Jake Furie Lapin: Realized and Unrealized Sexual Fantasies: Part 1

Many of my readers, including members of the @TSOLVixens Twitter group, have been curious about some of my realized and unrealized fantasies.  There are many facets to both, of course.  In this blog, I will explore and divulge some of my realized fantasies, while my next blog (Part 2) will describe some of my unrealized fantasies.

I've done pretty much what most women have fantasized about, and in essence have been the conduit for them, including MFM, MFF, indoors in taboo places, BDSM in all forms, etc, all of which will be exposed in the series.  Having sex in the great outdoors is a common fantasy, and one that I've shared.  I have had the privilege of participating in many incredible experiences with my lovers.  One in particular stands out to me. Several years ago, at the height of my online activity, I met a woman and we agreed to meet each other face to face in Atlantic City, at the Bor Hotel.  She was the VP of Entertainment for a competing casino, which made it all the more wilder.  This particular casino hotel had a parking deck that reached about 15 stories with a view of all the casino hotels facing the ocean.

I remember that it was a gorgeous, warm summer evening, with a sensual light breeze.  My date and I met at a local wine bar to get to know each other a little bit and establish whether or not there was chemistry between us.  The chemistry was absolutely there, and by the end of the night, I could see that look in her eye: the look that said, “Yes.”  That look. We walked slowly back to the hotel, flirting.  On the way, she told me that her fantasy had always been to have sex at the top of a parking garage, where she could feel free and open to the entire world.

I was happy to oblige, and we soon found ourselves in my convertible at the 15th level of the parking garage.  We started kissing, and I slid my hand up underneath her mini skirt.  I was pleased to find that she was not wearing any panties, was completely clean shaven, and was already wet for me.  I slipped one finger, then two, inside of her, while I kissed her neck and sucked on her earlobe.  She started to moan and buck her pussy against my hand.  Then, suddenly, she whispered, “Let me go down on you.  I need you in my mouth.”

I leaned back and she deftly unzipped my jeans and drew out my cock.

“My god, you’re HUGE! she moaned.  “I love going down on a massive cock.”

She licked and twirled her tongue up and down the head of my cock, and then began to suck my shaft and balls.  She was amazing at giving head, and after 20 minutes, I knew I was about to cum, HARD.

“I can suck on this cock all day” she said .“It's sooo beautiful, and STIFF!!”

Grinning, I asked “Where do you want it?”

She simply grinned back up at me, drew back, and opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue, before wrapping her warm, wet lips around me again.  I grasped her head in both hands, thrust hard, and finally exploded inside her sweet, hot mouth and throat.

She moaned with pleasure, licking her lips.  She then drew my hand back down to between her naked thighs, eagerly, and this time she rocked herself to a fierce climax, soon cumming all over my hand and gushing fluid down my fingers and wrist.We fooled around more after that, for several hours.  It was an incredible experience, being free and open underneath the sky, and the possibility that someone could come around the corner and find us exposed there at any minute just made it better.  There is more to Beth that I won't reveal in this blog, except in my chronicles book, however this incident broke the ice for a few more crazy adventures in Atlantic City with her.

That experience is one of my favorite “realized”  fantasies that comes to mind.  As I mentioned, there are many more, though.  I've had numerous other encounters outdoors, including my lover Jade, who adored having nude photos taken in different locations outdoors and is described more in the book, "The Spice of Life"

Of course, in the list of my “realized” fantasies, I've also experienced both sides of being a sub and a Dom in the bedroom and have passionately pursued my journey from being submissive to becoming a Master and loving Dom.

As for my unrealized fantasies…there are plenty of those, too…But the biggest one will shock and amaze you.

What are Jakes unrealized sexual fantasies? Find out in Part 2.

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Jake Furie Lapin:The Butterfly: Jake's High School Prom Part 2

Tina’s massage and her tongue flicking my nipples was intensely arousing to me, but I suddenly became scared at the thought of damaging my friendship with her, and with her brother.  I sat up a little and pushed her away, gently.

