V is for Visual Arts
There is almost nothing too taboo for Zebulon. Sexuality is revered. Nudity is normal. Public sex is encouraged. Many people invest a lot of time in relationships, both emotional and sexual.
But other hobbies exist, too. There’s theater, movies (though not very many), porn is popular. As mentioned before, music, art, writings are all common hobbies. The resources to do those things are readily available. No one takes more than they are actively using, so there aren’t squabbles for things. If a resource gets short, they can put in an order and the scientists and manufacturing work on making those resources more available.
Above you see my description that I wrote based on the extensive questions in The A-Zs of Worldbuilding. Read on for an excerpt from Chapter 6 in Exploration: An Erotic Novel.
Remember this (and most) of my posts contain adult content!
He sat down on my two-seater sofa. I sat down next to him. We had spent so much time in my room or his watching TV or playing games—countless hours. But now I was aware of my every move. My thigh was touching his thigh. Did it always do that when we sat here?
James picked up the remote and flicked on the TV. “Do you want to watch something?” he asked.
I shrugged. I didn’t care. I focused on the screen as he scrolled through the different options.
“Mara!” he said, his voice excited.
I was looking, but I wasn’t seeing whatever he was seeing. “What?” I said again.
“You have the porn channels now.”
I blinked at the screen. He was right. There, right at the top of the list, was the same video we had been watching upstairs.
James was looking at me now.
“Do you want to watch the rest of it?”
“Yeah, okay,” I said.
He turned in on and fast-forwarded to the part where we had left off. The man was pushing the vibrator into the woman’s pussy. She was moaning with pleasure, and then she had an orgasm. Or at least, that’s what I thought it was. Kids talked, you know, so I had picked up a fair amount of vocabulary, but I had never experienced or seen any of this stuff. Her moans went up to a higher pitch, and her hands gripped the blanket of the bed beneath her. The man moved faster with the vibrator.
“Look at him fuck her with that thing,” James said, but I was sure he wasn’t talking to me.
I was suddenly embarrassed to be watching this with James. A blush crept up my cheeks, but he wasn’t looking at me.
He was focused on the woman on the screen. Her chest rose and fell faster, and the camera moved around so it was up close on her perky nipples as she sucked air into her lungs quickly. A fine sheen of sweat made her face and body shiny.
I could feel parts of my body low and deep, clenching in excitement. I had never had these feelings before. Why were they coming on so suddenly? Was it because of the video? Because of James? Because of the ceremony? And then I realized that James was looking at me. I met his gaze, and he licked his lips. “What?” I asked.
He blinked a couple of times quickly, and said, “I’m sorry, I just, I’ve never felt, I had no idea, I’m sorry.” He was practically stammering. James had always been a little awkward, and I thought it was cute, so his stammering wasn’t totally out of the ordinary with other people, but we had been so comfortable with each other as long as I could remember.
I put my hand on his arm and said, “What’s wrong, James?”
“My brother told me,” he said, taking a deep breath, “that our vitamins suppress our sexual desires.”
I had never heard that before. “What do you mean?”
“He told me that they switch our vitamin formulas when we get to year 18, and that’s why we suddenly have these feelings we’ve never had before.”
That explained a lot.
How were they watching porn before it was in her room?
What did it explain?
What’s about to happen?
Find out all that and in Exploration: An Erotic Novel available now! Or come back in two days to learn more!