wuld never know exactly who all might have seen me; friends . . . relatives . . . associates . . . people who know me but might not say tha they have seen, leaving me always wondering as i interact in daily activities.
it’s the constant “wondering” that adds the thrill and electric excitement to the fantasy experience . . . the sense of “shame” or embarrassment then somehow is present in “every” interaction from then on becasue the question mark always is there: did he or she or they see those pics? . . . and intesifies when smeone might actually bring it up that they DID see the photos . . wow! THAT changes the dynamic in realting with that person FOREVER! (and who and how many others did they tell?) . . .
there is a double prong to this: on one hand, one is embarrassed to think that ones descent into depravity has been seen — and also the intense erotic desire and wish that it HAS BEEN SEEN! both give rise to extreme arousal . . . despite the seeming contradiction . . . one doesn’t want to be embarrassed, yet one wants one’s public humiliating debasing TO BE SEEN! and so shame and embarrassment intermingle with the lust to be seen and paraded as public voyeur entertainment and the two threads weave into an erotic tapestry that dazzles and bedazzles one’s mind and thoughts . . .
it’s “exhibitionism with a twist” . . .and the twist is “kink”.
(and it doesn’t seem to make a distinction as to whether i am so used and abused by a Dominatrix/Mistress or by a Dom/Sir/Master.)
ahh . . fantasies . . . they take one and carry you to places you might never otherwise go . . . or just maybe? :)
Sam in Michigan
02 · 7 · 10 @ 10:23 pm
Dr. Block, thank you for this blog which I found very enlightening. I read all your blogs but I never commented before. This time I decided to not because I want to win the contest but because I want to tell you about my fantasy and I can’t afford to call your therapy service. You can thank the recession for that. So I have been fantasizing about having sex with my beautiful mother since I was 14. I am now 57 and I fantasize about her more than ever. My father died when I was 10 and Mom and I lived alone until she died 5 years ago. I had girlfriends and even lived with a woman for a couple years. But it didn’t work out and I went back to living with Mom. I jerked off a lot with her panties. But I never had sex with her. I guess I thought it was wrong and I still think its wrong but now I wonder if maybe I should have tried. She’s the biggest love of my life. I am a pretty good looking guy, and I’ve had sex with a few different women since she died but I always think about Mom.
DrGraceG
02 · 7 · 10 @ 9:58 pm
Excellent Article Dr. Susan.
My fantasies revolve around my current lover. In the last 4 years we have been together I have had the most amazing sex of all my life. He is patient, caring, skilled and the things we don’t know we learn together. In order to become a better therapist we act out many of mine, and His fantasies in reality.
I must say fantasizing, is much more fun and greatly beneficial when you actually make them a reality.
They may not turn out the same, but a fantasy has a way of fulfilling your sexual being, the void of something missing in your sex life, no matter how fun and adventurous you think your sex life is and has been, realizing your fantasies with your lover makes the void go away, and makes room for new ones, and the new ones become more adventurous and more wild and more fun…
It also has a tendency to teach you and discover about new things, you may not have known you like and respond positively to. If something intrigues you or your lover, give it a try. I strongly encourage trying out fun new ways to explore your mutual sexuality.
For example if your fantasy involves BDSM there could be conflicts only if you fantasize about being dominant and your partner is not willing to give up their control. If you want to be spanked and your partner has a very mild temper and does not feel comfortable doing that. Or if both of you are submissive. There are many scenarios, but they all can be worked out under the close eye of a good therapist. That kind of experimenting takes a lot of trust.
Also if you have not been intimate for a long time, your comfort level in front of each other whether talking about sex or living it out suffers significantly, that is totally natural. Only active continual intimacy builds that trust and closeness.
Did you ever notice that when you don’t make love for a while you are more likely to get startled when they catch you masturbating? Or perhaps you are less likely to feel comfortable to show off your naked body? Or when they walk into the bathroom while you are taking a shower?
So before you decide to live out your mutual fantasies, make sure your sex life gets back on track, to rejuvenate the comfort level, and then talk about making your sex life, a bit more adventurous and living out your fantasies.
There is also the issue of shame. A lot of couples I work with, one or the other partner tells me that they are afraid to share their fantasy with their lover solely for the fact that their lover may think it’s disgusting or freaky and consider them perverted.
Some are worried that if their mate finds out what they like, they will loose them or their respect. Or sometimes even worse. The sex may stop at a halt because now the partner has a low opinion of you. I say if you don’t try you will never know. Everyone of us gets surprised by new things we didn’t know before about the people we love, but after a while, when we have time to think about it, we come to accept it and maybe even like it.
So while you work on getting your sex life back to the intimate levels think about talking to your partner and think if they had an embarrassing fantasy to tell us about, how would we want them to tell us about it? Would you want her/him to just come out and say it?
How would you react if it was shocking? How would you react if it was just surprising?
Just again, remember a partner who is not intimately close to you will respond completely different than a partner who is.
Think about it seriously and deeply, and make sure you give them enough time to go over it in their own head.
Once they are ready, they will want to talk about it. These things can be challenging and time consuming, but most of the time they are very worth it in the end ;)
maxartcore@yahoo.com
02 · 7 · 10 @ 9:17 pm
OK Shari, that’s pretty hot stuff. Now you’ll have all the guys & girls wanking and dreaming. We’d love to have you on the radio show. Thanks for a great story.
