Hotter Sex Through Intellect 64

There could be a polite way of saying this, but why bother?  I don’t spend my time with people I don’t find intelligent and stimulating.   If you’re my friend it’s because you fill that requirement and hold an interesting place in my life.  Despite what many would think and what I often pander to, my relationships aren’t based on anyone being just a “hole” for “insert, thrust, and repeat.”  It’s not meant to be an elitist statement, either, because I believe intellect comes in every walk of life and every chosen profession.  Want to turn me off? Play dumb.  It will kill my interest faster than anything.   I know people who have never stepped inside a college lecture hall that are far brighter than some multiple PHD holders. So it’s not only a formal level of intellect that appeals to me.  

Prior to the “Kink of the Weekon the topic of considering whether you are Sapiosexual, I had never really looked at it as a kink or even a sexual thing, opting instead to consider it merely a personal choice.  I’ve looked at who I spend my time with — the company that I have found to be enjoyable and the people who turn me on at a deeper level — as simply a preference; however, it seems there is certainly a trend.   I‘ll joke about “Miss Last Night,” which has been a shallow juvenile conquest-type statement that I’ve made for years (or decades), but if she wants to make it to a lunch conversation the following day, it’s my gray matter that needs to be stimulated. Do you like the implied double entendre?  

At the heart of it all any lasting friendship, romantic or otherwise, that I’ve ever had really does have to work for me on an intellectual level.  Included in the previous statement are all forms of artistic ability, which I consider to be an often under-appreciated form of intelligence.  A quick review of my personal history shows a mix of friends and lovers that range from engineers to writers, from inventors or Wall Street finance wizards to painters, dancers (not strippers; think ballet or musical theater), and photographers.  Given my background, it also includes serious academics and analysts (I have a real thing for one Senior Tech segment lady from Gartner.  She gets my motor going on every level and a big part of that is that she is unbelievably brilliant. The fact that she is gorgeous and funny doesn’t hurt either).   So I find intellect, in and of itself, regardless of its purpose — academic, scientific, mechanical, creative, or even from applied knowledge — stimulating and necessary.

The Blonde, while educated in medicine, has more of a classical engineer’s mind.  As is so often the case with her, she is the exception to my typical rule.   Looking at other romantic interests, they tend to be more artistic, creative, visually-oriented people, and less mathematical and analytical.   A dalliance with the head of an agency or a creative staffer would make sense, and an affinity for a writer, performer, or director-type would be almost expected.  Finance women, even the ones from the most noted educational backgrounds and the most hallowed firms, can have a wild side that would make a preacher’s daughter-turned-vixen blush.  I can produce a set of charts based on empirical and personal anecdotal evidence to make that point rock solid if needed.

The real question is, are intelligent people kinkier, as a sample of the average population, as a whole, or as a byproduct of their intelligence? Could it be that what “does it” for “normal” folks just isn’t quite as hot for many cerebral types?  The biggest perverts and dirtiest people I know are the most intelligent. There is nothing wrong with a wanton dim-witted harlot who just likes to fuck like there’s no tomorrow; it is, after all a biological and emotional reaction that evolution has reinforced.  However, the best, hottest, and most creative sex I’ve had has been with people who are more cerebral in nature.

After all, a brilliantly creative and perverted mind is a terrible thing to waste.  So if you’re not doing so already, go fuck a nerd.

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About Malflic

Minor Demon, life long hedonist, sadist and general nerd. Women are my weakness and greatest addiction of choice followed by torrid love affair with coffee and caffeine. When not committing sins of the flesh I’m an unrepentant capitalist, avid reader, Star Wars, and B rate comedy movie geek.

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