# Fantasies Fantasies... It's all a dream!

Category: Dating and Relationships

## Post 1 by Wraith (Prince of Chaos) on Tuesday, 05-Jul-2005 12:01:31

Love is one area where we all can enjoy ourselves and not feel bad about it. Whether in the more explicit and erotic ventures, or in just the little day-to-day things that show our significant other our affection for them. My question is: What's your perfect romantic fantasy? We all know that romance can keep a love strong, but how would you do it? What's your idea of a perfect fantasy get-away, outing, meeting, escape, etc?

## Post 2 by Nem (I just keep on posting!) on Tuesday, 05-Jul-2005 12:12:07

Um, I would tell ya, but some, might get all sorts of upset. grin! This topic isn't pg 13 ya know!

## Post 3 by Wraith (Prince of Chaos) on Tuesday, 05-Jul-2005 12:30:10

In reply to my post: Here's a brief summary of my "perfect romantic fantasy." My fantasy romantic get-away would be... The two of us get out into the middle of the woods, to a cottage built into a clearing in the said woods. It'd be during a night with light rain and wind blowing through the trees, cool and crisp.
We'd make supper over an open fireplace like in the elder days, with meat held on sticks over the flame, and the like with hot chocolate/tea. We'd set up the table with fresh-picked flowers from the clearing and tall candles in rose-coloured vases so the brilliant flame could dance over the bright glass. Dinner would start with a small shared goblet of wine, kissing over the top of the glass after each turn. The dinner would be eaten in pleasant silence, except for the wind and rain all about our cottage and the gentle crackling of the fireplace... Oh, yes, and we'd use chopsticks, which would have been fashioned by hand during the setup of the cottage (beforehand, of course).
We'd cross our legs underneath the table as we ate, just for the excuse to remain close to one another. I'd from time to time pick up a piece of seasoned meat or other delights off the plate with a chopstick and just brush her lips with it. Bending forward, I'd hold the chopstick with the meat between us and lick the juices off her lips, then we'd both eat half of the piece of meat, with our lips in contact until we'd both bitten off the meat, whereupon we'd separate to chew, of course.
Once we finished dinner (and all of its inherent games), we'd go outside for a stroll in the rain. Breathing the freshness of nature -- the soft scent of rain on the air, wet flowers, berries off bushes, leaves... We'd pick some wild fruits or other natural edibles and feed it to one another for dessert.
Sitting down against the trunk of tree, we'd wrap each other in the others arms, body pressed tight to keep warm, lips touching cheeks, lips, ears, eyes... exploring aught of one another's exposed regions.
Eventually we'd get back to the cabin. Shivering and cold, we'd lie down next to the fireplace on a mattress of pine boughs and grasses. Entangled in one another's arms and legs, we'd lie next to the fire, absorbing the sounds and smells of the cottage, the fresh burning flames, and the woods all around us. We'd lay there, just whispering to one another, occasionally kissing, sometimes caressing, maybe exploring... In short, we'd just enjoy one another. It wouldn't have to lead to sex, it'd just be a nice bonding of flesh, spirit and soul....

## Post 4 by Grace (I've now got the ggold prolific poster award! wahoo! well done to me!) on Tuesday, 05-Jul-2005 15:27:45

