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I had a very similar experience to this with a partner who warned me in advance that she would attempt to fight me off and say no and I should ignore her. It was my first encounter with anything BDSM related to the point that I didn't even realise it was an example of BDSM at the time, I was in my mid 20s and relatively inexperienced in such matters.I dated a girl like this. She loved being pinned down, hand over her neck or mouth, "fighting" back. All part of her fantasy. We had a safe word of course. She would cum very hard from this and also told me that before we started dating, she fantasized about me fucking her in my office w/o consent while people outside were working, obliviously. It was interesting for sure.
I like being pinned down and “manhandled”. Not being hurt or degraded—just struggling against him and being overwhelmed. Having my legs forced open, feeling his weight on top of me. Feeling helpless. Being used and taken.I dated a girl like this. She loved being pinned down, hand over her neck or mouth, "fighting" back. All part of her fantasy. We had a safe word of course. She would cum very hard from this and also told me that before we started dating, she fantasized about me fucking her in my office w/o consent while people outside were working, obliviously. It was interesting for sure.
Thanks. I was a little bit concerned I may have gone overboard with some level of the sexual violence. Things do get rather intense in the big gangbang scene at the end. I’ve only heard positives. I think it all being clearly fictional and stuff she’s enjoying tempers any of that.Went and read the story, enjoyed it. Yes, big, huge line between the fantasy and the horrors of rape. Rapists deserve the harshest punishments. But in fantasy, even in the "nonconsensual" we can limit the aggressor to within our acceptable terms. (Nobody, or almost nobody, I imagine, fantasizes about contracting an STD or hepatitis) The danger comes when that big, huge line suddenly blurs and people try to drag the fantasy over into the reality, thinking at some level they can still maintain those limits. Unfortunately, humans tend to be operating on flawed programs.
I have to imagine sharing something that intimate takes a LOT of trust. It’s hard to open up about such taboo fantasies. Always concerned the person will judge you or think it’s something you want to do for real. Even if it’s purely fantasy.It's a difficult one for sure. I got into scenes with a guy I was seeing last year that were very borderline. It's hard to admit sometimes (even to yourself) that such a fucked-up situation is doing it for you. There's some self-discovery as well, I found myself in extremely degrading circumastances and I craved more. It became about the degradation and humiliation. Not something you can discuss openly.
It might be my favorite, if not my #1 favor, it’s close to it!I love cnc. The thought of being held down or otherwise restrained, groped, eaten, and fucked turns me on like nothing else.
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So true ....the first time I whispered it into my husband's ear.... he grunted and shuddered and came. It was totally reassuring.I think trust is at the very heart of virtually all healthy exploration of sexual fantasies. Let's face it: MOST of us have some stuff hidden in the closets of our psyche that we're fairly sure would make the villagers snatch up their children off the street and board up the windows at the sight of us. Developing trust and confidence is liberating and cathartic. And fun.
That is a very hot story!Wow what a lovely thread to come across, must admit this is a big fantasy of mine ,it dates back when I was only 21 on a holiday on a Greek island, a bit drunk got in a taxi to take me back to my hotel, instead he drove me up the mountain telling me that all English girls were sluts leading there young men astray, he was around 65 bald ,fat , he did all kinds of things to me , was scared then incredibly turn on , wet horny, I think back and it still makes my married pussy so wet, mmm