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What is a Fetish and Do You Have One

By: Francis Githinji

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Some people cannot put a finger on what their fetish is. Some know them but they think they are way too abnormal. What would you say a fetish is? It is word which means false charm, power or object. It is something you are obsessed with. It can be a body part or an object. Your sexual gratification is fixated on a particular thing. It becomes a fetish when you cannot sexually get satisfied unless you fantasize about it. It is so bad that even when you masturbate you must have it in mind and still when you are with a partner sexually it has to be present or somewhere in your imagination. For instance you might find brunettes attractive which is ok but if you cannot get sexually aroused without their presence, then you certainly have a serious fetish for brunettes.

A fetish transfers power from an original object or charm to a substitute. A person who has fetishes is known as fetishist whose operation is outside the circle of what is practically considered to be normal. The variety of fetishes depend on the object where the fetish is placed upon. The known inanimate fetishes are found in three varieties. The first one is a media fetish where the fixation is all about materials such as rubber, silk, latex and leather among others. The second variety is called a form fetish where the obsession is about the shape of the object. A good example of form fetishes are stilettos, knee-high boots and certain lingerie. When the object of obsession involves body parts, the type of fetish is categorized under animate fetishes. They can be breasts, hair, feet butts and any other body part.

People have the capacity of turning anything in to a fetish. There are mild and extreme fetishes. You can be able to assess the degree of your obsessive fixation according to whether it affects your relationships and your daily life. If it interferes with your activities you should seek professional help from a psychologist. Try as much as possible to tame your fetish because when if it goes wild it becomes a mental disorder. A fetish might be triggered by something. We were not born with these obsessions. We acquire them later in life as we develop. A guy admitted that he developed a fetish for tongue rings after being orally pleasured by a woman who had one. The cold abject rubbed against his manhood while her hot mouth was engulfing him. Such a guy is likely not to get sexual gratification by romancing an ordinary girl. He needs one with a tongue ring. Experiences make us develop a fetish.

It is amazing to learn that fetishes are our deep down turn on. We might never talk about them but in your gut you know it. Some men marry beautiful and humble wives while what turns them on is a “bad girl”. A girl with a crazy hairstyle and who can perform any act on them sexually. These idols are in movies and men close their eyes and fantasize about them. If you can watch a certain movie from Monday to Monday every day like there is no tomorrow, you probably have a fetish for that bad girl in the movie. A husband confessed that in order to orgasm, he had to fantasize that he was making love to this “bad girl” in his favorite movie.

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Top Ten Fetishes You Will Wonder About

Meow!Some fetishes are crazy but it is true that they exist. Men and women are sexual animals who derive pleasures from various avenues. Here are some ten fetishes which are top on the list. It is good to gauge your degree of fixation by reading about other people. During a survey carried out recently the following was revealed. Number ten on the list concerns stomachs. Males and females admitted that taut tummies drive them crazy. They said they will never be caught dating a person who has loose tummy. However some men admitted that they love women with a teensy-weensy tummy to help them release their sexual urge on the woman’s tummy. Otherwise his experience would not be enjoyable.

Number nine among the ten fetishes concerns body piercing. There are people with an obsession about tongues, nipples, penises, eyebrows and belly buttons. They would not get turned on by a person without these or more body piercing. To them it is not only beautiful but prerequisite. Men love material such as rubber, leather, latex and vinyl. Actually they do not love the feel but the pornographic quality the material gives to the act of love making. Men will always have a fixation with a “bad girl” look even though they settle down with a “nice woman”. They find it teasing to watch a woman walking around in something tight and shiny. To some, the fetish goes as far as ordering their girlfriends to change their wardrobe to latex and leather attire only.

Among the fetishes, number seven concerns submission and domination especially in bed. There are some men who love their sexual encounters better if the woman orders them around like slaves. They are smacked, spanked and even penetrated with a strap-on. These variety of men enjoy being submissive to the women. I guess they are just tired of dominating all the time. Number six talks about something you are familiar with. Many people have a fetish with hand and feet. Some men only date women with beautiful toes and feet. This is because they love to bite, suck, lick and kiss their women’s feet. Crazy as it may sound, some women exclusively climax on sucking a man’s finger as though it was his penis. Number five on the list is about men’s crazy obsession with red lipstick and long, red-painted fingernails. It is a thing of the 1980s but it makes them feel like they are having adulterous sex which is exciting.

