The ALCHEMY of SCARY SEX
Halloween is almost here…So let’s talk about sex and fear.
Isn’t that what it’s all about? Forget the candy, the costumes, the silly tricks and treats. It’s the fear that captivates your soul.
Fear and sex have had a complex, intertwined evolutionary history, ever since our prehistoric ancestors first mated ecstatically in the midst of fearsome predators, right through to our modern desire to expose ourselves in risky places, from Twitter to the Oval Office. Hot sex and a touch of fear—found in risk, danger and the taboo— just seem to go together.
Fear is one of those feelings that makes you feel really alive: your heart beating like a time bomb, your temperature rising, your senses on red alert… Fear can be erotic, in part because, whatever we fear, all fear springs from fear of the unknown and confronting unknown, uncharted, exotic territory is one of life’s great aphrodisiacs.
At the same time, fear has a way of freezing you up. And good sex tends to require that you loosen up.
Fear can be the opposite of sexy. It’s funny, and kind of sad, but we often fear the finest aspects of life—intimacy, sexuality, love—even as we rush headlong into war and less grand-scale forms of brawling. In my sex therapy practice, I talk to so many men who fear emotional intimacy, and so many women who fear sexual intimacy. And the more I hear, the more I feel that, if men and women ever hope to help each other, we must learn to calm each other’s fears. That means listening, and trying to understand.
The Reptile Brain
Of course, the relationship between sex and fear isn’t easy to understand, wrapped up, as it is, in the prehistoric workings of our “reptile brain.” However educated, sophisticated, moral or dignified we think we are, a part of our brain slithers through the shadows of our consciousness, like a snake. In many cultures, sex is portrayed as a reptile—a serpent or dragon. Most famously, sex is personified by the Devil, the scariest and most seductive reptile of all.
But why?
Prehistoric sex often put lovers in dangerously vulnerable positions, surrounded by predators ready to pounce on them, so our reptile brain often associates sex with fear. On a more positive note, human sexual desire may have evolved to be drawn to the exotic, the unknown and the mildly scary—possibly as an instinctual “incest deterrent” so we wouldn’t just stay safe at home, mating with our brothers, sisters and first cousins.
As for the “civilized” brain: that also gives us plenty to fear when it comes to sex. In childhood, almost as soon as we discover sexual pleasures, through masturbating or playing with another child, we’re inevitably caught by adults, punished—sometimes severely—and typically encouraged to feel ashamed. We’re taught that sex is something that we should fear expressing openly.
This childhood blend of sex and fear has different effects on people. Some wind up fearing sex too much to even discuss it. Others go on anti-porn, anti-vice witch-hunts, determined to punish anyone enjoying nontraditional sex. Still others find themselves thrilling to the fantasy that they are caught or watched in the act of sex, or maybe caught watching the act of sex.
So, what about you? Have you tamed the reptile in your brain…or do you fight it like the devil? Have you locked it up in a dark cave of your soul…or do you coax it into playing like a snake charmer?
Battle of the Sexes: Brutes and Nuts
Fear and sex are deeply linked, even in the healthiest relationships. Even when sex is great and love is strong, you fear it will end, that your lover will leave you, or that one of you will die. That very fear can make you cling to each other passionately, heightening your desire, increasing affection and deepening orgasm. It’s no coincidence that in times of war and terror, many people crave sex.
But what about those fears at the bottom of the Battle of the Sexes—our fears of the so-called “opposite” sex? Everyone fears being hurt, of course. Men aren’t from Mars, and women aren’t from Venus; we’re both from this beautiful sexual planet Earth and we both have essentially the same fears of pain, failure, rejection, exploitation, abandonment and destruction.
But we also have a few gender-oriented fears. Most men fear a woman’s irrational side: the hysterical premenstrual woman, the witch, the bitch, the nag, the unreasonable ex, the false accuser, the fatal attraction—figures of fear and loathing throughout patriarchal history. Perhaps even more than the blatantly ugly witch (whom most guys feel they can safely ignore), men fear the beautiful secret witch—the beauty who is really a bitch, the adorable angel with the devil inside, the Circe who seduces men only to savage them, turning strong sailors into helpless grunting pigs. Men fear being tricked, rejected, and emasculated by women. Whole societies of men around the world fear women’s sexuality so much that they demand all fertile females in their communities cover their bodies from head to toe, and/or surrender their personal reproductive rights to the state.
And women? On the whole, it’s quite simple: most women fear male force, rape and physical or mental brutality. Women also fear the more chronic form of male brutality: oppression.
So, that’s what the fear fueling the Battle of the Sexes ultimately comes down to: Brutes and Nuts. Women fear brutes. Men fear nuts. (On the whole, of course; we are generalizing.) To generalize just a bit further, aren’t men also excited by a woman’s witchy wildness, her beguiling feminine mystery? And aren’t women attracted to men’s brute strength, fantasizing about being “swept away” by the irresistible force of a powerful man? And don’t we all do foolish risky things in the name of love? You bet your shivering bootie.