Max
Dr.Suzy’s husband.
Shari
02 · 7 · 10 @ 8:54 pm
Dr. Suzy…one of my favorite fantasies stems from my love of massage.
So, I’m home in my apartment waiting for my regular massage therapist to come over. I set up my massage table, take a hot bath and pour a glass of wine. He knocks on the door and I let him in all the while thinking to myself how hot and muscular he is and how I’d love one of those happy endings that I’ve heard so much about.
He tells me to disrobe and lay down on my back with my legs spread wide open. I already have a buzz from this wine and what I just smoked so his order for me to lay down gets me hot. I can feel my pussy start to moisten as soon as he tells me to spread my legs. He says he has a surprise for me tonight. As he’s pressing on my lower legs and making his way down to my special spot I hear the door open and a young girl’s sweet voice saying that she’s here.
She doesn’t introduce herself but I can smell her scent as she gets near. She’s young, about 20, pale and brunette and she’s about to become my happy ending. They both take one foot and start to massage it with oil they heated in the microwave – not too hot but enough to make me jump. Then they strap each of my feet to the table so I can’t move too much but leave my hands free in case I want to touch myself. Then they start rubbing hot oil all over my body and then she climbs onto the table. This is my favorite part cuz she lands on top of me in the 69 position so I can smell and taste her while she sucks on my clit. And, while she and I have our faces buried in each other’s pussies I feel this incredible weight on the table and then I feel his hard, throbbing piece of meat enter me. And, this is how we all cum together – they’re both working to get me off while at the same time she cums in my mouth and he uses my hole to deposit a huge wad of cum. And, now, I’m really hot just thinking about it!!
Cucky Boy
02 · 7 · 10 @ 8:25 pm
I guess you could say I am a cuckold or I want to be a cuckold but I want it so bad its all I think about during sex and other times too. My wife and I have been married for 14 years, 2 kids, great marriage, but I don’t think I satisfy her sexually. She says I do but I think she just doesn’t want to hurt my feelings. So I fantasize about her being well-fucked by a big well-hung stud who really fills her up. I just watch and jerk off. I would like to get her to do this in real life but she tells me I’m crazy.
Hillary
02 · 7 · 10 @ 8:11 pm
I often daydream about being filled with a strangers cum against my will. My fantasy usually beings with me sitting in an outdoor café and locking eyes with a handsome man who has just sat down one table away. We both smile and continue to steal glances at each other for a few minutes. He gets up and whispers in my ear to meet him in the back of the restaurant. I wait until he disappears around the corner and then I follow. As soon as I turn the corner he grabs me by my neck, pushes my against the wall and forces his lips on mine. I let out a little yelp but kiss him back. He runs his hands over my breasts and exposes one. He pinches the nipple and watches my expression as I close my eyes and the pleasure ripples down to my clit. My panties are instantly wet.
He continues working his hand down my body and lifts my skirt. He shoves his hand into my panties and finally reaches my vagina. He plays with my clit and runs his index finger along my lips. He says he knows I’m enjoying being his whore because I’m wet for him.
He tears my panties off and undoes his pants. He says he is going to cum inside of me and there is nothing I can do about it. He turns me around and forces my face against the wall. Then he grabs my hair with one hand and pins my arms to my back with the other. He forces himself inside of my tight pussy and I feel both pain and pleasure. Next he slams his cock repeatedly into me and my pussy juice drips down my legs. I can feel my vagina pulling his cock into me and I arch my back to allow him greater access. He says he is going to cum which makes me cum instantly just thinking about his load spilling into me. He lets out a deep groan and slams my pussy one last time which brings him to an orgasm. I feel his hot sperm fill my pussy and it pulses while it takes his cum in.
He lets me go , puts his pants back on and leaves me there to collect myself.
Jonathan
02 · 7 · 10 @ 8:06 pm
I don’t want to be crass but lately I’ve been fantasing about Shari sucking my cock and feeling the gentle pressure of her teeth all around me. Of course this is only after the first date and at least some gourmet dinners to get to know each other. Oh yes and some fine wine.
Shari, Shari!!! By the way I’m single.
Robert in encino
02 · 7 · 10 @ 7:52 pm
My favorite fantasy during sex is thinking about my beautiful hot wife making love to her various lovers, both men and women. But in particular I like to think about her with certain people that I have watched her make love with. We’re not swingers but just a new kind of open couple that likes to explore with our close friends.
Like Dr. Suzy my wife has always liked to dress up and she’s a big flirt, loves attention and really enjoys sex with other women and fooling around with men. I never realy join in, I just like to watch her. I love the beauty of the human forms making love, interwined in passion and desire.
When I think about her making love it brings me to the point of no return, those are moments when the world ends and the darkness of the universe is all around you and the world explodes inside you releasing millions of inner space travelers.
What do you think Doc? My wife would love to meet you, so would I for that matter.
Peace
CeeBee
02 · 7 · 10 @ 5:58 pm
My favorite fantasy is about you, Dr. Suzy! I imagine coming into your office for a standard therapy session telling you about all of my problems and inhibitions. Then you tell me to take off all my clothes and lie down on your couch. Then you lift up your skirt (you’re not wearing panties) and sit on my face. You taste like heaven and I get a huge erection. As you sit on my face you instruct me in the proper way to get head to a woman. I do exactly as you say. Then you come really hard screaming and squirting all over my face. At that point I come too- in real life!