Men are so much into pigtails, braids and ponytails. Hair is a great fetish is among the ten fetishes. Men prefer dating younger women and dating one with a pigtail makes them feel like their desires are fulfilled. They too love the way the hair is tied up such that it resembles a whip. They then demand their women to whip them with the tied hair and it turns them on ultimately. Some women have a fetish for bald heads. They love to caress the bald head during a passionate embrace. Fetish number three involves water. Some people admitted to having enjoyed sex when there was some running water at the background. It could be rain or the shower. Number one on the list is voyeurism and exhibitionism. Many men need to see sex being in performance in order to enjoy their sexual encounter. They have to be watching pornography or erotic movies to orgasm.

When sex play goes wrong

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It used to be easy, typifying British attitudes to sex. We were prudes, bluenoses, disapproving puritans. In the 1950s, Hungarian migr George Mikes famously said, “Continental people have sex life; the English have hot water bottles.”

Boy have we loosened up. Just check the headlines in the most sober of modern newspapers. Soccer stars “spit-roasting” drunken girls. Threesomes dogging in the nearest lay-by. British couples arrested in Dubai Dubai for allegedly performing sexual acts on the beach. And all of it treated, by the media, with a kind of blas, tut-tutting amusement.

And then there are the lad mags, a great British invention. I wrote for Maxim and FHM right through the 1990s, when these titles first soared in popularity. There’s no doubt that lad mags, though they might have coarsened of late, at first did sterling work in cheerfully “liberating” the British male (and female) in all matters sexual.

But there has been another major factor in the Disinhibition of Britain. The internet has opened the door to the ripe and fecund diversity of human sexuality in a wholly new fashion. If you want to find images of naked Romanian gymnasts in jacuzzis, there they are on the Net. Whatever you desire, whatever appetite you could possibly conceive and way beyond is catered for on the Net. And because it is there it somehow seems, well, more acceptable, more ordinary, more everyone-does-it. Just another part of life. And so the great British sex party rolls on.

But underneath this national libertinism, there is a contrary undercurrent it’s that same old prudishness, but with an added tinge of paranoia. The difference nowadays is that the prudishness is aimed not at sex per se, but at certain kinds of “deviancy”: peadophilia in particular, fetishism and pornography in general.

Take the case of Jane Longhurst, Five years ago Ms Longhurst, a Brighton-based teacher, was brutally slain. At the trial it emerged that her killer was a fan of nasty, violent porn websites such as Rape Action.

Following the life imprisonment of the murderer, Jane’s mother Liz began an understandable campaign: to ban the possession of violent sexual imagery. This campaign got support from then Home Secretary, David Blunkett. This summer a law was passed, containing a clause prohibiting such imagery. Under the law it is illegal to look at images of someone freely engaging in rough sex. That is to say: the act is legal, but looking at a photo of it is forbidden. George Orwell had a word for this: thought-crime. Another description might be misguided puritanism.

How can these two urges absolute disinhibition and illogical prudishness coexist in the same society? I think the problem is that we are very confused about sex. We pretend sex is just a game, but deep down we still fear its power. However, because we now mainly hide or deny our fears, or focus these fears on “deviant” sex, the rest of the time we are free to act in a dangerously amoral way, in a bedroom without basic rules.

Let me give a fairly shocking example: from my own life.

Some years ago I was tried on a rape charge brought by my girlfriend. Although my girlfriend and I did have sex, it was consensual. And I was justly acquitted. None the less, looking back, I feel some responsibility for the sad disaster that transpired between my girlfriend and me. Because the sex we had, that night, and for many nights before, was rough and tough and pretty damn kinky: as that’s the kind of sex we both liked. She let’s call her Lucia – first entered my life when I was 21; she was just 17. She was affluent, intellectual, well-born, European-educated and wild. She liked drugs and fun. Lucia was also rapaciously carnal. By contrast I was practically a virgin: I had only had one lover by the time I met her; she’d coupled with a score of guys before leaving Sixth Form. And she liked to experiment in an S&M way. But, as it turned out, I was ready for fun and experimentation, too.

The chemical mixture of our similar psyches was combustible. I’m not sure who introduced the kinkiness into our relationship, but we both enjoyed it with exuberance and enthusiasm. After three months we were into everything from handcuffs to outdoor sex to violent and theatrical ravishings. The paradox is that this very passion began to erode the emotional side of things. We did so much sex and drugs we forgot to talk to each other. The end was maybe inevitable. One day we looked across the rumpled bedclothes, and we realised we were strangers . We broke up. But we kept returning to our carnal casino: we were hooked on the endorphine-rush of dangerous sex. Like all junkies, we ended up in trouble. One night I arranged to meet Lucia at her flat, and we did our usual rough sex thing.

