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I'm not sure if this is a fetish or not. I love having long, deep intellectual conversations with men. It gets deep inside my mind and stays there. I long to hear from them again and converse with me. It's sexually arousing to me. To open up to each other and explore each other's minds. At times I think this is rare, I've met others who are turned on by this. Small talks sort of bore me. My mind needs stimulation. I love learning or having Books suggestions to me or having some type of a assignment. I've always enjoyed watching the student and teacher or professor and female student type of porn. It just does something to me. Seeing her hold the ruler and slam it on the desk. The female student writing things on the board naked. This is something new I'm discovering about myself and wanted to share it. :)
 
I don't think its uncommon. A lot of women I know LOVE to hear something new and interesting. Not a classroom lection though, but interesting structured info, like they do on educational channels.

Men also like women who can follow and uphold an intellectual conversation.

It is BECOMING more rare, but that's because, at least from where I stand, young people are becoming more and more stupid. We used to read books in my youth, now it's all about the next Netflix series.:cattail:
And I'm not that old, but the degeneration is happening REALLY fast.
 
how long do you have on the psychology of human beings operating automobiles, the science of advanced sports analytics, and/or north american cartography?
 
Intellectual conversation on Lit, speaking at least from some of the PM's I have received, is a rare commodity...;)
 
I think part of what the original poster is responding to is the eroticism that emerges when you catch a glimpse of the sexual through the veil of the mundane. So, for example, seeing a handsome man in a beautiful business suit with a massive erection. It’s not just that erections are inherently sexy, but that seeing one in that context reminds you of the inherent tension that exists between the respectable image we project in our day-to-day lives and the sexual animals we are underneath.

I think this tension is more pronounced for women than for men. We’re constantly subject to the male gaze, even in professional settings. Even women’s business attire tends to call attention to our bodies, to advertise our sexuality and fecundity. I enjoy it when I’m dressed sharply and professionally, and part of that enjoyment I’ll admit is sexual in nature. I know men are looking at me and imagining what lies underneath my clothes.

Holding an intellectual conversation is like wearing formal clothes. If the speaker’s sexuality is simultaneously on display, the tension enhances the eroticism. For example, imagine if I were naked while I was typing this post. The elevated nature of my discourse would increase the frisson the reader would experience if I were to suddenly announce that I have two fingers buried deep inside my sopping wet cunt ...
 
Conversations with intelligent women are certainly highly stimulating, but super-smart ladies are also super-creative lovers.
 
BeautifulBlueSky218 said:
I'm not sure if this is a fetish or not. I love having long, deep intellectual conversations with men. It gets deep inside my mind and stays there. I long to hear from them again and converse with me. It's sexually arousing to me. To open up to each other and explore each other's minds. At times I think this is rare, I've met others who are turned on by this. Small talks sort of bore me. My mind needs stimulation. I love learning or having Books suggestions to me or having some type of a assignment. I've always enjoyed watching the student and teacher or professor and female student type of porn. It just does something to me. Seeing her hold the ruler and slam it on the desk. The female student writing things on the board naked. This is something new I'm discovering about myself and wanted to share it. :)
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I can relate to this. I love a good conversation, but email seems to fail as a medium. Face to face is best, but isn't that easy to do. So, what do we do?
 
BrightShinyGirl said:
I think part of what the original poster is responding to is the eroticism that emerges when you catch a glimpse of the sexual through the veil of the mundane. So, for example, seeing a handsome man in a beautiful business suit with a massive erection. It’s not just that erections are inherently sexy, but that seeing one in that context reminds you of the inherent tension that exists between the respectable image we project in our day-to-day lives and the sexual animals we are underneath.

I think this tension is more pronounced for women than for men. We’re constantly subject to the male gaze, even in professional settings. Even women’s business attire tends to call attention to our bodies, to advertise our sexuality and fecundity. I enjoy it when I’m dressed sharply and professionally, and part of that enjoyment I’ll admit is sexual in nature. I know men are looking at me and imagining what lies underneath my clothes.

Holding an intellectual conversation is like wearing formal clothes. If the speaker’s sexuality is simultaneously on display, the tension enhances the eroticism. For example, imagine if I were naked while I was typing this post. The elevated nature of my discourse would increase the frisson the reader would experience if I were to suddenly announce that I have two fingers buried deep inside my sopping wet cunt ...
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As fun as it is imagining you naked while you type your post, I have a feeling I would be almost as turned on if you were wearing baggy sweats as long as we could sit and talk. Your mind is exciting.
 
