Ten Reasons to Have More Sex

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While visiting my parents, I stopped at a drugstore.  The free publication rack at the front of the store near the exit featured a local magazine called Family Health & Wellness.  This is the sort of publication that covers health topics such as choosing the right optometrist, coping with menopause, and the importance of eating dinner together as  a family.  People read the well-meaning advice, feel better about themselves, and patronize the magazine’s sponsors.  The status quo is maintained.

The headline “10 Reasons to Have More Sex” caught my eye.  And why wouldn’t it?  It was placed conspicuously on the cover, in glaring yellow type.  People are repressed, especially in the overwhelmingly conservative locale where my parents live.  Said people will pick up a free magazine that has the word “sex” on the cover.  Though I didn’t expect to read anything particularly salacious, or for that matter anything I didn’t already know, I nonetheless took a copy.  I could admit to being skeptical before I read the article, or for that matter before I even opened the magazine.  What sort of cutting-edge sexual advice could I possibly glean from a free magazine I got in one of the most conservative parts of California?

The first thought that ran through my head upon seeing the headline was, Why do people need to be given reasons to have more sex?  I can think of numerous reasons why more sex is a good thing, though the physical enjoyment I take from sex itself will always trump any others.  Fucking for cash?  Hey, that’s great.  I’d love to try that.  Fucking to save the world, or to end war or global famine?  Talk about noble, selfless reasons!  Fucking to spite someone else?  Hate to admit it, but I’ve done that.  More than these or any other conceivable reasons, though, I love sex because it’s fun.  Even were that the only reason to fuck, it would be enough.

The article opened on a two-page spread showing a middle-aged couple about to get busy:  Bland, white-collar husband runs his hand through the hair of his bourgeois forty-something wife as she tugs on his loosened necktie.  Their faces are close, though not close enough to kiss.  Nothing against the two models who presumably met the day they posed for this photo, but it features all the romance and eroticism you’d expect from a Viagra commercial.  The caption in the corner of the photo promises “10 Mind-Blowing Reasons to Make More Love.”  They are obviously talking about sex in the context of a stable, committed relationship.  That’s understandable; a publication that focuses on health and wellness (family health and wellness, for that matter) is probably not the place to seek advice on late-night bar hookups.

The introduction makes evident the tone of the article:

It’s been a long day and you’re wiped out.  Your boss was breathing down your neck all day, the kids have a science project due tomorrow, the dinner dishes are piled in the sink, and you just want a minute to relax.  The obligations of everyday life are wearing you down, and nothing sounds better than an hour on the sofa with your favorite television program.  But the feel of your significant other’s hands caressing the back of your neck [suggests] he or she has other, more intimate, activities in mind.  Before you mutter an unenthused, “Not tonight, honey,” we have 10 reasons you should turn off the TV and turn down the lights for a little “somethin’, somethin’.”

This, in and of itself, is the crux of the problem.  People don’t prioritize sex.  They’re too tired or stressed out.  They’re stretched too thin.  Television is the higher priority for much of society.  Heaven forbid we miss American Idol because we’re engaging in recreational, non-procreative sex.  Yes, we all have DVRs and can watch it anytime we like, but if we don’t watch it tonight someone on Facebook might spoil who was eliminated, and that would ruin the whole season.

I’m not going to bother listing the ten reasons to have more sex according to the article.  Suffice it to say that the reasons involve things like exercise (“it’s like a workout…in bed”), boosting one’s self-esteem, and general health concerns.  Some of the advice is fairly common-sense:  Reason #4 is that during sex endorphins are released, which create euphoric feelings, making it a natural anti-depressant.  Reason #7 is that sex is an investment in one’s relationship, and that by having sex a couple reconnects physically, and strengthens their bond.  Reason #9 is that regular sex can lead to greater or more visible affection between partners, demonstrating to the kids that romantic love is healthy.