After the act I felt a surge of sad revulsion I wanted to move on; this relationship was bad for us both. I told her I’d met someone else. As I ambled out the door, cruelly cool and whistling, she started crying. I ignored her.

That night I was arrested on a rape charge. I spent two months on remand in jail, then I was bailed to my family home. A whole year later I went for trial at the Old Bailey. At the end, the jury retired for two hours, and the verdict was unanimous: Not Guilty. Does that sound like closure? It wasn’t. The central question would not disappear: how did the most important person in my life at the time, the young woman I adored, come to accuse me of the most heinous crime?

Something had obviously gone seriously awry that night. Two fairly sensitive people, neither of them wholly bad or mad, landed up in the most calamitous situation. What’s more, I don’t think Lucia would have made the accusation she did without some sincere motive. She must have truly felt, or passionately persuaded herself, that she was raped. But how?

Following my acquittal, I tried to come to terms with all this, by writing a book about sexual games, and the dangers of eroticism. By way of research, I attended various trials of “sex crimes”. Many of these cases were nasty, basic, workaday rapes horrific but easily explicable.

But more than a few came from this ambiguous and sinister area: of carnal experiments that exploded. Orgies of swinging that ended in jealous violence. Sessions of bondage where someone was nearly strangled. “Playful” party-games that ended with blood being drawn and a visit from the cops.

The lesson I learnt from this research confirmed my suspicions about my relationship with Lucia, and about society as a whole. In the end, I’ve come to think that Lucia and I were both to blame for what happened. Because of the drug-fuelled silliness of our lifestyle, and our foolish and reckless disdain for morality, we had no way of knowing when to stop. We deliberately blurred the boundaries of consent, just for laughs, so there were no more boundaries left. There were no rules to govern us, so we took everything to the max. We were rafting the exhilarating whitewaters of lust, straight towards the precipice of disaster. I think the same goes for Britain as a society. We’ve gone too far. We’ve gone from treating sex with absurd mistrust to treating it with perilous nonchalance. We see it sex as an amusing sport, a particularly titillating pastime. Sex is just sex, innit? Just a hoot, a gas, a recreational diversion. And in modern Britain, if you disapprove of this casual, let-it-all-hang-out attitude, then you are one of those awful things: a killjoy.

In most ways this permissive revolution has been good, of course. It is nice that people can freely express their desires. It is good that gays and lesbians aren’t locked away or beaten up; it’s progress that boys and girls aren’t whipped for masturbation. And it is surely a very positive thing that a lot more people are having a lot more orgasms.

But in a way, that is my point: sex isn’t just about orgasms. It’s not just about pleasure. For all their faults, our forefathers knew something useful about sex that many of us have maybe forgotten. Somewhere within those narrow Victorian attitudes, now comprehensively trashed, was a hard-won and well-advised caution.

Sex is not a contact sport. It isn’t backgammon with bells on. The penis is not a playstation; the vagina ain’t an Xbox. The sexual urge comes from the most primitive and aggressive parts of the human brain: these are instincts which mix in a volatile way with drink and drugs. Sex also involves profound and serious emotions, from jealousy to love, which means that when it goes wrong it can really go wrong.

Perhaps we need to relearn this central truth. We need to rebalance our sexual attitudes. We don’t have to go back to being prudes; we don’t have to electrocute deviants. But we do need to teach our children respect, for the unique, intense, and sometimes very dangerous pleasures of human sexuality.

[From When sex play goes wrong... - Taboos & Tolerance, Love & Sex - The Independent]

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Catalina loves the Week in Review

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With all the new blogs we’re updating daily, I thought you might like a Week In Review.

The first post of the New Toy Tuesday reviews premiered on Catalina Loves this week. I also finally finished my interview with Satine Phoenix and took some new freckle photos.

Catalina Says has a series I wrote this week on starting your own sex blog, monetizing your sex blog, and increasing traffic to your sex blog.

The Momme Domme blog has more in the series of My Naughty Thoughts. My favorites are r’s naughty thoughts on squirting, r’s naughty thoughts on orgasmic expressions (with a hot pic of January Seraph having an orgasm).

I finally found the photographer of The Corset that Started It All and posted his pictures on Corset and Collar. There’s a nice little story there about how Martin Pelzer impacted my metamorphosis without even knowing it. There is also a lot of eye candy there for people who like sexy women in corsets and/or collars.

My favorite posts this week on Breathplay.info are a gasmask/latex fetish picture by Altered Aperture, a bondage/religion fetish picture, and Anna Rose’s perfect ballet heel fetish picture.

