To find eroticism IRL in winters is a supreme discipline. To peel out an aesthetics of sexual desire and sensuality––layer by layer amidst all the seasonal unpleasantries. What is the eroticism of a thick grandparent-looking winter coat, woolen fisted gloves and face-masked mummified looking down beings walking the rainy streets in their hiking boots?
The sparkling eyes of the super market cashier? The early sun rising oh so familiarly pink on your bedroom’s wall? Your resitance to refraining from wearing high quality lingerie for no reason?
This winter, I will dedicate fully to finding out new ways to feel as aroused and horny like I do in summer … out and about, fucking in the forests, floating in the lakes! Oh, what luscious beauty the Berlin-Brandenburg summers are!
In Berlin winters the room temperature is often too cold for my body’s mechanoreceptors to be able to “feel” and transfer information from here to there quickly. That means creating and sensing sexual arousal takes more effort and time.
It took me years to realise that my organism simply needs: More heat. A few extra-close electric heaters for my body to feel fullbody pleasure and fully enjoy my sexual activities of choisir without being covered underneath kilos of blankets wearing woolen socks and heats while fucking someone.
Yes, we have normal heaters, too :) But our flats are often pretty big and climate change activism was a thing here already decades ago, so we would not have our 200sqm flat heat up in winter like in a summer day just for ourselves.
How I plan to maintain my mojo this winter:
* developing a routine of thinking hot thoughts
* I will have loads of baths
* practice different types of anal and genital meditation each morning
* and dance until I am sweaty
* I drink red wine in the tub
* making photos, film myself and get turned on by my own hotness!
* give in to self pleasuring, all over the place. Even when my body displays just the slightest sense of arousal in my thighs.
And sometimes, strolling in Berlin Grunewald I will masturbate hidden behind a big oak tree at minus degrees. Commemorating the sexy ice bathing routine of daring nothern extreme athletics.
Tell me: How do you live out and enjoy eroticism and keep your libido running in a contact deprived pandemic winter?
Taking a bath with me every night?
Lucious greetings from my tub,
Lil
p.s. excuse possible mistakes in grammar and style. My first language is not english, in fact it is my third.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/l3ey9p/how_to_stay_hot_in_cold_winters