Not all the advice was necessarily correct.  One of the reasons listed is that frequent sexual intercourse reduces the risk of heart disease.  While this is technically accurate, the article states that it’s not solely sexual activity but rather any increased physical activity that curtails such ailments.  Additionally, the article cites studies that claim that regular orgasms (two or more per week) lead to increased prostate health.  The article then acknowledges that the studies’ findings are actually inconclusive but recommends more frequent orgasms just in case.

Look, I’m not one to complain about non-harmful sex advice.  Whatever reasons people want to use to justify frequent sex, I’m all for it.  The way I see it, if more people were not only having regular sex but actually enjoying it and not feeling guilty about it, the world would be a better place.  People in general would be happier, there would be less war – or none at all! – road rage would be a thing of the past, and you’d have far fewer overcompensating dickheads making public policy that affects the lives of the disenfranchised.

The biggest problem I have with the article, though, is that “It feels great!” is the tenth and final reason.  It’s not the first reason.  It’s not even the ninth reason.  It’s the last one!  The article treats it like an afterthought, stating incidentally that “sex is a normal part of being a healthy person, both emotionally and physically.”  And while this is undoubtedly true, that should have boosted it a lot higher than #10.

Why does “It feels great!” have to come last, after all the bullshit cajoling of the previous nine reasons?  Everyone reading the article is aware that sex feels good.  In fact, it’s probably the first thing that most people think when they hear the word “sex”, if their minds aren’t clouded by a lifetime of societally-imposed shame and guilt.  Trust me, no thirteen-year-old in the midst of puberty wants to have sex so that he or she can enjoy a life free of atherosclerosis and hypertension.

Do we really have to tell people to fuck their spouses so they won’t die of cardiovascular illness at age fifty?  Are we really telling people to fuck their spouses so they will be confident enough to excel at work and be promoted?  Sure, these are semi-valid reasons to have sex.  But I’ve got to think that if this manner of persuasion needs to be employed, the recipient isn’t really into it in the first place.

I’m all for positive representation of non-procreative sex in the media, especially in the religious-conservative community where I found the magazine.  But while articles like these are promising, we have clearly not moved past all of our hangups.  Why can’t we simply acknowledge that sex is fun and that it feels great?  Why must we placate the masses by rationalizing that sex is about anything other than physical and emotional pleasure?  Why must we first tell them that it’ll fix what’s wrong with their marriage, get them into shape, and facilitate good health before lowering the boom?

Ultimately my disappointment is not in the article, its author, or the publication itself.  My disappointment is, as always, in the society that has made tiptoeing around the issue of sexual pleasure somehow necessary.

-Jack

Mood Lighting Monday

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Some of the pictures week took for last week’s The Naughty Hangout post were so good we had trouble choosing just one.  Here’s one of the shots that didn’t make the cut.

-Jill

Sinful Sunday: Thumb Cuffs

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If you’ve read this blog for any length of time, you know that we are BDSM novices.  We’ve never used a St. Andrew’s Cross.  I’ve never been spanked with anything more exotic or unusual than a hairbrush.  The extent of our bondage experience would be considered extremely vanilla by many of the bloggers we follow.  You probably also know that while I am often submissive, this label does not define who I am sexually.  However, sometimes it’s very sexy to absolutely and totally give up control.  It’s exciting to be completely reliant on someone else, to know that you need the other person and must trust them completely.  I can’t imagine trusting anyone as much as I trust Jack.

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Last Night

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Jack joined me in the shower.

I love it when we get to shower together.  It’s such a thrill to be naked anywhere, but there’s something so intimate about being together under the hot spray, basking in steam and slippery lather.  We joke about conserving water, and we pretend that it’s all about getting clean, but it’s really about getting dirty.  Jack started by kissing my neck, that one spot just below my ear that would certainly have gotten me wet if I wasn’t already.

After a few minutes spent making out and groping, we began to soap each other up.  I washed Jack first, and then he returned the favor.  He paid special attention to my hair, knowing how much it turns me on to have skilled fingers massaging my scalp.  I’m not joking, I get physically aroused.  In fact, I was so aroused that when he was done he spread my lips and began to stroke my clit with his fingers.  I steadied myself against his chest and buried my face in his shoulder as I braced myself for orgasm.

