The inspiration for millions of pieces of art, music and creative expression all over the world. And it has been since the dawn of time – and will continue to be until time for man comes to an uncompromising end.
Several years ago, I was browsing the movie channels on cable when I stumbled upon a Johnny Depp movie called Don Juan DeMarco which was in theaters during the mid 90′s. If you’re unfamiliar with the film or fictional character in which Johnny Depp plays so brilliantly – it’s about a man who is astoundingly successful in the art of making love to many, many women.
Many man’s dream, no? The interesting part about all of this to me is that this ‘Don Juan’ Character, this womanizing stud, seemed to truly love an appreciate every woman he was with. Many people don’t have for themselves a sense of sexuality or a sense of being able to make love in such a way that men like Giacomo Casanova, or the great fictional God of lovemaking, Don Juan, is portrayed to be able to.
Sex as we know it today was popularized with the advent of the Internet. Giving a new generation instant access to information and with it came minds molded by the instant gratification of butts, curves, and unexpected video clips of cats getting stuck in things they shouldn’t.
Now, I know what you’re thinking:
“How dare he say that I don’t have a sense of sexuality!”
By a sense of sexuality, I merely mean that people these days often don’t look at themselves in the mirror each day and say to themselves “well damn, handsome! Why – aren’t you a fine looking motherfucker?” If you do, then you’re an exception.
I don’t know about you, but I think that is such a bummer! Sex should be about beauty, discovery, fascination, excitement! Enjoy it, you should be able to take your time. Similar to the delight of a child sinking their teeth into a soft, juicy, gently fragrant peach for the first time.
After so many peaches, sometimes you just feel like wolfing them down. Only to follow with another peach, and another and another until you’re full of peaches and covered in sticky juices and there’s nothing wrong with that! But it’s important to remember the pleasure of eating a peach is not to consume the peach, but to treasure it’s flavors, it’s juice, it’s aromas. Sometimes eating it fast, sometimes eating it slow; but never eating it just to get to the pit in the center and be finished.
I recently heard someone describing sex in a way that I enjoyed. They said, “When you have sex with someone, it should be as it was the first time, every time.”
When you try something new and unexpected, without expectation, your world brightens up. Everything fades away and you’re left with the sweet, soothing taste of that new thing, that new experience dribbling down your chin. And you could care less to wipe it up because all you’re concerned with is the sensation, the flavor. This new unknown.
If you don’t think you’re able to have sex like the legendary lovers of past and fiction, cheer up! I have good news. The most probable reason is because you were too busy thinking about ‘having sex’ and not making love. Everyone loves to be loved, and accepted wholly. We show our love and acceptance in many different ways. Whether it’s with your tongue, a kiss or simple smile. It’s important that you share what you feel towards your partner(s).
As it has been described in many smart and well-written erotic literatures, the use of your mouth is symbolic of an act of love and acceptance. You can bet your ass that when Johnny Depp goes down, he goes down like a man. With no hesitation.
Acceptance, love, adventure, appreciation – these are the character traits that the gods have blessed the most extraordinarily gifted lovers with. If you want to be in that highly exclusive party, then you are going to have to get your whiskers drenched in the forbidden fruit both happily, and without a word of request uttered by your partner.
Remember to take your time. Do not rush. If you are the type of person who eats a peach because the peach is beautiful and delicious, then at the end of your life, you will be able to look back and say:
“Well damn… my life was a succulent one!”