 Today's post has to be prefaced by a disclaimer: I am as open, erotic and non judgmental as they come. I am non religious (though deeply spiritual) and have hedonistic tendencies that I try to balance with a degree of healthy but not restrictive responsibility. In a society that seems to be increasingly promoting the practice of wringing out as many orgasms as you possibly can out of your body and everyone else's, it feels a bit risky to say enough is enough.
This post has been building for some time, but was triggered by an email from a favourite sex furniture company, advertising their sex toys via an article. Sex toys that admittedly give far more intense stimulation than a partner ever could, encouraging the disconnecting practice of cozying up to you computer screen with scenes and sensations far hotter than anything real life has to offer. Ahhh this is bliss. Isn't it? Empowering just to be able to take care of yourself. Is it? I also have countless clients who confess with frustration that their loved ones are not interested in sex, often to the point of refusing cuddling, massages and non sexual touch. However, they are quite happy to spend a few minutes with BOB (Battery operated Boyfriend) who “does the job.” Some wires are crossed here, and something isn't working. For the record, aforementioned sex furniture is Great Stuff.
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