Lips Fetish

Lips are a particularly effective starting point because just seeing a beautiful pout allows men to use it as an imaginative vulva.

There’s never been a better time to be a redhead.

A new study has found that there’s never been a better time to be a redhead. It’s author, an authority in sexual genetics has proved conclusively that redheads, not blondes or brunettes, hold the key to sensual allure. Not since the Elizabethan era has red hair been so in demand. Salons all over Europe have reported a surge in women wanting to join the flame-haired revolution and having to fake it. Supermarket sales of red hair dye have rocketed by more than 20 per cent in the past year. Those natural redheads who have suffered all of their lives can finally relax and enjoy this moment and hope that it goes on for a long time to come. This image captures a moment when my porcelain white skin and white, lace dress gives way to an explosion of my intense red hair and full, red lips. It was the happiest of accidents and, when I finally saw it, I loved it immediately. I still do. Redhead photography by Lars Koudal.

Venus in Furs – My Favourite Book

Venus in Furs by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch is my favourite book. An influential lover gave it to me as an instruction manual, to educate me, years ago when I was a student. The word masochism derives not just from the author of the book but from the nature of the story itself. Masochism has come to mean the tendency to derive pleasure from one’s own pain and humiliation. Venus in Furs tells the story of Severin, a man who is so infatuated with a young widow, Wanda von Dunajew, that he requests to be her slave. For Severin, Wanda is Venus-a redhead with green eyes and porcelain white skin. Naturally I identified with her. The following is an extract from the text: “She is there-Venus-but without furs-No, this time it is merely the widow-and yet-Venus-oh, what a woman!” “As she stands there in her light white morning gown, looking at me, her slight figure seems full of poetry and grace. She is neither large, nor small; her head is alluring, piquant-in the sense of the period of the French marquises-rather than formally beautiful. What enchantment and softness, what roguish charm plays about her none too small mouth! Her skin is so infinitely delicate, that the blue veins show through everywhere; even through the muslin covering her arms and bosom. How abundant her red hair-it is red, not blonde or golden-yellow-how diabolically and yet tenderly it plays around her neck! Now her eyes meet mine like green lightnings-they are green, these […]

Food and Sex

They say that people eat food in the same way that they have sex. In my case, it’s absolutely true. I’m a fussy eater and I always have been. When I’m asked whether I like spicy food, for instance, I always reply that I’m spicy enough already. I never put extra seasoning in cooking that doesn’t need it but I do use a little salt when I make an exotic vinaigrette. I’m quite apprehensive about trying new flavours. When I’m invited to dinner, it can become a little complicated because I’m a vegetarian in a country that doesn’t quite understand it. People say i’m missing out but I disagree. Being veggie means I have to use a lot more imagination. I take pride in my cooking and I like to surprise my dinner guests with something exotic they might not have tried. When I eat at home I can always trust the cleanliness, hygiene and standards of the cook. When I go out however I am usually handed a plate with better presentation than mine. No matter how good it looks, though, I can never be sure how many people have already handled it. When I do try something new I tend to be a slow eater but when I’m eating something I love, I get swept away in the pleasure and I almost lose control of my appetite; I have to pause in case I have too much, too quickly. When I’m dining out and I don’t like the […]

A Different Kind of Handcuffs Fetish

When I imagine a security guard or, even better, when I see a policeman, my eager green eyes automatically roll down from his badge to his belt; searching for his pair of handcuffs. The sight of those cuffs dangling from his belt never fails to arouse me in a deep and guilty way. You don’t have to get off on wearing handcuffs to understand and appreciate the power and mystique of the fetish that surrounds their use. I’m a good example of this love/hate relationship with cuffs. I’m not a fan of them when their cold metal encloses my soft, porcelain-white wrists but the idea of them really gets me going. They represent stern discpline and the possibility of being frisked if I’m lucky. Unlike my fantasy peace officers, I don’t really go for accessories when I’m planning an outfit.When I do wear extras to go out with they have to have a fetishistic meaning to them or they don’t qualify for Venuswear. So, when I saw the earrings featured in this set for the first time I knew that I had to have them. I wanted to provoke the same feelings in others that I found in a policeman’s dangling handcuffs. These are just perfect for the job. These pictures are the result of a recent photo-shoot with Sebas Romero. As well as the earrings, I experimented with using my plaited hair as a collar and this unique look allowed me to play with a variety of faces. Photography […]

Come Shot

A “come shot” (or cum shot) is a slang term used to describe a person ejaculating (in film or video, or image in a pornographic magazine), usually onto a person or object. The come shot has become such a common conclusion to scenes in mass-market porn that if a scene doesn’t end with an ejaculation sequence, viewers may believe that the actor was unable to climax or that the scene was cut. For male consumers of hardcore, “reality” is everything and the proof of the actor’s orgasm is the most important part of the movie. In the real world, a blow-job that ends with a come shot on the woman’s face remains a powerful sexual fantasy for many men. The practice is still linked to fetishism and continues to be taboo amongst many women. For them, the act itself forces them to be submissive to their partner’s desires. For other women this couldn’t be further from the truth. In their eyes their ability to fulfil a man’s greatest sexual fantasy not only makes them feel powerful, essential and in control of his sexual responses but to duplicate a porn come shot with skill and confidence makes them excited and horny. In western culture, male sexual fulfilment has become identified with orgasm and the male orgasm is the full stop at the end of the sentence. For women, however, a sudden male ejaculation limits the potential for their own sexual satisfaction. For me, it’s not an issue if a man produces […]

Lipstick Fetish

The popularity of the lipstick fetish can be explained quite simply; some colours, particularly red, when applied to a woman’s facial lips make a direct imaginative connection between them and the darkened, excited state of her vulva. In Medieval Europe, lipstick was banned by the church and was thought to be used as an “incarnation of Satan”. It gained some popularity in 16th century England during the reign of Queen Elizabeth I, who made bright red lips and a stark, white face fashionable. This attitude didn’t last.In the 19th century, lipstick was no longer considered acceptable in Britain. When Queen Victoria took the throne in 1837, she banned lipstick and declared that it was only acceptable for prostitutes.     Lipstick fetishists understand that, thoughtfully applied, this cosmetic weapon makes a woman erotically appealing by accentuating her mouth, whichever colour she chooses. When I go shopping for lipstick I find it very difficult to find my perfect colour. I usually opt for very dark lipliner to outline my cupid’s bow and then I use it to fill in the rest. Then I apply pink lipgloss to achieve the desired, long-lasting effect.   Photography by Lars Koudal. All images are raw.

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