I personally think that Mr. and Mrs. Kink (dot com) is hotter than ever, but I might be a little biased. I wrote about a badly needed night of D/s, a strap-on fantasy, and the possibility of doing Dom/Domme scene with Mr. Kink.

And finally, if you go to Marky D. Sade’s sexy bondage blog, you’ll find a really cool Claire Adams scene, a bondage threesome post, and of course, a Mz. Berlin FemDom scene (HOT!) and January Seraph FemDom scene.

So there are my favorites for the week. I hope you find something you really enjoy! Please leave a comment wherever you go, so that I know what you want to see more of.

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Catalina loves Writing (The Week In Review)

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I never really considered myself a writer until recently. Recently, someone else called me a writer and I about fell over. I guess I am. It’s official. I have been writing almost every day for as long as I can remember now. It’s just part of who I am. I can’t imagine a day without writing. Aside from my own daily journal, my list of credits now include:

Catalina Loves, which will always be my first-born, and probably favorite, sex blog. Lately I’ve been doing reviews and interviews for my blog, which is a nice change from writing erotica. I will still write erotica – in fact, I’ve got this fantasy I want to write about, but CL is growing and changing, and I like the direction it’s going. I’m really fortunate to have fantastic (friends) photos from Altered Aperture, Erocrush, January Seraph, Mz. Berlin, and Satine Phoenix (thank you so much!)

Catalina Says has become a really nice little news and reviews blog. Recently I posted site reviews of Phetish Photos and TitsForTroops.net. If you’d like me to feature your blog or website, send me an email. I’ll take a look!

The Momme Domme is solely dedicated to my work in the sex industry as a Dominatrix (from Momme to Domme). If you haven’t visited that site before, now’s the time! I just started posting a new series called, r’s naughty thoughts on… (r) is my one and only online submissive. I normally don’t play online, but this was a special case because (r) is a 28-year-old paraplegic, virgin, submissive (with a desire to explore being dominant), fetishist. Each day (r) is required to send his “naughty thoughts” to me in order for him to experience sex mentally. The correspondence is intimate, sexy, naughty, and fascinating. I’ve never personally read anything like it before.

Breathplay is the lovely little fetish blog that Marky D. Sade and I write together. We try to write about all the fetishes you can imagine, even if they aren’t our fetishes. My favorites to post are pregnant women, feet, latex, food, and of course, breath play. Marky regularly posts there – there’s always something good. If you’re looking for The Perfect Fetish Picture, this is the place to go.

Corset & Collar is the half-sister of Catalina Loves. Catalina Loves began as Catalina Loves Her Collar and Catalina Loves Her Corset. As Catalina Loves grew up, we decided to start a blog that was just populated with posts about corsets, corset models, corset links, corset piercings and collars. C&C is mostly eye-candy. Some of my favorite recent posts are Mina Meow’s Corset Piercing, Mz. Berlin in black latex, and January Seraph is So Pretty In This Corset and Collar.

Mr. and Mrs. Kink (dot com) is the poor little redheaded step-child of my blogs. It is our couples blog, but needs a little work. I’m in the process of updating it, but you can at least read some of the older posts, if you haven’t yet. There are some newer posts there, and I’m posting there every day now. My favorites on MMK are: Yesterday’s Sweet Blowjob, Text Messages in Kinkland, and This Week In Sex.

Outside of the blogs, I am editing and writing the foreward for Melvin’s new book. If you didn’t know, Melvin is putting out a collection of his work, and I’m really excited to help him select photos. I’ve admired his work since I first came across it. It should be ready for a peek at Fetishcon.

So jump around a little. If you’re just used to reading this blog, you’re missing out!

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M.A.L. 2008

Feature Story at Metro Weekly magazine – News articles from Washington DC newspaper:
Upwards of 2,000 people enjoyed the camaraderie at last weekend’s Mid-Atlantic Leather event
By Doug Rule email
Photographs by Ward Morrison
Additional photographs by Todd Franson email
Published on January 24, 2008

Chris Grasso

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It’s impossible to be blasé the first time you walk around the host hotel or the grand, main performance space for the Centaur MC’s Mid-Atlantic Leather Weekend. Men parading around only in jockstraps, others in obedience gear, from dog wear to gas masks, most in some get-up made of leather, from harnesses to butt-exposing chaps — all celebrating the sense of community that’s developed, however improbably it may seem at first, around a leather lifestyle.

But stay awhile, or go again, and the message written on one popular T-shirt for sale at this year’s Leather Exhibit Hall proved to be more than just cute: ”It’s only kinky the first time.”

