Funny thing about real life vs. porn though. When you’re faking it in real life (and I don’t mean “oh god, oh god, oh god! stuff by the way) you’re encouraging and synchronizing and, well, almost cheerleading your partner into a nicer experience — than if, say, you said “turn out the light when you’re done, hon, I’m going to sleep. :-) Plus unless he/she’s faking it too it’s not like your partner’s going to review video after to see if your skin’s really flushed and your eyes really closed.

When you fake it in porn you’re just, well, faking it. There’s nobody else around to impress so you ought only to do what actually feels good.

(Note: I tried an anti-depressant a couple of years ago and, like many people who take the things, I was faced with the fake-it-for-her-sake dilemma as often as not. Sex still really felt great but orgasms often weren’t in the cards. Most of the time when I couldn’t come I just didn’t come. Sometimes I did, since it distracted and bummed my partner out that I wasn’t. As I said earlier, I’d far prefer to have sex and not come than not have sex at all.)