A getting up early enough, going far enough away and staying long enough for love to be rekindled. In the “getting up early enough,” would equate to saying, in early morning hours, way before the dawn of a day a new, still in deepest of night the hours in passing. Somehow leaving busy a City in deep of night when the streets are clear of traffic knowing that quieter and quieter yet will the journey be that leads us on. “Going far enough away.” Would be that journey of travel taking my love and I away from the City and traveling rather into deep Country, where roads are gravel and the neighbors few and far between. After hours of quiet driving, eventually in a community perhaps a hundred miles away would find us with first dawn of the sun peeking pinks and oranges it’s gentle rays and knowing yet miles and hours to travel till destination reached. Driver and passenger, so in tune with each other that even in the silence thots of one the other known. Sitting close, holding hands the long distant journey. Thots continuing rekindling of moments of past travels and time to time making mention of do you remember….? Yes, and remember…. ? And that time… Finally arriving in the Community of destination as morning is seeming just lazily awakening where a country grocery store finds us making purchase of picnicking deli items for a lunch a bit later on. A few more miles to go and these all the familiar roads of home. Oh! up there, take the turn off, I need to fill the containers with water fresh from the flowing well. The well made of stone and mortar all in a circular fashion, deep like a cup 2-3 feet deep, with a spout in the middle filling the cup to overflowing with a spigot attached to pipes leading off the main spout to where a tap can be turned with containers placed underneath and in moments time the containers filled with cold the water from deep the well that comes from deepest earth below. Then just a few miles more… ah and Yes in answer to the question, “are we there yet?” Ah, Yes! We are there. Neighbors have taken the time in days previous to with tractor mow the long and winding driveway that leads to… home-sweet get-away-home. Birds with wide wings spanning soar through the air freshened with scents of new mown hay. It’s so peaceful and in the distant the steers of the neighbors can be heard mooing their welcome. A realization sweeps over that the time is short and so with arms engulfing one the other the private warm embracing begins. Stomachs start to growl and taking thot of the Country roadside stand a short couple mile drive away for purchase of homemade cherry pie… Back home in a moments few the deli meal unfurled and so tantalizing the tart cherry pie, made with the freshest of fruit straight from the orchards. The few dishes used, washed with water from the well and air dried. It’s a lover’s get away and soon to the call of seemingly unending water, Lake Michigan calls, come hither. It’s just the briefest of drives, less than a 3-mile journey to Pier Port though the piers long many years no more, only a couple of wooden logs of it’s frame still standing. Seagulls are taking flight and Ah sweet the day that is wearing on. Then it is a coastal drive making stops at all the familiar stops for it is a day of remembering when time was once not so rushed and days upon days could be spent by the waters great.. and now compressing all those days into one afternoon of love sharing, just being with that other is all that is needed. Later afternoon hours finds us attempting to find the Trail unseen. It’s there, only hiding beneath the growth of Forest of Old. A sigh can be heard and a gentle moan. Why only one day… why only a day… just a day… and now only a few hours left till journey that will take us back into the City. Each trip a few more trees spotted that would make landmarks of a sort for the Trail Unseen that is to be a Trail…. It’s there, it is REALLY there, the Trail… but duty and commitment ever lingers in the uppermost thots and so it is with evening coming on and thots of, if we leave now we should reach our home of the City before midnight, comes then the closing up the Country home – a Homestead taken out in the mid 1800’s, the style Country Victorian where running water is just that, water you run after to the flowing wells of the area. Bathroom, well, that’s in a little house out back. Modernization…??? What’s that? Well, I did hear that the neighbor way down the opposite country road finally got electricity back in the early 1970’s ….. so it is that every once in the greatest of whiles this my fantasy comes into realization when travel to a quiet place far out into deepest Country, deepest Wilderness. Life Flows on. Connie

## Post 5 by elmira (Veteran Zoner) on Tuesday, 05-Jul-2005 17:10:01

Connie, that was beautiful!

## Post 6 by Grace (I've now got the ggold prolific poster award! wahoo! well done to me!) on Tuesday, 05-Jul-2005 17:37:07

elmira, I am pleased this writing brought to you beauty. Blessings, Connie

## Post 7 by Don'tBlaisMeBro (Folle et simple est la brebis qui au loup se confesse.) on Tuesday, 05-Jul-2005 17:52:48

Just being with them. Being able to sit there, feeling the person next to you, to hear them breathe. To off-handedly pick up there hand, and just hold it. It may sound to simple, but that's all I really want, for now. More physical contact, well, I wouldn't mind, but if I could only have the above things mentioned, I'd take them.

## Post 8 by charisma (Here today, gone tomorrow.) on Tuesday, 05-Jul-2005 21:30:08

Hmm, let's see. As Cort said, just being with them, holding them holding their hand, knowing I"m loved, them knowing I feel the same way, and love with them with as much passion.
Walking on the beach, or just sitting there, talking, or just listening to the waves crash against the shore.
Sitting at an outside cafe, drinking coffee, enjoying each other's company.
Riding beside each other in a horse drawn carriage.
Singing a song in harmony with him, or writing a song together, and singing it together.
Laying in bed at night, or sitting during the day, holding each other,, and listening to a book with each other.
Again, these things may sound simple, old fassioned, maybe some would find it boring, but those are some of the things I think about, when I think about being with him.
Sure, I think about other things, more personal things, but I also think about the "simple" things, and they are just as important and essential to mme, and our relationship.

## Post 9 by Ukulele<3 (Try me... You know you want to.) on Wednesday, 06-Jul-2005 8:09:02

I too love the "simple things!!!" Love means a great deal to me, when he shows it, and when I show it. I've already had my fantasy come true but I'll tell you all the same with hopes that it will someday happen again!!! We went out for a walk, just the two of us, and sat down in an unpopulated area, with trees around and the distant sound of traffic in our ears. This was our secret place, where we could go hide away from the stresses of the world. Whenever one of us was sad, we would know exactly where the sadness would bring our feet; to our secret place where all our dreams lay!!! The fresh smell of grass, tainted with the soft smell of flowers filled the air and everything just seemed so peaceful, just like what I had dreamed of!!! The taste of happiness was all around, and our smiles out shown the brightest diamonds. We walked toward a tree and sat down under it, holding hands all the way. We sat down and started talking; talking about anything and everything. He declared his love for me, and so did I. We made promises under the dimming sunlight about how the two of us would always live and die together. If he died first, he'd come back and bring me with him, if I died first, I would do the same. Our life would be full of hardships we knew, but we swore to face it all together. Just thinking about it now, brings tears to my eyes!!! It was exactly, if not more than what I had dreamed of when I thought about love. He then picked a flower for me and wove it in to my hair. His gentle lips brushed my lips, his tongue entwined with mine. Our love was so strong, but all too soon, we had to part. I will forever cherish that moment in time, when all I wanted was all I had!!! We had to go our separate ways, but we knew we’d come back; come back to our secret place where all our dreams lay!!!
I need not tell you that what I experienced that lovely evening was way better than anything I could have dreamed of!!! I only hope that you all will be so lucky!!!
*sexy*

