Your Most Taboo Sexual Fantasy

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Much to my dismay there's nothing to...spit out.
The neighbor wasn't home and my sister took a shower and went to bed...by herself.

You know me, follow, if she had been willing...:devil:

When is your next visit? Do you think you might be a little more...obvious?
 
You should have approched her....

It was one of those situations where, to an outsider, the choice would be obvious. But at that moment, for me, there was a huge question mark. I'll be visiting again in a month, or two. I'll suggest we enjoy the hot tub, again. This time I'll be taking a transparent-when-wet speedo and see what kind of response I get from her. I'll be sure to be havea Brazil wax...just like her. :D

(I'll keep you posted with a PM...if I'm lucky.)

When is your next visit? Do you think you might be a little more...obvious?

See above message.
 
It was one of those situations where, to an outsider, the choice would be obvious. But at that moment, for me, there was a huge question mark. I'll be visiting again in a month, or two. I'll suggest we enjoy the hot tub, again. This time I'll be taking a transparent-when-wet speedo and see what kind of response I get from her. I'll be sure to be havea Brazil wax...just like her. :D

(I'll keep you posted with a PM...if I'm lucky.)



See above message.

Looking forward to your PM's as always
 
Terribly off topic but I saw the av above me and thought of something a comedian said once.

"Every picture of me is a picture of when I was younger" :D

Now how do we go about making our most taboo fantasies come true without bringing down our house of cards?
 
Sorry ,,,,I thought this was a porn site. Some of these activities are worse than bestality in a lot of ways.:rolleyes:
At any rate, I'm interested in Mother/Son, Father/Daughter, and most incest. ;)

There isn't anything much worse than bestiality, except under age kiddie sex, and it's one of Lit's few rules that we must follow.
 
Terribly off topic but I saw the av above me and thought of something a comedian said once.

"Every picture of me is a picture of when I was younger" :D

Now how do we go about making our most taboo fantasies come true without bringing down our house of cards?

Admitting that you have these fantasies is a great first step. Then telling someone (anonymous or not).

FWIW, I shared mine with my wife and I think and hope that I'm starting to see some progress towards fulfilling one or two. She's asked me to keep it secret though, so...
 
Sometimes, the most taboo fantasies are ones that could never be realized without significant problems, legal ones being the most obvious, but other issues such as the emotional and mental fall-out for all involved (if it occurred) would exist. That is why they remain fantasy. in the make-believe realm none of those things occur and it is just sweet exquisite pleasure. The danger is that in telling it to ourselves often enough we can convince ourselves the fantasy is realizable and it then becomes truly dangerous. A lie repeated often enough becomes true to those that hear it, and often enough, true to those who tell it. We must always remember to come back to reality and ensure that all REAL repercussions are thought out before deciding to act on a fantasy.
 
My fantasies would not pose a legal issue.......unless we are talking about how legal it would be for my friends or family to lock me away in a nut house. They would be certain based on how I've lived my life that I had taken complete leave of my good senses if my fantasies were exposed. I keep them under lock and key and tucked neatly in the darker corners of my mind. It's my inner whore with the big mouth that is getting harder to control. She can be one very persistent bitch.
 
My fantasies would not pose a legal issue.......unless we are talking about how legal it would be for my friends or family to lock me away in a nut house. They would be certain based on how I've lived my life that I had taken complete leave of my good senses if my fantasies were exposed. I keep them under lock and key and tucked neatly in the darker corners of my mind. It's my inner whore with the big mouth that is getting harder to control. She can be one very persistent bitch.

Sounds like you need to share with someone. Even if you can just be yourself with that one person. I really know how you feel as I've been in the same position.
 
My fantasies would not pose a legal issue.......unless we are talking about how legal it would be for my friends or family to lock me away in a nut house. They would be certain based on how I've lived my life that I had taken complete leave of my good senses if my fantasies were exposed. I keep them under lock and key and tucked neatly in the darker corners of my mind. It's my inner whore with the big mouth that is getting harder to control. She can be one very persistent bitch.

I know... Some of mind would cross the line I think... But I keep mine locked away as well.
 
Sounds like you need to share with someone. Even if you can just be yourself with that one person. I really know how you feel as I've been in the same position.

