Bloopers Make Me Horny

And orgasms make me laugh

Laughter and sexual arousal go hand in hand for me. When my husband and I have sex, it’s never a quiet affair. Anyone who was listening at the door could hear moaning, groaning, and some very explicit dirty talk.

They’d also hear a lot of giggling and laughing.

I’d like to think I’m a pretty funny lady, and it’s not something I can switch off just because I’m horny. I still crack plenty of jokes when I’m in seduction mode.

And part of the reason for that is that I get really aroused by seeing people break.

Hot for Blooper Reels

I almost feel embarrassed to admit this, but I get sexually aroused by blooper reels. Mostly it’s mild arousal, but arousal nonetheless.

When actors trying to hold it together break out into laughter after flubbing a line or burst out into giggles during a scene, I find them instantly more attractive.

In that moment, you feel like you see the real personality behind the persona come rushing through. It’s a little revelation that comes in a flash, and I can’t get enough of it.

Plus, I really like people with a sense of humor, especially a dorky sense of humor. Nothing telegraphs that for me like an actor who just can’t hold it back.

I’ve always loved seeing standup comedians breaking in the middle of a carefully crafted set. I never knew why, but it instantly made them more attractive to me. A comic who can’t make it through a joke without a smirk slipping through or who let out a little chuckle before regaining their composure — that’s all it takes for me to feel like I’ve seen the real personality behind the persona.

Literary Studies

I recently discovered a series of videos that really hit all the sweet spots for me. It’s called Hysterical Literature, and the basic premise is this: a lady sits at a table and reads out loud from a book while someone under the table pleasures them with a vibrator.

I couldn’t get enough. I binge watched all the videos in one day.

As the readers get more aroused, they stumble over their words. They sometimes pause their reading to gasp or let out a soft moan. Eventually, they reach a point where they just can’t take it anymore. They grip the book, the table, or themselves as they climax. Some hide their faces, some throw their heads back and ride out the orgasm. When they come down from that pleasure high, they’re all grins and giggles, looking embarrassed and flustered.

It’s basically the porn version of bloopers. Everyone featured in it was adorable and endearing, and if there were more videos, I don’t think I’d leave my room for a week.

Vulnerability and Arousal

Watching Hysterical Literature videos made me realize just what it is I find most arousing about this kind of thing.

Yes, breaking shows personality and a sense of humor — I’m down with that.

But watching these ladies get off made me realize the really arousing element is the vulnerability they display.

I love vulnerability. I find it incredibly sexy and I honestly don’t think I’d have an easy time being aroused by someone who wasn’t showing me that they’re vulnerable in some way.

And no one looks as vulnerable as when they’re losing control. Actors in blooper reels, standup comedians practicing their craft, and the ladies trying to read while being pleasured — they’re all trying really hard to stay in control. And when they lose that control, I lose it, too.

There’s so much vulnerability in laughter, and that’s why I love making it part of sex.

There are lots of serious moments when Mr. Austin and I have sex. We’re trying to get each other off (well, okay, mostly he’s trying to get me off) so we’re intensely focused, trying to make sure we’re hitting all the sweet spots with our fingers and tongues, looking and listening for clues that we’re doing a good job.

That’s why I love teasing him or cracking a joke when I can tell he’s at his most intense. I get incredibly turned on when I see him lost in the act of fucking in one moment, and bursting into laughter the next.

Losing My Goddamn Mind

I like to make Mr. Austin laugh when we’re having sex. But the most intense laughter in the bedroom comes from me, and not because my husband’s being witty.

My very best orgasms — the strongest, most powerful ones — don’t leave me flushed and flustered. They don’t have me breathing heavily while I regain my senses. My best orgasms leave me laughing uncontrollably.

I used to worry about this. Whenever I’d feel a powerful orgasm coming, I’d do something to stop it. I’d say “Let’s switch positions” or I’d focus on his pleasure for a bit.

Part of it is that I just wanted to continue fooling around and fucking. A powerful third-level orgasm would have cut that short because they have a really long refractory period. After convulsing into a hysterical fit of laughter, it’s hard to put on my sexy hat again (not an actual hat, just a figure of speech) and get back to business.

But another reason is that I worried it would turn my husband off. I still worry a little bit about how future partners will feel about this. It’s a rare phenomenon so I don’t know what to expect. But Mr. Austin has assured me that it just makes him feel like he’s done a really great job.

And I’m glad he told me that because laughing orgasms are by far the most amazing, pleasurable, and earth-shattering ones I have.

So, lately, I’ve been saying “hell yes!” to them. Instead of pulling back when I feel it coming, I lean in.

Sex Is Serious Business

I take sex very seriously.

My whole writing career has been focused on it, from the erotic ebooks I’ve self-published to the blog posts I write here.

I think about sex in one way or another pretty much constantly. I spend a lot of time researching it. I experiment in the bedroom like a dedicated scientist working late at the lab.

Half my jokes are dirty jokes, and my favorite punchline is still “That’s what she said.”

I think sex is a wonderful way for people to connect and bond, to develop personally, to gain confidence.

And it’s just plain fucking fun.

So, I take sex very seriously.

But that doesn’t mean I want serious sex.

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