Broadening The Spectrum of Sex Entertainment
Broadening The Spectrum of Sex EntertainmentAnd the written stuff? No better -- ink without fixative, stories without an ounce of imagination, grammar and punctuation that is to the English language what a dropcloth is to great art.
And in both -- the same constrained, narrow images that haunt the American sexual landscape like bleak shadows. No one is over thirty -- and the women don't seem to be much over twenty. All hung studs, not a looker in the bunch. And all the fantasies are those of the assumed viewer, the straight male -- twin bouncing babysitters, valley girls, submissive women who squeal in all the right places, and only to men or dominatrices (nary a male submissive to be seen), and silicone breasts. Horse-faced men who don't seem to know much more than "climb on top and stick it in" as a means of satisfying their female partners. No male-on-male action anywhere, although plenty of "girl-on-girl."
The hero is a "man's man," and the bimbo a "man's woman."
Is this the sexual landscape of the America of the latter 20th century? Is this what we are supposed to be doing in bed? No wonder most women have a reflexive gag reaction to sex entertainment. Why on Earth would any woman want to watch something that drew her subjugation as a party favor and blow-up toy billboard-huge for all to see? That showed plenty of men getting off (the obligatory come shot) and not a real female orgasm anywhere? That showed men as toppers only, without a hint of the male capacity for sexual submission and relaxation?
The problem is that this culture presents all of that nonsense not as one of an infinite number of types of sex entertainment, or even one type of sex -- it is all their is. You don't squeal when your man does that? What's your problem? You don't like Playboy or Penthouse? You must be frigid and sex-negative.
The possibility that you might like a different kind of sex entertainment, or even that a different kind is possible, never occurs to most people. When I was younger (I'm nearly 30 now), I detested sex entertainment and would never imagine that a scant few years later, I would be publishing an erotica fanzine. My gut reaction to it was the same as most women's: "Goddamned sexist garbage. Let the men watch it; they like that sort of junk." Without a broad sexual vocabulary, I had no words with which to describe my true quandary:
In short -- where is the sex entertainment that assumes its viewers or readers to be female?
On the whole, nowhere to be found. As a bisexual woman, I never ever saw a man that was anything like what I wanted to see, even in Playgirl, which is often aimed at a gay male market. And the women I like are never in evidence -- anorexic boobs-with-faces doesn't turn me on. So as a woman who likes both men and women, commonly found sex entertainment did nothing for either side of my sexuality.
It's as if those of us who crave something else in our mouths and stomachs but who have encountered nothing but burgers are searching for a recipe for something we've never had before. And surrounding us are people who are convinced, through the absence of anything else, that a burger is all there is and that, if you don't like a Big Mac, you must not like food at all -- and aren't you weird and sick and repressed for it! Especially when the alternative is starvation.
Living on a monodiet of any kind will stunt your growth, be it the growth of your bones, or the growth of a healthy sexuality. Eating the same thing over and over, without an ounce of nutritional value, will erode your body, just as a monodiet of standard porn will either erode your soul or turn you off of sex entertainment altogether.
Well, if you're tired of sexual Big Mac's and haven't chowed down in
a long while, we've got a few recipes for bedroom tandoori, thai
curry, jambalaya, and pollo josefina waiting here for you that should
remind you of the joys of a functioning set of tastebuds, not to
mention a silky mousse and fun chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream!
Through these pages, and through the net.authors noted on them, you're
sure to find something that will leave you breathing hard and
happy to be a woman.
Not that it's all "politically correct" soft-core erotica. You'll find twosomes, threesomes, same-sex stuff, bondage games, rough stuff . . . it's all here. But what you won't find is the sort of cheap writing and lackluster characterization and storylines that are all too common in most mainstream sex entertainment, or even the "trendy" stuff.
Instead, you'll find women who take two or more at a time with a smile and leave them all gasping. Men who reach orgasm in bonds, dissolving in the sheer power of their emotions, melted to nothingness by the intensity of their experience. Hunky men like dark, compelling Adrian Paul of The Highlander, controlled men like Patrick Stewart's Captain Picard, hinting ever so tantalizingly at powerful emotions behind the facade of the solider-diplomat. Mothers having orgasms that will leave single youngsters green with envy. Strong and gorgeous women like Whoopi Goldberg's Guinan, lying in the arms of Duncan MacLeod himself. Gracile and beautiful men like Star Trek: Deep Space Nine's Julian Bashir, with nary a pumped bicep in sight. Charming rogues like Babylon-5's Marcus Cole, a silver tongued Robin Hood. Alternative industrial rock legends like Nine Inch Nails' five-foot seven-inch tall Trent Reznor, sublime in bonds. David Duchovny's moody, vulnerable Fox Mulder as well as Gillian Andersen's crisp and witty Dana Scully.
As you can see, most of our work is in the realm of fanfic. But you'll also find artwork as well as pointers to other resources, such as erotica magazines, photography collections, even videos that concentrate specially on female fantasies, like those produced by Candida Royalle's Femme Productions which at long last do assume a female viewership, and are filled with "pliant, adoring, and boyishly macho" heros and no "gynecological" or penetration camera shots. You'll find pointers to Good Vibrations and the Sexuality Library at http://www.goodvibes.com/, the wonderful feminist sex store that combines rows of battery operated and plug-in vibrators and videotape racks with bright, cheery decor, and complimentary herbal tea in a shame-free no-pressure feminist atmosphere. And you'll also find out what men are saying about the new and burgeoning female erotica.
Hopefully, after taking a stroll through our secret net.garden, you'll come away with the revelation that not liking Penthouse doesn't make you frigid, and that there's more than one meal with which you can satisfy that old hunger deep in your gut. Here are women who use their brains when they use their mouths and fingers, and men who lose control without resentment. Women who aren't the standard bouncy bimbo, and men who aren't the draft-horse stud.
Entertainment that, at long last, doesn't assume its viewer to be a man, and that doesn't treat women customers as the wives and girlfriends of the men who purchase their products -- hangers-on to the coattails of male tastes.
