Sex thread: rule 34 and the sexual mystery.

[Liar]

Here's one for Charley.

"Rule 34" is the almost true meme that states that if you can imagine it, someone has already made porn out of it. And it's not far from the truth. There's smut and sex fiction to cover every viariety of sexuaity under the sun (and some that only come out at night) and it's just one Google search away. There's also a cornucopia of sex information. Advise forums, step-by-step guides, academic papers, edutainment porn, fetish charts, you name it.

When I hit puberty (or when it hit me), the entire sexual ecyclopedia at my disposal was called Life, and most specifically Dad (who tried to have The Talk but made no sense) and Fred (my two year older friend who claimed he had "done it" but who on further inquiry barely knew what "it" was).

So for a long time, sex was a plunge into the great unknown (pun? what pun?), and every new sensation and experience was something I had to come to terms with without any frame of reference.

I just wanted to throw the question out there. Do you suppose it's different these days, when there isn't anything that you can't aquire theorietic knowledge about beforehand? Or is there still room in our lives for the "I don't know what just happened, but it was AWESOME"-feeling?

Or in shorter terms: Do we smut writers cockblock the joy of sexual discovery?

 

[The_Fool]

Answer One: No, we are just providing the incentive to go try things.
Answer Two: Yes, but in a good way. We are allowing people to live vicariously through events they can never take part in.
Answer Three: Maybe. For the person that just finds relationships out of reach.
Answer Four: No. In fact we are the reminder of just how good that sex act felt and the reader needs to go try it again.
Answer Five: You write Porn?!?!?!?

 

[lance gt]

I think we've tried to show sex acts to each other since we could carve in stone. Technology has just opened up a new means of instantaneously, seeing very type of sex act. It used to be Dad's Playboy's and Penthouses that gave us the pics and stories to get a feel for what was going to happen when we got the chance to "do it". Now, with so much porn available to watch in every genre, any kid can delve into whatever turns their crank and know what the genre entails and is it for them. It's just a matter of trying out what you've watched, where not that long ago, we still had trial by fire episodes of exploring the sexual wilderness. Nothing will ever take the place of actual experience, so I don't think we killed it for them, but we've given them a hell'uva lot to think about.

 

[jomar]

Or in shorter terms: Do we smut writers cockblock the joy of sexual discovery?

Nah, archeologists found porn among scrolls they found in the pyramids. It's always been around. When 3-D virtual reality complete with tactile sensations and emotional responses a la Brainstorm comes around, then we'll talk.

 

[Stella_Omega]

Or is there still room in our lives for the "I don't know what just happened, but it was AWESOME"-feeling?

One's first acid trip?

I really hate the idea of innocent sex-- most people really mean ignorant sex.

Those plunges into the unknown left me with urinary tract infections, at times. Broken hearts. Emotional anguish because of my ignorance of lesbian sexual techniques-- and BDSM was never safe or sane, in my youthful experience. These needs were part of my psyche since the first time my fingers got between my legs, at about age three.

You can have that "whoo" feeling if you are attempting something simple-- for most boys you stick it in and your reflexes take over, and you go whoo. For most girls, however, those reflexes haven't done her much good.

And if you need anything more... ignorance and innocence are NOT your friends, trust me.

My kids have grown up with information at their fingertips, and although they make all the mistakes of the heart that any kid makes, they are both so much more comfortable with their sexuality than I was-- all of their friends as well.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

My kids aren't young enough to have gotten their starts with Google searches but we did have cable TV.

 

[Jenny_Jackson]

I beg to differe, Liar. I am yet to see Kangaroo porn and I've looked for a very long time.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

I beg to differe, Liar. I am yet to see Kangaroo porn and I've looked for a very long time.

Would that be porn between kangaroos or with them? The former can be found on the National Geographic website, I'm sure. The latter, I don't know about.

 

[Epmd607]

With someone's mention of sarah palin i thought "Since I'm at literotica, I'm gonna go find some Sarah Palin porn." But i couldn't find any! How come no one's written horribly degrading Sarah Palin stories?

 

[DeeZire]

I'm still looking for a piano player performing cunnilingus while playing a grand piano, so if anyone wants to post a link...

