While viewing a sexual fantasy thread on this forum, I noted that there’s something unusual about my fantasies. It’s not their content, but the fact I almost never am involved in the dream. It’s always famous people or people I just imagined. Is this unusual? Do you star in your own sexual fantasies?
I’m always the star, but I’m not always myself.
No, but I star in a lot of other peoples’ fantasies.
I am the invisible observer/participant.
It varies. Usually it’s fictional people/celebrities that I’m picturing getting it on, but whether I’m visualizing it as something I’m watching or experiencing can change throughout a single fantasy.
I’m the star of the whole shebang, including the multiple encores.
I’m the director, the producer, the star, and I sign autographs at the stage door afterwards.
I’m the key grip.
Yeah, I’m the star.
I wonder if there’s a gender divide here. Men, generally speaking, being more visual, seem to be more aroused watching other people have sex than women, generally speaking, do. I prefer written pornography to video because I can easily imagine myself in one of the roles (which I do when reading non-porn, too). I sometimes like to watch porn, but even there I’m often imagining that I’m feeling what the woman in the video is feeling. Generally speaking, I’m more excited if I’m involved, physically or mentally, than if someone else is! 
Ditto. And I am a woman, for Whynot’s informal poll. I never watch/ready pornography or erotica and pretend I am one of the participants, though. Never.
Never. But I’m doing stuff to the star(s).
Best boy.
Hijack: Who was the most well-endowed Beatle?
Best, Peter.
I’m a prop.
Do you charge for the autographs?
I’m occasionally the fluffer.
Mostly, I’m watching various guys I find attractive that I’ve put together for the fantasy although they know I’m there.
I occasionally participate.
For both fantasies and dreams, yes. I have tons of sexual dreams and I’m always an active participant, but as Panache said, I’m not always myself. For fantasies, I’m always me but sometimes an…improved version of me.
I am curiously absent.
When Carol Costello goes undercover at a singles bar for her CNN special segment Cougar in America: It’s A Jungle In There, I may be the guy putting my hand on her knee and receiving a discreetly palmed hotel keycard, but it’s not Beware of Doug per se, just some faceless mook with his identity electronically disguised. The ensuing shower/fireplace/bedroom scenes are entirely POV mook. I’m little more than a disembodied voice murmuring Carol…Carol…Carol.
I guess one of the things I find escape from is myself.
Not usually. In most of my fantasies I’m a voyeur to fictional people.
Fantasies or dreams? I don’t really fantasize actively when I’m awake. I do have sex dreams in which I’m the center, always. But if I’m awake and just masturbating or something, I prefer a quick porn clip or nothing if I’m already in bed and just pull out the vibrator to help me sleep. Even then, I’ll pull up a clip on the phone over actively fantasizing. It’s just not my thing, I guess.
Female.