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fantasize when I have sex with my boyfriend. All I need to hear is his heavy breathing and I get horny. My boyfriend loves to experiment with sex. Sometimes we fuck with him coming in from the back, sometimes sitting up; we even tried it in the shower once.
    He likes it when I use my mouth on him. Often, in public, I can't refrain from touching him up. Up until recently, I would never allow him to perform cunnilingus on me, but now I love to feel him sucking my clitoris and slipping his tongue in and out of me.
    When I'm by myself masturbating or daydreaming, my fantasies change all the time. My favorite fantasies include being fucked by a lion, a black man, or a cousin of mine. I've always dreamed about trying incest, but I have no brothers. The closest I can get is my cousin. He is ten years older than me. Recently, my grandfather died, and my cousin came up from Georgia for the funeral. We have always been attracted to one another, and during the middle of the night, he came down to where I was sleeping on the sofa. We smoked a jay, and he kissed me. Then we got into some petting. After a while, I told him to go away.
    Since then, how many times I've wished I hadn't! My chance will come again, but I know I won't let anything happen, because I am very faithful to my boyfriend, and I know he would never have an affair with another girl. But I love to use this story of what happened that night with my cousin as my fan-26

    tasy; I try all sorts of different endings to it, thinking about all the things that could have gone on between us.
    I have no guilt feelings about fantasizing. I love to hear my boyfriend tell me he's going to “fuck me” during intercourse. It really turns me on. Some of my fantasies I share with him.
    There is one we plan to carry out soon. I told him I wanted him to force himself upon me, to rape me when I said “No” to him.
    He wants me to fight him off while he tells me he's going to fuck me.
    We have not got into “the group thing.” It doesn't appeal to either of us. My boyfriend says he doesn't fantasize. Maybe someday he will. I have found that when I do fantasize during sex, it adds to both of our excitement.
    Thank you for letting me get this off my chest. I hope it is of some value to you in your studies. Good luck.

    One of the pleasures in reading novels or going to the movies is the feeling they give us of how other people live.
    They seem to enlarge the possibilities of our own lives. Sexual fantasy, too, will often serve the same function, but instead of reading about other people, by an act of emotional imagination, we put ourselves in their shoes and bodies, feel what they feel, experience their sexual joys as if they were our own. In Sarah's fantasies, which follow, I find the one about the male guardian the most interesting. It is evidently born out of childhood experiences – the emotions seem to be of such an early stage of development that even the sexual lines are blurred: Sarah tells us that she plays all roles, both male and female. This is not uncommon in fantasy. We all wonder how other people are sexually; in our erotic reveries, we can rehearse their emotions within ourselves. Another signal, I feel, that this fantasy is an imaginative recreation of very early scenes is that Sarah does not really put herself into any of the roles, not even that of “the girl.” It all speaks of a time when she was so young that she could not choose to act, but was acted upon. It is not, “I did this or that …” but “The girl is told to take a bath…” and so on.
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    Sarah
    My fantasies have some points in common with those in your book, which I loved, and others somewhat different. One of them is recalling some good times with my ex-husband. He would get me pretty excited with foreplay, and then he would put it in, he would make just two or three thrusts, and then he'd sort of back off with just the tip of it in and tease me – “Do you want it, baby? Then you'll have to