I do share them with someone. My boston terrier. She hasn't told any of them to anyone. As far as I know. :D
 
My fantasies would not pose a legal issue.......unless we are talking about how legal it would be for my friends or family to lock me away in a nut house. They would be certain based on how I've lived my life that I had taken complete leave of my good senses if my fantasies were exposed. I keep them under lock and key and tucked neatly in the darker corners of my mind. It's my inner whore with the big mouth that is getting harder to control. She can be one very persistent bitch.

I really want to hear your fantasies!
 
I'm sure he's very discreet. And very attentive too!

She is the sweetest dog on earth. And the most spoiled. :)



I really want to hear your fantasies!

You can. Send me a zillion dollars and I will send my cd. Autographed.



Ditto. But I'm obviously far too polite to ask outright!

Some things just aren't meant for public consumption yanno. Too boring and dull perhaps.
 
She is the sweetest dog on earth. And the most spoiled. :)

Some things just aren't meant for public consumption yanno. Too boring and dull perhaps.

I'm sure she is. I love dogs and as mine has unfortunately passed to the big farm in the sky, I'm sure that yours has now taken her place as #1 sweetest dog.

And I struggle to believe that anything that you want to keep hidden in that brain of yours would be boring or dull.
 
I'm sure she is. I love dogs and as mine has unfortunately passed to the big farm in the sky, I'm sure that yours has now taken her place as #1 sweetest dog.

And I struggle to believe that anything that you want to keep hidden in that brain of yours would be boring or dull.

My thoughts are pure and innocent. It's my inner whore with the big mouth and the dirty thoughts that needs to shut up.
 
My thoughts are pure and innocent. It's my inner whore with the big mouth and the dirty thoughts that needs to shut up.

But the inner whore is always the bit that's the most fun! And something that everybody should listen to.
 
This may not be out into the true bounds of taboo, but it's fairly interesting to me and one I'm always attuned to.

On vacation, usually in Florida someplace, on the water, where the more affluent and "pretty" seem to cluster. I, a fairly attractive and fit man, do the majority of the grocery shopping. I take my time in the isles and when I spot an attractive, and usually well-endowed female, my flirting instincts kick into gear, as every women in the place is a complete stranger.

The fantasy that has never gotten past the door, btw - involves me making a connection in the store as we meet in multiple isles, making eye contact, then casual conversation. On the third or fourth meeting all I breath loud enough for only her to hear "my god" or just "incredible." I "run" into her again at the door and offer to help to her car with the groceries. The innuendo accelerates quickly as we compliment one another on our appearance, physique and choice of bathroom tissue. That awkward moment comes when there is no excuse to go on, but neither wants to leave, and both know that nothing significant can go forward. I stutter, she encourages me, and I quietly blurt out "I would give anything to see your breasts." She smiles knowingly and invites me to sit with her in her vehicle (deeply smoked windows work best for this part). She tells me that she knew why I was attracted to her and that she was flattered. She says "we haven't much time," and begins to unbutton her blouse. Pulling it down and over her bra held breasts, which now appear far larger than I originally thought, she reaches for the front-clasp (hey, it's my fantasy) and opens the garment pulling back the cups to let her pendulous bounty spring forth and down. "Now what?" she purrs, as my arousal is beyond obvious or able to be concealed in my beach shorts. "May I?" I ask (ok plead) pointing to my bounty, and she smiles and says "do what you have to do." I lift up my shirt exposing my tummy and chest while pulling the elastic band over the now fully erect cock, and start to pump the shaft taking my eyes of her huge, milky breasts, wide, brown areola and thick nipples only to glance at her eyes to see where she is looking. Of course this take all of 30 seconds before my legs stiffen and I begin the spasm uncontrollably 4, 5, 6 and more copious blasts, before I can only milk and pull the remaining discharge from my incredibly spent cock and balls. As I come back into reality and look up at her face, she is at once showing a blush, and look of pride. "My god," and "thank you" is all I can muster as she says we'd both better be getting back to our real lives. I tuck in and thank her again, and as I'm out the door and she's driving away I realize I didn't ask what time she might be back another day this week. Doesn't matter, of course, as my shopping plans for the remainder of the week just got a lot more "structured."
 
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