Fantasies: Ghosts Without Gender
I fantasize about people without gender, or people who have somehow overcome gender. And I'm not going to separate this out because all my fantasies have been lifestyle fantasies. The people in them are always older and significantly more knowledgeable and experienced than me.
The first things I can remember as fantasies were derived from nursery rhymes, my favorite, which I'm sure is incredibly clichéd was "There was an old woman who lived in a shoe...." I found it incredibly pornographic. I would lie in bed at night and think about being led around and spanked....I've never even written this before....
The first sexual fantasy I can remember having was that it was my wedding night and I was lying in bed-- the groom was somewhere, I rarely thought about him-- and his beautiful sister would come in to tell me goodnight or something. She would notice how nervous I looked and ask me what was wrong, and I would explain to her how afraid I was because I didn't know what to do or how this was supposed to work....in these fantasies I was always a virgin. I would be all upset and almost crying and she would sit next to me on the bed and give me a hug to comfort me and start talking to me and kissing me, we'd end up having sex though I was so little I wasn't at all sure how that worked [sometimes I'm still not so sure]. Often these would end with me being tied to the bed somehow.
When I was nine I had an imaginary sexual friend, a tall Victorian French woman (a lot of this probably was influenced by my ghosts) that went to boring places with me, adding to everything an incredible vibrancy by the strange dynamics between us. I had never read any porn or heard of protocol or anything like it but now thinking about it I realize my imagined behavior with her closely echoed that kind of thing. She would bathe me and spank me and touch me, dress me up like a girl from a picture book, subtly showing me off to her imaginary Victorian friends ( I had a really wild imagination) but interestingly enough I don't think I ever actually thought about having sex with her. I stopped imagining her when I was about 12.


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