In fact, despite a few visible displays, there isn’t much kinky about M.A.L., which the Centaur Motorcycle Club has produced for the past 24 years. The event, the second largest of its kind, attracts upwards of 2,000 people from all over the world. Eighty-five leather and fetish clubs were represented at this year’s event, including the DC Bear Club, the Great North American Wolf Society and the Indiana Falcons.

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This year Mayor Adrian Fenty even issued a mayoral proclamation recognizing the weekend, the first in a decade. (Jim Graham has officially recognized the event in his capacity as a City Council member in previous years.)

”To me, it’s like a family reunion,” says Mike Kramer, a former Centaur who goes to the event every year. ”I get to see friends who I don’t see all year. I can’t stress enough how much it’s like a family reunion.”

Chris Grasso, who won this year’s Mr. M.A.L. Leather Contest, agrees. ”Leather is more than just about sex,” he says. ”To me, it is like family, a lifestyle.”
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And it’s a lifestyle open to everyone, far less intimidating than a novice might fear. ”I was shocked at how nice people were,” says M.A.L. co-chair Larry Barat of his first M.A.L. many years ago. ”And I’ve heard that story countless times.” Now a sixth-year Centaur, Barat says the weekend is about ”creating an environment where people can come and be themselves.”

You can even attend Saturday night’s Leather Cocktails event at the Shriners’ Almas Temple downtown in standard gay attire — T-shirt and jeans — and not feel unwelcome or out-of-place, even though it is essentially a ”leather forM.A.L.” event. Most of the 1,000 or so cocktailers dressed the part, though not Chris Dyer. At Leather Cocktails, Fenty’s liaison to the gay community read the mayor’s proclamation dressed in a suit. He did, however, sport a discreet leather tie.

”This is my first leather weekend. Sorry I wasn’t prepared,” Dyer said to the crowd after being introduced as ”the only man here wearing underwear” by emcee Frank Nowicki, who then told the GLBT leader, ”There’s a jockstrap waiting for you backstage.”

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And certainly there were men wearing jockstraps at the event. More than just a decade ago, the lifestyle now incorporates more costuming and practices than just leather and BDSM (bondage, discipline, sadism and masochism). Part of this broadening definition is attributed to a newer generation, and to outreach to a newer generation. This year’s theme, ”Get In Gear,” acknowledged a trend toward uniforms and sports and fetish gear. Images of athletes were scattered around Almas Temple just as there was a smattering of football players and other jocks scrimmaging at Leather Cocktails.

And then there was Santa Bear. Centaur member Dougie Gowin serves as the official Pentagon City Santa Claus each year, and this year he’ll be attending both a national and an international Santa conference. He doesn’t have to dress up much for that role: He has a long, white beard. ”It’s actually registered on the National Beard Registry,” said Gowin. Yes, Virginia, there is such a registry.

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On the day of the Mr. M.A.L. Contest, Sunday, Jan. 20, Gowin paraded around as Santa Wrestler, wearing a bright red singlet with shoes to match. In that gear he proceeded to lead the volunteers as they dismantled the stage.

Drag artist Varla Jean Merman served as this year’s headliner, entertaining the crowd as the judges deliberated about who should serve as Mr. M.A.L. 2008 among four contestants. A regular on the leather circuit, Merman had the crowd lapping up her raunchy stage banter and saucy numbers. She performed a song about ”dripping with pearls” — sample lyric: ”Baby I won’t rest until you put one on my chest” — and aired a video spoof of Faith Hill’s hit, ”Breathe,” in which Merman plays a woman abused by her chain-smoking man’s polluted air.

After Merman’s amusing antics, Gary Samuels spoke eloquently in his ”step-aside speech” about his work over the past year as Mr. M.A.L. 2007.

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”This year I learned the beauty of brotherhood,” he said. Having focused on attracting and mentoring the leather community’s next generation, Samuels choked up a bit as he related the story of one young man who told Samuels his work inspired him to compete in the Mr. M.A.L. contest next year.

”Being a part of the leather community is nothing short of a great adventure for me,” said this year’s Mr. M.A.L. first runner-up Karl Hornberger. ”I seek out ways to continue fostering the strong sense of camaraderie that the leather community has instilled in me.” As first runner-up, Hornberger was awarded a leather-ball gag as one of his many gifts from M.A.L. sponsors.

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The camaraderie Hornberger attributes to the leather community is certainly fostered by the three full days of adventure that M.A.L. offers to veterans and novices alike. From the wild (but also mild) things to see all weekend at the Leather Exhibit Hall and the hosting Washington Plaza Hotel, to the weekend’s full slate of entertainment, including the Recon fetish party at Apex and the Leather Reaction Dance at the 9:30 Club, to the fraternity-like atmosphere of the official events at Almas Temple, M.A.L. 2008 offered at least a little something for everyone.

