😂😂😂😂okay lets get back on track...cuddle fantasies 🤔
Hhhmmmm... the perfect partner would know acupuncture with their fingers that would release all my negative energy so much so I would cry freely purging my soul. Then apply reiki to heal. Instinctively, know how much pressure to apply so that it’s deep enough to actually move not just my skin but all of my flesh, of that part of body slowly, and without pain in a massage. Followed by fingers lightly trailing over my skin for featherlight caresses. Close enough to share one breath because we are so intertwined. Love it when the face touches my cheek, neck, in my shoulder, side of my belly as they embrace me low and on their side but never kissing. Lips touch my body but never kiss. Because my partner understands the boundaries they move freely and without hesitation in touching me and repositioning. Embolden enough to reposition me to their liking.
Heck this is my fantasy... strong gust of wind blows into the room that is never ending. Constantly caressing us. 😂 not the AC.
@rob241 I keep going back to the polar bear pic👍🏽
Mine would be to be the only guy at a slumber party just talking, sharing emotional and physical support. (I say this because I never knew my mom and sister so female interaction affects me in ways that the norm would not understand)
@saxman that is a fine fantasy👍🏽
Cool thread !!! 😃 I wanna participate soo bad but I’ll skip 😅
For me, it would be cuddling so I can hear my buddy’s heartbeat, and we’d both fall asleep for a couple of hours, our arms wrapped around each other.
Usually I have a hard time sleeping while cuddling - I think it's because I don't sleep well if I'm in the same position for too long, and in order to move around, I feel like I need space while sleeping. So I'd say my cuddle fantasy would be to be able to have a good relaxing sleep while cuddling, holding someone in my arms and with them holding me as well.
My Current Cuddle Fantasy ~
Getting to meet someone who has actually read my entire profile, and has taken the time to begin getting to know me through messaging. He has allowed himself to be open and vulnerable so I can begin knowing his true self too. We've talked on the phone at length and he appreciates me as I am. He isn't fazed by any of my quirkiness and we have a lot in common.
He has thoughtfully prepared the room to be cozy and inviting. There's a warm and floofy cuddle spot with pillows and a soft, lightweight blanket. The room temperature is about 67° and the lighting comes only from the soft glow of candles. The scent of amber, almond and vanilla linger in the air.
He greets me at the door and, radiating his nurturing nature, he wraps me in a solid, snug and comforting embrace (with one arm round my waist, the other softly petting my hair) the kind of welcome that instantly communicates he's the real deal ~ I'm in a safe space, where I'll be respected and cared for.
He takes my hand and leads me into the room, closing the door behind me.
End scene (the 'for public consumption' part of my wandering mind). And we cut to a commercial break. Until another decides to share...
@quixotic_life my apartment temperature is 67° right now 🙈
Lol!! @introvme ~ Still a few more details to cover there... 😉
@quixotic_life ... ... ... 🤪
Lol ~ Silly, you could've just PM'd me that info... 🙃
Smh @ me 🤦♂️🙈
Still can't top cuddling on the beach. Cool Northern CA afternoons are perfect for cuddling
Main fantasy is the one where wr can both fall asleep while cuddling and resting, both ferling safe and relaxd enough to recharge ouselves though touch and peace.
I open the door with a big smile and a tight lingering hug, before bringing you in, a home made breakfast is ready on the table with coffee, juice and your preferred beverage. We eat, chat, hold hands and ease into session. I clear the table while you change into your cuddle clothes before doing the same. We snuggle up on the couch with a preferred movie/show/music channel and relax into eachother sharing hugs, carresses, hair stroking, just going where the cuddle takes us floating on the blissful breeze of Oxytocin and endorphins. Eventually we get comfortable enough to move to the bed room setting the tv to something with tranquil scenery and soft soothing music before spooning into our natural positions, no rush no hurry this is after all just the first morning and we have all weekend.
Sorry for the lightness of description details but its early for my night dwelling self and I'm still working on my coffee lol
"And we cut to a commercial break."
