The Good Vibrations Guide to Sex (61 page)

A strange man walks into the room wearing dirty blue coveralls and black combat boots. The coveralls are hanging on his waist and under them he’s wearing an oil-stained white T-shirt that shows the curves of his arms and chest. He leans on the door jamb smoking a cigarette. He drops the cigarette on the floor and walks over and takes me.

I’d love fifteen minutes with my community studies professor. I’d get her on her desk in her office, or against the wall. Unbutton the top two buttons of her shirt, suck her earlobe, and run my tongue down her neck, across her right clavicle, over her shoulder, and then untuck her shirt, pull it off, off with the bra, bite gently the outside of her tit, touch the back of her knee, run my spread fingers hard up the inside of her thigh, squeeze her cunt, and then she’d beg me to come home with her.

Voyeurism and Exhibitionism

I enjoy thinking about having sex with an unknown man with a very large and beautiful penis in a rather public forum (not in front of people but with the chance of being seen). He pursues me and then after I make him jack off for awhile we fuck hard and fast wherever we are. I also enjoy making him talk about what he is thinking about (mainly fucking me) and not letting him touch himself until he cannot stand it. Sometimes there are other men who jack off while we are fucking.

Being watched in a clear glass room in a very crowded lesbian night club while my lover and I are having very aggressive sex. We can’t see or hear the women watching us, but know they’re all getting wet and turned on by what they see.

My latest fantasy is taking a shower with my husband watching. Slowly shampooing my hair, rinsing, then with a sponge working the soap down my whole body, showing him all the areas of me, bending over, washing my feet, and then using the shower head to rinse off the soap. It ends with him towel drying me all over.

Forced Encounters

My favorite fantasy centers on forcing a powerful man to an unwilling orgasm. I don’t necessarily need to be the one doing the action, but I want to see him struggle against feeling pleasure, fight his bonds, writhe in hatred and shame against his tormentor, and finally succumb to a force greater than his own. Sometimes the storyline changes a little, and it’s a male movie star acting out a titillating sex scene with a desirable costar (male or female). Their significant others are on the set watching, and the man doesn’t want to get turned on, but he does, and can’t hide his huge erection. His costar realizes the struggle the man is having, and does everything possible to drive the man crazy with lust.

I am a student currently trying to find my first job (this part is true). I finally find a job, but the boss will not hire me until I become his sex slave. Then he has the idea that I should become one for the office. Whenever they want, anyone can grab me and do whatever they want to me right then and there. Men grab me from behind and we fuck standing up. They call me into their offices when they need a little stress relief and we fuck for a while. Sometimes, they even like for me to give them head while they talk to their wives on the phone. I’m the office slut and I love it!

I’m alone on a beach—caught up in watching the sunset. Suddenly there’s a man behind me. He says he won’t hurt me if I cooperate. He slits several access holes in my jeans so no one passing can tell what’s going on. He proceeds to stimulate me with his hands in front while gently and persistently entering me anally from behind. I pretend that I hate it but become so aroused I climax several times before he even thinks about coming. Though this is a rape fantasy, he’s really very considerate and gentle, and I feel no threat.

My current fantasy is being given up by my stepmother to be an indentured servant to a wealthy family and being seduced into wet nursing for their kids, then being broken into a bondage and fucking toy for the parents, their other servants, the guard dog, etc.

Sex with Someone of Another Sexual Orientation

I am watching a movie at home with my best (girl) friend. I suggest putting a new movie in the DVD player. She agrees and we start watching a sexual film. She is turned on, but not wanting to show it. I scoot over and lay my head in her lap. As she is intently watching the movie (and not watching me), I start moving her skirt upward. I slowly move my head further into her lap and lick her thighs. She sighs and lays her head back to enjoy. I proceed to give her the best orgasm that she has ever received. We move into the bedroom, kissing all the while, and have wonderful hot sex on my extra-long king-sized bed.

I fantasize that I’m a boy who thought he was straight until he somehow stumbles into a sexual encounter with another boy.

In my fantasy I’m turned on by another woman. It’s very romantic, spontaneous, and erotic—the excitement so strong that the veins in my arms feel like they will burst, sweaty palms, rapid pulse, and my pussy so wet it is dripping. When this happens I want my male partner to be there just to watch. I want him to see me kiss a woman for the first time. To see my face as I slide my tongue in and out of her mouth. Kissing her breast, arms, fingers, stomach, and thighs. And then the pure joy of eating my first pussy. The whole picture totally excites me.

I’m in a hotel’s health club locker room, shaving. Two gorgeous men come out of the sauna naked except for towels wrapped around their waists. They’re talking about meeting “the girls” in the lobby to do something touristy. One disappears to the lockers to dress. The other unwraps his towel and stands naked at the sink next to me.

Sex with the Stars

I imagine Britney Spears giving me oral sex while Justin Timberlake gives her oral sex.

Joaquin Phoenix walks into my bedroom in boxers and nothing else. I am lying in bed asleep. He wakes me up with stolen erotic caresses, until before I have even totally awoken I am already shaking with orgasm. I wake up slowly in his arms, give him a kiss on the scar on his lip, then straddle him and we have very intense, sweaty sex until we both can’t move.

A lot of celebrities show up in my dream life. Recently I dreamed I was on a dock waiting for some friends to come pick me up in a boat. I realized at some point that Lisa Bonet and Lenny Kravitz were standing behind me. Somebody’s hand slipped into my bikini top and started playing with my breast. I really didn’t want to turn around to see who was doing this to me, because I realized I just didn’t care. I let whoever it was stroke me till I couldn’t take it anymore, then I finally turned around and saw it was Lisa (while Lenny was wanking away beside her). I pulled her into my lap, and started finger fucking her till she screamed through her climax. Then I bent over so that Lenny could do me, but I really wanted him to hurry so I wouldn’t get caught by my friends!

