I think that porn can lead to unrealistic expectations on the part of the man for his partner–in terms of responsiveness, touch, preferences and the actual response(not to say that it does, but that it can). I think heavy porn watching does a couple no favors at all–depending on the couple. I speak from personal experience. I realize there are couples out there who fully enjoy porn and feel it enhances their sex life. (I have yet to meet any such couple in real life, but that may be because porn is usually not a discussion among couples face to face. At least not of my generation).
I confess I don’t understand how porn can be such an enhancement for both partners. What happens in your bedroom is your business, so I am not judging those people, just saying I just don’t get it.
Porn can and is used as a way of distancing one self from a real relationship-more so than will ever be admitted to here(I’ve had this conversation many times here. What I hear here does not jive with what I’ve heard from girlfriends in RL. No doubt there is middle ground, sorry to digress). I don’t necessarily agree with Ms Wolf re “young women know they can’t compete”–I don’t think that competition is the correct word. I think compare is a better one. I know I am not airbrushed, cellulite free and eager to take all nine inches down my throat. When I was 118 pounds and pretty damned hot, if I do say so myself, I still had body image issues (more so than now–young women are incredibly hard on themselves re their looks). And it’s not just looks or body–it’s what’s done in porn. I don’t act like that, I don’t want to act like that(in or out of bed), I don’t have a lot of respect for women who do act like porn stars do on screen.
Speaking for myself, I know I will not climax in 5 minutes, that I would never let a guy come all over my face, that I wouldn’t have sex with a pizza delivery person. To see someone do so irks me beyond words. It’s BS; it’s not real; and you will get a not so nice surprise once we’re in bed because I don’t follow that script. Supposedly guys know this. IME, the pizza and the money shot aren’t expected, but the rest?
Ok, so porn is supposed to equal fantasy. Perhaps I am imaginationly* retarded then, because 1. I don’t fantasize like that at all. and 2. it seems that the emphasis is on the man’s climax, no matter how many times Bambi screams out O God. My expression of sexuality does not compare to Bambi’s–in fact, Bambi is an alien to me.
Porn is also easier–no fickle partner to please. No “but this worked and you got off last time–what is your problem this time” type thing. Mistee will always do what you want-every time. And she can go until you get tired. I see the appeal of porn to certain guys.
I have never seen my fantasies online or in a movie. No, they don’t involve a Kitchen Aid mixer, peanut butter and small animals… My fantasies deal with much LESS detail–more like a montage of shots of skin, tongue, hands, body parts. I can get hot just watching a guy roll up his Oxford shirt sleeves–depending on the guy, his hands and the way the light falls on his arms.
My fantasies have no “plot”; no farcical interaction between siliconed people etc. The whole thing is a turn off for me (I mean porn in general). To risk a bad pun, porn is too in your face for me. Plus, it’s dull. It’s the same thing, time after time. Yes, look, she’s sucking on his cock, again. And sucking on his cock is making HER come! What an interesting concept… (not that one is not aroused by arousing one’s partner, I’m just saying).
Erotica is a different story–like most women, I prefer to read about sexual encounters and then imagine.
Sometimes I think it’s all a cruel joke. Men are wired to be visual and aroused by the visual. Women are wired to be sensual and aroused by sensations. He wants to see/watch/look and she wants to touch/feel/be. (a gross generalization, but overall, I think I’m correct).
*imaginatively means something else. I want to say my imagination is stunted, not that I am creatively dull. Or something. 