If you've done it numerous times with numerous people...?

Question

in several positions, what's left? Why do some people make s** their god??

I agree, Jan and FC...

Answer 1

When you sink your teeth into anything, so much that you constantly need to feed a selfish ego desire, the passion grows in you like an all consuming fire. It feeds itself, needs more and more to satisfy. It's a downward spiral. The object of the desire needs to be more and more exciting, and the spiral deepens. Sometimes a person is able to pull out, but other times it's a fatal crash.

Answer 2

Many analogs are to be found under the heading, "the use of the body." Promiscuity has never been encouraged by traditional societies (those that avoid extinction) because the potential of the promiscuous person for many other valued activities is wasted on a single activity that can put a community at risk. The risk is not as immediate, for example, as a gang of murderous thieves, but it is still one the community is going to attempt to regulate regardless of access to medical care, birth control, ect. For the person seeking thrills after the novelty of rutting has faded, there may be more attraction in joining the gang of murderous thieves, or their pale cousins who were given by nature a smaller portion of ardor, the bourgeois.

Answer 3

I don't agree that they have made s** their god....I believe they are seeking their god and to no avail since they have been with numerous people,numerous times.....the small comfort and feeling of power that comes from the act is short lived for these people and needs to be reenacted often.....a false god

Answer 4

I believe that, It all starts, develops and happens in our minds, more than anywhere else...
...therefore...
...If you do it, with a scientific "mind", then 5ex will appear as, just a mechanical-going- thru-the-motions kind of thing...

However....if you feed your mind with your pick of scenes of: loving, fantasy, kink, dirt, lust and so on, then your brain will get in gear and produce a "movie" in your mind, that you will be referring to, during the act....

Our body responds releasing hormones that our body sends to our brains, and the brain sends back in the form of sensations, as powerful feedback, back and forth in a vicious circle...pant pant!!
....and, -more often -than not-, we get trapped in the pleasant sensations, which are 'tailor-made' drugs, that give us a pleasure-shot....
...getting to like, love, need and crave, depending on many other factors, until we loose control....

I've been there...and when years later, found an ex-lover, it was weird how we remembered those days, so different, in meaning, and content as well...

I guess you did it, as a task, looking forward to getting to the destination, without enjoying the ride, during the trip...

The most important sex organ, is your brain...

...Hope i didn't make it worse...LOL...

Regards!!

Answer 5

Because they don't grow up. Sex is fun, but by no means the foundation you build a relationship on. And shagging like bunnies in a hutch will actually make the act less exciting and less enjoyable in the end.

Answer 6

insatiable libido never stops its pulse , the sign of alivenesss.

you are asking how many times you ve drunken water?

Whats left?

more and more .

God is love including something we long for evert night.

Any way what was your point of Q?

Answer 7

If sex is a purely self-centered act, then I suppose it could get boring, but frankly, I have a hard time imagining sex as a purely self-centered act, and even if it were, it is still such a basic biological drive that I think it would hold my interest.

I guess I'm weird, but I tend to experience a sort of fascination with my sex partners, and this fascination includes a desire to please them. Even when I masturbate, my fantasies always involve pleasuring another person, and my fantasy people (generally imaginary versions of people I know in real life, or celebrities) are always totally in love/lust with me and have multiple orgasms. My point is that, for me, my sex experience always involves giving great pleasure (Is that really strange?)

So what does this have to do with your question? Well, I don't get bored with people that I enjoy being with. I have several friends. Does my enjoyment of their friendship mean that they are my "false gods"? No! I've played tennis with probably a 100 different people in my life. Do I get bored playing tennis? Do I need to go to more and more extreme forms of tennis in order to enjoy playing tennis? No. I've eaten thousands of different kinds of food. Do I get bored with eating? No. When I'm hungry, I love to eat. It doesn't matter than I've eat a million meals, nor does it even matter if I've had steak 500 times in my life, I can still totally enjoy a good steak dinner. Sex, for me, is sort of like playing tennis or eating. It is a sort of recreational (re-creational) fun – like tennis – and it is a fundamental biological drive (like eating), so I can't imagine ever getting truly bored with it. (I suppose if my hormone levels ever dropped, I might lose interest – just like some disorders can suppress your appetite for eating – but so long as I stay healthy, I imagine that I will continue to like sex.)

One major difference between tennis or eating verse sex is that in sports and eating my experience does not have much to do with pleasing anyone but myself. Ultimately I would hope that my tennis partner enjoys the game, but their pleasure is not my primary concern. And, of course, I don't expect my food to be all that happy about being eaten. But sex, as I pointed out, involves pleasing another, so in addition to the sorts of pleasure that come from sports or basic biological functions, there is also the sort of pleasure that comes from helping/pleasing others. So how can I be bored with sex? Why shouldn't I continue to enjoy sex with different people as opportunities arise? Why shouldn't I enjoy bringing pleasure to the lives of people? And why should I be ashamed to say that I get a great deal of enjoyment out of it myself? Erotic interest adds some extra dimensions to certain friendships – why should these extra dimensions be viewed and necessarily bad? (I've addressed issues of STD's in other answers, but basically the health risks involved in reasonably safe sex are not out of line with the risks involved in a variety of other recreational sports, driving your car to a vacation spot, etc.)

I love women; I like to see them, touch them, snuggle, kiss, and be naked with them. You probably think I am obsessed with sex. But why would you think that? I love food too, but I'm not overweight. I love watching movies, but I'm not a couch potato. I love traveling, but I also love being at home. Loving something and enjoying things does not mean that one is obsessed, nor does it mean that they have some "false god". I have many loves in my life. If you look at my other answers, it will be obvious that I love philosophy, science, spiritual exploration, and – yes – erotic adventures. I love my wife, but I also enjoy erotic play with other women. But of all the things I love, it is only sex that makes people call me names. Why is that? Why should my openly erotic lifestyle cause me to be labeled as some sort of immoral, sicko? It is difficult to go against the mainstream and suffer the slings and arrows of social distain, but frankly, I think I'm fine. I seem to be more physically health and emotionally well-balance than most people I meet. But somehow my being in an open marriage makes me despicable? That's just silly. I'm certainly not perfect, but I have to say, society in general is way more "sicko" that I am.

I enjoy sex, but sex is not my "god" any more than tennis or medium-rare steaks are my "gods" – but I can easily imaging enjoying tennis, eating good food, and having sex forever, and I not the least bit ashamed to admit it.