Erotica or Porn: What Truly Turns Me On? Sometimes people ask me what excites me more — erotica or explicit porn. The answer? It depends on what I want right now. Porn is straightforward. Raw. Rough. Wet. When I don’t want to wait, I just dive into the rush of pleasure — fast, dirty, loud, and explosive deep inside. But... Sometimes porn feels too loud, too mechanical. That’s when erotica takes the stage. Slow glances. Touches that send shivers down my spine. A man’s voice that makes my insides tremble. Light sliding over the body, revealing just enough — not everything, but exactly what teases. Erotica plays with my imagination. It doesn’t rush. It slowly undresses not just the body but the mind. And suddenly, I’m picturing someone behind me, touching my neck, tracing a finger down my back... No words. Just breath and tension in the air. Sometimes it’s not the act itself that excites me, but the anticipation. When a man looks at me like he’s already fucking me with his eyes. When I undress not for the camera, but for him — in my mind. When fantasy is stronger than any video. So yes — porn turns on my body. But erotica... it gets deeper. Inside. Into the mind. Into the fantasy. And sometimes, it’s erotica that makes me moan — without a single touch. #porn #erotic #sex #pleasure #masturbation #fuck #horny #cum