It was a particularly intense climax.  After I came, I spent a few moments catching my breath before dropping to my knees and taking Jack’s cock in my mouth.  As I did, the shampoo ran from my hair onto my back and my shoulders, dripping down my body and onto the shower floor.  I reached up to play with his nipples, then down to cradle and caress his balls.  While it was happening, I thought of the times when we were dating and we’d come in from a late-night swim in an icy swimming pool and take a hot shower in order to warm up.  The shower would always end with me giving Jack a blowjob, and swallowing his cum.

History repeats itself.  As I thought fondly of those exciting shower blowjobs, Jack tightened his grip on my hair, told me he was cumming, and let loose.  As he moaned lustfully with release, I felt his warm, sweet offering flood my mouth faster than I could down it all.  I took him as deep as I could, feeling the last few spurts hit the back of my throat, and then when he had finished I lovingly licked him clean.

We turned off the shower and dried off.  It was time to get into bed, though we wouldn’t be sleeping for quite awhile.

-Jill

Formspring Friday: Unusual Turn-Ons

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What is one thing that you think is incredibly sexy that most others wouldn’t?

Jack’s Answer

My turn-ons are pretty broad.  I go for all the typical stuff:  Full, round asses and soft, comfortable breasts where one can lay one’s head and drift off to sleep.  Sexy, pouting lips that hint at exquisite oral pleasure to come.  Long legs.  Pretty, scintillating eyes of any color.  I like personality, intelligence, and sense of humor.  I find all of these things arousing, and I acknowledge that most people probably do as well.  The fact is, most of what turns me on is fairly mainstream.  There is, however, one thing that comes to mind, and while it may not be universally sexy, it’s definitely not the sort of thing that no one finds sexy but me.  That one thing is glasses.

They say that boys don’t make passes at girls who wear glasses.  If that’s true, then I suppose thanks are in order; because the boys refrained from showing their appreciation for the cute bespectacled young lasses, they enjoyed it all the more when I did.  Glasses are often a sign of intelligence – most people don’t screw up their eyes from watching too much reality TV – and frequently symbolize quirkiness or geekiness.  Often the preconception that comes with wearing glasses belie the reality, as most of the women I’ve known who wore glasses were quite wild and unpredictable.

Jill’s Answer

Watching a man interact with a baby or a small child is one of the biggest turn-ons that I can think of that doesn’t directly involve sex.  There is something very exciting about seeing a Dad (or an uncle or in some cases even a grandfather) hold a baby with confidence, kiss her gently on the head, and talk to her in a reassuring voice.  If he makes the baby giggle by tickling her or blowing on her belly, even better.  Watching a man rock a baby in his arms, or even dance while cradling her can provoke not only a physical reaction in me, but a very strong emotional reaction as well.  If the child is a toddler and he’s dancing with her standing on his feet, it brings tears to my eyes.

It really depends on the guy, of course, but watching a strong man be so tender and loving toward a child, without reservation or self-consciousness, is sexy.  A guy who I wouldn’t ordinarily find attractive can completely change my opinion based on how he acts with a baby.  I don’t know why I feel this way, but it’s very real to me.  I can’t be the only woman who is so affected by witnessing a man’s paternal instinct.  I see this a lot with Jack.  He’s hardly the sort of man to adopt a tough, macho exterior.  But when I see him hold our daughter, talk to her, or play with her, it melts my heart, especially if he doesn’t know that I’m watching.

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Flash Fiction Friday: Model Release