I fantasize about mild S/M with five women and one of them must be Cher.

Although (or perhaps because) I am a lesbian, I have really hot fantasies about dominating famous men I find attractive. I’ve always been caught up in rock ’n’ roll idolatry, and one of my favorite scenarios is to dress up in a slutty little groupie outfit—you know, spandex and heels—only packing a vibrating dildo underneath. I gain access backstage and meet my idol. I approach him from behind as he’s pouring champagne and press up against his ass, knowing he can feel my bulge. He turns and looks at me somewhat bewildered but before he can speak I push him down on the floor and place a stiletto to his chest and maneuver it expertly to pop the buttons on his shirt. I take off my shirt, revealing a cut-out leather bra, then slip off my skirt and expose my nice cock to him. “I named this dildo after you because it brings me such pleasure. Now I’m going to use it on you so you can experience the ecstasy of being fucked by your own prick.” His jaw drops, and I seize the moment to insert my cock into his mouth. Next I fuck him in the ass with my dildo, stopping periodically to sip champagne.

Here’s a good fantasy involving my favorite two characters from
Love and Rockets
comics. Hopey (the more dykey of the two) is between my legs using her mouth, fingers, and tongue on me, while Maggie holds my arms down above my head. Maggie talks to me about what Hopey’s doing with a soothing, sexy voice and occasionally Hopey gives Maggie some orders. One of the most important details in my fantasies is what everyone’s wearing. Bustiers, schoolgirl-type skirts, Doc Martens drive me wild.

Sex in Nature

My partner and I go on one of these upscale holidays somewhere where there is a remote, uninhabited island that features an optional extra excursion for a couple. They take you there by speedboat with a picnic basket and leave you on this gorgeous sand beach for the day. There are palm trees to shade you. No one says so but it’s obvious that you’re there so that you can make love as and when you want with no risk of disturbance. The fantasy has a real-life basis, for my husband and I have actually done something similar to this. But the fantasy version has some extra features. One version is that it’s all a clever con trick by a rich voyeur who is watching, and perhaps filming, from a well-disguised hideaway in the trees. Another is that you think you’re alone but there is another couple on the island who come and join you on the beach just as you’re getting into action. Or maybe the crew of the boat just come back after half an hour.

My girlfriend takes me out in the woods; slowly and teasingly removes my clothes; bends me over a boulder; teases me until I cry out for her to take me; then takes me vaginally with a dildo until I come several times; then takes me anally.

Double (or more) Penetration

I’m being fucked by three guys at once—one vaginally, one anally, and one orally. They all come in my various orifices and then switch positions until they’ve all sampled every one of my holes.

My current favorite fantasy (perhaps arising from my failed “double penetration” experience with a dildo) is a ménage à trois with my husband’s close friend, J. J is very tall and handsome, fun to hang with, and there’s been some hint that he was/is bisexual. In my fantasy, J comes to visit and we all somehow end up in bed. There’s the usual foreplay, and then my husband fucks me while J fucks him. In my fantasy, the look of pleasure on my husband’s face is one of cosmic bliss. I should mention here that my husband is terminally hetero and this will never happen. I think. They both make love to me, with J’s (impossibly huge) cock in my cunt and my husband’s (more easily accommodated) cock in my ass.

Me and three men. I’m straddling the first and he’s on his back and I’m fucking him. The second guy is behind me in my ass, the third guy is lying across the guy lying down, but in front of me, and he’s licking my pussy.

Gang Bangs

I’m dressed to the nines in stiletto heels, garter belt, stockings, clingy dress, plenty of cleavage. I go into a kind of rough dyke bar. Sitting at the bar, I feel eyes on me, and I know they belong to the pack of butches and FTMs in leather and denim I noticed when I came in. I sip my drink and feel my pussy get wet under their stares. I get up and go into the bathroom. I’m standing in front of the mirror, breathing deeply to collect myself, when they walk in behind me. They come in one after the other and line up facing the mirror. They watch me watch them, and all of them are strong, solid, hard. The first one approaches me, placing a hand on my throat and pressing a hard bulge into my ass. “You knew what you were asking for when you came in here dressed like that, didn’t you?” “Yes.” “You want it, don’t you?” “Oh, yes.” And suddenly, they are all there, and everything is happening: I am triple penetrated; I am spanked; my nipples are bitten; I am whipped; I am passed around, and combinations thereof until I come hard on my hand or my Hitachi.

I am hitchhiking and a van stops that has four guys in it. I can only see the driver (the others are behind a curtain behind the front seats). The guys are grooving on my big tits and when the driver picks me up, he’s friendly and nonthreatening. He offers me a drink but says I have to go into the back to get it out of the cooler. I move the curtain, head into the back, and am grabbed by the three guys. They gag me, rip off my clothes, and tie me down. The driver is the leader of the group and he turns down a deserted road and parks. He gets into the back and gets first chance at me. He plays with my tits, tit fucks me, plays with my pussy, then he starts to fuck me. The other guys then move in toward me, playing with my tits, wrapping my hands around their cocks, and all the while they are talking about me—you know, “What big tits this pussy has…. This hole is so tight…. This pussy loves to get fucked….” When I am about to come in real life, the guys start shooting off on me and rubbing it around. (In real life, I hate that!)

Group Sex

One of my current favorite fantasies is to dress up as a girl and with some girlfriends of mine attend a slumber party where we do each other’s makeup and such. That turns sexual and I pleasure all of them with my mouth and hands and penis and feet and they teach me how to be the best lover and we enjoy sharing sex toys and each other and develop a long-lasting bond.