So, I’ve just watched Pamela Anderson on This Morning banging on (pardon the pun) about how men and women should not be watching porn. Well that’s lovely, isn’t it Pam. I’m pretty sure my husband had his first wank over a picture of your fanny.
Personally, I don’t see the biggie here. Porn has kept men quiet (and women) for years. It’s saved me a job on many a night and I’m grateful for that, as long as husband remembers to delete the history on the kids’ ipad afterwards, I don’t wish my sons to be exposed to the joys of watching female ejaculation just yet.
When talking to my friends about porn, I find they generally fall into 2 categories:
- Those who claim their partner absolutely does not watch porn (puh-lease!!) and would consider that to be a form of cheating.
- Those who, although not entirely happy, do accept that all men watch porn and let them get on with it.
Ladies in the first category, come on. Husband having a cheeky wank to a quick x-hamster video while you’re downstairs doing the hoovering is perfectly okay once in a while. It doesn’t mean he doesn’t find you attractive and it doesn’t count as cheating because he can’t stick his dick into an ipad screen. And don’t pretend you didn’t get fanny gallops over the idea of having Christian fuck you like a whore when you read 50 shades. Same kicks, my friend.
I think as long as men are able to make the distinction between porn and reality, it’s completely fine. Sure, I would worry if my husband tried to stick his fist up my arse, but he’s not a total fucking moron and has enough sense to know that, as a rule, real-life sex in your thirties doesn’t involve secretaries, virgins in taxis or a lesbian scissoring side-show.