Mindfucked: Wet for Sci-Fi Dick (Part 2)

In my last post I introduced you to Philip K. Dick’s Cris from “The Golden Man,” one of the hottest male characters in 1950s science fiction. If you recall, this 18-year old genetic deviant’s mutation gives him a special power coveted by all men (who are into women): It makes his irresistible to human females. When he gets captured by Baines, a government agent, and is brought in for examination, he manages to escape captivity and certain death by seducing Baine’s fiancé, Anita.

Curious to see Cris in action? Want some insight into how women read erotica? Let me walk you through Dick’s skilfully designed seduction scene.

1. Let Her Do *All* the Talking

It’s four a.m. Anita’s stripping down for a night’s rest in one of the government agency’s guest dorm rooms. Enter Cris, god’s gift to horny women engaged to workaholics (a.k.a. Baines).

“Anita snatched up her lash-tube from the dressing table. Her hands shook; her whole body was trembling. ‘What do you want?’ she demanded. Her fingers tightened convulsively around the tube. ‘I’ll kill you.’”

All this shaking and tightening – around a phallic weapon, no less. Is Dick foreshadowing a killer orgasm?

“The figure regarded her silently, arms folded. It was the first time she had seen Cris Johnson closely. That great, dignified face, handsome and impassive. Broad shoulders. The golden mane of hair, golden skin, pelt of radian fuzz—‘Why?’ she demanded breathlessly. Her heart was pounding wildly. ‘What do you want?’”

I'd be friggin' excited too if there was a hot, half-naked man standing in my room at 4 a.m. 

“She was scared. And strangely fascinated. [...] God, he was huge! It wasn’t possible he was only eighteen, a boy, a child. He looked more like some great golden god, come down to earth. She shook the thought savagely. He wasn’t a god. He was a beast. The blond beast, come to take the place of man. [...] She was confused. Which was he – or was he both?”

Mmmmm, this frame sets the stage for your typical, trashy romance “NO!!! No! noooo... ohhhh... yes, Yes! YES!!!” hot-rogue-on-the-run-seduces-strong-horny-woman scene.

Notice how, on account of Cris’s silence, Anita, who's already worked up, starts to spin a fantasy narrative about him? Notice how in her mind he’s larger than life – both a god and a beast – perfect and feral? I bet you this stud fucks like an animal too.

2. Kiss & Hold Her (until she gives in)

“Cris took her in his arms. Gently, kindly, he lifted her face and kissed her.”

So far so good.  A kiss is a good way to get me wet.

“His powerful hands held her tight.”

There's nothing like the feel of a man's firm grip on my ass to get me worked up.

“She couldn't breathe.”

Yeah.... I'm so excited I have to catch my breath. Ahhhhhh....

“Darkness, mixed with the shimmering golden haze, swept around her. Around and around it spiraled, carrying her senses away. She sank down into it gratefully.”

I've closed my eyes.... You've got me where you want me. My cunt’s swelling and slippery. *Please* have your way with me. Like, NOW.

3. Fuck Me Her (until she comes so hard she faints)

“The darkness covered and dissolved her in a swelling torrent of sheer force that mounted in intensity each moment, until the roar of it beat against her and at last blotted out everything.”

Wow. I’ve “dissolved” in a “swelling torrent of sheer force.” That must be one rock-solid cock “mounting” my cunt – hard, harder, and still harder yet – until I am overcome by an orgasm of such magnitude that I pass out. Maybe I hyperventilated? Maybe he had me in a choke hold?

Whatever that was, I want more of it....