Porn is Fantasy

Porn is a fantasy. Like a western, or a soap opera, or any other entertainment genre. Some of it is good. Most of it is bad.

I have always argued that much of pornography is boring, desensitized and absurd. Where would you find a woman who wants to have ten orgasms and wants you to pop a load on her tits, or on her nose and relish getting ass fucked? It only exists in the unreal world of fantasy. Basically, men are walking cocks who believe that around the corner of every street they are going to run into a flight attendant who wants to blow them. I was married to a flight attendant and I know that’s a lie.

Women, on the other hand, believe that around every corner they are going to run into a physician with a white lab coat who will rescue them, support them and never get tired of their periods, self-indulgences and extreme lack of insight and intelligence. Despite everything, the redeeming factor for women is that slit between their legs, which is why we men continue to get ripped off in our many relationships and divorces.

Take it from someone who has made (and lost) millions because of pussy: you are better off with porn. Just make sure to get the good stuff.