Insert Heavy Existential Sigh Here
I find it very sad that someone believed — and I suspect correctly — it was necessary to put up this site to make things clear to young men that there was a difference between porn sex and sex with a real live girl. It’s like when you have to tell a five-year-old that cartoon physics only apply inside of cartoons, except fifteen years on, and somewhat messier.
I don’t know. Maybe I was wise beyond my years, but I figured out early on that any piece of film designed to get a guy off in under three minutes probably wasn’t going to paint an entirely accurate representation of a woman’s own desires. I thought everyone knew. You knew, right?
(Hint for the men: This is where you say, “Oh, yes, of course!”)
(Hint for the women: This is where you resist rolling your eyes.)
Also, the above link? Possibly not entirely safe for work. And no, there’s no porn there.