Your earliest fantasies and what they lead to

[fenghuang]

The first time I saw anything aproaching porn was at the age of about 9. It was a Page 3 model, naked except for thigh length FMBs.
Has this lead to my penchant for FMBs?
(For non UK residents, one of the UK tabloids, the Sun, has always had a topless model on page 3 and it's a bit of an institution.)


And despite being ENTIRELY ignorant of such things, the earliest sexual fantasy I can remember is from when I was about 12. It envolved hand holes opening up in my bed and women's hands coming through them, holding me down, playing with my genitals and pulling my pajamas tight into my crotch / ass crack till it hurt. (Needless to say I was playing with myself and pulling my pajamas tight into my crotch / ass crack till it hurt whilst dreaming of this.) I have a vague feeling my "doms" may even have been dressed in black leather, though were I would have got that mental image from I can't even begin to guess, or maybe that's just a trick of the memory.
Was this a sign of thing to come and my mild interest in BDSM? :caning:

 

[EjAcKuLaToR]

My first fantasies always had to do with girls around my own age, and the availability of pictures, or real life stuff...

Like one example I remember was enjoying looking at the girls underwear section of "JC Penney" catalog (prior to the advent of Victoria's Secret let me assure you). I used to spend a good bit of time fantasizing about those girls...

Also, another example is that I had a swimming pool in my yard growing up. I would always invite my little friends over to go swimming with me that way I could perv them out. I was a very visual kid...ok?!?!?!

There was one girl in particular that just got my goat throughout my adolescence...I'd have done anything to be with her.

I don't know if this answers the question, but I took a stab at it..
Freddy

 

[Noira]

Hmmm.

When I was young... 9-12ish... I loved to read. What did I read? Historical fiction and mystery novels. I've moved on to fantasy but the mystery novels still influence me...

Oddly, I had this eerie obession over any parts of the stories where people were tied up, held hostage or at gunpoint or somehow completely lacking any control over the situation.

I'd read a few novels concerning rape as a plot point and for some strange reason, this facinated me, the loss of control. I mean, I understood it was a crime and horrible and everything... but somehow this kicked in a little bit of early rape fantasy... sure, I was a normal girl. I played Barbies. Except they were trying to escape manical Ken dolls trying to tie them up...

There was a point I recall having a dream (a dream, like, while I was sleeping) about a place that, now, I could entirely describe as a fetish club. I can still pull out details. As a child, I'd never seen anything approaching pornographic images. Somehow my mind created this place on its own. It included bits where people were whipped, bound, and when I got onto sites like these, I discovered a picture of a device. A... Saint Andrew's Cross, I do believe it's called... a bondage device. The people wore leather, corsets, skimpy costumes and other things I now recognize. There were other devices... whipping posts and rack-type things...

I have no bloody idea where I came up with this. I was NINE! I can still detail the dream, it was intensely vivid. Okay, I was somewhere between nine and twelve, but you know. I was pretty young and I'd never been exposed to anything. No nudity, no bad movies, I was quite sheltered.

It wasn't sexual, just violent...

Needless to say, it's not a surprise to say I developed an obsessive facination with BDSM when I discovered it. Somehow there was always a little bit of it in my brain. But I do believe my childhood facination with people being tied up may have led up a bit into my interest in BDSM.

 

[twysted73]

In 1979 a really crappy science fiction movie came out called "Flash Gordon".
I remember thinking the guy's last name was close to mine so I'd watch it. ( in '79 I was 6 years old so...yeah)

Anyway, the hero is captured and strung up in the dungon before his execution. I perked up at this.
6...I had no idea why. Then later in the story, our hero is being seduced by the bad guy's daughter. I really enjoyed this part.

And then, towards the end...the bad guy's daughter was tied down and whipped for her aid to the good guys.
I enjoyed this part. Couldn't turn away.

Oddly enough, some of my earliest fantasies were of being tied up and taken advantage of by women I knew like my reading teacher, her substitute (both attractive for teacher-types) as well as fellow classmates or, better yet, the older ones who'd already developed a couple grades up.

There you have it.
I'm Dominant, I like controling my submissive's orgasms and utterly dragging her ever-loving ass through as much corruption and defilement as I can think of.
She's kept up with me like a pro.
What a good girl.

 

[mynameiskate]

Mine always involved my teachers...they still do.

 

[BritPup]

The first time I saw anything aproaching porn was at the age of about 9. It was a Page 3 model, naked except for thigh length FMBs.
Has this lead to my penchant for FMBs?
(For non UK residents, one of the UK tabloids, the Sun, has always had a topless model on page 3 and it's a bit of an institution.)

Hey - funny you mention The Sun's p3! It was also the cause of my early fantasy. Way before I knew about sex, I was hooked on the p3 thing. But what I was hooked on wasn't the boobs - it was their peachy pert butts. I'd always be disappointed if the pic was a frontal shot with no mirror view.

The fantasy used to drive me nuts. I used to go around hoping aginst hope that I'd get a sneak glimpse of a woman's butts (being naive I had zero interest in their 'front bottoms').

Wow - I'd forgotten all about this until reading your post. Thanks for jogging my memory

 

[wickedlady31]

Dirty bird

I used to fantasize about being taken (teen years.) Like someone stalks me and kidnaps me after knocking me out with ether....I wake bound to a bed, stark naked and a virgin. My kidnapper is some sexy doctor type man......that has his way with me.....

What has this led to? The wickedness within of course...
(bondage, spanking, submission, domination)

 

[Etaski]

I don't know where some of the BDSM/control/fear/horror/violent fantasies came from either...but I remember them as early as 6.

Oh wait...Disney cartoons actually had a hand in it (frankly, that image of Peter Pan forcibly patting Tinkerbell's hiney for fairy dust in VelvetDarkness's signature looks a whole lot different on this site! ) Especially if a character was bent over someone's knee, their naked butts revealed and spanked, turning pink. There were several of them I remember.

Two movies made early impressions: Indiana Jones and the Lost Ark (can't even remember her name, but the woman in the white dress tossed into the snake pit with Indy). "Snakes...why did it have to be snakes?"
Ghostbusters (beastial hands bursting out of her chair and grabbing Sigourney Weaver all over: mouth, boobs, belly, thighs). She and the chair were pushed through the door screaming, and she was wearing a totally different red dress later on. My mind filled in the blanks.

A lot of other early, childhood fantasies were mostly control ones; overall an adult "good" woman being "forced" to reveal how sexual/beautiful she was. Lots of stripping and appreciative watching, increasingly non-consentual.

Where did it lead? My head being a safe place to lose control once in a while, an interest in horror stories/movies, and one partner trustworthy enough with whom to roleplay some of the loss-of-control fantasies. And overall feeling pretty good about it.

Seems early (but strong) control and fear experiences were morphed into turn-ons.

 

[cuffed_kitten]

Its funny how people's earliest fantasies seem to have shaped their choices later in life! When I was a kid, maybe like 9 or 10 onwards, I always had a fascination with anything sexual and the outdoors. I always thought it was like a natural add-on to sex to make it even better. Whenever we would go on field trips and the boys would whip it out to pee I'd be like oooh! And now of course, I delight in sex outside!!

I had a lot of fantasies about being kidnapped and made to submit to my kidnappers too. Years later and I love acting out a hot rape fantasy! Hmmm!!

 

[bisexualsmoker]

One fantasy leads to the realization of the fantasy,which leads
to another fantasy,the realization of that one,and it never ends.