This night, while I was walking a fairly long walk through the city, I walked the fairly long walk through the history of my partners, relationships and the rest of emotional/sex life in this parallel universe.
All the personal big names, then those that made an impact, those that I've learned from and those that I taught something, the guy with who I had a perfect one night stand for which I considered chances are bloody close to zero… even those whose names have never gotten into my contact cards folder…
Believe it or not, or even consider it a weird thing to say, I don't see myself promiscuous. At least, that word has a different meaning in this world, in this context. Good cybersex (as any sex, after all) is a product of learning, exchanging ideas, polishing skills… there is a layer of craft that really matters. And for that craft
experienced lovers are a *big* help (*waves at Ali Hermes*), and seeing different people’s styles and favorite words. It’s a constant learning process for me as well!
as Sophrosyne said.
Our needs are different here. In the meatspace, there is a need driven by the mother nature. On the other hand, cyber-lust is mostly artificial. That doesn't say it's unnatural or less worthy. It is just a cup that can be filled. Especially if there is nothing new to be introduced.
We learn quickly. We get used to partner's favorite kinks, even sentences and gestures. After a while, all the involved need some fresh blood. It is different from the meatspace. There you have smells, touches, all that irrational stuff. Things that really do their job. Here, where all the communication goes through the intellect, things are a bit harder.
We always crave for new and fresh. We search for new words, new styles and new things to do. And while reading some books or stories can do it, we also know that learning from other people is the best way one can go.
Sometimes we're flying from one flower to the other, sometimes we just do excursions to get some fresh ideas to bring them back to the bed of the loved one. But we roam around and share. And that's what love is all about.
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