Have you ever had a kink pass through you like a ghost?

Not as quickly as a day but with porn/kinks you get jaded and what was once a turn on becomes meh just like someone who has to drink more to get drunk.because their tolerance keeps getting stronger
 
Never had a ghost kink. Do ghosts have kinks? Rattling chains? Creaking floor boards? Flashing? As in exhibitionist, not like on and off.
 
Not as quickly as a day but with porn/kinks you get jaded and what was once a turn on becomes meh just like someone who has to drink more to get drunk.because their tolerance keeps getting stronger

What's the fastest you've ever gone from, 'Hey, you know what? Just the sight of green jelly makes me horny.', followed by running off to the myriad green jelly porn sites and forums to discover all there is to know about green jelly, to 'Eh, green jelly. It's not exactly blue now, is it?'
 
Never had a ghost kink. Do ghosts have kinks? Rattling chains? Creaking floor boards? Flashing? As in exhibitionist, not like on and off.

That's actually a brilliant idea for a comedy story. A ghost with a fetish for creaking floor boards.
 
That's actually a brilliant idea for a comedy story. A ghost with a fetish for creaking floor boards.

I encourage you read the Neil Gaiman short story Forbidden Brides of the Faceless Slaves in the Secret House of the Night of Dread Desire. It’s available in the Fragile Things collection. Not quite kinky ghosts, but it’s up there.
 
What's the fastest you've ever gone from, 'Hey, you know what? Just the sight of green jelly makes me horny.', followed by running off to the myriad green jelly porn sites and forums to discover all there is to know about green jelly, to 'Eh, green jelly. It's not exactly blue now, is it?'

I thought this was what you meant in the OP.

Are you asking if it's common? I think so.
 
I encourage you read the Neil Gaiman short story Forbidden Brides of the Faceless Slaves in the Secret House of the Night of Dread Desire. It’s available in the Fragile Things collection. Not quite kinky ghosts, but it’s up there.

Love Neil Gaiman. *thumbsup*
 
What's the fastest you've ever gone from, 'Hey, you know what? Just the sight of green jelly makes me horny.', followed by running off to the myriad green jelly porn sites and forums to discover all there is to know about green jelly, to 'Eh, green jelly. It's not exactly blue now, is it?'

I think it was she-males. I found myself fascinated by them and watched a few short video clips that I admit 'did the trick' then the next time I had time to watch some porn I clicked on one and was like...okay, not really sure what I'm watching this.

Maybe it was a curiosity I needed to satisfy and the 'first time' affect kicked in, but it wasn't a lasting thing.

I equate with how I feel when story ideas run through my head...meh, meh...hmmm maybe....meh, possibly...oh, that's the one!

That's how I feel when I browse porn. At some point a lot of things did it for me at anytime now its a mood thing
 
I think it was she-males. I found myself fascinated by them and watched a few short video clips that I admit 'did the trick' then the next time I had time to watch some porn I clicked on one and was like...okay, not really sure what I'm watching this.

Maybe it was a curiosity I needed to satisfy and the 'first time' affect kicked in, but it wasn't a lasting thing.

I equate with how I feel when story ideas run through my head...meh, meh...hmmm maybe....meh, possibly...oh, that's the one!

That's how I feel when I browse porn. At some point a lot of things did it for me at anytime now its a mood thing

I'm always sad when this happens. There's a sense of loss.
 
For a brief time I was obsessed with video clips from the site Ultimate Surrender, I think it was called. Where 2 women would sexually wrestle and the loser would get fucked with a strap-on. It was kind of bizarre but for a moment I really enjoyed watching it.
I will also sometimes get in the mood to watch hentai but it passes pretty fast.
 
For a brief time I was obsessed with video clips from the site Ultimate Surrender, I think it was called. Where 2 women would sexually wrestle and the loser would get fucked with a strap-on. It was kind of bizarre but for a moment I really enjoyed watching it.
I will also sometimes get in the mood to watch hentai but it passes pretty fast.

I remember that. And a mate showed me 'bukakke news' one night. I was initially skeptical, then intrigued, vaguely aroused, then just felt sorry for the girl. I think the entire cycle from 'hmm, maybe', to 'don't think I'll find myself Googling that again' took about an hour. Couldn't understand a word the poor woman was saying, but I thought her coworkers were being very disrespectful interrupting her like that.
 
I don't recall any kinks that have passed me completely, but there are only a few that remain consistent for me. Almost all of my kinks cycle between being exciting to boring, or even repulsive a bit:eek:, back to being exciting again. Some are far more volatile than others in their rotation, but they always seem to come back into play eventually. *shrugs*
 
Yes, I was curious if it was just me. Good to know it's not.

I could possibly talk about such kinks all day. With me, it seems to happen whenever I'm subconsciously thinking about someone I was close to and they've long passed on. Like they're reminding me they are still around to guide me in some way.

I recall a horrible dream I had one night about my older brother., but I was in his body somehow the moment of his death. I was driving my dad's car and totaled it taking out some small trees in my path as I left the road. Someone was with me and, basically, we knew we were fucked.

I was awakened by a loud knock at the front door and heard Mom talking to some policemen. They were informing us my brother had been killed in a horrific car accident. I took off to the scene of the accident and they were pulling my dead brother out of the car. Someone was with him at the time, but they miraculously survived. I was in shock for 3 days before I came to my senses. They were indeed in my dad's car and had left the road at about 100 mph. Those trees from my dream were there too. My dad never got over it. I don't think my mom has either.

Sometimes when I'm alone, especially outside, there seems to be this weird small cloud or smoke drifting past. I get the chills and think of my brother or grandfather.


I've done that w/women too, but in my mind's eye the women are past tense.
 
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That's actually a brilliant idea for a comedy story. A ghost with a fetish for creaking floor boards.

Shades of "The Canterville Ghost".

"With regard to little Virginia, he had not quite made up his mind. She had never insulted him in any way, and was pretty and gentle. A few hollow groans from the wardrobe, he thought, would be more than sufficient, or, if that failed to wake her, he might grabble at the counterpane with palsy-twitching fingers..."
 
Excited you one day, made no sense to you the next?

All the time. I basically wonder about kinks, or fetishes, until they bother me. Sometimes enough to try them (I'm asexual) and then satisfy my curiosity enough to get them out of my system. it's not The pattern, but it happens enough for me to pick up on it.
 
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