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Trish didn’t want to get naked.  That was evident by the way she kept her legs crossed in front of her, purse clutched tightly to her body.
“Why don’t you lose the purse?” the photographer suggested.  Trish swallowed hard, but then followed the direction she had been given.  Her hands trembled as she relinquished her purse.  Her eyes betrayed fear, even shame.
Trish knew that nudity was stipulated in her contract.  She had already accepted payment in exchange for baring all.  But she couldn’t clear the mental hurdle staring her in the face.  Beyond her own fear, she worried about what her parents would say if they found out.  
“You’re nervous.  I know you are.”  The voice was warm, reassuring.  “Look, fair is fair.  If it’ll make you more comfortable, I’ll take off my clothes too.”  Trish looked up.  “I wouldn’t ask a model to do something I wasn’t willing to do.  Would you like that?”
Trish nodded.
The photographer quickly got undressed, then stepped behind the camera.
“Your turn,” she said. (172/175)
Behind the Scenes
This week, Ram the Sunlover‘s Flash Fiction Friday assignment featured the above prompt photo and the required word “payment”.  Additionally, rather than a maximum word limit, a range of between 171 and 175 words was imposed.  In the past I’ve been accustomed to writing Flash Fiction with either no minimum word count, or else a much wider range between minimum and maximum.  The narrow range required careful writing and very deliberate wording.
It is not necessarily a judgment of the prompt itself to say that I found this week’s challenge relatively uninspiring.  Although I spent more time than usual pondering the photo and considering possible story threads, I was unable to come up with any solid ideas with my usual speed.  There have been weeks in the past where it took a long time to think of a story, but this week I questioned whether I’d be able to do it.
I’m not sure why this is; I found the image itself aesthetically appealing, and briefly considered having the young lady pictured be a photographer at a department store photo studio.  This could have made a semi-comedic story; people come in to take family portraits only to find that the photographer is naked.  But I abandoned the idea when I acknowledged that while there are some Flash Fiction Friday regulars who could pull off such a radical idea, I’m probably not one of them.
Despite the image of a naked woman behind the camera, I chose to leave the gender of the photographer ambiguous until the final line of the story, wherein the revelation that the photographer is female is something of a plot twist.  The title, “Model Release”, refers less to the legal document signed by the subject of a photograph allowing its publication than it does to the model’s eventual willingness to be naked on camera.
Deleted Scenes
In writing this week’s story, I managed to pace myself pretty well.  In fact, I brought in the first draft at 169 words, two words short of the minimum.  Thus, there is no material written for this story that didn’t make the cut.  However, before coming up with the idea I actually used, I had a completely different idea – more like a seed, admittedly – that I actually wrote half a paragraph of before losing interest.  I’ll have to keep it handy should it fit a future Flash Fiction Friday prompt.
Soundtrack
“Porcelain” by the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

The Naughty Hangout: A Candlelit Soak

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“Shadows” is the main theme at The Naughty Hangout this week.  We’ve played around with light and shadows in our photography before, and we love how low light makes just about anything look sexier and more mysterious.  That’s why we decided to go with “Shadows” rather than one of the backup themes.  Plus, who doesn’t enjoy a relaxing bath?

-Jill

On Display

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I lie on the bed, my legs splayed garishly for your enjoyment.  The strip of material stretches thin, my pussy glistening visibly underneath.  I hook my thumbs inside the waistband of my panties, lifting my ass up from the mattress and sliding them off.  After discarding them at the foot of the bed, my hand settles between my legs, fingers quickly landing on my clit.

The first few strokes are strictly for show.  I’m only getting warmed up.  I stare out, locking eyes, fancying that I can read your thoughts.  You stare back, focused, unable to hide your lust.  My fingers move slowly and deliberately, more determined to put on a sexy performance than to bring pleasure to my swollen, aching bud.

Though I can’t see it for myself, I know you must be aroused.  As one hand continues its dance over my slick, hungry pussy, the other brings one of my breasts close to my mouth.  My lips can’t quite reach my nipple, but a tongue certainly can.  You gasp at the sight, and I manage to stifle a giggle.  I’ve got you eating out of my hand.

Thoughts of your arousal fill my mind.  I lean back, resting supine.  Though I can see nothing but the ceiling, I feel your eyes on me.  I imagine your hands wandering over my body, your lips kissing parts of me that have never before been kissed.  In my mind I can feel your weight on top of me, your hardness filling me up.  My body throbs with desire.

I slip two fingers inside myself, pressing up on my G-spot before withdrawing them and caressing my clit.  My strokes are no longer strictly for show.  I don’t know when it changed, but I am now a woman on a mission, intent upon my own pleasure.  I won’t stop until I’ve climaxed.  Whether my performance arouses you is strictly incidental.