On Sarah Palin - I added a short vignette to the "300 Word Challenge" thread a while back that featured SP. During the run up to the election, I found a Sarah Palin erotic fiction site at sarahpalinerotica dot com, but I have no idea if the writing's any good.

 

[Remec]

I beg to differe, Liar. I am yet to see Kangaroo porn and I've looked for a very long time.

Are ya familiar with the comic book 'Tankgirl'? I would hazard a guess that, somewhere, someone has done fan fic that carries a little further than the comic (which pushed some envelopes, as I recall). And, of course, you have all the fanart out there as well.

 

[arielsgoddess]

Well--this is a sample platter:

As far as Kangaroo porn goes, VM's right about kanga-on-kanga action being findable in various 'unedited' documentaries, and human-kanga is considered very underground Aussie redneck stuff, because it's illegal, it's easy to shoot people in th outback, and fullgrown kangas can easily dismember you if they want to. I would say throw the SO in a Kanga suit and make your own Bloodhound Gang video. On the cunnilingus on a grand piano, while playing it: Pretty Woman easily pops in the mind, but there are some Euro ones that are eluding me at the moment. As far as the issue of boredom with every-kinda-porn-already-being-out-there: do what I do. My best friends, almost all my life, have always been guys. I started a tradition 15 years ago to do man-night by having the guys get together with me, renting a few of (often the worst) pornos we've ever seen, and playing Mystery Science Theatre Porn. If you're not a MST fan, what you do is adlib a voice-over for the ENTIRE movie. It's hilarious. Everyone is guaranteed to have trouble breathing and carbonate their snot atleast once every movie. Funny story: we once rented a locally-produced porn called "Sheepless in Montana", thinking it would be a flimsy ass-grabber, and sadly my guys thought "it had a decent plot". Let's just say I vowed to slip them more testosterone in their drinks and prescreen the movies after that

 

[Liar]

Or in shorter terms: Do we smut writers cockblock the joy of sexual discovery?

On second thought, I should make that "the joy and horror of sexual discovery". The bad surprises were anything but absent.

Still, life experiences and all that,

 

[arielsgoddess]

Lol--I don't think it's that much horror--

Atleast under usual circumstances. Maybe comic horror--"OMG! Where did those come from?!"--That sort of thing. Apologies if you are speaking of your own sexual discoveries, Squirrel...is there a traumatic tale of your nuts not being where you left them the night before?

 

[JamesSD]

When I was just hitting puberty, my access to adult material was limited to scrambled late-night cinemax and realizing my mom's romance novels sometimes contained very dirty sex scenes, usually in later chapters (which made skimming easier).

We got AOL when I was 14 or 15, and I discovered erotic stories. In those heady early days a disproportionate percentage of usenet sex stories were about enemas. I didn't get it then and still don't, but along with discovering my dad's Penthouse magazines and their Forum, the concept of threesomes and group sex opened up a whole new world of erotic imagination to me.

 

[arielsgoddess]

Lol--I can identify with the romance novel horror

I was 13 when my prim & proper blueblood grandparents gave me a bunch of paperbacks to read while I was laid-up with injuries. We were on a family roadtrip, and I was reading this 'teen novel' my friends got me, where the heroine is talking about "It felt like hotfudge pumping through her veins every time he kissed her". I couldn't stand it, so I pulled out this Ken Follett spynovel my Pop was gonna read, but my grandmother told him it "was a romance and he wouldn't be interested". Halfway through the book, my mother and elderly grandmother next to me in the car, I get to the three chapters of cunnilingus fest in the book. I'm pretty sure I facepalmed the situation well enough that my mother as convinced I really did spontaneously inhale my Tootsie Roll Pop, to cover for my grandma, who was looking at me all amused and knowing. The women i my family have a sadistic side...what can I say?

 

[CWatson]

is there still room in our lives for the "I don't know what just happened, but it was AWESOME"-feeling?

Yes: when you actually have sex.

