Fantasy Island (please comment/ share thoughts)

Figured I�d write a little blurb or two of my erotic thoughts or fantasies if you will. Please feel free to comment or share yours here, or if you�re not comfortable in doing so, by all means feel free to PM me or write your own and point me there. I eat this stuff up� lol, but seriously, below I share my erotic thought/fantasy first, then the real life situation of mine that created it in the paragraph following it. The videos were added to get your erotic juices flowing.

Mostly it all started quite a few years back when a woman I was dating suggested we rent a video called Red Shoe Diaries(Duchovny/King). If you never heard of it, it is a collection of short stories, mostly erotic in nature. Back in its day, probably the stories were as close to an x-rating in thought as R movies could be.


Let me stop here before I really get sidetracked and go on�

My biggest fantasy has to be when I fantasize about a woman police officer putting me in the back of a cruiser, you know, closed windows, no door handles and metal divider that keeps parties separate and she drives me into the woods, at which point she leaves me trapped in the back of the vehicle and gets out to meet her female friend (male would probably work too) who she had called ahead of time to meet up with. The two of them, knowing full well I�m helpless to escape, proceed to undress each other and make love to one another as I�m trapped in a caged state only able to thirst to be able to join in on the fun. In my fantasy, I�m not cuffed so fortunately, I�m able to at minimum self-satisfy myself.



This fantasy began to take shape when in real life I had locked my belongings in my vehicle and dropped my keys between some rocks at a local beachfront, and wasn�t able to retrieve them. I had a spare set at my house, but needed to break in to get them so I called the police for a ride back to my house. Much to my pleasant surprise when the officer arrived, she was quite female. As luck would have it, when she was driving me back to my house (yes, in the back of the cruiser) she received a call over the radio about a disturbance at a local bar. When we got there, we were the first squad car to arrive and I watched from the cruiser as she proceeded to wrestle a gentleman much bigger than herself to the ground and cuff his hands behind his back in what I would estimate to be in the matter of maybe three seconds. Yes, this part, true paragraph and that�s when I fell in lust with policewoman erotic thinking.




Another fantasy of mine is to online chat or email back and forth with a woman, potentially someone I�ve never physically met and we plan on ending up on a cruise together but apart, seemingly by chance, for some illicit flirting and hopefully in due time, preferably some wild and passionate lovemaking. Of course all of this would be preplanned, and if there are unsuspecting significant others they would not be privy to our dirty deeds initially. Don�t forget, this is pure fantasy, so please don�t chastise me. Whether they eventually get to join in on the fun, or ever become aware would be from natural progression of how things transpire.



This whole fantasy began to take shape when I went on a cruise with my now ex-wife. We were on one of those cruises that offered open dinner seating times, and the ma�tre d' happen to sit myself and my *****santly jealous and monopolizing wife (you have no idea) at the time, with a young maiden who had the misfortune to be alone on the cruise. Apparently her boyfriend had been unable to join up with her. Without going into details, I will tell you my ex-wife had insecurity issues and was co-dependent. She started off seemingly cordial, but as time progressed she had daggers shooting at this poor unfortunate maiden and some I think even directed towards me for not being what I would call rude to her as she was. By the time the dinner was over, my ex-wife would not even look at, or respond to any of her idle chit-chat. I felt as if the poor girl was just attempting small talk, but my ex-wife apparently may have felt as if the girl was attempting to move in on her man. Yes, I would have been flattered, but I had no such thoughts myself. Afterwards, my ex-wife spoke with the ma�tre d' and lambasted him for seating her with us, and requested he refrain from such action for the rest of the cruise. Yes again, true, and that�s when I fell in lust with erotic behavior and thinking which eventually led to the cruise fantasy written above.



Yet another, not so much fantasy but I hope you will find erotic, true story of mine. I mentioned in my profile how I had belonged to another website, eroticy.com, now defunct. Similar to this site, but different in that it was a pay-site and you were subject to both fantasy and real individuals. So now I�m divorced, single again and seemingly out of control. One of the women I had eventually connected with while a member there, happen to share some interest with me as she was a hiker. She was young and very attractive and I�m pretty sure she wasn�t a fabrication of the website as she emailed and chatted with me outside the website, on my yahoo email account. She lived in Colorado and was a seemingly normal soul who was a bit of a tease, and one day commented to me how she could beat me in a race to the top of one of the Colorado mountain ranges. Challenge on, and erotic thoughts in motion, sure I�ll accept your challenge and if I beat you, then your bod is mine. The last part being the only fantasy in the story, as I did keep the thought to myself, but hoped it was understood.


I sure didn�t want this young woman showing me up, and I was certainly of the mindset she would be impressed if I could at minimum, hold my own with her. So living in a relatively small and not very mountainous state, I began to train in the nearby great State of New Hampshire with its comparable White Mountain range trails. In the meantime, I booked a flight and hotel room, a few months down the road, near to where she lived in Colorado. Hoping to set her up for a failing to my erotic thoughts, I let her continue to taunt me, and let her know I was previously at one time running in the neighborhood of 12 miles a day, so I had a good set of lungs and was not intimidated by her youth. Her being a young woman of the 21st century, she only continued her bantering on me, maybe even to a greater extent because I continued the charade and didn�t succumb to her beliefs. As an aside thought, I engaged in some additional erotic behavior while I trained. I left a torn half of a dollar bill buried in a specific location on the New Hampshire mountain trail, and disclosed the location in a �Where�s George� bill tracking site, as well as in another story or blog within the eroticy.com website. I also put my phone number discretely buried within one of my other stories as more fuel for my eroticism.


I digress, so back to the story at hand, and what ended up as the final letdown. About a week or two before my mini planned surprise vacation to Colorado, I let her know I was coming to accept her challenge. Now she had previously mentioned to me that she was planning a vacation on her own as well, and as my luck would have it, it coincided at the same time I would be in Colorado. Big let- down, but I wasn�t going to let as such stop me. While there, I climbed to the top of one of the mountain tops she had mentioned and left her a personal note in a log book that resides on top of the mountain as well as a few messages while hiking up the mountain. I then took a picture of what I wrote and shared it with her afterwards. I never did meet up with her, but the �you can have me if you can beat me fantasy� has surfaced in many of my erotic thoughts since then. A bet is a bet, the more erotic the stakes, the better.

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Comments and or thoughts welcomed... ?!

She lost, or did she really?



Poor bloke, lost the bet, but what a way to lose...




Hey ...

Want to bet?



2 on 1, fair fight?