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Get Her Sticky and She Won’t Cry “Icky”

A study recently published by “peer-reviewed, open access journal” PlosOne.org, conducted by Charmaine Borg and Peter J. de Jong of the Department of Clinical Psychology and Experimental Psychopathology at the University of Groningen, The Netherlands has found that arousal trumps disgust when it comes to sex and that women are less likely to be turned off by something “icky” when their juices are flowing. What does that mean for the layman? Get your girl excited enough and she’s likely to try almost anything.

Quoting Sigmund Freud in its introduction – “A man, who will kiss a pretty girl’s mouth passionately, may perhaps be disgusted by the idea of using her tooth-brush.” – Borg and Jong laid the groundwork for their study, arguing that disgust has evolved to be a defense mechanism that guards the body from “external contamination”. Raising the question of Horny vs. Gross as a means to test the extent to which external stimuli (like a dick) may be rejected during sexual activity of varying degrees of, well, hotness, Borg and Jong investigated just how turned-off study participants were by blindly putting their hand in a container of lubricated condoms or split pea soup, and by being asked whether they’d bone an obese chick. When aroused, the guys responded with a rousing “Hell yeah!” When not aroused, they politely declined and elected the pea soup to be tactilely repulsive. The same rang true for females, too, as they, sexually aroused, accepted stimuli they would’ve otherwise rejected.

Still need a simpler, less nerdy version? If you’re trying to convince your girl to take it in the rear and she exhibits reluctance at every turn, spend a good amount of time warming her up and getting her blood flowing to all the right areas and then ask. She might just say yes! In any case, it’s better to take conversations in a kinky direction while you’re both aroused and not, say, eat pizza or watching football. (Unless she’s a cheese or touchdown fetishist, that is.)

Oh yeah, and this study also explains masturbator’s remorse, something we’ve all struggled with from time to time. Haven’t we?

A Week of Crimson

Whether you’re a devoted student of The Art of Blowjob or not, anyone into fellatio porn – so everyone, right? – knows who Camille Crimson is and knows that she gives mind-blowing oral pleasure to her beau, Mike, on the aforementioned website. What you might not know about this flame-haired beauty is that last week she took the reigns at Fleshbot. While you may have missed some horny happenings, the seemingly permanent nature of everything the Internet produces means everything the flaming redhead brought to Fleshbot during Camille Crimson Week is now archived for your tardy viewing.

Fleshbot (a hugely popular adult blog for those not in the know) granted Ms. Crimson editorial privileges and tasked her with writing a slate of columns geared towards giving Fleshbot readers exclusive insights into her incredibly fertile sexual mind. Camille herself phrased it quite concisely in her open address: “I hope you’ll all stick with me this week so I can share my take on porn and share a bit of what I find engaging, inspiring and, most of all, incredibly hot.” Camille went on to share some of her favorite porn such as an Hitachi-aided hardcore scene and squirting compilation from Pornographic Love, erotic fiction from Guy New York and Daisy Danger, photographer/writer/model/K-Pop enthusiast Katie West, and, of course, some of her own work.

Not limiting herself to merely peddling her favorite porn, Camille also shared her views on some far tougher subjects. In ‘The Feminism of Giving Blowjobs’ she says “By continuing to create and [sic] open dialogue about the many different ways of experiencing pleasure, I am trying to validate any consensual way that anyone finds joy, which is especially important in women’s sexuality.” Writing about her attitude to mainstream porn she criticizes it for its apparent lack of aesthetic beauty, saying “the performers look fine, but it’s never done with beauty in mind.” The undeniably skilled queen of the sensual blowjob also gave some lessons on giving and receiving penile oral pleasure, instructing guys to keep themselves clean and healthy for their ladies who, in turn, have to awaken their passion and creativity, and open lines of communication with their partner.

Before she shuffled back off to her day job – a steady supply of content for the fantastic (and Mr. Pink approved) The Art of Blowjob – Camille had just enough time to answer some questions from readers and fans, and to give away free memberships to both of her sites (Dolorem being the second) as well as to Pornographic Love, one of her favorites. So, odds are that you didn’t win one of Camille’s prizes and probably didn’t even have your question answered – yo, that’s me! – but you can always go back and relive the incredible wealth of pleasure pointers and teasing tidbits Camille impressed upon her Fleshbot audience thanks to the miracle of modern technology. Kinda makes the fact that nobody raises their eyes above iPhone-level in public anymore, well, not so likely to turn you into a luddite Hulk with a rage-on… if you know what I mean.

