“I have a shopping fetish!”
“I have a total fetish for caramel-covered popcorn — it’s my favorite snack!”
“She watches the Kardashians’ shows because she has a weird Kim fetish. She’s wants to dress like her so badly.”
You’ve probably heard a comment like this at least once a week your entire life. These sorts of comments drive me bonkers, because those people are not really referring to fetishes.
Instead, they’re misusing the word “fetish” to describe anything they really like, instead of something that sexually turns them on. I imagine it might be the same way gay folks would feel when a straight-person says to their same-sex friend “I’m gay for you,” when really they just mean their friend is a good buddy.
This is a subject we could all stand to know more about. Obviously I am not a psychologist or a medical expert of any kind; I’m just a woman with a spanking fetish who is researching official information on the subject on Google and including my own experiences and tips. I highly recommend visiting a sex-positive therapist, specifically a sex therapist, for a professional consult and to sort this stuff out if you or a loved one have a fetish or paraphilia.
But for a basic 101 on fetishes and paraphilia, here are some commonly asked questions and answers:
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For as long as we’re aware of other people’s dirty bits and sexual desires, we’re aware of how funny it can be to talk about them. My niece, for instance, thinks that “butt” is the funniest word in the English language. But she’s six. The grown-up version of “Ha ha, butt!” are those conversations — either whispered sotto voce or way-too-loud after a few too many cocktails — about other people’s personal lives, particularly the parts we’re not supposed to know. She did what? He wanted to put his thingy where? Oh my God. EW.
I’m not above finding the TMI details of other people’s private lives fascinating. Or sharing my own. Hey, the dude who wanted to lock me inside a dog cage and pee on me makes for an interesting story. (Hopefully he has found someone less claustrophobic to fulfill that pecadillo.) It satisfies the same morbid curiosity that wants to see celebrity nude pics. We want to know what other people are packing, I suppose so we can compare it against ourselves.
But there’s a point where a line needs to be drawn. It needs to be drawn hard. We need to stop posting people’s real-life personal, private, sexual information on the Internet for the purpose of mocking or shaming them. Keep reading »
The New York Times Style section usually emits more groans from me than cheers. Remember that piece about how bangs are “in”? And how women wear dresses? So I was ecstatic this week to see the Modern Love essay is by Jillian Keenan, a woman with a spanking fetish who is struggling to come out about it to her boyfriend. The essay touched on the struggles female spankos face from a judgmental and/or misunderstanding public, namely that we all must have suffered sexual abuse (not true) or must be gravely damaged in some way (also not true). And I was particularly delighted that 50 Shades Of Grey got only a brief mention. Keep reading »
Japan’s SPA magazine recently published an article called “The Ultimate Form Of Slob,” about the masculinization of women, which appears to be manifesting itself in female “slob” behaviors. This includes slacking on cleanliness in homes, refusing to maintain hairless bodies, and wait for it … wearing diapers to avoid having to take bathroom breaks at work.
One of the 25-year-old “slobs” interviewed in the piece confessed to wearing a diaper to work for the last six months to save her the trouble of having to use the toilet. LIKE, SHE PEES IN HER DIAPER AND SITS IN IT. Apparently, this trend is catching on and some drugstores have started stocking their feminine hygiene sections with lots of adult diapers. Keep reading »
I’ll bet you’ve never heard of a happy ending like this before. A Kansas woman is suing her personal trainer for allegedly ejaculating on her feet after a training session at the gym. Groaaaaannnn.
After completing her workout at her Gold’s Gym in Merriam, Kansas, Ashley Clevenger claims her trainer Darrell Davis took her back to a room “equipped and designated for massages.” While she was on her stomach getting her legs and feet massaged, Clevenger claims she felt “something strange on her feet that did not feel like hands.” She turned around and saw Davis “rubbing his exposed penis on her feet” and “ejaculat[ing] on [her] feet.” Clevenger is suing for psychological and emotional damages. Keep reading »
In college, I was madly in love with a guy named Elijah who looked like Denzel Washington. We were both undergraduate acting majors, and I spent the whole of freshman year ogling his perfect face, and perfect bottom. All I wanted out of life was the chance to have a romantic make out session with him, and seeing as how Elijah actually asking me out on a date was as likely as the Second Coming of Christ, I knew I’d have to be the one to make a move.
Dreams do come true, you see. It’s just, they tend to take an awful lot of work.
A holiday soiree was coming up at my acting school and I thought it the perfect opportunity for a casual but flirtatious conversation between and Elijah and me. There’d be free drinks and dancing and I planned to wear this slinky, red acrylic number. I also planned for Elijah to be drunk enough to think Sara Barron sure looks good in that slinky, red acrylic number. I bought my college friend, Melanie, along with me so she could act as personal cheerleader. “Go! Go! Go!” she’d shout whenever she saw Elijah disengaged from other conversations. I procrastinated for hours, however, until her enthusiasm waned. Keep reading »
Men, how do you know you’re well-endowed? Oh, when your penis is mistaken for a weapon of mass destruction. Jonah Falcon, the man presumed to have the world’s largest penis (although Guinness World Records has not been down in his pants to confirm), aroused suspicion at the San Francisco International Airport when passing through security.
At nine inches flaccid and 13.5 inches at full mast, it’s not surprising that airport security suspected his “very noticeable” bulge might have been an explosive device. “I had my ‘stuff” strapped to the left. I wasn’t erect at the time … One of the guards asked if my pockets were empty and I said, ‘Yes.’ I said, ‘It’s my d**k.’ He gave me a pat down … They even put some powder on my pants, probably a test for explosives. I found it amusing,” said the 41-year-old New Yorker. Falcon joked that next time he’s “just going to wear bike shorts” when traveling. Great idea, Jonah! Click on through to see more of the most amazing d**ks that have ever existed. [Mirror UK]
We don’t discriminate here at The Frisky. We celebrate the beauty of all sorts of men … tall, short, fat, thin, bald, long-haired, hoofed, or flippered. Hey, as long as he treats me well, who cares if he only has one leg, I mean fin. In honor of the Coney Island Mermaid Parade this weekend, I waded and splashed my way to the depths of the internet to find the hottest men for whom swimming is the primary form of transportation. Like this sea hunk. This is exactly what Finnick Odair of “The Hunger Games” looks like my imagination. I wouldn’t mind taking a dip with him. Click through for some more wet n’ wild merman sexiness.
Welcome to more adventures in objectum sexuality, the fetish where a person finds herself sexually attracted to an inanimate object. The latest object of desire is our very own Lady Liberty. Twenty-seven-year-old Brit, Amanda Whittaker has taken a shine to our Statue of Liberty. “She is my long-distance lover and I am blown away by how stunning she is,” Amanda says of her woman. She first fell for “Libby” (her pet name for the statue), when she saw her picture online. Since then, she’s flown across the pond to visit Libby four times, caressing her bonze body and blowing her kisses. Amanda considered marrying her, but thought it would be selfish since Libby has so many other admirers. Instead, she’s settled for a room full of replicas of her lover. Before Libby, Amanda had a passionate tryst with a drum set. “Other people might be shocked to think I can have romantic feelings for an object, but I am not the same as them.” I can’t say I understand Amanda’s complex feelings for Libby, but I don’t judge. You can’t help who you fall in love with. And you certainly can’t deny the sexiness of freedom. We wish these two life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness together. [The Sun]