Erotica and your real sex life

I'm sending positive thoughts to Jenny and Linny. I hope all is well in your household very, very soon.
 
I have discovered that reading and writing erotica... how shall I put this?... inspires me to feats of great amorous athleticism with my wife. My wife does not mind this.

Erotica isn't a sexual outlet for me. It's a creative outlet, certainly, but the great thing about this is that rather than getting sexual release, I get all charged up and my wife reaps the benefits.

And that's... ok.

Similar experiences, you guys?

My best to Jenny and Linny also -- but on the original subject. My wife says, rather wryly, that she can always tell when I've been writing the dirty parts. She's not always enthusiastic about the aftereffects.

On the flip side, we've become a lot more adventurous. Partly that is from wanting to write "from experience" as much as can be had within the bounds of a marriage.
 
On the flip side, we've become a lot more adventurous. Partly that is from wanting to write "from experience" as much as can be had within the bounds of a marriage.

Just the whole body positioning thing... what can go where, when. The more practice you get in various locations and positions, the better your "mental 3D model."

Similar to how visual artists need nude models to learn how to properly draw the human form, erotic writers need lots and lots (and lots) of sex to learn how to properly write about it.
 
I guess it shows just what an innocent I really am. I had to go back in horror hoping that Dr. M's reference was actually a joke. Phew! To think that someone might really have written such a thing brings chills to the bone marrow. Good one, that man!

I DID write such a one! The actual title was "Mom's Submarine Anal Birthday Surprise" and I even found the link: http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=91404
I posted under the name Durtgurl because at the time we'd formed the Durtgurl cartel as part of OPEP--the Organization of Porn Exporting Perverts.

It's the only piece of incest I've ever written and involves mother-son anal sex in a submarine. I'd like to say that it's raw and hard-hitting and really tells the truth about the seamy side of mother-son anal submarine sex but the truth is I had to fudge the mother's age to get past Lit rules. In the original, she was 16 and the son was 30.
 
Not to say experience will hurt, but I think imagination is more important.

Sometimes, I have to agree with you. It's all very well to satisfy three women in a row, but by the time the fourth steps up, my experience tells me that my hero's knees are getting sore... Wish I didn't know that... :cool:
 
Oh, I think it's gone beyond mere bedroom athletics for me. Eroticism has become like a philosophy of life for me. Not hedonism, but eroticism, the old NeoPlatonist idea of the body's connection to the world being an erotic link or sensual one, a feeling connection. I've made a whole big deal out of it.

The Platonists believed that route to truth was through the intellect, through knowing, through the ideational. I believe it's through being, the experiential, the erotic. I believe it's possible to have metaphoric sex with the world and to experience it that way. Life is a sexual experience, not intellectual. The intellect is in service to the sexual, not vice versa. We think about things because we want to get laid. We don't get laid in order to think about things. In any case, the things we end up thinking about are sexual anyhow: Math, science, philosophy, music, art, all are power-garnering or beauty-generating activities which makes them sexual.
Yeah. What he said. Of the activities mentioned, music is the one I know best, and that is definitely all about sex.

I don't think writing's changed my sex life - much, but I think it has affected my views on life and the human condition. If I'm not careful, my new stories will be full of philosophical musings on the nature of sexuality, and I'll turn into some bad vanilla version of de Sade.

(Hmmm... Vanilla de Sade - now there's a nice porn pseudonym)
And all this comes from reading things like Mom's Anal Birthday Surprise.
Er... right.
 
Well if that was an example, you succeeded, though whether one could properly use the word "admirably" is open to serious question. ;)
 
Erotica is... Gah. I lack words.

I honestly think it makes you a better lover. Yes, it makes you more creative, more amorous, more adventurous.

It makes us happier! All the chemicals floating around in our heads, shooting through our body at the speed of light. Turning us on, kicking the sensual and sexual parts of our brain into high gear.

How can it not effect us? It can inspire feelings of love, longing, need, desire, passion, frusteration, anger... Hell. Nearly every emotion one can have, can be felt simply from READING a damned STORY.

It's.. A natural high. A way of life, to some. Hell it even delves deep into my spirituality (everything being connected - creating life is the "ultimate good". Thus, sex is the ultimate act of spiritual enlightenment - so long as its not done for self-gratification) Practicing this art, writing about it, reading it, is as nearly important to me as some people find reading the bible.

Eroticism is deeply important, as the greatest thing I can do is life is a) Create life and B) Bring my partner to climax. Those few moments (sometimes minutes <.<) of sheer, incredible unrelenting bliss are the closest we'll get to "G-d" before death. An incredible orgasm is a reward! For doing the job right :).

Why not study it, practice it, write about it?


...I believe I just totally tangent-ed. Whew. Back to writing.


~Jet
 
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