Cocktail in hand at Saturday night’s leather social, Vern Stewart, a former Centaur and veteran leather-circuit traveler, summed up the experience with a broad grin: ”I’m just watching the world go by.”

Kinky sex makes for happy people | Straight.com

Feature Articles | Kinky sex makes for happy people | Straight.com
By Pieta Woolley
Publish Date: November 22, 2007

picture-10.pngThe Brentwood Town Centre food court was, during lunch time on November 6, not an obvious hub of sexuality. Diners hunched over the bolted-down tables, ingesting soft meat burritos and fried rice. Most ate alone in silence. But to sex-positive activist Jennifer Skrukwa, there was nothing flaccid about such an ordinary crowd.

“I’ll bet 40 percent of the people here are kinky,” she told the Georgia Straight in an interview at the food fair. “But do they label their kinks? Surely there’s a lot of people here who like to have their nipples pinched really hard before they come. Or get scratched. Or feel the full weight of someone lying on top of them. Or have their bums spanked a couple of times a year. I’ll bet there’s a woman here who likes to dress up in heels and bustiers. And that man over there wearing a Betty Boop jacket, he’s probably wearing red silk undies. Someone here has got his wife’s panties in his pocket and sniffs them each time he goes to the washroom today.

“These people are alive with sex. But many of them are denying that they are.”

Skrukwa isn’t a denier, inside or out. At the food fair, she wore a turquoise lace tank, push-up bra, and black stilettos. Her lipstick was perfectly applied, her eyes popped under heavy mascara, and her long dark hair was immaculately teased and sprayed. That evening, at the Love Nest sex store across from Metrotown, she taught cock-sucking to a full house.

Vancouver wants what she is selling. The 35-year-old mom leads 170 workshops per year on subjects ranging from “butt sex and anal pleasure” to “finding and stimulating the G-spot”, which features a live demonstration “where you can actually see the G-spot spurt”, she said. Skrukwa claims she’s hosted about 7,000 people each year since she started her business, Libido Events ( libidoevents.com/ ), eight years ago. On Saturday (November 24), she’s throwing a 120-person sex party at 595 Hornby Street that will include: eight queen-sized beds; one bondage suspension rack; a sex room; a dance floor; a flogging station; 4,800 square feet in which to frolic; and a set of house rules.

This isn’t porn or prostitution. It’s grownups of diverse sexual preferences consensually and shamelessly getting their freak on. And Vancouver has become one giant sexy experiment, with Generations Y and X leading the way.

Sin City’s fetish nights at Gastown’s Club 23 West attract 500 naughty schoolgirls, goths, and others monthly and boast 1,085 Facebook members. Kitsilano’s Art of Loving offers classes in sexual massage, kissing, how to “make her moan”, and other subjects. The CY Club, Vancouver’s oldest swinging club, offers “hump day” once a month. The two-year-old Club Eden, a warehouse-sized club in Delta, charges $50 for a couples membership, $90 per event, and another $100 to stay overnight. This summer, it expanded to Calgary. “Polyamorists” (those who love more than one person) are finding each other on the Web, and UBC PhD candidate Danielle Duplassie believes their numbers may reach the thousands in B.C.

“There seems to be a trend that one person cannot meet all of another person’s needs,” she told the Straight . “There’s certainly a trend to more openness.”

This is just the tip. Almost every night of the month, there’s some easy-to-find kinky event where consenting adults can get off.

But are you getting any? You, Straight reader, who bought into the monogamous “lifestyle”, as sanctioned by society, law, the church, the synagogue, the temple, and the mosque. How much sex are you having?

In the absence of any recent, local, decently sampled research on sexual frequency, it’s impossible to know just what you and your neighbours are up to. In his work, local sex therapist David McKenzie refers to The Social Organization of Sexuality: Sexual Practices in the United States , by Edward O. Laumann, John H. Gagnon, Robert T. Michael, and Stuart Michaels (University of Chicago Press, 1994). They found that about 10 percent of adults are sexually inactive, and about a quarter have sex a few times a year or not at all. In total, they found, 60 percent of adults are having sex a few times a month or less. Not exactly burning up the bedrooms.

Burnaby counsellor Dawn Schooler sees plenty of Generation Y and Xers who are having no sex. In fact, that’s a trend that is going to worsen, she predicted to the Straight in a phone interview.

“There’s a growing isolation,” she said. “Leisure time is spent in solitary pursuits, on the Internet, iPods, video games. They don’t learn to have social relationships.” As for monogamous couples, she said of those she sees in her practice, they’re simply too busy to have sex, thanks to work, the high cost of living, and children.

