I wanna be a slut.
There, I said it. I want to be able to have sex with anyone I want, anywhere I want, without strings, without consequences. I want to do it in public places. I want to flash people from my car or in the supermarket. I want to masturbate in a restaurant, across from my lover, my hand up under my skirt while he watches.
I want this man.
And this woman.
Separately and together, thank you very much.
Yeah, I wanna be a slut.
But I’m not.
The truth is, I’m a very happily married woman. I have kids–who definitely don’t need to know any of the above! And there are real life consequences to “slutty” behavior. If the Baumgartners had really been having that much sex, at least one of them would likely have a venereal disease. And think of all the chafing! Herpes is forever. AIDS kills. Pregnancy happens–even when you do everything you can to prevent it. Those are sexual realities. They’re quite sobering and often put a damper on the fun of being a slut.
So what do you do, when you want to be a slut, but you have a husband you love, a relationship you’re committed to, a lifestyle that just doesn’t lend itself to all those slutty fantasies you imagine?
You write about them of course.
At least, that’s what I do. As an erotica writer, I get to explore all those slutty fantasies–the gangbangs, the multiple partners, the public sex, things that just might get me arrested or divorced–or both–if I decided to actually do them.
And you, my readers, get to explore them with me. It’s sort of like we’re having sex, even though we’re really not.
Which is a fun fantasy in and of itself!
In the end, that’s what erotica is for, right? It’s about letting your imagination roam free, to go where it will. If you’re a sci-fi/fantasy writer, your imagination might take flight with dragons and spaceships (or dragons who drive spaceships) and if you’re a mystery/thriller or horror writer, your imagination might lead you down dark paths where serial killers or deadly viruses that turn people in zombies lurk (or maybe zombie serial killers with deadly viruses who knows?) If you’re an erotica writer, your imagination often takes you to a place where nipple clamps and hot wax and anal sex are on the menu. It’s like a sexual all-you-can-eat buffet–you can have a little bit of this, a little bit of that. Try it, you might like it!
I’ve had readers say things like, “I never thought I’d like X, but after reading this book, WOW, I’m hooked!”
And the great thing about being a slut in erotica is you don’t get arrested. There’s no punishment for fantasy. All fantasy is good. I can fantasize about a co-ed having sex with her older professor–and no one gets hurt. I can fantasize about a woman getting raped and gangbanged by five men–and no one gets hurt. I can fantasize about a stepdaughter seducing her stepfather–and no one gets hurt.
Of course, if any of the above actually happened, a lot of people could get hurt. Or arrested. Or both. And no one wants that!
That’s what so amazing about erotica. It lets us all be sluts without having to literalize our fantasies. I get to live vicariously through my imagination and my characters–and you get to live them through me, when I share them with you.
It’s like a great big orgy of fantasy where we all get to have what we want.
What’s not to love about that?
Selena Kitt
Erotic Fiction You Won’t Forget
www.selenakitt.com
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