Online vs RL Sex Or The Return of Noname (NSWF and NC17!)
Do you remember Noname, on who I had a very non-platonic crush on last year? (Btw, OMG, it's been a year! THAT WENT SO FAST!)
So meanwhile, we have been in contact on and off on Twitter. In January or February I asked him out for a fuck drink but he refused rather bluntly and I left it at that-we still commented on each others tweets though.
Apparently it was to remain a one night stand, which was sad, because sex with him had been fun-he had been the perfect mix of uninhibited and respectful, filthy and sweet-but sometimes it's not meant to be.
Then life got busy-my job got, despite it being only part time, extremely demanding. I slept with a few OKC conquests who were nice. As I said plenty of times before, I'm not picky-as long as they're decent looking and no rightwingers I'm pretty easy going. I know a lot of people complain about OKC but I had luck with the guys. Some were more fun than others but overall they were all a decent bunch of lads.
A few weeks ago, Noname broke the by now familiar pattern of commenting on and fav'ing each other tweets and DM'ed me. We chatted a bit which was nice.
Yesterday he tweeted from Perth where he was for work and I commented and then he DM'ed me again. This time though we went straight to the Good Stuff.
"Send me pictures," he demanded.
Being typically easy and slutty :p I immediately complied and sent him a naked pic of me.
"More!" he typed.
"Show me more."
"I want to see more of you."
He sent me pics of himself-wild curly hair, now shoulder-length, smooth chest, dark arm pits, hard dick. JACKPOT.
As polite manners demand he dutifully and enthusiastically praised my body parts and then we proceeded to have great online sex.
Which made me think that sometimes online sex is even better than RL sex. Or at least, there are some aspects of online sex that are great.
First of all, we send each other pics, of the face, the lips, the eyes, the breasts, arms, legs, genitals in various states of arousal. We are allowed to look, and we zero in on particular areas. True, we also edit-posing, picking the best shots, heightening contrasts or adding warmth in increasing the yellow tone. So we manipulate the way the other sees us.
Second, we are describing actions, putting our touches into words. "I can feel you," or "I'd like to ride you," or "I want to taste you." It's different than outright committing these things, wordlessly. In RL sex we have our ways of letting the body speak and act and in a way remove ourselves from this physicality.
In RL sex you lose yourself which is a great thing too, you get readily absorbed by sensations-skin contact, cock, cunt, bodily fluids. Sometimes you drown in these flurry of activities, taste and smell and sounds, everything becomes a blur and later it becomes hard to remember, hard to distinguish.
Maybe to me, the most important distinction between RL sex and online sex is that in RL sex we can somehow pretend to be passive as strange as that sounds. We often describe ongoings as "happening to us" but with online sex there is no escaping the fact that we're active.
Online sex demands a commitment to being visible and present. And that too has its advantages. Sending a pic while typing and at the same time keeping up your arousal is a great way to be hyper-aware of yourself and the other, to perfectly separate each sensation, each action.
(And, btw, the best thing-we had fun from 3am to 6:30am in the morning. Then around 12pm he Dm'ed again. Yes, with a hard on.)