Yes, I’m aware that you’re watching, but only barely.  Nothing matters but my orgasm, looming over me like a shadow.  Each flick of my fingers pushes me closer to the edge.  And when I reach the edge, one last stroke sends me over.  I climax noisily, shamelessly, unconcerned with who might hear.

Now it’s your turn.  Come use my body for your pleasure.

-Jill

Retro HNT: I love my rabbit!

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“I love my rabbit!”, posted June 3, 2010

In 2010, we posted fifty-two consecutive weeks of pictures at OHNT.  We’re posting them on our blog, one per week.  They can be found here, along with background information and all the comments they received.

TMI Tuesday: May 1, 2012 – The Here & Now

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Jack’s Answers
1. Are you wearing any jewelry? What?
Just my wedding band.  

This is not what I’m talking about.
2. What are you listening to now?
Nothing.  There is total silence in the house right now.  My daughter has fallen asleep on the couch – which is how I find myself with five minutes to answer these questions – and the television is off.  For the first time in my life, I am not only comfortable with silence, but I in fact crave it like a drug addict craves whatever substance he or she needs to be at peace.

It feels a lot like this.
3. What is the last piece of entertainment media (i.e., cd, download, book, DVD) that you purchased? Do you recommend it?

The last thing I picked up was either a used copy of an out-of-print book on film, or Mark Wahlberg’s 2012 film Contraband.  Not sure which as it might have been the same day for both.  Haven’t read the book; haven’t seen the film.  Therefore I cannot yet say whether I recommend either.

4. What kind of undergarments are you wearing right now? Care to post a photo?
I’m wearing the sexiest pair of boxers you’ve ever seen.  On someone else?  Not so sexy.  On me?  Very sexy.

You asked.  You have no one to blame but yourself.
5. What is your current mood?
My daughter is asleep.  I’m elated.  Add to that the fact that Jill will be home in just shy of an hour, and you have a man who is also horny, and hopeful that the baby stays sleeping for awhile.

6. What is the best looking thing about you today?
My face, especially my eyes.  My face is my best feature most days.  I’m not sure whether that’s a testament to how handsome I am, or to how badly I need to get in shape.

Hey, fuck you. I am handsome.
7. Fill in the blank. Tonight I’m looking forward to _____________ .
Sex.  It’s what I’m looking forward to most nights.  And most days.  Sleep would be nice too, but if I have to pick one or the other I’m going with sex.  That’s probably why I’m always tired.
Bonus: Tell me something good…anything you want to share. Just do it
I got 100% on my spelling test.

This had nothing to do with it.
Jill’s Answers
1. Are you wearing any jewelry? What?
I’m wearing my wedding and engagement rings on one hand, and a Claddagh ring on the other.  In addition, I’m wearing a necklace with a Claddagh pendant, and my grandmother’s silver bangle.

Sorry.  Posting a picture of Susanna Hoffs here is too juvenile, even for us.

2. What are you listening to now?
My students, arguing over whose shark drawing is cooler.

The correct answer:  None of them.

3. What is the last piece of entertainment media (i.e., cd, download, book, DVD) that you purchased? Do you recommend it?
I downloaded Tristan Taormino’s book Opening Up for the Kindle app on my iPhone.  I’m not done with it yet, but so far I love it.

4. What kind of undergarments are you wearing right now? Care to post a photo?
I’m wearing a black bra and a matching black thong.  I look, to quote Jack, hot as fuck.

Per your request.

5. What is your current mood?
I’m tired but very happy!  Work is almost over for the day.

It feels a lot like this.

6. What is the best looking thing about you today?
My boobs.  I LOVE this bra.

7. Fill in the blank. Tonight I’m looking forward to _____________ .
Sex and sleep.  The baby was up all night coughing, and I’m exhausted.  So I am hopeful for a good night’s sleep, but I want an intense orgasm and some cum first.

Bonus: Tell me something good…anything you want to share. Just do it
I have the most amazing husband who loves me completely.

And he’s got a huge cock.

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