I read on a hoodie fetish website that a guy got off by coming in the hood of his girlfriends sweatshirt and then pulling it over her head so the contents would run down her fake-tanned face. If anyone tried to pull that trick on me there would be big trouble. My first post on the Hoodie fetish struck a cord with kinksters and you can read it HERE Broadcasters across the globe reported the red-hot trend for hoodies in the U.K. between the 6th and 10th of August 2011. In London and other towns and cities, they became “must loot” items from the broken windows of burning sports shops during unprecedented riots. Usually summer is hard for a hoodie fetishist like me and I’m always anxious until the sunny days give way to cold ones instead. Then I unpack my autumn/winter collection, stroke the soft fabric of my favourite hoodie – like any fetishist should – and slip it on. At its best a hoodie can be like a second skin – much like latex – and in winter weather it can be impossible to remove. Girls who wear hoodies look much more huggable than skinny young men in spite of what David Cameron might think. Their bosoms look bigger and firmer underneath. I thought about that during this photo-shoot. It was obvious which hoodie I would choose to pose topless in before we began. My bubblegum-pink marl one has always been the cutest and most versatile of my […]
Long Hair Fetish
Trichophilia or hair fetishism is a paraphilia in which the subject of the fetish becomes sexually stimulated in the presence of-or is compelled by-human hair. It is most commonly head hair that becomes the preferred object of this fetish.
According to most celebrity lifestyle magazines the side boob is the new cleavage. There’s nothing like it when it comes to the provocative display of as much bust as possible in front of obliging photographers. This view of the braless breast, seen from the side, is now big news thanks to the trend for backless dresses, cut-away tops and almost non-existent vests among celebrities. Its surging popularity continues regardless of whether it happens accidentally or deliberately. Sideboobs – usually seen under loose-fitting clothing – are subtler than a more obvious flash of a deep cleavage. Unlike cleavages, which can be artificially improved by push-up bras, side boobs are honest about the physical charms of their owners and only the pertest breasts can carry off the style successfully. The real art of the sideboob is to create a great one without showing even a hint of an exposed nipple even though a tiny indication of the outline or shape of one improves the success of the fetish spectacle enormously. When I saw this top in a shop window I realised, at once, that it was perfect for a side boob photo-shoot. It’s fetish potential was unavoidable so I had to buy it. The preparation I put in prior to the session had to be meticulous but it turned out to be serious fun as well. For instance, I wore a bra up until the first shot was about to be taken so that I’d have some fresh elastic compression lines on […]
Suspension bondage appeals to fetishists because it makes the person being suspended seem more vulnerable if they are unable and unwilling to escape their restraints. By trying to free themselves they could fall to the floor and injure themselves so their anxiety is magnified. Being suspended in a large open space also turns a helpless, submissive subject into an object whose complete powerlessness can be as erotically satisfying for themselves as much as for any spectators watching. Rope suspension can be a form of performance art at BDSM conventions and fetish-themed nightclubs. I was fascinated by the suspension shows I saw at some of those clubs. I prefer pain-free suspension rather than the kind that uses hook and chains.It was on Bogatell beach in Barcelona where I saw a rope climbing frame and thought I’d try suspension for myself Even though high-heels aren’t recommended to wear on rope climbing frames they were perfect with my matching black boy-shorts, transparent long-sleeved top and hold-up stockings which emphasised my pure-white, naked thighs for all those appreciative fetishists out there. It was a real challenge hanging up there with my fiery red hair hanging down and blowing in the warm breeze. I had to rely upon my strength alone to support my body but I was more than up for the challenge I had set for myself. I knew that some spectators were taking photos of me hanging there but – just to show my playful awareness of them – I posed at […]
My Love for Red Lingerie – Venus O’Hara
Normally, red lingerie is perceived as being really tacky. It’s associated with harlots, cheesy Valentine’s Day lingerie sets and Mother Christmas outfits. As I adjusted the fit of the red lingerie and smoothed my breasts into a killer cleavage, I thought about how much I loved this bra, not just because it fits me so well but for the fact it’s elegant and avoids the tackiness of other “red” underwear. The worst of all are those pieces thrown together out of shiny, unflatteringly cheap fabric. They’re more like a nasty orange colour than real red. After the bra’s front-fastening was opened, my freckled nudity almost merged into the white wall behind me. I’m conscious of the fetish potential of my red hair, white skin and green eyes-this shoot made me more aware of it than ever. The rich red motif was extended from the bra to include my glistening lipstick, red fingernails and the ripe strawberries that passed for succulent nipples. When those reds emphasised my eyes, blazing in the middle of my blowing hair-the image was almost complete. As I took the red tip of the fruit between my glossy lips and slowly sucked-I knew it was perfect. I love the effect of red on my skin and I always will. [nggallery id=3] Photos by Yuky.
Bra Tease (Lingerie Fetish) – Venus O’Hara
I’ve always had a bra fetish. As far as I’m concerned, you can never have too many of them. Today, the average American woman owns six bras; I’ve got 25, but I want more. A lot more. I’ve always been around a size 90b. All women know that their breast size will fluctuate according to time of the month, taking the pill and their overall body weight. I know different since this photo-shoot. I’d always wanted to do a session that was bra-orientated but, when the time finally came, I was shocked to find that my favourite bras no longer fit me. I’d been investing more and more time in regular sport and, as a result, it seemed that my breasts had changed for the better. Most women would be disappointed by this, but not me. My breasts have never been as firm and pert as they are now. So, for the set, I had to get some new bras quickly and when I did I found out that I was now a size 90a instead. Coincidentally, one of my slaves had suddenly become bossy and disobedient before the shoot and he needed urgent correction. As a perfect punishment, I decided that he should be the one to fund my new 90a bra replacement collection. A box, containing all the ones I had stipulated, arrived a few days later. An extensive range of pictures featuring me wearing these new bras will follow very soon. I’m waiting for my slave to […]
Confessions of a Voyeur – Venus O’Hara
I’m into consensual voyeurism and I never have to worry about being seen because the people I watch know that I’m there. In voyeurism the spectator usually has to ensure that their presence is never detected at any point.To be a voyeur means having a constant sexual interest in observing others or to be actively involved in the erotic surveillance of them. The desire at work in voyeurism ( from the French voyeur, “ one who looks”) is to enjoy the spectacle of someone who is undressing or engaged in sexual activity with someone else or by themselves. I remember the first time I went to a swingers club. I felt shy, uneasy and out of place because I wasn’t an exhibitionist like all the people around me. Later, I found myself having a drink with the guy I was with and we became aware that couples were having sex openly around us. I was embarrassed at first but, gradually, I started to watch and learn. Observing a real couple having sex and knowing that they have a private language of touches, murmurs and kisses is always more interesting than the mechanical grindings of bored professionals in modern porn. In the swingers club, seeing how so many other people came, if they did at all, was an intense erotic experience. I felt completely relaxed watching them because they’d have been doing exactly the same thing whether I’d been there or not. I could stare and stare and not worry that […]