July 18 2008: QOTW: Sexual Mental Images
Filed under Body & Friends & Men & Q.O.T.W.
I’m conscious of the fact that to a degree, I’ve been self-censoring what I say about bedroom matters. There are a number of reasons for this (surprisingly, none of which involve fear of employers or other authority figures discovering my antics), but first and foremost it’s the sheer fact that for the past few months, my escapades have been taking place with one person only, rather than my former habits of multiple nameless men with whom I had “an agreement”.
Now a brief explanation of my understanding of this reluctance: I know that many of my friends are sexually active. A majority of them are active with numerous partners, as I used to be. That was what made my knowledge of their sexual habits ‘alright’, as I rarely had the chance to get to know their partners on a personal “they’re actually dating rather than simply fucking” level, and thus, rarely had the disturbing mental images of my friends in flagrante delicto with people I actually know. The anonymity of their activities made it a lot more comfortable for myself.
Applying this illogical thought process to my own situation, I can recognise that it may be uncomfortable for my friends (some of whom I know actually read this blog) to read about my sexual adventures with a person whom they may see with me frequently. There’s nothing more disconcerting than having a friendly dinner out, and then suddenly being attacked with the mental image of the couple sitting opposite you copulating in strange positions or places.
I should know - a virtually engaged friend tells me all about her adventures with her partner, and I’m always attacked with mental images of them copulating whenever I see them together. Going by this logic, I really don’t want my friends imagining me doing the higgedy jiggedy with the dude person. And just because I know I can’t be the only person who this affects:
Question of the Week: Are you ever attacked by mental images of your friends or family (or, horrifying, your parents or grandparents) getting down and dirty?
Whenever I image my friends getting down and dirty, I feel guilty about it. I don’t know why, but I just do. I never image my family though.
Enzo on July 18 2008 #
I actually still can’t like comprehend or like believe, actually that my friends are sexually active..
I have not yet gone to the level of being attacked by mental images coz well, we do share stories (or lack thereof for me, in which I just listen..).
But I don’t know the partners or we are not in company long enough for my mind to drift that far coz I usually forget by the time I usually next see them.. (thank goodness!)
Maggie on July 18 2008 #
For one reason or another, I’ve been blissfully oblivious to the images of sexual activities of my friends. Ermm… my sister’s a different matter though but I refuse to go into that. -__-”
Anne on July 18 2008 #
I think my brain’s realised that imagining my friends having sex would be so uncomfortable, it’s shut down whatever function would enable me to do so. ;P
Mari on July 18 2008 #
I try not to think about people doing that sort of thing, it makes it alot easier. I wouldn’t want to think about the ‘habits’ of family or friends. It’s fun to guess who’s done it (we’re at that sort of age) but that’s about it. To be actually told in detail would certainly mean I’ll never be able to see a person and their boyfriend in the same light!
Saya on July 19 2008 #
Haha :D
I’m attacked sometimes, mostly when someone makes a dirty remark. Then the position or whatever will be in my head. Ugh ;)
I don’t want to imagine my family or friends in bed :P I heard my friends often enough, so, I’m fine with that!
Tracy on July 19 2008 #
Oh yes, oh yes, oh GOD YES.
After a friend admits to me that she’s had sex with her boyfriend, I simply cannot avoid picturing them together and immediately grimacing from the thought. It’s not that there’s anything wrong with them getting jiggy with it, it’s just that I really cannot picture anyone without their clothes on, much less rolling around without their clothes on.
The other day my friend was telling me how she and her boyfriend were in the middle of having sex when she started laughing. And I guess it was supposed to be a funny story but all I was stuck in a perpetual cycle of picture-grimace-repeat.
SassyGirl on July 19 2008 #
Occasionally I accidentally remember how exactly my sister and I came to be, and I bang my head repeatedly on my desk until that mental image is away.
I’m fairly certain a lot of my friends/people I know do that to my boyfriend and I though, because everyone assumes/knows we’ve had sex. Must be awkward for them, haha!
Shen-Shen on July 19 2008 #
LOL… it doesn’t happen too often, but I do get mental images of my father and his girlfriend getting down and dirty. That’s been more frequent since my sister told me she accidentally “overheard” them while they were in the act. I’m sure she’s more scarred than I am. Oh and even worse, I’ve been attacked by the image of my 70-year-old grandmother doing it with her current husband. It’s not a nice picture o_O
Lene on July 19 2008 #
I do have a perverted mind, but it’s not perverted enough to imagine some of my closest friends and family getting it on. Once in a while I have those random thoughts, but I try to keep my mind focused on something clean.
I usually look at a couple as a regular, dating couple unless one of them goes TMI on the information in the bedroom.
Merinn on July 19 2008 #
Haha I know what you mean.
A friend once told me in detail about her… err… moments with her boyfriend. She even told me what he named his manhood. I’m so glad they’ve broken up cuz I can’t look at him quite the same way anymore.
Felisa on July 19 2008 #
I was looking for a shirt in my sister’s drawers once when I found a dildo and a vibrator. I haven’t searched her drawers again since then. I hate the mental image.
*shivers* Ew, Amanda, why are you putting images of my family fornicating in my head?
Julie on July 19 2008 #
My parents are hippies when it comes to the idea of sex. They’re open with me and I’m open with them, so I’ve trained my mind not to generate mental images from anything I’m told about the sex lives of others.
It’s great. Especially when you bring up your experiences with anal. The idea doesn’t gross me out as much as it would other people! :P
Nellie on July 19 2008 #
It must be unexpected for a random 16-year-old to be reading this. I shouldn’t be, right?
I think I’m too young and naive to be thinking about such things. Especially regarding people I know. 8O
Reply: I get people of all ages! :) 16-years-old isn’t terribly young, but people do develop at different rates. Whenever you’re ready. :)
Kym on July 19 2008 #
I am what my friends call ‘an image thinker’ which basically means I see mental images in my head of certain situations most of the time..
Which might sound weird but it just means if someone tells me something (even non sexually) I can actually picture it in my head, which leads to funny (or embarrassing) situations…
So yeah, when my colleagues hint about certain things they have done over the weekend, or the night before and I know their husband or their partner I usually get mental images, even though I don’t want to.. ewww!
Chans on July 19 2008 #
I try not to… but I can’t help it if my mind slips up on occasion. XP
On another note, I can’t help but have sexual mental images of 90% of people I see… everywhere. Damn sexy people!! Get out of my head!! :P
Robmarie on July 20 2008 #
OH MY GOD.
Imagining parents?
Man that makes me wana puke, the more you think about it… the grosser your parents seem.
Dakota on July 20 2008 #
I’ve never imagined my parents or friends in that position. Maybe it’s because I’m self-centered enough to only imagine it with me + other person :)
TBQ on July 20 2008 #
Your train of thought isn’t that illogical, I think along the same lines too.
Quite often I do want to talk about my sex life with my friends, not to brag… but just to bask in the afterglow and how things are going.
But then I remember just HOW much I cringed when a couple I know started bragging all the intimate details about their sex life in public (supposedly making them feel like they’re more ‘adult’), and how my view of them just… dwindled. Every time I looked at her, I would remember her talking about how her legs were spread so far apart she got a cramp and couldn’t walk. And the guy is kinda chubby. Like, manboobs bigger than mine, chubby. The mental image is BAD. I don’t want to be perceived in that way, ecck. Haha.
Jess on July 22 2008 #