Big-haired Bitch/Personality Hire
I had lunch with a friend today, and she told me she and her fiancé were doing some post-sex pillow talk. One thing led to another, and the fiancé mentioned how he's always had this fantasy of the two of them doing the horizontal hokey-pokey while really ripped men dressed as angels jerked off all over them.
My friend explained that her fiancé grew up with strict religious parents, so that angelic piece adds a twist of sacrilege, making it an ultimate for him.
That got me wondering. So how many of your fantasies have a religious element versus a societal element?
I know these things intersect because society and sexuality are still deeply impacted by religion. But still, how many of you can say that your most convoluted (to you) sexual fantasies stem from religious suppression?
"What is the quality of your intent?" - Thurgood Marshall
I've never had any theological upbringing at all, so that religious repression shit was never a part of me growing up. I don't really have sexual fantasies involving religion, but I've had sex in a church basement during wedding preparations for a friend, and when we were out in Utah on vacation, I stripped naked in the car and David drove me through southern Utah with truckers honking at us when we passed them. I just wanted to defy all those repressed Mormons.
A variation on the Weeping Angels theme from Dr Who?
I had a religious upbringing but a very liberal one so I don't really pack a lot of sexual hangups, at least related to religion. My story "The Pastor's Secret" kinds of get into that territory, I guess, since it has a conservative pastor, who is mourning a lost love, hiring an escort for sexual relief (which ends up having a positive impact on both their lives). It's all very hush-hush since he knows his congregation would not approve.
"insensitive prick!" – Danielle Algo
Nope. Religion is more a downer than an upper for me.
=== Not ALL LIVES MATTER until BLACK LIVES MATTER ===
It's not my religion but I would love to mess with a Catholic boy - give him the heebie-jeebies - in a nun's outfit, whilst masturbating with a crucifix.
The first girl I ever took on a date was my pastor's oldest daughter. He had three, all of them very beautiful girls as they matured, and the eldest was a knockout. It never led to sex (not for lack of desire on my part in my teen years) and we remained friends for years. Not sure if a pastor's daughter counts as a religious sex fantasy, but I guess she was mine back then! Her dad was the one that ultimately presided at our wedding when I married my wife some years later.
Ambitious little fellas indeed