“Tina…I, I just don’t know about this.  It feels weird.  I mean, I like you a lot and everything…but…”  I trailed off.

She smiled.  “What is it, Jake? Aren't you enjoying this?”

“Well, yes…but we've had so much fun hanging out.  I just don’t want to ruin our friendship or anything.”

Tina laughed.  “Oh, Jake.  I really appreciate the fact that you would even think of that! You’re so sweet! But don’t worry about it.  I like you too, and I value your friendship, but this doesn't have be anything more than a little bit of fun, between the two of us.  Are you cool with that? If you are, I am.  I promise.  I want you to see me as your little butterfly.  Can I be your butterfly, just this once?”

I couldn't resist, and simply laid back and pulled Tina’s head over me.  She bent down and started kissing me, slowly and passionately.  Still being quite inexperienced, I let her lead, and she gently probed my mouth with her tongue, alternating between playing with my upper and lower lips with hers, nibbling softly.

Tina then unzipped my jeans and drew out my cock.  She gasped a little and her eyes widened, as she took in my size.  She stroked my shaft and teased me with her mouth a little, licking and sucking up and down my cock.  I moaned and laid back, running my hands through her hair.

Eventually, she drew back and suddenly stood up.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

She replied, “I just need to get something out of my bag…” She went to her suitcase and drew out a long, silk scarf.  She came back to the bed and began to wrap the scarf around my eyes.  I stiffened a little, and she drew back.

“Is everything OK? Do you mind if I blindfold you?”

I was remembering Elaine.  It wasn't that I minded so much, it simply brought back a flood of intense memories.

“Um…it’s OK.  It just reminds me of something.  Can you just not use them and watch you enjoy me?”

Tina smiled again, and her eyes were soft and inviting.

“We don’t need to use it then.” she whispered.  With that, she lay the scarf aside, straddled me, and eased herself down over my rock hard cock. I was so hard that my cock was throbbing, aching almost painfully.  Her pussy around me was slick and smooth and incredibly tight. She started rocking back and forth, slowly and surely, leaning forward a little with her hands on my chest.

“Oh fuck, you feel so good” she said softly, “So thick and hard, why don’t you have a girlfriend, this makes no sense…” I knew what she meant, but she didn't understand how the parents always chastised their daughters for even knowing me.  If you weren't Irish American or Italian, you were in the minority in town, as she was being oriental.  Fortunately for her, her father owned the only Chinese restaurant in the area and was well liked. What would her ultra conservative parents think of me and her?

I’m not even sure how long we stayed in this position, but I know it was a while.  Tina took things slow, but I remember watching her face shift and change, as she began to move towards her climax.  It took her quite some time to take all of me inside her, and I watched the slight pain and she pushed to take me in deeper.  She pressed herself against me avidly, hungrily.  But she did something that was new to me: she looked deep into my eyes and held eye contact.  This made the entire sexual experience much more intense and meaningful.

Tina was getting closer and closer to cumming, moving wildly back and forth up and down my shaft, grinding her clit against me.  “Fuck, you are a keeper...” she again softly gasped out saying to me.  “Don’t fucking cum yet, I need to cum please, please just stay hard, I really really need this.” she demanded.  Just as Tina finally rocked forward in one final push and clenched around me in climax, digging her perfectly manicured nails into my back deep.  I let myself go as well, thrust upwards into her, and the rush of pleasure came to the two of us simultaneously.  We both cried out, loudly.  Tina stayed on top and kept me inside her for a few more minutes as she slumped forward, pressing her face into my neck.  Then she finally drew herself off and curled up next to me.  We laid there, for what seemed like hours, just holding each other, not saying a word. We both knew that we could never be together.  It was very intimate, and sweet.

