Author Topic: What got you into this fantasy?  (Read 91128 times)

clutterbuck52

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on: October 07, 2018, 09:05:22 PM
There are now close to 200 registered members of this forum, but it seems like it's hard to get a conversation or discussion going. I thought that it would be interesting to continue some threads from the previous forum, so Roamingcat's thread could be a good way to get something going.

Were you bullied while growing up? Raised by a single mother? Did all your friends call your mom a MILF? Was she overly friendly with your friends? Sexy incidents in your family or friend's families?

Or did you see or read something that got you here? If so, what, and what was the most important element of the story/comic/video?  What pushes all the right buttons for you?

For myself, there was nothing sexy in my real life. It was a random link in one of Reddit's incest forums which made me discover Cuckoldson's "Conflicted" and that was it. I was sold.



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Reply #1 on: October 07, 2018, 10:13:26 PM
I saw and heard my mom and dad fucking when i hit puberty and hearing live sex was amazing. My dad was working in a different city so i couldn't spy on them all the time. Then i started raiding my moms drawer when she was at work and her thongs were so fucking sexy. And after all i started fantasizing about my mom getting fucked by different people. I never got bullied so i was thinking about my friends fucking my mom. But at first i didn't know there was a fetish like this. When i found it i really got happy that there are people fantasizing about their moms getting fucked. So i kinda found it myself.



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Reply #2 on: October 07, 2018, 10:57:10 PM
Thongs are very ... inspiring, and mom's thongs doubly so. So your mom never got the benefits of a young bully lover? Well, anyway, she inspired you to come here :)



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Reply #3 on: October 07, 2018, 11:34:06 PM
This humiliation fantasy for me stems from very real life issues.

I basically grew up knowing that my mother was pretty much the most beautiful person In town. With her blonde hair and curves. She wasn't always so stunning as she had gained a bit of weight in the early days after having my siblings and I. But then she became a aerobics instructor and everything changed.

I was going through puberty and she had shaped her body to perfection over the years. She wasn't overweight anymore but she maintained her curves around her hips giving her a large Jennifer Lopez, Kim Kardashian, Nikki Minaj ass (it was around 2002, so I guess Jennifer Lopez was the best comparison to make at the time, lol). I would gawk as she would practice her aerobics moves in the loungeroom, her big bum would wiggle or envelope gloriously as she stretched her thick meaty legs in her black spandex leggings. I was only a kid but I was ashamed of my feelings. I knew looking at my mother like that was wrong. But my own mother was the best looking women in town and all the boys in school knew this.

Since I was 12-years-old I was hounded by boys my age and older, saying how much they thought my mom was attractive. Whenever I brought friends over, I would see them stare and blush like they were lost in a dream, seeing the love of their lives for the first time, their first crush on a older woman. I remember specifically when I was twelve and an eleven-year-old friend of mine named Travis said to me at the public pool "Can I be you're dad?". Travis said this assuming my father was an absent father because he never saw him around , when in fact I saw my father every weekend "Because I think I'm in love with your mom and I want to be with her." What was so crazy was he wasn't saying it mockingly or as a joke in any way, he was legit serious with true emotion in his eyes as he said it with respected sincerity. The rational part of me respectfully told him she wasn't interested and that my father was very much around. But the dark part at the back of my mind that craved that humiliating swaddling experience wanted it to happen deep down. To have my precious 'creation goddess' taken. To be replaced in the eyes of that 'creation goddess', in favor of another 'worthier' boy. The feeling of social danger and taboo was an exquisite turn on for my little developing mind.

As I grew up through high school my other friends said similar things, but more in a mocking playful way, despite me knowing that they were legit serious about the things they said. I remember constantly trying to shove them out the house during the weekends as they would gawk and stare at her doing her aerobics practice for her classes later on in evening. We were fourteen at this stage and I remember them tilting their heads with goofy grins as they stared at the ass sweat stain between the crack of her spandex clad large buttocks.

