I’m a visual person, a voyeur. That means I like to watch. Strike that. I love to watch, but the kind of porn that soaks my panties might surprise you. Watching a man with an intimidatingly large penis pound a pencil thin woman with cantaloupes for breasts while she’s on her knees, her back, upside down, or sideways doesn’t even make me moist. If I want to see that, I can look into the mirror, except I won’t see the pencil thin and produce part. What makes me squirm in my seat is watching a woman bringing another woman to a mind-bending orgasm using her fingers and tongue. But I’m not a lesbian and I’m not a bisexual. I’m not even bi-curious, and because of that, there was a time when I questioned why I found another woman exploring every curvaceous inch of another woman’s body so sensual. I felt especially uncomfortable since having sex with a woman is something that I’m only interested in if there is a man involved in some capacity. Whether he’s hands-on, or giving explicit instructions, or simply watching, I need that male third-party involvement to be able to fully enjoy the experience. So the answer to why I find lesbian porn so erotic is simple really. I just like it.
I also like to watch masturbation porn. Men, women, it doesn’t matter. I like them both, but there’s something unbelievably hot about watching a man’s chest heave as his breath comes quicker, his eyelids slip closed and his head falling back as he strokes himself into bliss. So sexy. I don’t understand though why male masturbation is classified as ‘gay porn.’ Not throwing anyone under the bus here, but women like it too PornHub. I’ve given gay porn a shot as well, but it does nothing for me. However, I find reading M/M erotica very scintillating, especially when it’s written from the female point of view.
Bondage porn really doesn’t float my boat either. Most of it anyway. I do like to watch a young woman, wrists bound, legs spread wide as she’s forced to orgasm over and over again. And just so we’re clear, that doesn’t make me a switch or a sadist. I like it because I want to be her.
On the flipside, I’m also an exhibitionist. I love knowing a man is licking his lips as his intense gaze locks on my body while he drinks up every movement, every moan. It’s a high that’s more addicting than any drug. A lot of my fantasies aren’t about hot, sexy bodies, but rather about faces that have watched me intently as if no one else existed in the world at that moment but me as I pleased myself for him.
The bottom line here is the type of porn that gets your juices flowing doesn’t determine your sexuality. The world wide web offers a smorgasbord of porn. Take advantage of it. Taste all of it to find your niche, and don’t ever let anyone tell you that you ought to be embarrassed or ashamed about what arouses you, unless it’s dog porn because…
That’s all kinds of fucked up.
