A new paper published in the Archives of Sexual Behavior profiled “Stephen,” a 45-year-old “socially anxious but pleasant and cooperative” man who voluntarily checked himself into a psych ward complaining of his intense desire to be “consumed by a large, dominant woman and then defecated by her.” Stephen also admitted to fantasizing about “being feces or semen and being expelled by a person.” Strangely, Stephan’s main reason for seeking professional help was the fear that he was gay. Keep reading »
I am done with penis.
I knew I was finished with it years ago, but, stupidly, I kept holding out as if I just hadn’t found The One True Penis — say, one that glittered or was bent upwards at the perfect angle. But penis-in-vagina was such a simple go-to when I wanted to have sex! Sometimes, I would pull him into bed with me so fast that even I thought I wanted him inside me. But then, no matter how eager and considerate the lover or great the dick, my arousal would sputter a few minutes after he was in. It was like dumping ice cubes on my vagina.
Thats why I’m swearing off cock–or more particularly, penile penetration. I’ve tried all kinds of things to get penis-in-vagina sex to work for me: large cocks and small cocks, silicone and flesh, bent at different angles and attached to all genders of bodies. I’ve put on blindfolds in order to narrow my sensation to just to what was between my legs and had some of the most talented people I could find manipulate my g-spot. All to no avail. Keep reading »
If you read Dan Savage’s column or listen to his podcast, you know that pretty much any kind of fetish you could imagine exists. Armpits, nostrils, muddy shoes. You name it and someone, somewhere gets off on it. Some even find it in their loins to get sexually aroused by things most of us consider gross: snot, vomit, farts.
One man wrote to “Savage Love” the following:
My wife doesn’t understand or approve of my sexual needs. I would like her to pass gas in my face … but she refuses to let me enjoy this natural functioning of her bowels no matter how often I discuss my needs with her.
You might have read it and thought, Is this real? (Savage suggested that the man pay someone to fart on him while remaining faithful to his wife, by the way.) Even though it seems like it’s not real, YES, eproctophilia, or flatulence fetish, is very real. But should you need further proof, British psychologist Professor Mark Griffiths has published the first ever case study of an eproctophile in the journal Archives of Sexual Behaviour. Keep reading »
Fillies and gentlecolts, raise your bro huffs in the air if you attended the 2013 My Little Pony Convention. Oh, you didn’t? That’s not a problem because someone made a supercut video of the highlights for all you bronies who weren’t able to make it. I hate to rub it in, but it looks like you missed A LOT of exciting times. There was unprecedented dancing, there were live performances, there were glow sticks (used as weapons) and, of course, there was cosplay. Oh well, there’s always next year. Give it up for FANNING!!! [Huffington Post]
First base is kissing. Sloppy first is kissing with tongue. And after saliva has been sufficiently swapped, the standard is to get started with the boob touching. At least, that’s what I thought. Leave it up to the Japanese to come up with a new, more bizarre second base that is equal parts repulsive and unhygienic. Eyeball licking, also known as worming or oculolinctus, is just what it
sounds looks like. One person tongues the other’s eyeball. (FYI, I am squirming in my seat as I type this.) Keep reading »
If my suitcase bursts on the morning commuter train, it would be a more dramatic moment than for most. If a dapper businessman doesn’t drop his coffee all over my designer rubber wardrobe, the poor girl behind the tea trolley may slip on a ball-gag. From the expressions on the faces of everyone else, I am likely to know: A) if they have a fetish, and B) what it is.
I’m a fetish model. That is my job. I started off my career while I was in school, earning some extra cash modeling for a friend’s bondage website. When she encouraged me to join a site that specialized in fetish modeling, I booked enough work to go full-time after finishing my degree. Since then, I’ve been photographed in 13 countries and four states, tied up everywhere from stunning church ruins to secret underground dungeons below country mansions and have stomped down catwalks in just about every kind of outfit imaginable. (See above!) Keep reading »