Skrukwa’s answer is kink. Get kinky and get some.

“For me, it started when a partner asked me to wear high-heeled shoes in bed,” she recalled. “Stilettos. So I started wearing shoes for him, and it spiralled.” She tried out an S&M club. “It was not my cup of tea, but I was captivated by the idea that you can be in a space where people accept you for what you want.”

Now, with a female partner of six years, a male partner of one year, and a growing business helping folks sort out their freaks, Skrukwa is at the helm of the mainstreaming of kink in Vancouver, for the sake of keeping everyone’s sex life alive.

Lulu West was 29 the first time she strapped on an oversized, sparkly, clear-jelly dildo, paired it with stockings, garters, and a corset, and braved a fetish night with some girlfriends. With a one-year-old at home, she hadn’t been out for a couple of years. She panicked before going.

“But after about five minutes, I loved the titillation, the dancing, the eye candy, the outfits,” she told the Straight in an Oak Street coffee shop. “There was a really beautiful bleached-blond lady who was bending all these guys over a pool table, and they were begging her to spank them. She had a huge hickory switch, and she was laughing and having a good time, swatting them with it. At the end, she pulled out her boob and squeezed breast milk all over their bums and rubbed it in all over.”

West paused and her eyes opened wide.

“And I thought, ‘Wow! I’m not bored! Check this out!’”

Avoiding boredom is a big motivator for West. Now married, she still goes to fetish nights and adult play parties with permission from her husband. She’s allowed to do anything except have sex with men–though she frequently has “dildo sex” with women. For her, she said, it keeps her primary relationship fresh and her work as a federal civil servant more tolerable.

“I love my husband, but everybody gets bored,” she said. “Sometimes you just want to colour outside the lines. It makes you energized. You feel sexier [after a party], and you get a mood boost for days.…When you go out, you bring back something new, something you saw or did. And you can play with that for a while. Play with your thoughts, the things you saw. Have a fantasy.”

West looked to the existing scene to freshen her sex life, but SFU student Scott Barnes simply introspected. Nine years ago, Barnes was 17 and travelling across Canada with his girlfriend. In Montreal, he met another woman. He asked his girlfriend, “If I sleep with this other woman, does that mean we have to break up?” She thought that didn’t make sense. So Barnes began a two-year “freeing and liberating” sexual era in his life: lots of partners, lots of sex.

Next, he spent seven years in an almost sex-free monogamous relationship.

“Her sex drive waned so dramatically,” he explained to the Straight in a phone interview. “For four years, we had no sex. It really reinforced to me the reasonableness of being nonmonogamous.”

Recently, he fell “madly and completely in love” with a woman. He explained to her his preference for nonmonogamy. She considered it. Tragically, he said, the same day he realized he didn’t need anyone else, she broke up with him over the issue. So now he’s buying flowers, trying to lure her back.

To help himself and others sort through the issues, Barnes started a Facebook group called Poly-Monogamy: An Inquiry Into Open Relationships. After heated on-line debates and private thoughts, his conclusion is, “Except for those who enshrine a coherent set of principles–like Roman Catholic or fundamentalist Muslim marriage, unless it’s that strict–I think everyone wants something different out of their relationships.”

That conclusion, and Barnes and West’s own histories, are consistent with their demographic, according to sex counsellor McKenzie. Those under 40, he said, are far more willing to try kink and open relationships than their seniors. In the six years since McKenzie started his practice, the biggest change he’s seen is the more liberal attitudes of many of his clients toward swinging.

“Sex is not the big bogeyman for them that it was for us,” he told the Straight in a phone interview. “Generation Y saw their parents get divorced, and they don’t want to divorce. At the same time, there’s a deep need for variety.”

Indeed, if Skrukwa is at the helm of nonmonogamy in Vancouver, Barnes and West are tossed about by the waves.

A young Barnes saw a marriage close to him disintegrate under the pressure of monogamy. The woman didn’t want sex; the man did. And in the long term, their solution looked a lot like his first nonmonogamous relationship–only unhappy, and without her consent. Why, he wonders, shouldn’t the man be up-front about his desire for everyone’s sake?

West estimated that about a third of her friends are open to the kink scene. It’s a relief after the mainstream dating scene, she said.

“I wasted a lot of time before,” she said. “I used to go to the regular clubs endlessly, trying to be charming. I think people really misrepresent themselves there. Guys can rob you emotionally when they’re not honest [about being nonmonogamous]. In the kink scene, you’re just out there, asking for exactly what you want.”

