Romantic fantasies

Bushido71XS

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If you've had it fullfilled it what was it? if you haven't what is it?

Me personally, I've always wanted to have sex on a train I dunno, it's just something about the rhythm and the sounds of the wheels clattering. Airplanes, BTDT too cramped. Maybe it's the tunnels?
 
We are walking along a cobbled pathway on a tour and we let the others go ahead. We enter a shallow passage almost a cubby hole. We begin to kiss and yank on each others clothing. He backs me up against the wall and pushes into me. We fuck like animals standing up and within eyeshot of the others. All they need do is turn about and take three steps. We look into each others eyes watching. We shudder together and muffle each other's moans with our mouths. We stay leaning against the wall until our hearts recover. We kiss and straighten our clothing and rejoin the tour flushed and smiling. Our guide looks at us and grins and we both laugh quietly....








[Edited by Gingersnap on 07-24-2000 at 09:49 AM]
 
Well, I have made love while swimming in a lake (with tons of other swimmers all around us)... I've made love along a "mountain" side (okay, so it's not really a mountain, but when you're a Flatlander it's all we have) in the rain... I think those are the only romantic ones...lol :)

~Tiggs~
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At midnight, I went into a grove of trees in Ireland, just after a rain, took off all my clothes and lay in the earth with a man I'd just met, making love for three solid hours.

I was covered with earth, and leaves, and little twigs (ow!), but it was worth it.
 
My dream is to be making love to the woman of my dreams outside during a raging thunderstorm (crashing bodies and crashing thunder go good together) as the water rolls down our bodies only making our passion burn deeper for eachother. We rock back and forth deep in eachother's hearts, moaning louder than the noise from above. After what seems like an eternity of passion and love, one final bolt of lightning comes down as we both cry out in pure ecstasy, our orgasms taking us to a higher level, almost a nirvana if you will.

I carry my love inside and fetch us a towel. After drying eachother off, we lay down and kiss as a loving, peaceful slumber comes upon us. :cool:
 
To make love with a raven haired goddess upon the parapets of Fortress Louisbourg at dawn as the sun comes up over the Atlantic.Gulls and Kittywakes skirling and calling in the air above, combers crashing on the rocks below. A gentle zephyr of wind causing her dark locks to encircle both of our heads so it is only her face that is my universe.

Makes yours look like a bad Harlequin Jeff
 
I follow a nude, red haired girl through a "house of mirrors". I see her reflection, as she beckons me on and on. Finally, I reach a room and she her across from me, a smile of welcome on her face... That's where I always woke up.
 
He means that his was better written head in the cloud fluff. Not a dig, Jeff. That was very nice and romantic, but it did sound like a York Peppermint Patty commercial. You do have a tendancy to be very Jonathan Livingston Seagull. Come on, be honest, what you MEANT to say was something grittier and more realistic like "anal sex with the hot dog vendor chick in the Yankee locker room wearing cleats".

Still, it IS his fantasy, and I like the raging storm thing myself. Hmmmm.
 
If anyone makes fun of me...I'll, well...I'll do something bad. Don't laugh...my tastes run to the simple.

My fantay is to make love to a wonderful man by candlelight. (Here comes the fluff/Harlequin) on a huge 4-poster bed...the kind you have to have a step to get into. White sheets and white fluffy down comforter. He is the most gentel, yet at the same time most domineering man I have ever met. The night ends with me in silken scarves tied by my wrists and feet to the bed whilst he runs a rose up and down my body...pricked with the thorns and gently massaged by the petals.

Fluff...but it's my fluff!
 
Absolutely. Fluff away, girl. ("Did he say 'Fluffer Girl?'")

A fantasy is a fantasy is a fantasy, and who the hell knows why something turns us on. I won't make fun of anyone. Jeff, yours was beautiful, and I hope it happens, the rain, the thunder, the lightning, everything -- without the apparent alarming result of being electrocuted to death.

My fantasy runs along the happenstance fuck. I meet a girl in a service position like salesgirl, waitress or flight attendant and, for whatever reason, we decide to do it right there, right now, as privately as possible, and, best of all, with most of our clothes on.
 
SimplySouthern said:
The night ends with me in silken scarves tied by my wrists and feet to the bed whilst he runs a rose up and down my body...pricked with the thorns and gently massaged by the petals.

I've heard this before somewhere... but where?

<thumping forehead>

think, Ollie, think!
 
heard? you only heard that? it is my faintest of recollections that you have perhap even DONE that somewhere before Mr. Doctor-man. How soon they forget! Memorable my ass!
 
I think I would remember if I had done something like THAT... but then again, this may be the first documented case of fornication-induced amnesia.

After all, one's blood tends to be needed somewhere besides the brain...
 
i used to be a salesgirl once

Dixon Carter Lee said:
My fantasy runs along the happenstance fuck. I meet a girl in a service position like salesgirl, waitress or flight attendant and, for whatever reason, we decide to do it right there, right now, as privately as possible, and, best of all, with most of our clothes on.

... well i guess an executive assistant wouldn't be considered a service position .. dammit all ..

but that is kind of a fantasy of mine too *although i wouldn't call it a "romantic" fantasy; more of a sexual fantasy*

it is the zipless fuck .. (term used by Erica Jong) ..fucking a total stranger .. not asking or knowing their name .. with clothes on ;) ...

after you are done .. you each go your seperate ways .. never seeing each other again.

.. like you could fantasize that one with so many people you see each day ... it's one of my classics!
 
Hmmm...

I think it's kinda interesting that everyone so far has equated "Romantic Fantasy" with "Sexual Fantasy". Some of them, including the one Bushido used to start this thread, don't involve any kind of romance at all.

Barbara Cartland must be rolling over in her grave....
 
... i didn't Lasher dear .. i clearly stated the difference in my post ..

romantic fantasy? ... hmmm well damn i can't think of any .. all my fantasies are XXX rated .. what can i say? :)
 
My romantic fantasy would be to make love with the hubby in the sand or in the ocean. I think with the waves hitting aganinst our skin would be a total turn on. To be walking down the beach enjoying ourselves and out of a spur of the moment we both have the urge and the both of us make love among the waves. That would be my romantic fantasy.
 
Ooops!

What I meant was,

"I think it's kinda interesting that everyone so far (Except for Isabella, of course) has equated "Romantic Fantasy" with "Sexual Fantasy".....

Sorry about that..... Better now?
 
My fantasies, sexual and romantic, end up in my stories. If I can't have them in real life, at least I can live them vicariously through my writing!
 
... ummmmm yea i guess i'm feeling kinda better now ... LMAO

luv ya lasher!
 
the rainbow will make it complete

I have fucked women of all races, now my ultimate fantasy would be to have a menage a trois with two women of completely opposite backgrounds. A Puerto Rican stripper and a white schoolteacher would be nice. Maybe a black dentist and a japanese masseuse. hmmmmm. the possibilties.
One of my top 10 most intense fucks that i have ever had was with my ex five years ago. I fucked her from behind while she tried to keep my six month old from waking up. She came twice within like five minutes. She had the tightest and wettest pussy I have ever had. I miss ya' CM.
 
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