Mixing Fear and Sex for Fun
So, are we attracted to what we fear? Do we fear what attracts us? Both, my darling; it’s inevitable. It’s reptilian. And it can be dangerous. Best to let your conscience and intelligence—and possibly your therapist—steer your personal “fear fetish” or taboo desires away from real danger and into safe, positive, nonviolent directions.
There are many relatively harmless ways to channel fear through sex. If a couple feels safe with each other, they can release their fears through fantasy. He can tie her up (consensually, of course; this isn’t Abu Ghraib) and dominate her with his power, his strength, his mind over her matter. Or she can restrain him and play the tantalizing witch, the dominatrix, the mad mistress, the wild woman. Not into roleplay? Just watch horror movies together, clinging to each other in lustful fear.
Or they can just whisper frightening erotic fantasies into each other’s ears. Perhaps they’ll pretend to be having sex in a glass-bottomed hot air balloon soaring over a crowd, while actually in the safety and comfort of a familiar bed. Or say she’s doing a soccer team and he’s got a harem. Or maybe she’s got the harem and he’s doing the soccer team. Or he’s kidnapping her. Or she’s raping him. Remember, this is not real life; no one wants to be raped in real life. But being “raped” or ravished is one of the most popular fantasies for both women and men, and some lovers enjoy role-playing this sort of thing, perhaps with a few props, such as comfortable handcuffs and a blindfold. Or maybe a bondage cross. Fantasy has no limits, especially when you combine a pinch of fear with a serving of sex on a bed of trust. In other words, don’t just make fear your friend, make it your lover.
Eroticism is an outlaw energy. Society spends vast amounts of our taxes and other resources to undermine, ridicule, distort and impeach it. There are reasons for this, and some of them are not unreasonable, but many are based on superstition, prejudice and cold manipulation. We all pay a price for society’s irrational, often hysterical fears of sex. We pay in forfeited pleasure and peace of mind. We pay in death and loss, through the endless wars our leaders wage—wars we “support” because they excite our repressed libidos. We pay in the rage and shame that we feel as we torment others and ourselves. Some of us go to jail for it, some lose jobs, marriages, dreams, lives.
Based on three pre-existing centuries of Puritanism at our nation’s foundation and a religion-driven hysteria that continues to lead most of our leaders by the cajones, our culture is, to quote Dr. Marty Klein, “erotophobic,” afraid of sex. We are intensely afraid, and yet (therefore?), we are intensely curious, attracted, obsessed.
One consequence of erotophobia is the withholding of accurate information about sex, making the typical sexual events of childhood and adolescence—masturbation, menstruation, desire, discovery—terrifying.
Another consequence is “normalcy-anxiety,” fear of not being what society deems “normal.” This fear keeps us petrified of our own sexuality. The most frequent sex question I get, both on my show and in my private sex therapy practice, is: “Am I normal?” There is a deep desire to be considered normal, and yet to experience something “special,” something very personal, maybe even something a little kinky. So many of us are so afraid…and so horny at the same time!
Chemically speaking, it’s easy to mistake fear for desire, since both get your adrenaline pumping. A classic psychological study was done on two sets of men and their attraction to one woman. The first set of men talked, one at a time, with the woman on a rickety bridge overlooking a steep rocky canyon. The other set talked with the same woman on a modern, stable bridge overlooking a short drop. The first set was measurably more attracted to the woman than the second, demonstrating that being in the fearful situation heightened sexual attraction. The moral is: Never trust love—or lust—on a rickety bridge.
Mastery & Mystery
And remember this Fear-and-Sex recipe: A pinch of fear can be good for sex, like salsa in your enchilada, but too much spoils the meat.
Nervousness, performance anxiety, insecurity, terror or mistrust can inhibit and virtually ruin you sexually, turning you into a hapless victim of your own fear. But the fact that you’re scared doesn’t mean that you have to be a victim. You can make your fear work for you, sexually and otherwise. In nature, feeling afraid is what often saves an animal from destruction, inspiring a fight or flight response. Physiologically, fear is a wave of excess energy pumped into a creature to help it deal with a crisis. If you think of fear as extra energy, you can use it to enhance your power, performing a kind of mental alchemy.
As the old alchemists turned lead into gold, “brave” people turn fear into focus, excitement and power. This may get you killed—or rejected—of course, but it’s your chance to go for the gold. You can turn the fear that inspires fight (anger, frustration) into hot, dynamic power: the power of mastery. You can turn the fear that inspires flight (helplessness, inexperience) into cool, magnetic power: the power of mystery.