That wasn't our only time together, as we stayed friends and kept in touch for many years afterwards.  Her rocky relationship with Ed went on and off, often with months being apart, and it wouldn't be uncommon for Tina to page me with 612 during her down times (or as cell phones came about, she would text me the same), the date I was labeled her butterfly, for a butterfly session.  She knew I didn't sleep around, and our sessions were always mind blowing, always ending with her head on my chest just wondering.  She even later got a butterfly tattoo on her hip as she got older, and I knew what it meant.  With Tina, my little butterfly, I got my first taste of what intimacy and passion could really be.  I will never forget her, for that reason.

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Jake Furie Lapin:The Butterfly: Jake’s High School Prom Part 1

As I've mentioned in previous blogs, I was quite a bit different from my peers throughout high school and as a result, I did not pursue women during those years as much as I did in later years.

However, one very memorable experience did occur around that time; it involved my high school senior prom.

Two weeks before the prom, all of my friends had found dates and I was left wondering if I’d be there by myself.  One weekday afternoon, I went over to hang out with a good high school friend of mine, James.  James was Asian-American, with a Chinese father and a Korean mother.  We’d been buddies for a while.  I also knew his older sister, Tina.  She was a sophomore in college, and it just so happened that she was home for the weekend.  I always had a little bit of a thing for Tina; she was petite, with long, dark hair and incredible dark tear dropped eyes.  Since my experience with Elaine several years before, I had developed a definite taste for older women (a sexual preference that would last for many years, throughout my more submissive stage), and Tina had been the subject of my fantasies more than once.  She often teased us after school getting dressed to shop at the mall, prancing in her underwear.  However, I always respected my friendship with James, and with Tina herself.

That weekend, Tina asked me if I had a date to the prom, and I told her that I didn't. To my surprise, she asked, “Why don’t you take me? I’d love to go with you!”  I was delighted, although shocked.  Little did I know that Tina was in the middle of an ugly breakup with her boyfriend; I found out long afterwards that she had been in revenge mode; seeking jealousy from her ex boyfriend.

In any case, I accepted her offer gratefully.  I didn't take it as any kind of sexual invitation, because of my friendship with the family, but I was thrilled at the idea of hanging out with Tina.

After the prom, it was the "in" thing at that time for everyone to head down to the Jersey Shore and stay there for the whole weekend, drinking and having sexual adventures.  I was still shy and reserved, but having Tina there was amazing, and we spent a lot of time just hanging out and talking, strolling on the beach, walking the boardwalk at night,  just the two of us. The long ride from my hometown to "the shore" would be something that would often occur in my life.

Right before the weekend ended, it was late one evening and Tina and I found ourselves in our room sprawled out on the bed, playing the Chinese tile game,  Mahjong.  Up to that point, we’d shared a bed platonically, even though I had to be careful not to get noticeably aroused sleeping next to her every night.  I even slept between the top sheet and cover so as to have a thin cotton layer between us. But this night was different.  Tina and I began having some very intimate conversations about my time in high school, and my sexual experiences in particular.

“So, have you ever been with a woman?” she asked me.

“Well, uh, yeah. One so far.”

She smiled at me. “And? How was it? Did you enjoy that?”

“I did…but I would like to have other experiences, too.  That one was a little bit…odd.”

Tina’s eyes softened.  Her eyes were vivaciously alive and intense, and really drew me in. I had the feeling she knew of the rumor of how I lost my virginity.

“Well, I can relate to things being awkward.  Sexual stuff can be pretty taboo in Asian cultures, so there was a lot I had to learn too.”

I was curious about her experiences, so I began asking her about Asian culture and we talked for another hour or so.  Tina was impressed how much I knew about Chinese and Korean culture already, including saying basic phrases, such as “Hello”, “thank you” and “please.”  She was equally impressed by my gaming skills and being able to pick up a penny with chop sticks, which all came from hanging out with her younger brother and parents after school.

As the night went on, I noticed she got quieter and quieter and was just looking at me with those intense, dark, almond eyes. Eventually, she reached over and put her hand on my arm.

