As I tend to be overly abstract and could (and will) go on with the axioms of Expanded Intimacy (EI), my goal here is to bring together the erudite and the perverted, the sentimental and the rational, the objective and the spiritual. So let us turn this discussion to the carnival of our sexuality.
Though I am not much of a New Ager, I will say that sex has a rather magical quality about. Sex can be a conduit like no other in facilitating human transcendence. Sartre said that “true” transcendence was only possible at the moment of mutual orgasm, when two people are totally open and vulnerable. While I find the concept of “true” transcendence to be a bit too absolute and the overall declaration to be an over simplification, I would not argue that he is on to two very important components of transcendence.
Perhaps a mother breast-feeding her baby is another point of great transcendence. There is a similar biological magic involved in both moments. This is a spell of hormones that are released, which draw us into emotional closeness.
During the first three to six months of a new relationship there are hormones released that create a great deal of tolerance for the new apple of our eye.
Damn, I am still being abstract. Gee, lets see…these hormones create hard throbbing cocks that desire nothing more than to plunge relentlessly into the wet dripping pussies of craven sluts. Okay, I know that doesn’t really cut it for those lurking for a glimpse of my sweet naked wife. But hopefully the glimpse is enough and in time I can meander my way to the dark margins of deprived and psychologically twisted fantasy.
But, we cannot depend solely on her tender breasts. Other should also supply depictions of graphic vulnerability. Though my preference is for the feminine, please take liberty as you wish.
