"That's about as useful as a plot in a porn movie," she said.
What could possibly have been a really lame party was suddenly looking up. She was a cute girl, early thirties maybe, with sandy brown hair, freckles, a shrill laugh that somehow still managed to be infectious, and a roundish face that suggested youthful enthusiasm.
"Maybe not plot, but I think setting is pretty important."
"I don't know," she said doubtfully. "I usually prefer it when they leap right into the action." She was slightly hesitant, as if unsure how much to reveal.
"I guess it depends on what you consider to be setting. Certain details affect how you react to a scene. Maybe the girl has a tattoo, which you associate with being liberated -- or being slutty. The guy is long and lean and muscular, like that swimmer that you slept with in college. Maybe being taken awkwardly on the couch," I offered, hoping this wasn't going a little too far, "means that the event was completely unplanned, and turns you on more because of that."
She paused to think about it for a moment. "I like it when people are doing in partially clothed," she said in agreement, "like they couldn't be bothered to get completely undressed before, you know."
"I don't like it when the girls have French manicures," I said.
"I hate it when the cameraman moves around too much or gets too involved. I *really* hate it when the cameraman and the people onscreen start speaking to each other!"
"The fact that there's an illusion of setting to break seems to suggest that setting is important," I was about to say, but at that moment a friend of hers came over and began to drag her away to meet someone. The agony! How often do you find yourself engaged in porn criticism with a really cute girl at a party? I tried to wait around for her to be done with her conversation, but I eventually decided that was too stalkerish.
----
Fortunately, an hour or so later, I caught up with her in the hallway. She was leaning against the wall, head thrown back in laughter. It seemed like she'd had a few. I tried to act casual when she reached out and grabbed my arm when I walked by.
"People at their computers," she said. "I like to see people at their computers, because they're doing, you know, what I'm doing."
I laughed. "And what is it that you're doing?"
She snorted, and ignored my question.
"Did you start watching porn with a boyfriend? I mean, how did you discover that you were interested in it?"
"Oh, I don't know," she said, and looked at me carefully, as if to decide whether or not I was worthy of what she was about to say, and then continued:
"I didn't really masturbate much growing up. Penetration was really uncomfortable for me, so I put off having sex for a long time. And even after I tried it, my sexual relationships were...unfulfilling, since I wasn't equipped to enjoy half of it." She looked around to make sure that she wasn't being overheard, and then she looked me square in the eyes. "But that all changed one night when, sitting at my computer looking at porn, towel on my chair, a mouse in one hand and a vibrator in the other -- I found my G-spot."
I couldn't possibly follow that up, so I just considered the image instead. She smiled at me, and shook the ice in her empty glass. "Looks like I need another drink," she said.
----
And that was that. I looked for her later on, but I couldn't find her -- perhaps she left with her friend for another party, or maybe she left with someone else. There was so much I still needed to know: how a woman for whom penetration is uncomfortable manages to stimulate her G-spot until she has an orgasm, to be sure, but beyond that: what does she watch? And how? Does she project herself in the sex scenes onscreen, or does she get excited about being a third party, a voyeur? Does she like a lot of different things, or are there a few things that make her particularly hot? What does she want to see as she touches herself just right, pushes herself over that edge?
----
If you're a woman who likes to watch and likes to talk about herself, PM me. I want to talk about what makes us hot and why. We'll trade links to the things that we watch when we want to get off, and talk about whether we've actually done those things, or want to do them, or have them done to us. We'll tell each other our stories with accompanying pictures. It'll be all kinds of fun.
You show me yours, and I'll show you mine!
What could possibly have been a really lame party was suddenly looking up. She was a cute girl, early thirties maybe, with sandy brown hair, freckles, a shrill laugh that somehow still managed to be infectious, and a roundish face that suggested youthful enthusiasm.
"Maybe not plot, but I think setting is pretty important."
"I don't know," she said doubtfully. "I usually prefer it when they leap right into the action." She was slightly hesitant, as if unsure how much to reveal.
"I guess it depends on what you consider to be setting. Certain details affect how you react to a scene. Maybe the girl has a tattoo, which you associate with being liberated -- or being slutty. The guy is long and lean and muscular, like that swimmer that you slept with in college. Maybe being taken awkwardly on the couch," I offered, hoping this wasn't going a little too far, "means that the event was completely unplanned, and turns you on more because of that."
She paused to think about it for a moment. "I like it when people are doing in partially clothed," she said in agreement, "like they couldn't be bothered to get completely undressed before, you know."
"I don't like it when the girls have French manicures," I said.
"I hate it when the cameraman moves around too much or gets too involved. I *really* hate it when the cameraman and the people onscreen start speaking to each other!"
"The fact that there's an illusion of setting to break seems to suggest that setting is important," I was about to say, but at that moment a friend of hers came over and began to drag her away to meet someone. The agony! How often do you find yourself engaged in porn criticism with a really cute girl at a party? I tried to wait around for her to be done with her conversation, but I eventually decided that was too stalkerish.
----
Fortunately, an hour or so later, I caught up with her in the hallway. She was leaning against the wall, head thrown back in laughter. It seemed like she'd had a few. I tried to act casual when she reached out and grabbed my arm when I walked by.
"People at their computers," she said. "I like to see people at their computers, because they're doing, you know, what I'm doing."
I laughed. "And what is it that you're doing?"
She snorted, and ignored my question.
"Did you start watching porn with a boyfriend? I mean, how did you discover that you were interested in it?"
"Oh, I don't know," she said, and looked at me carefully, as if to decide whether or not I was worthy of what she was about to say, and then continued:
"I didn't really masturbate much growing up. Penetration was really uncomfortable for me, so I put off having sex for a long time. And even after I tried it, my sexual relationships were...unfulfilling, since I wasn't equipped to enjoy half of it." She looked around to make sure that she wasn't being overheard, and then she looked me square in the eyes. "But that all changed one night when, sitting at my computer looking at porn, towel on my chair, a mouse in one hand and a vibrator in the other -- I found my G-spot."
I couldn't possibly follow that up, so I just considered the image instead. She smiled at me, and shook the ice in her empty glass. "Looks like I need another drink," she said.
----
And that was that. I looked for her later on, but I couldn't find her -- perhaps she left with her friend for another party, or maybe she left with someone else. There was so much I still needed to know: how a woman for whom penetration is uncomfortable manages to stimulate her G-spot until she has an orgasm, to be sure, but beyond that: what does she watch? And how? Does she project herself in the sex scenes onscreen, or does she get excited about being a third party, a voyeur? Does she like a lot of different things, or are there a few things that make her particularly hot? What does she want to see as she touches herself just right, pushes herself over that edge?
----
If you're a woman who likes to watch and likes to talk about herself, PM me. I want to talk about what makes us hot and why. We'll trade links to the things that we watch when we want to get off, and talk about whether we've actually done those things, or want to do them, or have them done to us. We'll tell each other our stories with accompanying pictures. It'll be all kinds of fun.
You show me yours, and I'll show you mine!