That same year, When we went to a holiday in the snow, my 13-year-old classmate Ryan would tackle her with his 15-year-old brother and grind against her backside when they forced her into the snow (She was laughing like it was a joke but I knew what they were up to, he admitted his intentions years later). These moments aroused my 14-year-old self on this holiday, and I would create situations to subtly humiliate myself. I would decline to accompany my mother so I could watch the beauty of my bratty classmate Ryan and his older brother disappear with her on the snowy horizon, as they ran to the nearby 'shack' where you could buy food and drinks. Watching the three of them disappear over the white horizon hand in hand, followed by a hug for warmth was a beautiful image...from afar

Also during the holiday I played on the ping-pong table with Ryan and his brother in the games room in the cabin our families were staying. After a few sessions of me kicking ass, my mother came in and asked to play. Instantly, my masochist side was resurfaced, I put on an act and said, "Ok, but we play twelve rounds of me versus the three of you, I can beat you all!" Sounding annoyingly arrogant on purpose, trying to set up my mother to humble me and bring me down a notch by teaming up with my friends against me. It worked. They teamed up to defeat me in ping-pong and it was glorious. Three against one was extremely hard and my body was tingling with excitement as my mom would cheer as I lost round after round after having a successful winning streak in the first half, it was actually difficult, and i wanted my defeat to look realistic as well. They eventually won, and they cheered and hugged, and playfully berated me for my open arrogance, "See, your not THAT good at it!" Mom giggled in winners glee with them.

To celebrate their victory, I went off outside through a side door attached to the games room and experienced the contrast of cold and warmth. I shivered from the outside as I watched the beautiful snow fall and shimmer between the illuminated electrical lights surrounding the resort. I look to my left within the open door I stood, and watched and felt the warmth of the heater through the sight of my mother sitting between the two boys she temporarily favored on the sofa, watching a movie with them in comfort without me; beautiful sights and contrasting sensations of crisp cold and heavy warmth was on either side of my body, just as my jealousy and pleasurable ecstasy met and intermingled at that very moment. Then I snapped out of it, as my mother called out between those boys, "Come inside, your going to catch a cold, your letting the heat out."

'Yeah, that's weird man!" 13-year-old Ryan said to me in general matter of fact confusion.

When i was 16-years-old a teammate named Chad pinched her nipples drunkenly when I was at a post sports grand finale house party, she admitted that a few days later to me and my dad. (we lost the grand finale btw)

There was a rumor she gave another friend of mine Andrew a hand-job during my 18th birthday in my younger brothers room (my brother wasn't home) .

When I was 19, a former bully named Jay came into my workplace and mocked me about having sex with her in the Pub bathrooms ("She begged for it up the arse LOL"), and it all matched up as I knew she went there with her friends that weekend. I later tried texting him about the details through a phone of a girl I knew (This girl, a friend of mine at the time,  complained that Jay was obsessed with licking her asshole while his friend Brent would watch and want sloppy seconds) After I texted him asking for the details, he called me, he was a at a party, he screamed at me "Shut the fuck up, that's between ME and YOUR MUM!"

That same year, my friends would get me drunk and stoned in my segregated bedroom outside my house, until I was too tired to move from my bed, half asleep, they would abandon me and spend time with my mother in the loungeroom (my younger brother wasn't home then either, as he was being a normal 14-15-year-old kid hanging out friends at night at that stage)

I spied on her instant messaging program (at the time it was MSN) and she had a contact called 'Milfhunters'.
 
She would later tell me while I was in my early 20's that she had sex with men that were my age or younger than me and some were just 18-years-old, while she was in between relationships transitioning from my dad to her current boyfriend (those years were very interesting).

She even recently told me last year that she hooked up with a 23-year-old British tourist at a concert when she was in between relationships back in 2014. My brother piped up and "Hey, I don't want to know aye!". I felt like screaming at my younger brother ("BUT I DO!").

I have so much real life inspiration to add to my fictional stories. Maybe one day ill write true stories about how I grew up with her, but it would involve my suspicion and not seeing anything. Just hearing about it, and physical innuendos.
« Last Edit: June 10, 2022, 11:50:15 PM by mathew elizabeth »



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Reply #4 on: October 08, 2018, 12:43:52 AM
Great post, Mathew Elisabeth. Humiliation, both the craving for it and the desire to cause it, is a very interesting psychological element in this fetish, and I think it warrants a thread of it's own.



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Reply #5 on: October 08, 2018, 11:21:31 PM
Thongs are very ... inspiring, and mom's thongs doubly so. So your mom never got the benefits of a young bully lover? Well, anyway, she inspired you to come here :)

Nope, unfortunetly she never got the benefits of a young bully lover but she's gangbanged by my friends in my fantasies. And she likes every second of it ;)



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Reply #6 on: October 09, 2018, 12:04:11 AM
I originally had a mom/son fetish and a cuckold fetish, so those two combined to form my mom/bully fetish.



