Here’s Your Hottest Sex Fantasy, According To Your Zodiac Sign

Here’s Your Hottest Fantasy, According To Your Zodiac Sign
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(March 21st to April 19th)

Because you’re so aggressive and confident, it drives you wild when he flips the script, takes control, grabs you by the hair, pushes your face in the pillow, and “Rams” you into ecstasy…


(April 20th to May 21st)

You like it slow…slower…yeah…a little bit slower…like that…yeah, right there…just a little bit slower and with a little more feeling…yes, exactly like that…don’t stop…don’t stop…oh my GOD!…


(May 22nd to June 21st)

Your brain is your biggest sex organ. You want him to text you at 2 in the afternoon—when you’re both at work all the way across town from each other—and say, “I can’t wait to fuck the taste out of your mouth tonight.”


(June 22nd to July 22nd)

A long walk by the beach as the sun sets. As you hear the crashing ocean waves, he gently clasps your hand. You keep walking. You find an isolated cove and both look around. No one else is around. He holds you close with one hand, runs his fingers through your hair with the other, and starts to kiss you…


(July 23rd to August 22nd)

A sweet-smelling candlelit bedroom. Soft music. He tells you to undress and lie on your stomach. He grabs a feather and ever-so-lightly runs it up and down the back of your legs. Then from your tailbone to your neck. And then again. More slowly and softly each time around…


(August 23rd to September 22nd)

You ask him to get down on his knees. He does. You tell him to kiss your inner thighs up and down, up and down, all the way down to the floor and then all the way back up between your legs. You tell him to keep kissing between your legs. And you don’t know what feels better—what he’s doing to you with his mouth, or the fact that he’s doing what you tell him to…


(September 23rd to October 22nd)

You think of yourself as a romantic, but to be frank, you’re all about the ass. It’s the most vulnerable spot on the human body, both his and yours. One of you is going to have to give up that ass tonight. Could be you, could be him. But the combination of power and vulnerability is mind-blowingly erotic to you…


(October 23rd to November 22nd)

He stands before you fully clothed in his business suit. Item by item, you command him to undress. You circle him like an Army commander as he removes each item. When he’s totally nude, you circle him a few times, looking him up and down, telling him not to move. “You’ll do,” you tell him. “Now get into bed.” As you start to take your own clothes off, you realize you’re already wet from the power trip you just acted out…


(November 23rd to December 21st)

He grabs you by the hips, pulls you to himself, and kisses you passionately. Then he spins you away from him and tells you to get on all fours. Again he grabs you by the hipbones, this time from behind, his thumbs and forefingers holding your hips a bit forcefully. This way it’s hard for you to move your hips as he enters you from behind…


(December 22nd to January 20th)

There’s a knock on your door. Who could it be at this time of night? But you didn’t order any Chinese food! He looks sad. Oh, OK, sure, you’re a little hungry anyway. He smiles. You ask him to come in. He does…


(January 21st to February 18th)

He’s driving you home from the movies on a dark summer night on a dark, winding road with the windows down. Your favorite song—the one you both call “your” song—comes on the radio. He looks at you and smiles. He makes a right at a dirt road next to a field and stops about 100 yards down. All you hear are the summer insects buzzing. He unbuckles his seat belt, leans over, and whispers, “I couldn’t wait until we got home…”


(February 19th to March 20th)

You sit on a crush-velvet chair totally naked with your legs spread. He kneels on the floor, naked and obedient. He rubs warm sandalwood oil all over your feet while slowly massaging out all the aches and soreness. He rubs some more sandalwood oil on your calves and shins and continues to massage you. Then he reaches up toward your thighs with more gentle massaging. And then he finally reaches his destination… Thought Catalog Logo Mark

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