Warning: Naughty language ahead!

It’s 12:42 p.m. I’ve been studying for an hour and forty minutes.

I woke up early, wrote an article, did some work, answered emails, got the kids ready and off to school, went to the studio, came back home, inhaled a hot pepper and dijon sandwich and started reading my chapters.

I can feel it coming on—that urge, the stimulation without being stimulated. The subject matter I’m studying is certainly not arousing, not at all, but I’m aroused.

I’m at the time in my menstrual cycle, when I’m ovulating and horny as hell.

I minimize the window I’m on, and open a private window—just in case I die tomorrow and my computer is confiscated, my loved ones will never have to know I was on R*****e the day before.

Clean as a whistle!

Whatever. I don’t care anymore. Actually, that’s not true. I do care. I care very much. It’s why I wrote this article—to give us permission to enjoy what we enjoy.

I love porn. I’m not ashamed to say it, and you shouldn’t be either.

I’ve always been fascinated by the human form of man and woman and the way they interlock and mate. I love writing about sex and fantasy.

It turns me on to watch a man and woman f*ck. I love the way it looks and sounds. I love the fluidity of the movement—the way he holds her leg as her breasts wave with the motion of his pulse. It’s hot and it makes me cum.

I’m picky, though. I’m careful with my viewing pleasure.

I only watch films that are well executed and host consenting actors. If I notice fear in his or her eyes, malaise or intoxication, I turn it off immediately.

I’ve yet to have that occur with the productions I view (Nubile Films and Passion HD, if you’re looking for suggestions). I do not condone derelict and downright abusive films.

If you are interested in more information about the dark side of pornography and what to boycott specifically, I highly recommend watching Hot Girls Wanted (it’s on Netflix).

Not all porn is bad, and let’s be realistic, pornography dominates the web. My friend says, “The internet is porn.” 

Pornography has always existed—just look at the hieroglyphs the Egyptians left behind. The difference? These days we broadcast in HD, instead of carving it into rock.

Whether you lived in 3200 B.C.E. or you’re alive now, in 2015, nothing’s really changed. We’re still the same: We are animals at heart and sexual beings at the root.

We love sex.

We love talking about it, reading about it, having it and watching it—even if we won’t admit it.

Well, I will! I love sex and I love porn.

Does this make me a bad person?

No. It makes me human and f*cking honest.

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Relephant Read:

How to Tell if You Have a Healthy Relationship With Porn. {Adult}

Bonus: Waylon & Lodro Rinzler: Buddhist Wisdom on Relationships: Sex, Online Dating, Porn and Potatoes.

Author: Rebecca Lammerson

Editor: Toby Israel

Photo: Courtesy of the author

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