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Rough Fuck Fantasy?
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Rough Fuck Fantasy? Her user name and short profile portrayed a woman who wanted to be fucked pretty rough. Thrown down, hands held behind head and hair pulled back.........I suspected a fake, but the picture; perfect breasts half covered by a figure hugging cross-wrap shirt had caught my eye and was making me feel sexy. It isn't often I find myself unsure of what I want. (Unsure what I am going to do about it, yes! But not uncertain about my feelings.) Rough porn doesn't turn me on, and generally I prefer fairly gentle sex, where the mental connection and the soft touch brings out the fire. Although I suppose that can sometimes lead to unexpected heat, and I can work hard when I need to. But I never want to hurt anyone. Why was I so attracted to this image? One that really screams Once, years ago, a blog friend asked me to write a fantsay about rough sex. I pulled out all the stops and in the middle of writing it I found I was scaring myself! I managed to write vividly, and I kept wanting to stop and say "this isn't the real me." And yet writing it was a turn on too. Someone who didn't know me might say maybe I am frightened of a side of me which might get out of control, but I don't think it is that at all. I have been out of control with women - it doesn't play out like that lol, and it is usually me that ends up getting hurt! In day dreaming about this fantasy, I realised that if I met this woman and she wanted me, I probably wouldn't be able to treat her rough, even if that was what she really wanted. I imagine that I would just be my strong-but-gentle sensitive self, and she would warm to that, realising that she could be giving without being taken. I guess my fantasy is to soften a rough-sex-junkie into a babe, lol. In between the wrong and the right. I suppose fantasies fall into two categories: The day-dreams you have about situations or events you really would like to experience, and the ones which you think about, play out in your head, but which you know you wouldn't want to actually happen. Sometimes I am not entirely sure which one this is. Mostly it is just a mental turn on which in real life I wouldn't even like. Sometimes I wonder though, whether there is a hint hidden within it about the kind of woman which, if I had my life over again, I would have been best suited to. Maybe I have always known that. Maybe I have imagined a few bloggers to be like that over the years. No names to mention now, but you might know who you are. Maybe that is how I see Maria Andrejczyk. In between the dark and the light. I don't think I am likely to find out now in real life.............but as always, I love to examine what goes on in my head and see if anyone else recognises the same thoughts. One of These Nights |
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First Comment and Word Glitch Protector: Her user name and short profile portrayed a woman who wanted to be fucked pretty rough. Thrown down, hands held behind head and hair pulled back.........I suspected a fake, but the picture; perfect breasts half covered by a figure hugging cross-wrap shirt had caught my eye and was making me feel sexy. It isn't often I find myself unsure of what I want. (Unsure what I am going to do about it, yes! But not uncertain about my feelings.) Rough porn doesn't turn me on, and generally I prefer fairly gentle sex, where the mental connection and the soft touch brings out the fire. Although I suppose that can sometimes lead to unexpected heat, and I can work hard when I need to. But I never want to hurt anyone. Why was I so attracted to this image? One that really screams Once, years ago, a blog friend asked me to write a fantsay about rough sex. I pulled out all the stops and in the middle of writing it I found I was scaring myself! I managed to write vividly, and I kept wanting to stop and say "this isn't the real me." And yet writing it was a turn on too. Someone who didn't know me might say maybe I am frightened of a side of me which might get out of control, but I don't think it is that at all. I have been out of control with women - it doesn't play out like that lol, and it is usually me that ends up getting hurt! In day dreaming about this fantasy, I realised that if I met this woman and she wanted me, I probably wouldn't be able to treat her rough, even if that was what she really wanted. I imagine that I would just be my strong-but-gentle sensitive self, and she would warm to that, realising that she could be giving without being taken. I guess my fantasy is to soften a rough-sex-junkie into a babe, lol. In between the wrong and the right. I suppose fantasies fall into two categories: The day-dreams you have about situations or events you really would like to experience, and the ones which you think about, play out in your head, but which you know you wouldn't want to actually happen. Sometimes I am not entirely sure which one this is. Mostly it is just a mental turn on which in real life I wouldn't even like. Sometimes I wonder though, whether there is a hint hidden within it about the kind of woman which, if I had my life over again, I would have been best suited to. Maybe I have always known that. Maybe I have imagined a few bloggers to be like that over the years. No names to mention now, but you might know who you are. Maybe that is how I see Maria Andrejczyk. In between the dark and the light. I don't think I am likely to find out now in real life.............but as always, I love to examine what goes on in my head and see if anyone else recognises the same thoughts. One of These Nights
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It's never been a fantasy of mine, and I've never been in a relationship with a girl who expressed an interest in it. I'm generally very open-minded on most things, but I'm not sure how far I could go with this sort of thing if I ever met a girl who wanted to try. For me there's a bit of a chasm between being assertive and forcing your will, irrespective of how receptive my girl might be. Interesting post as always McDream.......but, but, but........tell me about that salmon that got away please?!? 
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Hmmmm well 'rough sex' could span a whole continuum of different things.  And there might be more women than you realize, who would be interested in an occasional change-up from gentle, soulful, lovemaking.   
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It's never been a fantasy of mine, and I've never been in a relationship with a girl who expressed an interest in it. I'm generally very open-minded on most things, but I'm not sure how far I could go with this sort of thing if I ever met a girl who wanted to try. For me there's a bit of a chasm between being assertive and forcing your will, irrespective of how receptive my girl might be. Interesting post as always McDream.......but, but, but........tell me about that salmon that got away please?!? I knew I would get you thinking with the reference to a paler fish. Actually I did catch a salmon, at least it was a sort of salmon......although for a moment I thought it was a little finnock, because I was fishing a small river estuary. Sadly, I have to confess it was very small and very silver, with a very dark forked tail................they call those smolts don't they, lol. The fish which escaped me came off at the net after I had had it on for quite a few minutes and was, I think, a sea trout of about 3-4 lbs. So dissappointing, and yet also good enough fun.
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Hmmmm well 'rough sex' could span a whole continuum of different things. And there might be more women than you realize, who would be interested in an occasional change-up from gentle, soulful, lovemaking.
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When you put it like that Jules, errrr yes, I can feel that you are right, lol. Nice feeling. But of course as you and Smarty both say, rough means different things to different people. I probably slightly over exaggerated my gentle side for the sake of this post - I have indulged in some playfully harsher sex in the past. Infact now you have got me thinking about it, I remember the Lioness biting my nipples to show me how hard she wanted me to bite hers. It became a delicious game of pushing each other to enjoy a bit more pain. In the right context it was a real turn on. That is rare for me, but as you say......with the right woman....... But what I was trying to get across in this post was that somehow the fantasy which came into my head was of a woman who usually wanted it rough, but liked me because I could be gentle. You know a bit like the fantasy of the person who flirts with everyone, but only wants to sleep with you? Does that make sense?
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