“Jake, would you like me to demonstrate some Chinese massage techniques that I know?”

I just nodded.  We were both drinking that night more heavily than usual, and the sexual chemistry was definitely there between us.  She leaned over me then and started massaging my chest, gently.  She pushed me back so that I was lying flat on the bed, and slowly unbuttoned my shirt.  I was feeling very aroused, and lifted my hand to stroke her face and play with her long hair a little.  She softly grinned, pushed me back and bent down, brushing the bare skin of my chest with her lips.  Then, suddenly, she opened her mouth wider and flicked my nipples with her little pink tongue.  It felt absolutely amazing.

What happens next between Jake and Tina? Find out very soon in Jake’s next blog…

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Jake Furie Lapin:Follow Your Heart: There’s A Reason for Everything

One of the key lessons I have learned on my journey is the importance of following your heart.  Following my heart has made me the man I am today.  For example, when I was 18, I had a real estate license but struggled.  At that age, I couldn't sell a house or even really show a house, because nobody wants to buy real estate from someone so young.

In any case, at this time there was an Italian restaurant near my house and I used to eat there often.  There was a girl who worked at the restaurant who was a little bit older than I was; I was 18 and she was about 20 or 21.  Her name was Amy; we would talk a lot because I would hang out there for a couple of hours at a

time.  She knew I was struggling as a real estate agent and she told me that she just got a job at a telephone survey place and that they were hiring like crazy, paying top dollar at $12/hr.  I followed her there to apply for a job.  She ultimately wasn't good at the job, but it turned out that I was.  At that place, you really had to be good on the phone.  It taught me how to talk to people, to listen to their voice inflections, how to speed up and slow down, and how to manage the inflections of my own voice.  This is something that has really affected the way I interact with women.  Women love a man who knows how to talk to them and how to whisper those sweet nothings in their ear…

Anyway, Amy eventually went back to the pizzeria.  After about a year, I needed some extra money and they were hiring at the pizzeria, so I ended up working for the telephone survey place during the day and the pizzeria at night.  I still had a crush on Amy, but she was older and could get into clubs and bars and I was still just 18.  I had a car, but all of her boyfriends were from the wealthier side of town and drove Corvettes, Camaros, Monte Carlos, etc. while my car was a Japanese 2 door used.  But still, Amy and I talked a lot and it ended up that I got a job as a dishwasher at the restaurant.  The place wasn't that busy and as the dishwasher, I could spend hours talking to her.  There would be times when it was busy in the front and I’d be in the back washing dishes and have nothing to do, and the 2 Italian cooks in the back would teach me how to cook.  So at the Italian restaurant, I gained another life skill; not only was I learning to talk to people – but the restaurant cooks taught me how to cook meatballs, lasagna dishes, etc.  I don’t think there’s a woman in the world who doesn't think it’s really sexy when a man knows how to cook.  Because I followed my heart with Amy, I gained that impressive skill.

I wasn't making quite enough money between the two jobs and as I got older, I started building my IT career.  When I was younger I was always good at computer games etc., and at one point somebody taught me how to hack phone cards.  I did it in a friendly way; I never stole any money or anything like that, but one

day the FBI showed up in my living room with my computer sitting on the floor unplugged and taped up.  This was back in high school, and at that time the laws were different; you were able to break into company websites and look around and snoop, but the laws today are much stricter. You’re not even allowed to break in.  Anyway, I didn't get into trouble; they just wanted to talk to me, but at that time, the FBI guy told me something very important.  He asked me “Why don’t I use my skills to help companies close up their loopholes, rather than sneaking through them?” His words made a huge impact on me, and I remembered that incident when I was working in the kitchen at the Italian restaurant. As I was getting closer to the age of 21, I had some skills under my belt, and so I decided to pursue an IT career.  Initially, I applied to the ARMY ROTC program, but through their testing, even though I was extremely smart and skilled, they wanted me as a front line soldier.  I asked why, and they had said I had a rare eye blindness, that I can see through camouflage.  This was due to the fact that I had stared at the sun a bit when I was younger, which caused the color blindness, burned my color filters, and actually had raised all my other senses.  I decided to pass being a front line soldier, and went into the private sector becoming the owner of a very successful IT company for about 10 years. But I think today, had I not burned my filters, would I be dead? As a few months after that ROTC recruit, the US had gone to war in the Middle East.  And those raised senses help me in so many ways today.