I mean, yes, the thrill of discovery is arguably gone, where you try something you had no idea anyone would like, but your partner does, and you wonder whether s/he is the first person in human history to be turned on by someone licking their eyeball. That is gone. But at the same time, the thrill of discovery will always persist, because each person is different. There is no "Do [this and this and this] to give her an orgasm and it works on every woman ever." Sure, Rule 34 can give you ideas, but you still have to implement them and find out, one way or the other, whether your partner actually does get turned on by licking their eyeball. Because you don't know.

What Rule 34 does is give you ideas. I'm with Stella on the "Innocent = Ignorant" thing, and I think that a decent sex education improves one's quality of life. The fact that there is so much information available to the curious means that 1) they can get new ideas, 2) they can maybe even find out how to execute those ideas, and 3) most importantly, they won't feel weird about it. "Man, I thought I was a total freak and completely screwed up, but as it turns out, Wikipedia has an entire page on people with eyeball fetishes! I'm not alone!" (It doesn't. ...At least, I don't think it does. ...You do the search!)

And finally, knowing the theory is not the same as actually doing it. I say this as writer of erotica and as a virgin. I know that my theoretical knowledge of what to do with a woman when I've got her in bed is pretty high. I also know that, if I ever get a woman in bed, it's even odds as to whether I'll be able to do the bang-up ravishing job an experienced writer of erotica is implied to be capable of doing. (Frankly, I consider it even odds of whether I'll last longer than five seconds.) I have lots of ideas, but theory is not execution, and never will be.

 

[Handley_Page]

Yes: when you actually have sex.

I mean, yes, the thrill of discovery is arguably gone, where you try something you had no idea anyone would like, but your partner does, and you wonder whether s/he is the first person in human history to be turned on by someone licking their eyeball. That is gone. But at the same time, the thrill of discovery will always persist, because each person is different. There is no "Do [this and this and this] to give her an orgasm and it works on every woman ever." Sure, Rule 34 can give you ideas, but you still have to implement them and find out, one way or the other, whether your partner actually does get turned on by licking their eyeball. Because you don't know.

What Rule 34 does is give you ideas. I'm with Stella on the "Innocent = Ignorant" thing, and I think that a decent sex education improves one's quality of life. The fact that there is so much information available to the curious means that 1) they can get new ideas, 2) they can maybe even find out how to execute those ideas, and 3) most importantly, they won't feel weird about it. "Man, I thought I was a total freak and completely screwed up, but as it turns out, Wikipedia has an entire page on people with eyeball fetishes! I'm not alone!" (It doesn't. ...At least, I don't think it does. ...You do the search!)

And finally, knowing the theory is not the same as actually doing it. I say this as writer of erotica and as a virgin. I know that my theoretical knowledge of what to do with a woman when I've got her in bed is pretty high. I also know that, if I ever get a woman in bed, it's even odds as to whether I'll be able to do the bang-up ravishing job an experienced writer of erotica is implied to be capable of doing. (Frankly, I consider it even odds of whether I'll last longer than five seconds.) I have lots of ideas, but theory is not execution, and never will be.

Great. I no longer feel alone

 

[Stella_Omega]

(Frankly, I consider it even odds of whether I'll last longer than five seconds.) I have lots of ideas, but theory is not execution, and never will be.

Presumably your research has shown you that there are lots of things you can do after those five seconds are over for you.

 

[Remec]

As far as the issue of boredom with every-kinda-porn-already-being-out-there: do what I do. My best friends, almost all my life, have always been guys. I started a tradition 15 years ago to do man-night by having the guys get together with me, renting a few of (often the worst) pornos we've ever seen, and playing Mystery Science Theatre Porn. If you're not a MST fan, what you do is adlib a voice-over for the ENTIRE movie. It's hilarious. Everyone is guaranteed to have trouble breathing and carbonate their snot atleast once every movie. Funny story: we once rented a locally-produced porn called "Sheepless in Montana", thinking it would be a flimsy ass-grabber, and sadly my guys thought "it had a decent plot". Let's just say I vowed to slip them more testosterone in their drinks and prescreen the movies after that

We did that when I was in college. Sometimes with full-bown porn tapes, but usually by just turning down the volume on the tv and putting on the Playboy channel. Was just as funny...and, now and then, if we had a tape, we migh rewind a scene and see how close our dialogue was to the actual stuff.