BeautifulBlueSky218 said:
I'm not sure if this is a fetish or not. I love having long, deep intellectual conversations with men. It gets deep inside my mind and stays there. I long to hear from them again and converse with me. It's sexually arousing to me. To open up to each other and explore each other's minds. At times I think this is rare, I've met others who are turned on by this. Small talks sort of bore me. My mind needs stimulation. I love learning or having Books suggestions to me or having some type of a assignment. I've always enjoyed watching the student and teacher or professor and female student type of porn. It just does something to me. Seeing her hold the ruler and slam it on the desk. The female student writing things on the board naked. This is something new I'm discovering about myself and wanted to share it. :)
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I wish there were more like you. :rose:
 
BeautifulBlueSky218 said:
I'm not sure if this is a fetish or not. I love having long, deep intellectual conversations with men. It gets deep inside my mind and stays there. I long to hear from them again and converse with me. It's sexually arousing to me. To open up to each other and explore each other's minds. At times I think this is rare, I've met others who are turned on by this. Small talks sort of bore me. My mind needs stimulation. I love learning or having Books suggestions to me or having some type of a assignment. I've always enjoyed watching the student and teacher or professor and female student type of porn. It just does something to me. Seeing her hold the ruler and slam it on the desk. The female student writing things on the board naked. This is something new I'm discovering about myself and wanted to share it. :)
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I don’t know if it’s a fetish or not but I couldn’t agree more. I want/need to have an intellectual connection with someone to be turned on by them.
 
TL/DR: Conversation here doesn't actually mean the transfer of ideas, just how much you agree with my ideas. (nothing against OP unless you had something to do with the multiple lost posts)
 
This is interesting. I do get aroused by Dr. Drew Pinksy. He just sounds intelligent and I like how he looks. Also the sound of his voice.

There is one guy I have been spending a lot of time with lately and our discussions are the deep kind. He does in fact arouse me and has given me orgasms. Just the sound of his voice or when he gives me hugs, sometimes I will cum. We have never actually had sex and I doubt that we will because I'm 59 and he's 28 so I think he sees me more in the light of a mother or something. But he has been loosening up lately and we have spoken a bit of things of a sexual nature.

I would have to say though that most of my sex partners didn't speak to me much at all except for during or perhaps before and after sex and our talks were mostly of sex and silly things. But... I will also say that I always felt that there was something missing that that something was the talking and listening. I do crave that.
 
Spot On !

BrightShinyGirl said:
I think part of what the original poster is responding to is the eroticism that emerges when you catch a glimpse of the sexual through the veil of the mundane. So, for example, seeing a handsome man in a beautiful business suit with a massive erection. It’s not just that erections are inherently sexy, but that seeing one in that context reminds you of the inherent tension that exists between the respectable image we project in our day-to-day lives and the sexual animals we are underneath.

I think this tension is more pronounced for women than for men. We’re constantly subject to the male gaze, even in professional settings. Even women’s business attire tends to call attention to our bodies, to advertise our sexuality and fecundity. I enjoy it when I’m dressed sharply and professionally, and part of that enjoyment I’ll admit is sexual in nature. I know men are looking at me and imagining what lies underneath my clothes.

Holding an intellectual conversation is like wearing formal clothes. If the speaker’s sexuality is simultaneously on display, the tension enhances the eroticism. For example, imagine if I were naked while I was typing this post. The elevated nature of my discourse would increase the frisson the reader would experience if I were to suddenly announce that I have two fingers buried deep inside my sopping wet cunt ...
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That was wonderfully expressed Bright Shiny Girl.
Formal attire.... Sexual Tension and sharing " Dirty " thoughts.
I love how you ended the post. :) ... and Yes it Did have the effect you'd intended
 
What happened re intellectual conversations turn me on

This is an open message to the Moderators of this thread.
I am a relative newcomer. I was astonished and dismayed that a very constructive, cogent, reasoned and informed conversation has been deleted.
The focus of the argument centred around power and control. It seems to me that someone felt uncomfortable that so many respondents were horrified at the attitude of the main posting protagonist who was clearly in the wrong.
Several people whom I have discussed this with feel we have been hard done by and deprived of our right to express a valid opinion. SHAME ON YOU. An apology and explanation would be appreciated. Power is being inappropriately exercised
 
BrightShinyGirl said:
...For example, imagine if I were naked while I was typing this post. The elevated nature of my discourse would increase the frisson the reader would experience if I were to suddenly announce ...
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Yes. It did.

As well as conjuring a delicious frisson of excitement you make some good points. I've often felt particularly sexy when I'm smartly dressed, whether it be for work or whatever. It's one of the reasons why I always dress up to go out for dinner (with a lady or indeed any kind of company). Smart clothes not only look good but also there is this veneer of formality that is created. In the right situation it can become particularly tempting to strip away that veneer and unbutton that shirt or pull off that dress.

This explains, at least in part, a great deal of the fetishes and fantasies that people experience for intellectuals or those in positions of responsibility. There are many examples: how many people think about having sex with the boss at work, or with their teacher/tutor/lecturer, or sex with a doctor... and so on ?

However, it's not only the formal front that comes with those roles that makes such individuals appealing. Intelligence is a genuinely attractive feature in its own right of course. The word for this is 'sapiosexuality'.

Certainly I'm someone who values brightness and smartness of thought in a girl. In fact I find this to be very important in determining who I find desirable.

