Weirdest fantasies uncovered! I'll go first....................

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Evening all!

So i've got this fantasy which i'm actually quite embarassed about. Don't worry, it's not sick or anything

Ok, so my neighbour is an absolute, utter twat and that's putting it lightly. He's argumentative, rude, always seems to be on the brink of a fight with one neighbour or another so you can understand why I describe him as a twat. Unfortunately though, he's hot!

Even though we've had a couple of run ins over parking etc everytime I see him I want him to.................well ravish me!! I almost want him to 'order' me over to his house and just give me a good seeing to.

I completely hate him, so why on earth do I want to shag him?..... He lives opposite me and the other day I came out the shower and found him looking through his kitchen window directly into my bedroom, where I was just wearing a towel. My first reaction was to do the classic, bounce back behind the curtain, but then I pretended I hadn't seen him and got my sexiest underwear out and on(SHAMLESS!!!), knowing that he could see me was a huuuuuuge turn on cos he knows I hate him and I think he knows I want him and i'm 100% sure he wants me. NOT because i'm big headed, but because he always gives me this look. The kinda look that you just know when someone fancies you

Is there something wrong with me?....

Anyway, your turn. Somebody beat that please. Make me feel less twisted

Oh, i thought this was going to be a weird fantasy thread - but thats not a fantasy, you live opposite a voyueristic perv and you want him to order you into his bedroom and ravish you?? Really??

Interesting.
My fantasy is about getting the house to myself,knocking back a bottle of nice wine and falling asleep

Some level of sexual tension?

Feckbox

feckbox, here here!!!

There's a guy who has his own webpage (Ulli's Site IIRC). It is completely dedicated to stories he has written about how he lures Roy Orbison into his house to look at his pet turtle, then wraps him in cling film. Different strokes eh...

A good nights sleep and the capacity to read a page of a book without interruptions is my current fantasy!

peerie, that is actually my number 2 fantasy

Come on people!! Let's hear it! Don't be shy

Doggie - you live opposite a voyueristic perv and you want him to order you into his bedroom and ravish you?? Really??

But Op is displaying the traits of a flasher so they may be well suited.... :-)

Never thought of myself as a flasher, but ok!

hold on - is the neighbour a real person ? or is the fantasy about a made up neighbour ?

I used to fantasise about having a really good row with gordon ramsey

Seriously?! "OI!! OI!! What the fuck are you doing?!! Come oooooooon!!" Does that do it for you?

peerie i thought i was the only (lonely) one who'd happened across Ulli's Roy Orbison clingfilm fantasy....

don't ask how i found it.

I'd quite like to have sex with Flynn Ryder from Tangled No?....................not that kind of thread?....

I am now in pain from laughing at the Roy Orbison cling film thing. Two (four?) words I have never googled independently, never mind together before.

recall would you mind terribly getting out of my Gordon Ramsey fantasy which involves me re-educating him about how lovely vegetarians are to nibble?

Cassette, he really is!! I remember having a go at so many men when Lara Croft came out. "How can you fancy an animation?!" Which would inevitably lead on to "Jessica Rabbit isn't real either you know! Nor is the little mermain, PLUS, she's half fish" But the more I see Tangled(5 year old DD 'makes' me watch it) the more attractive I find him. Definitely my weirdest crush and one which I will only admit anon, somewhere like this

Well if we are dealing in characters....Buzz Lightyear and Chewbacca. But not at the same time....

I want to brush Chewbacca all over, not have him ravishing me.

The big fantasy would be to have a house full of perverts cleaning my skirting boards and floors with cotton wool buds while I sat reading Grazia with a big bowl of minstrels, occasionally shouting "clean harder you filthy boys!" in my besets matronly voice. They would pay me £25 an hour for this vital service.

www.ypd-books.com/humour/92-novel-of-roy-orbison-in-cling-film-YPD00052.html

I always get a strange crush on Andrew Murray around Wimbledon time. I don't know why - I can see objectively that he's not really attractive. But still, there's something about him... that whiff of arrogance makes me go a bit funny.

yes, sometimes tension can really spice things up...