There’s a type of erotic fiction that I’d like to write, but I’m having a hard time making it work. I’ve long been interested in why we’re wired the way we are, why are we turned on by certain things/situations and the evolution of our fetishes. But I’m not thinking of it in any kind of clinical sense. The idea I have is to write an erotic short story that not only captures a character and his/her kink, but also gives some sense of where that kink came from.

One of the big problems I’m having with this idea is, the origin of a fetish often happens long before we tun 18. Our sexual wiring starts when we start, but to explore the things that happen as a child in a piece of erotica without being creepy is difficult.  If I strip away all that is erotic from the part of the story that takes place before the age of consent and turn on the smut in the second part it seems like two separate stories.

Here’s a couple of paragraphs that I was quite happy with. Lisa’s ‘oral fixation’ started when she was about 7 and her dentist, who looked like an old walrus and smelled of Old Spice and pipe tobacco pulled out a couple of her baby teeth. When she was 14 her dentist looked like David Cassidy. The Partridge Family was all the rage and Lisa had a huge crush on him. Neither of these men ever did anything inappropriate to Lisa, but a sexual connection was made in her mind. My attempts to combine those to parts in a way that flows and is erotic, but not creepy have failed.

Here’s another example. When Mini was 6 or 7 years old I took him to a local water park one summer afternoon. The park was crowded with kids splashing in the water and parents sitting in the shade around the sides. I noticed a little girl (maybe 4 or 5) sitting on one of the water jets. She was just sitting there rocking back and forth with a big smile on her face, totally unaware of all the other kids playing around her. I’d love to start a story from that point. Maybe that was the first time she noticed how nice that zone could feel. Maybe her mother notices what she’s doing and makes a huge public scene. Maybe that’s the start of a being an exhibitionist… A powerful image with lot’s of possibilities, but how to use it without being creepy is difficult.

♀ & I were talking about my wiring the other night. When I was in grade 4 I had a teacher who was verbally and pyscologically abusive . I had troubles eating and sleeping, the skin peeled off my hands and eventually I was removed from her classroom. When I was 10, my uncle married his first wife. From the time they got married until I was about 14 she took great delight in tormenting me. She believed I wasn’t masculine enough. She’d slap me around, pin me to the ground and tickle or pinch me until I wet myself then tease me about getting beat up by a girl. I don’t remember either of these women with anything resembling fondness, but when I look back on my dating history, I’ve always been attracted to dominate women.  I get that context is everything. I understand that tormenting a child like that is wrong, but tormenting an adult sissy like that is hot. I’d just like to figure out how to combine those two things into a single story.

Cheers,

♀ & sss