Does that affect me? Porn for women in the test
I am surrounded by nuns, students and mothers, all of them naked and horny, who are seen on DVD covers, which fill a long corridor in six rows one above the other. For some shots I do not know at first glance, which body part I get to see there? and what exactly happens with it. After the second look, I regret to have looked more closely.
I'm in a sex shop on the Hamburg Reeperbahn and am almost alone in the film department. Only now and then a man sneaks past me and looks at me suspiciously from the side. I go disgusted from shelf to shelf, a meat counter, in which hundreds of bared women from wide-open mouths fire out artificial orgasms, eyes twisted backwards. Masturbation templates to go, made by horny men for horny men? although I hope that not everybody likes to get down on this horror cabinet.
Anyway, these brutal and humiliating depictions of women make me angry. I would like to have sex, which I would like to have myself? embodied by people with whom I would do it.
Women's pornos: Couples kissing instead of clenching their genitals
On the shelf? For him and her? I'm getting closer to the matter. Men, staged as orgasmic fathers, students and monks, are missing, however, because women seem to prefer to watch the sex of the beautiful sex. So women are in the center of attention here as well, but they are not at the bottom without. And the couples you see are kissing each other instead of pressing each other's genitals in the face. The focus is on the bodies and faces. Erotic instead of porn. I would describe this aesthetic, which should attract women, as sensual, a word that seems somehow old-fashioned and that I do not associate with pornography at all. But I want to find out if these films really can turn me on. But first, I return to the beginnings of my sexuality: soft porn on private television.
As a teenager, I always snapped the latest TV newspaper, which told me what sex movies would run in the next two weeks. Most stripes got in the category "erotic? just one out of three points, and those rating thumbs were actually always down. Nevertheless, I turned every Saturday from zero clock with anticipation on my little blue tube TV? silently, the finger on the remote, if I hear my parents outside trapse. I wanted them, the tanned bodies that loved rooftop terraces in southern France, in red convertibles and in old castles. Genitalia never interacted, but the show alone was exciting for one as far from sex as I was at age 14. Without the Internet, pornography was out of the question, and in my virgin innocence I had no interest in explicit pictures. At that time I thought: This is something only perverts look on, who scurry in video stores through black curtains in the "Ü 18" department. For me, there were only Vox, cable 1 and RTL II. And the "summer night fantasies", which once a year on ZDF ran.
Might these EROTIC HAMKS turn on at the end of 20? On the net I find a page where vintage sex movies can be streamed. There I meet an old acquaintance: Emmanuelle. Part Six, 1988. Slowly she takes off her silk stockings, the camera films in the semi-darkness over her body, which reminds a bit of nudes in shop windows of provincial photographers. Only after 20 minutes there is the first sex scene: Emmanuelle rubs herself on an oil-smeared ship's worker, later on a stranger in a river, every now and then she caresses women. All actresses have real breasts. Penises are not visible. Vulvas too? thanks to the pubic hair, densely grown like beaver tails. After a while I spool, because I'm annoyed that everything is only hinted at and cut whenever it gets hotter. And this senseless talk. No man needs. Now I want to see how naked bodies crash over each other, drilled into each other? wicked and wild. I want a movie that would make even Emmanuelle's ears red.
Porn for women: show for naked talents?
I start with "Petra Joy", a German director, who films from the "female point of view? rotates. Your website shines bright red. For 10 euros, I can watch 40 minutes of films? from categories like? Oral ?,? Group Sex? or? Characters? (Housewives, or rather vampires?). I end up at a kind of talent show where only women sit on the jury. A man in a leather slipper dances on a pole in front of them? later he holds his own in his hand. Candidate number three eventually satisfies the ladies on the jury and thus wins a golden penis triumph. That's funny, but not really sexy.
In another film, a man and a much older woman jump through satin sheets. She wears a red dress and a fabric flower in her blond hair, he's a guy with a slightly devious expression who looks like somebody asked him at the Altglascontainer at night if he would like to play in a pornography. At any rate, the devious person goes to great lengths to caress the head of this woman forever, massaging her body with oil, and before he satisfies her orally, he licks her knee. What a gain in knowledge: I've never licked my knee. Judging by the look of the woman, I seem to have missed something.
PETRA JOY TURNS IN ROOMS with red walls and black beds. I feel a bit like in a sex shop, from which I want to get out quickly. Sometimes strokes and ice cubes are used, people suck on feet and strawberries and swim in a bathtub full of rose petals. What is supposedly female about it is too clichéd to me. As if we needed pseudo-romance to get aroused. But what really repels me is the actors, who look like people I suspect in swinger clubs. Most of them have lousy tattoos and lip piercings. Above and below.
The moaning of women in porn could be my own
THE NAKED BY ERIKA LUST, a Swedish porn filmmaker who shoots in the heat of Barcelona, are a lot prettier. For their series? XConfessions? filmed Lust the absurd fantasies of their audience. For 16 euros, the films can be downloaded. But the viewer gets to see beautiful young people on white sheets whose bodies are not perfect, but let's say: appetizing. I would instantly throw some of the actors into the pillows. They are also tattooed, but more in the direction of Großstadthipster. They have sex with their neighbors, while couchsurfing, hiking, there is a witch conjuring a daring man in a forest, and a women's orgy in which all behave like cats. I can even hide that they are porn actresses because they do not fit the stereotype? inflated and shaved bald. The stories are funny, make you lust for sex and act as if the actors really have fun together. The great thing is: I can identify with the fantasies, even imagine myself being the witch, the neighbor, or one of the catwomen? The moaning of porn women could also be my own moan.
Maybe the women porn is a middle ground between? Emmanuelle? and movies in which the actresses cum dripping from the eyebrow. Incidentally, I find it interesting that most women porn consumers are men. But does not hurt them either. Then they are at least prepared. For example, to the question: Um? would you ever lick my knee?
