Fantasising: Sick or not?
My last post has had one of the fewest responses ever…it took over a week to get a second comment (and what a great comment that was). I was speaking to Mr L during the week and I said to him:
“Hardly anyone has commented on my last blog about women’s fantasies, I wonder why”
and he said
“Either their fantasies are too sick or they are scared they will be found out”.
This raised several questions in my mind:
- What kinds of fantasies are too sick to be written down?
- Isn’t that the whole point of fantasising, to be as sick as you want?
- What are sick fantasies?
- Do your fantasies have to come true?
- Are your fantasies not as enjoyable once they become reality?
- Do you have any fantasties?
Your thoughts?
Nana Darkoa
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4:41 pm
Nana,
Thanks for the welcome.
Here’s what I think: African women are the most repressed sexuallly, basically because we are either seen as hypersexual (by non-Black men) and then for the most part, we are seen as ‘receptacles’ by our own men.
So, if we are with the non-blacks, we are usually in a position where we are fulfilling their fantasies and we may act in a way that has nothing to do with how we want to feel, what we want to experience sexually etc. We may just be fulfilling their fetish and act accordingly…
With most of our own men, it’s about him, his orgasm, his pleasure… (at least with ‘typical’ African men). My Tanzanian friend’s mom was telling us how her husband’s idea of foreplay while they are in bed is to tell her ‘turn around and face me’.
So, how on earth are we supposed to find a safe ground to just experience ourselves, to say this is who i am, this is what I want etc? You feel me? it’s like we’re already boxed in by both sides…. (I hope that makes sense)
About sick fantasies:
Well, as an African (eastern one) I think for me, anything that involves animals or multiple men or children (or faeces/pee etc) would be sick.
And I’m too jealous to allow another woman into the picture
My fantasies are pretty run of the mill. I love talking dirty and drove my ex insane with that. He was one of those nice African ‘holy joes’ who’d wanted to become a priest!