How does this tie into following your heart? Well, back in high school, when I was learning computers, I had a crush on a girl in my freshman year.  She took a typing class, so I took the same typing class, just to follow her, just like I followed Amy later on.  I was one of only 3 guys in the classroom.  Our typing teacher liked me and he pushed me which really helped because I excelled at that class and I got up to 60 or 70 words per minute.  The teacher recommended that I take a second year.

It turned out that the girl I had followed was sleeping with the whole football team and that kind of turned me off.  But in the class there was another girl, who was kind of shy and very pretty.  We took the second year of typing class together and bonded for a long time.  In that second year, I got up to about 85 words per minute but it was very embarrassing because I was the only guy in the class, and there were about 6 girls, all of whom are secretaries or paralegals today.  There really wasn't any need for me to take a second year of typing.  However, reflecting back now, if I hadn't taken that second year of typing, I wouldn't have aced all my papers in my last year of high school and in college, and I wouldn't be able to type as fast I can when I blog as I do today or email, multitask, etc.  In my IT career later on, I definitely needed to have those fast typing skills for typing code, etc.

Following my heart gave me those essential typing skills, just as it gave me the skills to cook and to talk to people.  Looking back, I think, “Damn! If I didn't follow the girls I had crushes on way back when, I never would have learned how to cook, or how to talk, or how to type.”

I also followed my heart as far as computers go.  My parents were pushing me to be an engineer or a lawyer, but I didn't want to be either of those.  I loved computers and technology and still do today.  This has been a key part of my success in business, as I am my own IT department in many of my ventures, and allows me to care for my subs and the women in my life.

So things really do happen for a reason, if you follow your heart, even though it may not become apparent at the time.

Coming back around full circle, I ran into Amy, the girl I had a crush on in high school, when I was about 27 and she was 30, and I was now very successful in my IT career.  This was before I got married; we were in a famous club in town and she was with her sister.  Her sister had a crush on me but was a total bitch; in the ten 10 years that I had known them, she hadn't changed one bit from being a bitch.  Amy, however, was awesome; she was a total sweetheart.  We had kept in touch sporadically throughout those years; from the time I knew her at the pizzeria when I had my real estate license all the way through my IT career.  I always stopped by and said hello.  At 27, she knew that I had dated a few people already and I was moving on.  At the time, I had a girlfriend that I was pretty serious with.  I kind of regret it now, because that girlfriend ended up dumping me on my 28th birthday.  I didn't know that at the time, though, and that day in the club, Amy pulled me aside and asked me, “Why have you never asked me out? We get along so well!”

I felt like I flashed back to high school; I remember thinking, “Damn, what do I do now; all those female friends that had signed my yearbook, asking the same question.” Little did they know how submissive I was due to the prejudices that existed in town, mainly from the adults.  So I simply told her that I was with somebody at the time.  Sadly, I knew that the person I was with wasn't with me in her heart.  I should have dumped her and told Amy, “You know, you’re right.  What are you doing for dinner next Friday?”, or something along those lines.  That would probably have changed my life, but I didn't do that.  I was very faithful, and I am still very faithful today with my word, but I learned the lesson.  When the opportunity is there, go with your heart and follow your heart.  You might not even realize until much later what the importance of that meeting or opportunity was.

How does Jake keep following his heart along his life’s journey? Check in next week in his business ventures that leads to the ultimate turn of events...

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