sex secrets of the ancients!!

[johncomic]

The way I see it [i.e., oversimplified], the two most common motivations for sex are lust and love.

Lust-sex is plain ol' garden-variety horniness. Someone has amazing boobs or pecs or abs or cheeks or whatever, for whatever reason you look at 'em and your juices start churnin', someone please plant them in my lap right now. You got a button, someone pushes it. Simple enough.

Love-sex is more like "I want this person because they are them." You get to know someone, the better you know them the more they appeal to you, and finally you wanna be together with them every way you can. And, if you can still manage to be objective, you admit that they do not look anything like your standard poster, magazine cover, centerfold, etc. And it doesn't matter, you still could not want them more.

I will admit that I have never been the recipient of lust-sex. Anyone who ever wanted me, did so after a long period of getting to know me. I have never been the guy that caught someone's eye across a crowded room. So I can't speak about lust-sex from any kind of direct experience, but here's what I'm thinkin' just now...

Men are expected to desire lust-sex. They see a babe and go poinggg, do a total Tex Avery meltdown, etc., and everyone shrugs. Women, however, are only "allowed" to want lust-sex if it's mutual. By which I mean, if you look like Jessica Rabbit [or even if you just look like a "plain, normal, nice-lookin' gal"] and you openly drool over some hunk, that's okay. [Now. As opposed to say 20 or 30 years ago, when that would brand even the most volcanic of goddesses as some kinda sicko slut...] If a gal inspires lust-sex, then it's "understandable" that she experiences lust-sex too. [Cuz she's just natcherly a all-round hottie, o' course...]

But women who don't fit the correct mold, who don't "look sexy", aren't allowed to feel sexy unless it's within the safe, approved, de-clawed, "butterflies 'n' bunnies" context of love-sex. If you don't have the right shape or the right features, yet you persist in melting with ravenous need over some chiselled piece o' beef, you're looked on as somehow unseemly, or pathetic, or embarrassing, maybe even psychotic. Definitely improper.

And my god if you're old....

It was not so long ago that old people just flat out did not have or want sex, period. Seniors' rights groups have slowly and laboriously chipped away at this, so that now elderly couples can share a room in the retirement home. [In some retirement homes, at least...] Society is slowly admitting that, if these two prunes love each other, then shucks I guess we sorta have to let 'em act like it. So the elderly are finally allowed a bit of safe, butterflies 'n' bunnies mutual cuddlin'....

But is there anything that still draws such automatic, panic-stricken, rapid-fire denial-slash-intervention as the spectacle of some skinny little old biddy whistling at a bodybuilders' competition? I mean, the geezers with trophy blondes are bad enough, but if an old woman dares to admit that she's pantin' 'n' droolin' for a good solid rogering from whoever can give her more and better... who among us is brave enough to accept that? And how about if she actually manages to get the good solid rogering....??

Sure, Mae West sorta got away with it, but she was rich...