A Deeper, Darker Shade of Grey

Two weeks ago, I blogged about the latest literary sensation to cause shock waves throughout the entertainment world, Fifty Shades of Grey, and things have only become more interesting since then, especially in the adult industry. In the first of two major Fifty Shades porn-related tie-ins, Eldorado Trading Company and Pipedream Products have joined forces to offer readers and retail customers, offering a 30% discount to Eldorado’s successful Fetish Fantasy line of lingerie and sexual aids and allowing Fifty Shades fans a chance to indulge in some fan-fic role-play of their own. Eldorado is providing adult retailers with a plan for assembling the ultimate in kinky Fifty Shades of Grey in-store advertisements. So sayeth Briana Honz, Pipedream’s merchandiser, “The Fetish Fantasy line and its offshoot brands cover all the bases for fetish enthusiasts,” plying them with such naughty novelties as hand-cuffs, various varieties of rope, breathable ball gags, Love Masks, and the aforementioned lingerie line. Eldorado and Pipedream have done their part, now we’ll just have to see if retailers pick up on the offer and extend it to their customers.

In more explicit adult-related news, Smash Pictures has announced the casting of Allie Haze and Ryan Driller in their forthcoming parody film, 50 Shades Darker XXX, based on the second of the three Fifty Shades novels and directed by Jim Powers. With Haze’s recent departure from the Vivid Entertainment stable and Driller’s continued success in parody roles – his turn as Clark Kent/Superman in Axel Braun’s Superman XXX: A Porn Parody scored him an AVN Best Actor nomination this year – the pair were clearly the best choices for their respective roles, beating out all other hopefuls who turned up to Smash’s open audition just a few days ago.

Whether the Fifty Shades Darker parody will beat out the other adult effort, Adult Source Media’s already announced and as-yet-untitled hardcore parody of the first book of the best-selling trilogy, remains to be seen. So too, though, does the longevity of this recent pop-culture phenomenon. Flash-in-the-pan or a genuine advancement of BDSM culture? Does author EL James (no periods for this literary genius) have the legal right to halt production of porn movies parodying her best-seller, which in turn has its origins in copyright-infringing Twilight fan-fiction? You be the judge! (And jury and sexy, sexy executioner! Ooh!)

Hungry for Fifty Shades of Grey

Erotic fiction has long been the butt of jokes and insults slung by the literati and pornographers, both. So imagine author E.L. James’ surprise when her erotic novel Fifty Shades of Grey raced up the bestseller list. The author, known to her husband of 20 years as Erika Leonard, claims to have had no inkling that what started as a BDSM-infused piece of Twilight fanfiction would soon become so popular she’d decide to change the names Bella Swan and Edward Cullen to Anastasia Steele and Christian Grey, move into print-on-demand publishing, and be courting offers from Hollywood bigwigs intent on making the Fifty Shades trilogy, which also includes Fifty Shades Darker and Fifty Shades Freed, the biggest thing since Twilight and The Hunger Games blew away box office records.

Describing herself as a shy mother of two who started writing what would evolve into the Fifty Shades Trilogy during something of a midlife crisis, James has apparently done what nobody expected would ever happen: she brought BDSM fiction into the mainstream. Telling the story of a recent college graduate (Steele) and her evolving relationship with a billionaire Seattle industrialist (Grey), Fifty Shades has some feminists all in a tizzy over its apparent willingness to place a naive, “innocent” of “independent spirit” (according to the author’s site) in the stranglehold of a domineering, manipulative, and downright abusive alpha male figure. Others apparently couldn’t care less about the sexual politics of the tale and are just along for the allegedly quite thrilling ride, a ride that involves repeated BDSM sessions in Grey’s “Red Room of Pain.” Twilight fans will surely notice some lasting similarities between the gazillion-selling vampire series, right down to the physical damage the male characters “love” inflicts on his victim… sorry, his “partner”. Whether or not Fifty Shades will attract the same degree of controversy as the novels on which it was originally based remains to be seen. So too does the question of whether the novels will turn a new audience into rabid erotic fiction devotees and bring them closer to the erotic artistry with which so many pornographers make their living. After all, it’s all sex (or something similar), isn’t it?

When the trilogy reaches your local cineplex, possibly starring Alexander Skarsgard or Ian Somerhalder who’ve both expressed interest in playing Grey, will you be standing in line waiting to see how the Red Room of Pain translates to the big screen?