Fantasy

I’m trying to give myself permission to fantasize about off-limits women. It’s HARD!

I want to consciously allow myself to fantasize about sex, scenarios, and people—regardless of possibility or appropriateness—while reminding myself that imagination does not require action.

After a year of physical, familial, and domestic disruption, I’m reflecting on my relationship to sexuality, fantasy, aging, AI, and gender in search of renewed creative flow.

I’ve entereda new developmental phase: fantasizing about scenarios that can’t, shouldn’t, or won’t happen.

I want/need a sub/slave/assistant to help manage the increasing volume of my work and writing. And, my cock.

Another woman guides my hands. I’m safe, and relieved from decision-making.

Maxie has a dark fantasy.

Exploring a newfound pegging fantasy just a bit.

I’m shocked – SHOCKED – to discover that I find the idea of fucking a woman while being pegged super hot – and even MORE super-interesting.

In which I use ChatGPT to help me think about my strip club fantasy with Serena.