 

[arielsgoddess]

Oh, I feel giggles coming on--really screwing with my amazon mystique--lol

I'm picturing myself doing MST Porn with Jim Morrison. That's intense--calls for something stronger than black licorice Really--that is truly ""--I don't suppose there is a way to do that over the internet? Hmmm...maybe trading voice-over tapes? That might be fun--but even if we can't share it together, I like that we are kindred spirits in that way too. Yes, I know it's twisted--lol--deep down I'm as twisted as a pack of Twizzlers--only my licorice dress is red

 

[Salvor-Hardon]

As far as Kangaroo porn goes, VM's right about kanga-on-kanga action being findable in various 'unedited' documentaries, and human-kanga is considered very underground Aussie redneck stuff, because it's illegal, it's easy to shoot people in th outback, and fullgrown kangas can easily dismember you if they want to. I would say throw the SO in a Kanga suit and make your own Bloodhound Gang video. On the cunnilingus on a grand piano, while playing it: Pretty Woman easily pops in the mind, but there are some Euro ones that are eluding me at the moment. As far as the issue of boredom with every-kinda-porn-already-being-out-there: do what I do. My best friends, almost all my life, have always been guys. I started a tradition 15 years ago to do man-night by having the guys get together with me, renting a few of (often the worst) pornos we've ever seen, and playing Mystery Science Theatre Porn. If you're not a MST fan, what you do is adlib a voice-over for the ENTIRE movie. It's hilarious. Everyone is guaranteed to have trouble breathing and carbonate their snot atleast once every movie. Funny story: we once rented a locally-produced porn called "Sheepless in Montana", thinking it would be a flimsy ass-grabber, and sadly my guys thought "it had a decent plot". Let's just say I vowed to slip them more testosterone in their drinks and prescreen the movies after that

I so want to party with you, cowgirl.

 

[Salvor-Hardon]

I'm picturing myself doing MST Porn with Jim Morrison. That's intense--calls for something stronger than black licorice Really--that is truly ""--I don't suppose there is a way to do that over the internet? Hmmm...maybe trading voice-over tapes? That might be fun--but even if we can't share it together, I like that we are kindred spirits in that way too. Yes, I know it's twisted--lol--deep down I'm as twisted as a pack of Twizzlers--only my licorice dress is red

There might be a way to do it with a hosted site like youporn, and then Skype for everyone hearing each other.....


Shit, now I really want to see if I can make this work.

 

[arielsgoddess]

That's what I'm her for, everyone...

To insidiously slip my twisted seeds of sensuality and alternate reality into the fertile soil of your souls and minds....lol

 

[CharleyH]

Here's one for Charley.

"Rule 34" is the almost true meme that states that if you can imagine it, someone has already made porn out of it. And it's not far from the truth. There's smut and sex fiction to cover every viariety of sexuaity under the sun (and some that only come out at night) and it's just one Google search away. There's also a cornucopia of sex information. Advise forums, step-by-step guides, academic papers, edutainment porn, fetish charts, you name it.

When I hit puberty (or when it hit me), the entire sexual ecyclopedia at my disposal was called Life, and most specifically Dad (who tried to have The Talk but made no sense) and Fred (my two year older friend who claimed he had "done it" but who on further inquiry barely knew what "it" was).

So for a long time, sex was a plunge into the great unknown (pun? what pun?), and every new sensation and experience was something I had to come to terms with without any frame of reference.

I just wanted to throw the question out there. Do you suppose it's different these days, when there isn't anything that you can't aquire theorietic knowledge about beforehand? Or is there still room in our lives for the "I don't know what just happened, but it was AWESOME"-feeling?

Or in shorter terms: Do we smut writers cockblock the joy of sexual discovery?

LOL I don't think smut writers 'cock or cuntblock' the joy of sexual discovery. In fact, I think smut writers often open up new worlds for readers. However, I think there are differences between how I (and others my age) have in the past and still continue to discover sex versus how a 20 year old might be discovering sex. I didn't grow up with the Internet at my beck and call. If I wanted to understand what an orgy was, I needed to ask my mother. These days, I could simply look it up on Google, get some porn site links and know that an orgy is one slut and 10 guys.