And don’t forget to breathe! Why do we hold our breath when we’re afraid? Maybe because in the old days, the most likely reason for fear was a large predator, some T-Rex type looking for lunch. If you held your breath and didn’t move, perhaps T-Rex wouldn’t notice you. But today, there are no predators lurking at your bedroom window (unless you’ve got warrants or stalkers), and there’s no good reason to hold your breath. So, breathe! This is particularly important for women who have trouble attaining orgasm during intercourse. Let your breath flow through your body and relax your pelvis, and you’ll find yourself coming before you know where you’re going.
Wherever you’re going this Halloween season, have a sexy-scary one! Halloween is the holiday of mastery and mystery, the mastery of the mystery, the night when the dark side rules, when the witches—wild women who have long been persecuted by the patriarchy for their renegade sexuality—command the air, sweeping their oppressors aside with their magic brooms.
Exposing Your Fears
Throughout the world, dark nights of costumed revelry like Halloween, Carnaval and Mardi Gras, are celebrations of bacchanalian passion—perfect times to do what you don’t normally do, especially in the realm of sex. This Halloween, ask your lover to dress up as someone or something you’re a little afraid of—a pirate, a priest, a gangster, a vampire or Ken Starr. Roleplay away, and feel those tingling shivers of fear turn to passion and pleasure in the flick of a tongue.
Should you expose your fears? To your partner? To the world? That is a question with no simple answer. Exposing your fears—especially your sexual fears—will, without a doubt, scare some people away. At the same time, exposing your fears can be almost as sexy as exposing yourself.
Well, whatever you’re into—or afraid of—you can always expose yourself to me. As must be apparent by now, one of my fetishes is helping people to deal with their fears and fantasies. So don’t be afraid to call me. I won’t hurt you…unless you really want me to.
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robert
10 · 21 · 11 @ 4:28 am
The anticipation of having sex with someone new can & is a bit scary.But also VERY EXCITING ,
Sharron Clemons
12 · 21 · 10 @ 1:59 pm
you’re a goddess Susan and your Halloween poem was awesome
bromeo
11 · 1 · 10 @ 1:28 pm
I’d like to have sex while skydiving…am I addicted to sex or the rush? Maybe both. I never know what is going to happen to a show, so I try not to miss any. See you all next week.
bromeo
11 · 1 · 10 @ 1:28 pm
I’d like to have sex while skydiving…am I addicted to sex or the rush? Maybe both. I never know what is going to happen to a show, so I try not to miss any. See you all next week.
Jade
10 · 29 · 10 @ 5:34 pm
Brilliant analysis of our deepest darkest thoughts. Must share with the BF now…Happy Halloween!
PolyBi
10 · 29 · 10 @ 5:33 pm
This probably explains the tea bag movement.
robert
10 · 29 · 10 @ 9:25 am
you look beautiful in these pics (as usual) great costumes the vampire attacking you is really very hot .Stay well .Love Robert
Mae Victoria
10 · 28 · 10 @ 11:46 pm
Really Suzy, I don’t know how you do it. I’m in my sleep clothes. If only these events and radio shows were during the day. I look up to you all for having the energy to party. It’s truly amazing how you round them all up.
Mindy G
10 · 28 · 10 @ 7:17 pm
Awesome piece. It explains why I go for the crazy guys with Harleys but no job instead of the nice accountants who want to date me.
Dark Angel of Fate
10 · 28 · 10 @ 7:02 pm
you’re a goddess Susan and your Halloween poem was awesome
Nina W.
10 · 28 · 10 @ 4:39 pm
Fascinating article, and a welcome respite from my fears of what’s to come of this country. I myself find the impending elections to be a lot scarier than sex. Or maybe its symptom of our paranoid, repressed sexuality that we have so many crazy Tea Partiers poised to take control of our Capitol, and our bedrooms.
William Haines
10 · 28 · 10 @ 4:33 pm
Personally, I think religion is a hell of a lot more frightening than sexuality, whether the supernatural realm exists or not. From the crusades to the witch hunts to the inquistions to the teleevangelists on the religious right to the insane aslyum in the middle east, it’s a program of massive fear. Religion is scary enough, even if you’re an agnostic and just believe it’s all a fantasy. If you actually believe in it, it gets worse. Then you’ve got a pretty scary, arrogant, spiteful god that not only refuses prove his existence, but never lets you know what he wants or what he plans to do. He is powerhungry, sadistic and psychotic. Than you have the religious adversary (the devil, the nonbeliever), so that god can have something to blame.
CeeBee
10 · 28 · 10 @ 3:25 pm
Brilliant analysis, Dr. Suzy. Great pix too. Makes me want to cuddle up with my honey and watch Arachnophobia!
Jackie zee
10 · 28 · 10 @ 3:08 pm
great blog! can i be a jungle girl even tho i’m a naughty boy?
JuxLii
10 · 28 · 10 @ 2:54 pm
Fantastic!
As reluctant as I might be to suggest it as an alternative to second guessing adrenaline-influenced emotion, I can’t help but think that I stay in love with life by seeking rickety bridges. Adrenaline-junkiedom, I suppose…
Ah well. More salsa!