HornyCascadian

I get erect a lot of the time, and can stimulate for long periods of time without blowing my load. I also don’t use lube.

I got into erotic fiction and I don’t find myself getting bored. It is as good as pictures.

I have a moderately large penis. Not that large, but enough to fit somewhat snugly in a Magnum condom.

I find vintage erotica as stimulating as modern erotica. She Saw The World’s Fair–And How! is a personal favorite of mine.

There is, to me, a perfect reality, and then a most arousing sexual fantasy. The two dovetail, but are intrinsically separate.

The perfect reality is the stateless, classless, moneyless society of Communism. Otherwise there are various competing sexual fantasies, like seeing a woman fucked by robot arms, or debauchery in a 1950s-looking household.

I really don’t get the whole “guilt-free” part of it because guilt is when I harm someone else. When I truly harm someone else, like my partner, it ruins the fantasy. It’s not a me thing, it’s an us thing: such as fulfilling a girl’s fantasy of being auctioned off or abducted. If the other person isn’t aroused, it doesn’t work.

Individually, only death awaits; collectively, life goes on. That’s my philosophy. A single person can die, but in a community, countless people will be born.