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  • Alix James posted an update in the group Group logo of Your ExperimentsYour Experiments 10 years, 11 months ago

    @ Barrister has yet again inspired me to think more broadly than normal with one of his posts! In reading though his and many other fantasies and experiments on this site, I am reminded just how grounded we often are in our fantasies…about how we pass most of our interests and arousals and wants and desires through SOME filter which reflects our past experience and our current relationship situation and dynamics. But there are those parts of us which we do think of that trip purely into fantasy land…which we think about and which arouse us wildly us even if there is no contextual relation to who we are or what may be achievable. Almost as if somehow we refuse or resist completely unrealistic fantasies as being worthwhile. (especially as we get older and come to accept who we really are more). So my experiment is to challenge everyone to think about and share some sexual fantasy that they have had that isn’t necessarily possible or worth ever making happen. By expressing and exploring these underlying thoughts and feelings we may learn more about who we are…understand ourselves better and when we understand our sexuality and our desires, we can begin to find ways to explore and use them in our everyday lives…incorporate them into specific, actionable parts of our sexual activities and draw from the intense pleasure and energy which they create inside of us!!!

    I have had many of these pure fantasies over the years…and yes, many of them seem to recur over and over again, even if they are infrequent or only crop up once every couple of years, but I will share one of mine and hopefully many of you will find it sufficiently out of the box and inspiring to spark your own pure fantasy thoughts and ideas…

    I have always wanted to have a zipless fuck. An isolated moment in time where two people who are stressed out and really need a sexual release find themselves in the same place and at the same time and with another person whom, for whatever reason, are given the opportunity to act on the raw chemistry and attraction that is so strong, and their immediate wants and needs a so great, that they just look each other in the eye and know what the other is thinking and feeling, and without saying a word…without knowing anything at all about the other person…they grab hold of one another…start kissing, start pawing and grabbing and fumbling over one another to touch and feel and grope and start to unbutton and unbuckle and unzip and open their clothing just enough to give them access to what they want before fucking each others brains out like two animals in heat.

    Mallory indulged us all a while back with a version of this theme (getting stuck in a dark elevator), but there are others…like locked in a conference room with a female banker, attorney, assistant in the middle of the day while working on a deal that has gone on for weeks – ideally she works for the other side in the negotiations!)…or meeting in line to get coffee…hell, one time I was walking down the street and this quirkily attractive but certainly not gorgeous older woman looked right at me and gave me the most incredible knowing look and this quirky but melting smile. I returned the look and smile with an equal ferocity…which totally caught me by surprise. It was heart-stopping and wildly arousing and I absolutely knew that I would fuck her if I could. It was one of the most unusual, out of character (yes, i am serious that i really don’t think like this every minute of the day!), surreal moments of my life. To this day, I wish that I had not been such a New Yorker with my emotionally impenetrable shell when walking down the street. In any other mindset, I absolutely would have been stopped dead in my tracks and at least said something to her…and if that outrageous chemistry and crackling energy was even half as real as it felt, I am certain that, I would have had to think long and hard about whether this would ever be something that is more than pure fantasy!!!

    • Okay so I’m freak, but do try to also remember that you love me when you read this. Plus it’s not totally my fault, James did ask for a fantasy that is ‘out there’.

      So slight preamble. I believe at our core we are all light, love, and energy… infinite capacity without bounds and connected to everything. That upon that we are layer upon layer of information, thought, beliefs, perception, anger, resentment, guilt, etc. etc. you get the idea. What is crucial to me in life is finding ways to do what I call ‘coming into my being’ or just ‘being’ this is where I feel and act closest to my core state, when I am filled and expressed as love, light, and energy (when I can easily create in the world moments like the one James describes above, with just a quirky heated smile)… when I feel I am my truest most fulfilled self. This pursuit is the inspiration for how I live my life (or at least aspire to).

      Many people in life pursue some version of this and there are many different means by which to do so; tantra, meditation, hypnosis, enlightenment, drugs, extreme sport, ritual etc. etc. Different things work for different people. I’ve at least dabbled in everything on that list. What I’ve found works best for me, what strips away layer after layer after layer when I am not otherwise succeeding at shrugging them off is certain practices people would generally classify in the realm of bdsm and particularly for me within a relationship people would generally classify as Master\slave. I of course belief my particular dynamic is original and uniquely ours, but I need a conventional way to at least frame it to make it somewhat understandable. Pain is a part of this, so is submission, and acceptance\faith\trust. Within this context I experience these things in an atypical way, as a means for Master to strip away all layers from us, as a way for us to come together in our most raw, open, fundamental forms.

      I have not played with needles, but I have long been very intrigued by them. There are certain aspects that I find very appealing. I love people, I love finding ways to move in and out of other people and vice versa, delving closer to one another’s core. I love the idea of merging of being penetrated, of opening to one another, being vulnerable\protected, being at the mercy of\cared for, being a part of one another. I get off on this. I get high on this. I also enjoy intensity. In many ways (at least in my sick mind) needles materialize these concepts in a tangible way. Needles have a very focused point of entry, you can literally feel your skin be broken as the needle moves into you. You have to override every urge to jerk away, to judge and reject it and instead accept it into you, trust that you can handle it, he can manage it, you will come out the other side and be fine… know that the endorphins will come, the rush will come. When it comes out it actually hurts more, and yes there can be some blood, but I like this too I like the idea of giving even my blood to him.

      Okay, so the preamble was not so short, but we already know this about me, once I get started, I tend not to stop. Let me cut to the chase. My fantasy is this; to one day have Master pierce my nipple himself, to wear his ‘ring’ always, to have his hands smear my blood over my body, and to have my scream/gasp forever wound into his soul.

    • If you walk up to a woman that you’ve been making eye contact with in a bar, simply take her hand and walk to the dance floor, slither against each other and under each other’s clothes for an hour, then take her hand again, walk her this time to the bathroom where you fuck her, and all of that without ever saying more than two words to each other, does that count as a zip less fuck?

      • Uh, hell, yeah.

        • I probably should not feel proud of myself for that, but damn it, now I do 🙂

          • Yes, this is a perfect example of said “zipless fuck”. So now I am more in awe than ever of the daring, sexy, make-it-happen in her life ms. lake!!!

            -James

            • I can’t let you be too impressed, in the mid 90,s there was the most fortunate trend in NYC… and straight girls were flocking to the lesbian bars in droves in order to get their ‘girl on girl’ badges. I don’t think I slept with a female that actually was gay for almost a year. I still can’t look at the leather vest I used to wear in those days, without getting the most devious grin on my face.