Nudity? Hot or not?

Bunch of stuff in my noggin’ that’s giving me a headache cuz it’s all tangled up in a crazy knot and won’t untwist…

So you’ll have to forgive my rambling today.

Somebody on a forum I frequent asked a question about sexuality and how it relates to nudity and if being comfortable nude and loving your body makes you feel more sexual, etc.

I’ve got the question all boogered up in my head cuz I only read it once and didn’t respond.  I’m probably all off track from what was originally asked but my mind immediately wandered so…

Really, it doesn’t matter what was originally asked.  Lol.  This is just my wandering thoughts.

I guess my mind went, first, to how nudity isn’t all that sexual for me. I’m much more comfortable nude when it’s not a sexual thing.  When I can just wander my house or lay in the sun or hop in a hot tub or…  whatever…  when it’s just casual, non-sexual nudity.

Seeing someone walking around nude or lounging around the house with nothing on isn’t a turn on for me.  It’s all kind of dangly and in your face and blatant and – while it can be totally comfortable to me – it’s not sexual or sexy.

It’s all right there and too fast.  Too easy.

Foreplay is sexy to me.  A hard on thru jeans that you have to unbutton, unzip and reach inside to see and feel.  That groan inducing feel of soft flesh stretched taut and engorged after you’ve wanted it for awhile, after you’ve felt it grind against your hip thru denim for long enough that you’re starved for it.  The way a bra feels when it comes undone. That first slide of skin on skin when you’ve been aching for it.  That reach down the front of a woman’s jeans to find her damp and swollen inside them.

Unveiling is hot to me.  Build up is sexy.

I don’t need fancy garter belts or sexy nighties.  I don’t need props; leather pants or any of that “dom-wear” stuff.

But I do find a man to be sexier in boxer briefs than strolling around with his willy bobbing.  I find a woman in a bra and panties and a half buttoned man’s work shirt far more sexy than sprawled nudity.

I dunno.  Does that mean I’m not comfortable with my body?  With anyone’s body?

I don’t think so.

I’ll admit I often get to feeling pressured when I’m around a lot of sexual people who are nude.  But it’s not because I don’t feel comfortable with myself or sexy myself, not because I feel a need to hide or…

I dunno.  It’s not the nudity.  It’s the feeling of having their sexuality forced upon me when I don’t feel sexual toward them.  Of being made to feel my casual, easy nudity and comfort is suddenly sexual.

I’m so totally babbling.  I told you the thoughts were in a knot.

Not that they’re hugely important or anything.  I just found myself dwelling and irked cuz I couldn’t sort out what I was thinking.

I guess what it comes down to is…

Sex is sex and nudity isn’t sex and while I’m comfy with nudity I’m not all that comfy with nudity being hugely sexual to everyone else.

And I find a frenzied, half naked make out session that results in clothes being stripped from the body to reveal those sexy bits you want to see far more arousing than straight nudity.

Even when I”m alone you’ll find me masturbating with my bra half shoved down and my panties pushed to the side more often than fully nude.

Cuz it’s sexy.  It’s hungry. 

It’s build up.

And it’s oh so backseat-of-the-car, high school hot.

Okay.  Done babbling.  I feel better.  You’re likely blinking and thinking “what the fuck was THAT?” but that’s ok.  It’s all about me, yanno. :)