Friday, August 29, 2014
Lately, I've been exploring a few porn videos. Just casually browsing the Internet and seeing what I can find.
I don't care so much about the visuals of something. Previously in my life, I've been satisfied to find writing that plants words and ideas in my head. I'm all about the words.
But as the internet advances, good sex writing gets harder and harder to come by in the random internet. Yes, there are books, but for just a quick idea session? Not so much. I found myself returning to the same story over and over. A search almost always would turn up videos first, with writing scattered between them. And so, finally I broke and decided to check out some videos.
I love anal sex. So I looked for BDSM anal sex videos.
I found one that turned me on so much I was shocked and fascinated. I'd never had that reaction to a video before.
But just one. It goes from the beginning of the interaction, has lots and lots of talking, shows the prep, the girl's reactions, everything.
Every other video I've found skips around like it has a serious attention deficit disorder. They'll jump from an intro to a flogging to an all-out-ass-fucking faster than my brain can process that it's meant to be watching people having sex in the first place. And close-ups of quick-piston action of a cock into a hole? No thank you? What even is that?
I can only surmise that this is because the people who cut the video figure that male viewers only want to see the most action-oriented parts. But I'm annoyed because if they're going to film something, and obviously there's a camera there the whole time, I want to see the prep and the talking and go with the feelings of the thing. To actually become stirred, I need more than 3 minutes from intro to "AH-AH-AH-AHHHHH."
But maybe that's just me.