In West’s experience, though, the other two-thirds of folk are too scared or unmotivated to break out of their low-sex lives. Television sucks the sex drives out of plenty of friends who don’t participate in kink, she said. For others, “they’re in serious ‘no’ mode,” she relayed. For undefined reasons, West said, some refuse because of amorphous “values” or “judgments”.

Monogamy is not working, according to Duplassie, the founder and director of Burnaby’s Shanti Counselling Centre. Divorce is almost at 50 percent; affairs are epidemic; and those who claim to be monogamous often simply go from one partner to the next–hardly the definition of the word.

Her PhD thesis in counselling psychology addresses polyamory. She hopes that a better clinical understanding of the subject will aid counsellors in helping those with more than one partner.

Duplassie started her research when, two years ago, she found herself to be in love with two people. At a conference she attended in Ottawa, she talked about the idea of polyamory.

“My questions were shut down,” she told the Straight during an interview at a Commercial Drive coffee shop. “They said, ‘I wonder what polyamorists are running away from?’ and I thought, ‘Wow. That’s ignorant.’ I wanted to research women who can speak to that experience, without the pathological viewpoint.”

What she’s found so far is that there are hundreds, if not thousands, of Vancouverites who identify as polyamorous, and probably many more who consensually have more than one partner, without self-labelling. And–apart from the December 2006 issue of the U.K.–based Sexualities on-line journal, which was devoted to polyamory–there’s very little recent academic research on nonmonogamy, Duplassie has found. Canadian laws governing marriage and benefits don’t support it; universities don’t study it; the pharmaceutical companies would rather medicate low sex drives than promote alternative sexual expression; and society does not yet embrace it, she said. Yet lots and lots of people are doing it, in spite of all that.

The growth of kink is good news to John Ince, the leader of the Vancouver-based Sex Party ( sexparty.ca/ ). Those in their 20s and 30s, he echoed, are the most sexually liberal generation. But they fall apart politically. To have a true sex-positive culture, he said, the laws must change. Censorship must be restricted; sex education should teach positive, gradual skills; public nudity should be allowed; sex work must be legalized–among many other provincial and federal changes listed in the party’s on-line platform.

“It disturbs me that the most sex-positive component of the culture is the least likely to vote,” he told the Straight on the phone. “It’s a problem for the entire progressive community.”

Youth in Vancouver enjoy a comparatively free sexual stage, he said, including: Wreck Beach; a thriving destination gay scene; a diverse indoor sex industry largely unhampered by police; a fetish community; and “Porn North”, the emerging sex-entertainment industry.

Still, Ince said, there’s a long way to go. He pointed to Surrey’s recent stir over the nudists who wanted to use the Newton Wave Pool as a prime example.

For Skrukwa, though, it’s not about politics. It’s about the small, personal barriers holding people back from embracing sex positivity. Breaching the subject with your partner. Going to a first event. Even Vancouver’s casual fashion scene is a cold shower on sexuality.

“I always have heels on,” Skrukwa explained. “If you want to feel sexy, you have to do something about it. If you feel like the same old craptacular image wearing your washed-out whatevers, you’re not eye candy. Sexy is as sexy does. And most men like a pair of heels.”

If, as Ince says, youth are apolitical, the redefinition of what mainstream sexuality is for the 21st century depends on the personal decisions of folk like Skrukwa, West, Barnes, and Duplassie. They’re voting with their feet–and minds and sexy bits–for nonmonogamy.

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While men might brag to their friends about the kick-ass sex they’re having, they rarely get into specifics. And when it comes to actually divulging their secret desires to the women in their lives…well, they’re even more tight-lipped.

But they will tell Cosmo — in large part because they know we’ll pass on the information to you. So we spoke to a bunch of guys and experts to find out what tops men’s bedroom wish lists. Though every dude has different needs, “there are some universal sex moves and attitudes that most men want but don’t know how to request,” explains sex therapist Sandor Gardos, PhD, founder of MyPleasure.com. To learn about his carnal longings — and how to satisfy them — read on. Read More→

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The Sunday Mirror has claimed that Spice Girl, Melanie Brown, known as Mel B had a two year relationship with two lesbians.

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On-duty policeman proves he was in constant radio contact during steamy encounter due to the earpiece he was wearing
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Why the lesbian fetish?

Why are men sexually attracted to lesbians? I have asked a lot of people-self-identifying men and women-for their take on this and these are the theories I have heard:

*Men are jealous; they don’t like the idea of a woman with another man.
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Urban Legends and Comedy conspire to blow reality out of the water when it comes to news stories.

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