## Post 10 by wildebrew (We promised the world we'd tame it, what were we hoping for?) on Wednesday, 06-Jul-2005 9:53:06

Hehe, so cheesy yet very cute *smiles* sg, that was a very touching account of love. I kind of agree with you though. In my mind romance can't be planned and the surroundings just don't matter, the most romantic and happy moments of your life happen when you least expect them. When you plan some ellaborate romantic outing more often than not it turns out disappointing, if either of the people are not in the right mood for it, have something else on their minds or something comes up that you didn't plan for. And when you artificially stimulate the romance like that sometimes it just doesn't feel right, it feels almost fake. I have some really amazingly beautiful memories that I still dont want to tell the world about, they're too private, too delicate and too personal for me to go talk about them to the world. I think song writing translates those moments and feelings so much better than words, at least for me since I'm not good with them.
So, very inspiring topic &LT;grin&GT;
cheers
-B

## Post 11 by Grace (I've now got the ggold prolific poster award! wahoo! well done to me!) on Thursday, 07-Jul-2005 15:02:12

Wildebrew, Yes I will admit that those times of loving passionately that happen as it were when least expected are truly a joy, to say the least. There is a point in time when in the writing I shared *by the way, it's a True told Fantasy story* when time and circumstances between those loving requires some planned times of togethernes what with persons having varied schedules. Especially given that the location is at least in this case 4 hours drive away... You mention "fake" and I can understand. It is just when you care about another you seek for what it is that they enjoy and make the attempt to provide for the other's needs desires and wants. Depending on how deep the physical loving experience will also determine if measures surrounding "birth control" needs to ba accounted for. Yes, being spontanous is great...only thing if not giving thot...come 9 months... need I say more?? So Yes, the unexpected I treasure and the planned for I realize has those moments unexpected as well that may go otherwise than hoped but still it is having those very special togetherness times that if it were not for the planning would not come to be. I'll take both, please. *smile* Life Flows on. Connie

## Post 12 by Eponine (If you find a rare Gem, hold it tightly!) on Saturday, 09-Jul-2005 7:31:13

Interesting topic, since I've been in the fantacy relm lately. LOL. Well, my fantacy may seem cheesy, but here goes, I would start out by cooking the man I desire a really nice meal, and we's sit real close talking and laughing about little things, talking about deep things. Once the meal was over, I would reach out and take his hand, and tell him that he is the most amazing man I have ever known, and I am the luckiest woman in the world to have even a moment in his lovely presence. I would tell him that only in dreams have I imagined being with him even for one splended moment. Then I would put some slow music on, and again take his hand, and softly ask him if I could have the pleasure of having this dance. I would take him in my arms, dancing with him close, feeling his breath on my face, and listening to him breathe. I would memorize every detail of how it feels to be in his arms in that moment. Then I would look up at him touching his face softly, then gently kissing his lips I would tell him, he was truly the king of my heart. I would then kiss him again, but this time more passionately holding him close against me, forgetting the world around me, just memorizing every sweet detail of his lips on mine, his arms around me, the way his body feels against mine, Caressing him, and kissing him, wispering all of the things I long to say to him, until I would loose myself in him.

## Post 13 by Ukulele<3 (Try me... You know you want to.) on Sunday, 10-Jul-2005 1:08:35

That sounds really nice!!! But I'd rather have my guy do all those things for me rather than me doing it to him!!! heheheheeheh!!!
*sexy*

## Post 14 by Eponine (If you find a rare Gem, hold it tightly!) on Sunday, 10-Jul-2005 12:21:37

ehehe, I guess I just like to give.

## Post 15 by Inesle1987 (Account disabled) on Sunday, 10-Jul-2005 12:30:52

Hm ... yeah, just to be with him, in his arms ... that's all that really matters.
Connie, that writing of yours is beautiful indeed.

## Post 16 by Siriusly Severus (The ESTJ 1w9 3w4 6w7 The Taskmaste) on Thursday, 18-Jun-2009 16:06:46

(private) Staying in a nice cozy mansion on either me or or the gentlemans property. Lovely.

## Post 17 by metal angel (Help me, I'm stuck to my chair!) on Thursday, 18-Jun-2009 18:47:27

Hmm. All of you have ahd awesome posts! I agree with all of you.