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Reply #7 on: October 09, 2018, 12:38:53 AM
I originally had a mom/son fetish and a cuckold fetish, so those two combined to form my mom/bully fetish.

I guess that's pretty similar to how I found my own way here. But the mom/bully/cuckold son-triangle is so much more powerful emotionally.



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Reply #8 on: October 09, 2018, 10:14:09 PM
For me it's a bit different. My father died when I was young, so I was basically raised by a single mother. What makes it different is that my fetish basically grew out of frustration than anything else. My mom is from the beginning very conservative, and then after dad passed away, she didn't date anyone, ANYONE, seriously at all. Can you imagine how frustrating it is for a teenage boy not to be able to see the hottest woman in his life in any remotely sexual position ever? No accidental nudity, no peeking on her having sex, no nothing.

 I guess that's why most of my fantasies involve my mom being raped by strangers. Because I cannot even imagine my mom in consensual sex.



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Reply #9 on: October 10, 2018, 10:43:59 AM
I think I'm probably gonna be the outlier here but it has nothing to do with my own mom.

I had a good friend whose mom would always act flirty when his dad was not around. Age didin't really matter as she would flirt with guys our age 8th/9th grade and older. I had always heard stories about her from others and witnessed a few things myself that really grew this fantasy.

I've actually gotten with two of my friends mom's before and have seen a couple othesr in "interesting" situations. My friend group was pretty big growing up and got bigger as I entered highschool so I was fortunate enough to have at least 8 or so friends with attractive mothers.



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Reply #10 on: October 15, 2018, 04:28:24 AM
I found out the idea of being cuckolded turned me on after my first girlfriend cheated on me when i was a teenager. Granted, i was angry at the time and it took me a while to actually accept that i was into that sort of thing, but when i did it didn't take me long to start imagining my mom getting fucked by other guys. It definitely helps that i also love incest porn and that i've always found both my sister and mom very attractive.

Also, my mom has been single for years, so it's easy for me to imagine her being fucked by strangers. Unfortunately, even though she is pretty open about her relationships with me, she never brought anyone home to sleep with (as far as i know) when i still lived in the same house as her. At the moment all i can do is dream of one day, while visiting her, waking up in the middle of the night and hearing her moaning and having a very loud orgasm. I would probably cum instantly if that ever happened.



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Reply #11 on: October 20, 2018, 06:16:38 AM
For me, my mom was kindda strict and I had to stay away from girls. Porn was my only outlet and initially incest stories were it for me. After a few years the plain incest mom son stories did not get me hard and I was in search of other kinks until I found that thinking about my mom being abused and humiliated by my bullies in front of me was the ultimate turn on.

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Reply #12 on: October 21, 2018, 04:46:19 AM
I have no intent of incest with this fantasy. My mom had a huge ass and a cute face. I used to get my balls busted about it. Nothing more nothing less. I’m a hybrid of wanting to bang other moms but not ashamed when other people compliment mine.
« Last Edit: October 21, 2018, 04:49:24 AM by Carcosa1 »



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Reply #13 on: October 21, 2018, 11:23:24 AM
I have no intent of incest with this fantasy. My mom had a huge ass and a cute face. I used to get my balls busted about it. Nothing more nothing less. Iím a hybrid of wanting to bang other moms but not ashamed when other people compliment mine.

I have a friend who had to accept this reality eventually, his Mom was and still is super hot and everyone in our friend group was give him shit about it. He learned quick to just put up with it as that would cause everyone to eventually move on. He got his revenge though, the guy who gave him the most shit about his mom had an extremely host older sister who he ended up getting with. He had kept it a secret until the girl got in a fight with her brother and she ended up showing him a few pictures of my buddy fucking her and cumming on her face to him. Best part was how fast it spread and everyone went from talking about my buddies mom to talking about our other buddies sister.



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Reply #14 on: October 21, 2018, 11:31:14 AM
That was a great story. I accept it at this point. My moms a great lady with a pretty face and monster ass. I donít get mad about the chirps anymore. But I do pay attention to other moms on how theyíre looking.