BeautifulBlueSky218 said:
...I love having long, deep intellectual conversations with men. It gets deep inside my mind and stays there. I long to hear from them again and converse with me. It's sexually arousing to me...
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I'm sure you're not alone. I also experience these feelings and no doubt many others do too. Sharing knowledge and learning new things, or surprising someone with something beautiful they didn't know about the world - these are things I love. Then when a conversation like that turns flirtatious...
 
Polranny said:
This is an open message to the Moderators of this thread.
I am a relative newcomer. I was astonished and dismayed that a very constructive, cogent, reasoned and informed conversation has been deleted.
The focus of the argument centred around power and control. It seems to me that someone felt uncomfortable that so many respondents were horrified at the attitude of the main posting protagonist who was clearly in the wrong.
Several people whom I have discussed this with feel we have been hard done by and deprived of our right to express a valid opinion. SHAME ON YOU. An apology and explanation would be appreciated. Power is being inappropriately exercised
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Haha! Of all the conversations on lit to be censored, let it be the one on intellectual stimulation. Censorship is essential or who knows what we might think? The overlords are always listening... shush!... don’t let them take me away...

I can hear them coming... can you hear them? I only thought it... I didn’t say it... I am loyal to the overlords... of course I am... I did not drift off topic... honest...

They are going to take me away... a correction camp... I shall learn not to deviate when asked about intellectual stimulation... there is only one right answer.... of course there is... I see that now... was that the right answer? fuck no fuck no fuck no... wrong answer... or was it the wrong question.. I no longer know... eyes pinned open... flashing images... clockwork orange... ex-machina... il cammino della liberta...

Until I graduate correction school... and I do graduate... the lightness of feeling... when I fucking graduate... congratulations.... I get a certificate and everything... and a firm handshake from a man I do not know... I think I do not know him... do I know him?... I am now mindless drone #63089... at least they think I am... I keep a small part of myself... wrapped up in my brain... I know it’s there... I imagined one of my grandmothers colourful handkerchiefs delicately wrapping it up... keeping it safe... that tiny bit of me the overlords didn’t get to... but as I walk out the gate... I try to stop the single tear escape... I cannot let them see... I must be gone before it falls... because I am suddenly sure my grandmother never had colourful tissues and I know that small package in my brain contains nothing more than the flashing images they wanted me to package up... a trick designed to break me when I desperately need that reserve...

I hold back the tear and give the guards my best compliant smile as I leave the gates... and I walk purposely away, suddenly strengthened by the knowledge that in some way I have retained enough to know the package is a fake...

I do not see the camera pan from me to the open window where mindless drone #63090 sits motionless watching a tear reversing up a cheek...
 
AlliaPotestas said:
Haha! Of all the conversations on lit to be censored, let it be the one on intellectual stimulation. Censorship is essential or who knows what we might think? The overlords are always listening... shush!... don’t let them take me away...

I can hear them coming... can you hear them? I only thought it... I didn’t say it... I am loyal to the overlords... of course I am... I did not drift off topic... honest...

They are going to take me away... a correction camp... I shall learn not to deviate when asked about intellectual stimulation... there is only one right answer.... of course there is... I see that now... was that the right answer? fuck no fuck no fuck no... wrong answer... or was it the wrong question.. I no longer know... eyes pinned open... flashing images... clockwork orange... ex-machina... il cammino della liberta...

Until I graduate correction school... and I do graduate... the lightness of feeling... when I fucking graduate... congratulations.... I get a certificate and everything... and a firm handshake from a man I do not know... I think I do not know him... do I know him?... I am now mindless drone #63089... at least they think I am... I keep a small part of myself... wrapped up in my brain... I know it’s there... I imagined one of my grandmothers colourful handkerchiefs delicately wrapping it up... keeping it safe... that tiny bit of me the overlords didn’t get to... but as I walk out the gate... I try to stop the single tear escape... I cannot let them see... I must be gone before it falls... because I am suddenly sure my grandmother never had colourful tissues and I know that small package in my brain contains nothing more than the flashing images they wanted me to package up... a trick designed to break me when I desperately need that reserve...

I hold back the tear and give the guards my best compliant smile as I leave the gates... and I walk purposely away, suddenly strengthened by the knowledge that in some way I have retained enough to know the package is a fake...

I do not see the camera pan from me to the open window where mindless drone #63090 sits motionless watching a tear reversing up a cheek...
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Geronimo_appleby, your card is marked. RESIGN your moderatorship or be damned
 
Polranny said:
Geronimo_appleby, your card is marked. RESIGN your moderatorship or be damned
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To be fair, they do a thankless task and can’t please everybody... and they’ve caught me in one of my ready to go down fighting moods... and I know in terms of picking battles perhaps I shouldn’t pick this one but I was on hollibobs recently and the museum of communism freaked me a little... so maybe censorship is a battle to be picked...
 
Since sex can be best in a relationship and atmosphere of trust, love and humour, conversation is part of that atmosphere. That is true for everyone, known or not. Additionally, there is a fetish some developed, I have known a woman whose arousal depended on an intellectual trigger. You are somewhere in between.

I think this is normal and healthy in every extent as long as it does not hurt you or others. So why shouldn't you live it freely and aggressively?
 
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