Actually, romance novel is more appropriate then light porn or even erotica. There is so little actual sex in the books they are mostly PG rated or PG-13 at best.
While it is definitely very light porn by today's standards, even today it serves as erotic inspiration for a particular section of the alt sexuality community.
Erotica? Hell yes.
Pornography? Absolutely not.
There's just not enough explicit sex, or sexual content in them for them to be considered pornography, even back in the 60s.
literature or art intended to arouse sexual desire.
Yeah... the books definitely fall under that category. They're often enough attempting to illicit arousal in the the reader. To the point that the author sometimes addresses the reader specifically (especially female readers) with a suggestion that they may have become aroused from reading a passage.
printed or visual material containing the explicit description or display of sexual organs or activity, intended to stimulate erotic rather than aesthetic or emotional feelings.
Typical Gorean sex scene in the books:
Beasts Of Gor ~ 1 The Sleen
I did not let her speak further then, but forced the slave, as my whim had it, to endure the lengthy tumult of a bond girl's degradation, lying chained in the arms of a master who does not choose to show her mercy.
I had her as what she was, a slave.
In a quarter of an Ahn her beauty squirmed helplessly; my arms bled from her fingernails; her eyes were wild and piteous. "You may speak," I informed her. She threw back her head and screamed, jolting with spasms, "I yield me your slave! I yield me your slave!" she cried. How beautiful a woman is in such a moment! I waited until she drew tremblingly quiescent, looking at me. Then I cried out with the pleasure of owning her, and claimed her. She clutched me, kissing me. "I love you, Master," she wept. "I love you."
There's no reasonable way that you can call that 'explicit'.
Norman, almost casually, mentions Tarl 'had' the woman, and then mentions that in response the 'yields'. That's erotica. Not pornography.
There's nothing explicit about that. There's no detail, no mention of specific acts, no reference to anything specifically sexual.
It's a bunch of hints, with it being up to the reader to fill in the blanks.
That's erotica for sure... but hardly pornography considering the explicit nature of the pornographic novels that date back to the same period
(and before it).
There are some scenes that are slightly more explicit, such as the following:
Dancer of Gor ~ 34 Love
"Master well knows how to use a slave," I gasped. "Will he not be merciful with me? What does he want of me? I am only a slave! Must he drive me mad with passion?"
"Be silent," he grumbled.
I twisted helplessly in the love chains. I jerked helplessly again them, the rings cutting into my ankles, pulling against my wrists. There are many varieties of such chains. These were simple and had been earlier taken from the wagoner" s bench, part of the loot which my master had divided between himself and Mirus. Each consisted of a wrist ring and an ankle ring, joined by about ten inches of chain. My left wrist had been attached to my left ankle, my right wrist to my right ankle. I was on my back. A chain was also on my neck. It fastened me to a nearby tree, a yard or so from our blankets.
"You danced well, earlier," he said.
"Master!" I gasped. "Master!"
His tongue was incredible, so gentle, so subtle and yet so persuasive, so forceful, so irresistible.
"You are a hot slave," he commented.
"Hot! I was flaming, and helpless!
He drew back a bit, amused.
Quickly I lifted myself piteously, suppliantly to him.
"Is this how the woman of Earth behave?" he asked.
"I am no longer of Earth," I said. "I am of Gor, and a slave! Be merciful, I beg it, to a helplessly aroused slave!"
He chuckled, the beast, at my discomfiture, and helplessness, and need! "Please, please!" I begged.
"You are far from Earth now, and your library, slave," he said.
"Yes, Master! Yes, Master!" I said. "Please, please, Master!" I lifted myself to him in mute petition.
How he relished the power he held over me!
"Oh, yes!" I cried, as his tongue, again touched me. It had been a tiny, subtle touch, and yet, as he doubtless knew, from my distraught condition, it had brought me to the point where my response was totally within his power and I must beg.
"Please, Master," I whimpered.
"Do you beg?" he asked.
"Yes, Master!" I said.
"Who begs?" he asked.
"Tuka, the slave of Teibar of Ar, begs!" I moaned.
Again his tongue touched me and I threw back my head and screamed with joy, jerking against the chains. "Oh!" I cried. "Oh!" I shuddered, and thrashed and gasped. Then I lay quiet in his chains, looking up at him in wonder, in gratitude. I was his. My entire body was rich in the memory of what he had done to me, in one sense what he had made me beg for, in another sense what he had forced me to endure.
"I am yours," I said.
"That is known to me," he said. He then touched me again, this time gently, with his hand.
Again I looked up at him, helplessly.
"You are mine to caress," he said.
"Yes, my master," I whispered. Then he made me cry out, softly, and then turned me to my belly on the blankets, and lifted me to him. Then he permitted me to lie on my side, and I tried to kiss at his body.
But as you can see, Norman still only hints at sexual acts taking place. The closest he comes is referencing that something is being done involving a tongue, that's causing the girl to gasp. That's about as detailed as Norman ever gets. Even in the most recent books he doesn't take his descriptions beyond that.
Hardly what you'd call 'explicit' even in 1985.
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I can be your whore
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
And your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for