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My latest fantasy - want to help me with this one? janey.....
Posted:Dec 28, 2012 6:36 am
Last Updated:Sep 13, 2020 11:18 am

The ingredients needed to make my fantasy come true are as follows:

* my best hunk of a husband
* a dark nite
* several handsome security officers
* the center line of an empty football field

To begin:
Under the cover of darkness, we sneak into the football field being careful not to alert the security staff, because, their job is to keep people from sneaking onto the field at nite.

I'm wearing only a black raincoat, and climb over or go under any gates and walls as needed,

Finally, I run blindly onto the dark field while shedding the raincoat. My husband tackles me on the center line, rolling me over so that I am spread eagle under the stars -- directly in the center of the field. I'm trying to be sure not to giggle or otherwise call attention to myself.

My husband gets me hot and when I'm ready … but wait, here they come. I’ve alerted the security officers and its too late to get away. In this case, I stay where I am and wait, like a startled animal.

They will shine their flashlights until they get the whole picture. Then they will say: We’re taking you in!

And my husband will say: “Come here officer, may I have a word with you over here.?” They will disappear deep into the darkness to discuss the situation. Meanwhile, I am held in place by the wolf-like stares of the remaining officers. They regard me without consideration for my position on the ground, spread eagle on the center line. I wait.

The men, and the moonlight seem to put me in the spotlight It will seem surreal and wonderful. At this point, I begin to feel moist. When the two men return, they have an agreement. “Here’s the deal,” my husband says.

They will let us go on one condition. They will take close up pictures of you spread eagle. Close ups that they can and will use however they please.”

I agree wholeheartedly, and the men get to work. They position themselves around and take strategic photos … close-ups at various angles until they have captured everything that they need.

Some time later I will return to the security office and see the prints. I'm thrilled to see myself in various photos, because there is no face shot, so no one recognizes them as being me. Some are hidden in desks and others displayed on the wall.

No one notices as I smile and walk out of the room.
(anyone interested in helping me fulfill this fantasy?)
Profile Disclaimers? Worthless?
Posted:May 20, 2011 3:52 pm
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2021 8:50 am
8918 Views've seen the legal disclaimers on profiles...usually they start out with; "WARNING"

...then go on to say, Any institutions using this site or any of its associated sites for studies or projects - You do NOT have our permission to use any of our profile or pictures in any form or forum both current and future. If you have or do, it will be considered a serious violation of our privacy and will be subject to legal ramifications."

Does anyone really believe that statement will keep someone from stealing your pics or your profile info?

In a word, it won't! To mean anything, you have to be willing to take whoever did the crime to court in a civil lawsuit for it to have any teeth....and how many on this site are willing to throw discretion to the wind and file a PUBLIC lawsuit demanding compensation from someone for stealing their naked pictures off a swingers site? Can you see the newspaper story on that one? You would have the whole courthouse in that courtroom hanging on every word!!

I'm betting there's not one of you willing to do, why put the disclaimer there?

We couldn't come up with any reason at all, so we didn't. Your thoughts?
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The Treadmill....
Posted:Jun 17, 2009 7:10 pm
Last Updated:Sep 5, 2009 9:22 am

The temperature in the large cardio room chilled her when she entered. She used her arms to hide the protruding nipples, or at least to squash them down....just until they warmed and flattened on their own.

The machines made a low murmur as they worked in unison. The sound was filled with the raw energy from the bodies pushing the machines.

She loved the subdued lighting of the room, nearly dark, because it provided a cover of anonymity and privacy.

The body warmed up the goose bumps and nipples quieted down. She was on her way, lost in thought, heading into the best part of the workout. She picked up speed. If she had given any conscious thought to it, she would have tired out much sooner, but captured by her mind and body, she kept going: oblivious.... and loving it.

She leaned forward, then back, butt high in the air, then stretching boobs far out front. She raised her arms high, then stretched, her breasts pushed out to their fullest. Her inflated lungs unveiled ribs along the inside of her skin tight top.

She worked the machine, becoming one with the seat. She was very conscious of the feel of the seat under her, massaging her, encouraging her. Her butt leaned this way and then the other. She imagined being in control of a wild beast, straddling it. Her arms holding the reins, butt perched on the animal's powerful back. Her black tights stretched over muscular legs that straddled whatever wild beast she imagined at the time. She charged through the forest, pursued by hunters in search of female prey.... beautiful female prey. Off came her top which she swirled above her head. "Let them try to catch me!" she thought, her eyes wild. She let go of the garment sending it flying through the forest. Perhaps it landed in the face of the hunter, the scent wild and sweet, driving him crazy with lust.

She "comes to" with a shock when the machine slows down. "What the...." she wonders. Her mind still keeping just out of reach of the pursuing huntsmen.

But the timer on the machine indicated that 30 minutes had elapsed. "Thirty minutes on the machine already!" She remembered nothing of being in the room with the low hum of the machines and the other people around her. Coming to her senses, she looked up and glanced around the room. To her surprise, all eyes, were on her. Men watching from their perches on the treadmills and even women, eyed her.

What??? She wondered.

One young lady stared at her open-eyed and trance like. The woman seemed focused far away, on a distant forest, or deserted island or maybe Brazil.


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