LOLOLOL @quixotic_life
We've been battling eldritch horrors for hours. Defeat has taken its toll on us; I've begun to toss the dice lethargically, only glancing at the result after steeling myself for more disaster. My partner is slumped over, and occasionally rests his head in his hands. Cthulhu will soon rise from Rlyeh and plunge the world into madness. We have one last mystery to solve: a Rlyeh encounter.
My partner draws a Rlyeh card and groans. It's a strength test, I know it—his character, a spell-caster, can't deal with them in any capacity. He rolls the dice and lets out a long sigh. Failure.
It's my turn. The new Rlyeh card calls for an observation test; my character, a spy, excels at them. I pass, and move onto the "pass resolution", which includes a lore test. My heart sinks—my lore stat is only 2. I pick up the dice and roll.
Success! We both whoop and cheer wildly. The mystery is solved. All we need to do now is survive the mythos phase before victory is ours. My partner draws a mythos card and excitedly reads: it's an ongoing event card that would have only affected us if the game had continued past this point.
But it does not. We happily organize all of the cards and tokens and put the game box away. Then we crawl into bed, talking all the while about this momentous occasion. We hold each other for a long, long while.
Fantasy, huh? Hmm. I have a lot of these. Lemme see. Hmmm.
All right; I think this is a good one.
The large room is full of soft shadows, dancing darkly across the floor-to-ceiling shelves on three walls in a twilight counterpart to the flames in the fireplace my chair is turned toward. On the small table at my elbow, an oil lamp burns gently, casting a steady light on the pages of the book I'm reading. I take another sip of tea and sigh contentedly.
At my feet, my cuddle buddy sits on a cushion playing a video game on a handheld console. He leans against my leg, and his warmth is more comforting than that of the fire.
Laying the book in my lap, I stroke his hair and smile as he puts his head on my knee. On and above the mantle, the relics of our various successful hunts look down on us, reminding me of more active times. At seventy-five, I'm an old man. But my buddy's still here with me.
We stay there another hour or so, reading and playing, until the fire burns low.
Getting to my feet, I reach down to help my buddy up. Seventy-three isn't exactly young either! He blows out the lamp and we hobble off to bed. Oh, we'll probably be getting up all night to pee! But when each of us returns from one of his little bathroom jaunts, there'll be a warm bed and a cosy cuddle waiting for him.
@DarrenWalker I am impressed that at 75 you and your friend would still be playing video games
@pmvines you’re an @$$#*!= 😅😂🤣
But as bad as my eyesight is st 45 I will be surprised if I will be doing much of anything that involves reading either
@pmvines: Hey, it's a fantasy, right? 'Sides, who knows? Maybe in forty years video games will be an old person thing and the young people will be on to something new.
You’re absolutely right Darren the gamer life has evolved into a legit community, I definitely see today’s generation taking it to the senior life hands down!
@DarrenWalker you know I keep wondering whether my musical tastes will mellow.with age . But I am still not only listening to things I liked in high school like obituary , earth crisis, skinny puppy , and black flag, but I am now into the even heavier more extreme music of today. So just because you age doesnt mean you necessarily change interests. That is one of those lies they tell you about getting old .
Think I love reading other people’s fantasies. Hope there is many more to come. @NightShift39 the light description of your fantasy was nice. Wished you were closer so I could experience the platonic details for myself.
@DarrenWalker your fantasy is sort of hilarious and oddly sweet. Don’t think it was meant to be entertaining but was👍🏽👍🏽
@lovelyhugs awe thank you but don't let the distance fool you I'm a travel junkie and love cuddles lol
I’d like a cuddle sandwich, two women with myself in the middle. Them lightly playing with my hair, plutonic touching of course respecting boundaries, talking, listening to soft music with lights turned off and only the the soft glow of dim candles lighting up the room. We can talk a little bit but mostly just enjoying the cuddle, even sleeping a bit, taking turns looking into each other’s eyes.
Lol @NightShift39 I’m not scared... bring your cuddle butt over😂👍🏽