What is porn? Well for me it’s something, be it images, video or text, that gives you sexual arousal. How it is different from erotica? To be honest, I have absolutely no idea! My take on it is that erotica has more of a background story to it, a connection to the characters. But that is just my view and everybody will have a different opinion as porn is very divisive and very subjective.
I would say I tend to go more for porn than erotica, simply because if I’m using something to get off then I don’t have much time for the background stories and description. I don’t want to feel an emotional connection, I don’t want to feel any intimacy I need the emotionless disconnect for it to work.
My first adventures in the world of porn was the day I bought a copy of The Sport ‘newspaper’*, I was with my parents at the time but I was young, naive and the headline intrigued me. Later when I got it home to read a whole new world was opened up for me.
I then moved on to buying top shelf magazines from a newsagent. Not a local one mind, I would make sure I wasn’t round the corner from home and not use the same one each time.
Never in that time did I ever look at images of men, it was always women and that hasn’t changed at all. Both in my porn and my fantasies, the focus is on women with men only featuring as a facilitator.
I’ve occasionally watched porn with partners, including Sir, although that’s only been on one occasion and wasn’t the sexy experienced we were hoping for. Girls with Essex accents, dressed in track suits not even bothering to put a cigarette out caused us to be in fits of giggles.
I’d love to watch more with him, being made to suck his cock whilst he watches but porn isn’t his thing. Apparently over use when he was younger has just turned him away from it. As he can be a bit of a closed book at times it does make it difficult to explore his fantasies and find out more about what he likes.
Getting home from work earlier than him means I get the house to myself for an hour and I sometimes use that time for a bit of ‘me time’. I find the sound of porn can be very fake which is a real turn off for me. I also find that watching films doesn’t allow my fantasies to flow and following someone else’s story doesn’t necessarily work for me.
I much prefer still images, I can form a story of what’s happening in my mind. Sometimes I’ll project myself into the image, sometimes if a new idea is forming I’ll take a step back and let the voyeur in me enjoy what’s happening to someone else.
It seems I haven’t come all that far, I started off looking at images in magazines now I just view images online instead!
However it is my porn done my way, and I won’t be shamed into viewing it in any other way, that is what gets me going.
* It wasn’t a newspaper at all, it was worse than a tabloid but I can’t find the right words that could describe it to be honest.