Things That Bang

The media would have us believe that the world is having wild exciting sex. In my last post I had talked about the Durex Survey which concluded that Indians are happy with their sex lives. The survey was met with much skepticism- how can any one be satisfied with their sex lives? There is always room for more passion, multiple orgasms, more positions to be discovered- more....more ...more.

But the 'more' is merely an illusion most of us with normal sex drives are unable to attain. Today's article on Times Online discussed the feelings of sexual inadequacy that hound people:

To be sexually active is to be normal. To explore one’s fantasies (within the boundaries of good taste) is healthy. To admit to anything less is an admission of failure and a sign of inadequacy. As a man, I must maintain a voracious sexual appetite and perform mutually satisfying routines with the precision of a porn star. My partner must be willing to transform herself into a burlesque madam, carefully negotiating the boundaries between adventurous lover and all-out slut, packaged throughout in expensive designer underwear. All of which makes the traditional half-hour missionary bonk, followed by a kiss and a cuddle, rather mundane. The bar has been raised and we must stretch ourselves accordingly; to aspire to anything less is to let down both yourself and your other half.

The author talked about the good old 80s pre-photoshop days when skin magazines showed women as they were- big breasted, butts with cellulite, hairy vaginas and voluptuous. Sex was naughty and earthy unlike present times which cater more to fantasy of fucking a modal on a million dollar yatch instead of doing the gardener or the French maid.

The act of sex has become stressful. Between finding the G-spot, spanking, whipping, giving blow jobs, finding new positions, toys or maintaining a marathon movement to beat the previous record what is lost is the comfort of just slipping out of night clothes and enjoying the tested out positions that would make the couple have orgasms at the end of a tiring day.

Sex, then no longer de-stresses it just adds to the stress we feel in our lives where we are expected to live up to media's society's expectation of leading happening lives with pots of money.

We are continuously bombarded with fictional hot sex lives, even blogs are dedicated to salacious kinky sex lives. How much truth exists in the blogged lines when the blogger says she liked being spanked till welts appeared on her smarting butt or being rammed by a man's 12 inch boner till she squirted a bucket full of liquid?

Out of common courtesy I will not name the blogs though I have laughed myself silly reading such outlandish claims and here is where we need to draw the line. Its more than enough being told we aren't skinny enough, not presentable enough, not rich enough but to be told that we aren't sexy enough is plain asinine.