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DELVING INTO THE SPARSE WORLD OF PORN FOR WOMEN
While I’ve always been a devoted advocate of masturbation, it has become particularly near and dear to my heart in 2013. After an ill-fated long-distance relationship followed by a summer spent in the most rural flatlands of Saskatchewan, where the median age of the residents is 75 and everybody over the legal drinking age is married, you become particularly grateful for self-love.
Unfortunately, one consequence of isolation, whether self-imposed or actual, is that you lose fodder for fantasies. Without the fuel provided by a moment of lingering eye contact with an attractive stranger on the C-Train or a brief flirtatious encounter while waiting for your drink at the bar, your drive tends to slacken. Still, a girl has gotta get off, so what can you do? For me, the solution was a foray into the world of pornography.
Now, I’m no stranger to porn. Like many people of my generation who grew up with Internet access, I quickly discovered the wide availability of material depicting sexual acts not long after I discovered how to open the browser, but it’s never really been my “thing.” It’s a pretty common attitude that women express towards porn, since most porn tends to be catered towards men. There is also a realm of pornography geared towards women in print erotica, but have you ever tried to masturbate with a book in your hand? I rest my case.
Anyways, in heterosexual video porn, the male presence is an afterthought. He’s usually unattractive by all conventional standards, hammering away at the orifice of a beautiful woman with absolutely no realistic regard for her pleasure while she contorts to accommodate the camera. Even in lesbian porn, no effort is made to conceal the fact that you’re watching two almost certainly straight women fuck for the benefit of a male viewer. Having heard a great deal about an emerging movement referred to as “feminist porn” for women, I took to Google with a sense of renewed enthusiasm, but quickly discovered that searching “porn for women” or “feminist porn” was more likely to bring up blogs that had more to do with food or pictures of men doing the dishes than with sex. The sparing remainder generally required generous membership fees.
However, I eventually found the free porn collection touting itself as the aptly-named ForHerTube.com. It even had a pink background. Surely, I had found success! It turned out to be another generic collection of links, albeit with a generous “sensual” category. Every video I watched, and there were many, still contained the obligatory clitoral close-ups and theatrical moans. Why can’t there ever be cunnilingus where you don’t have to also become acquainted with the subject’s cervix?
In the end, porn is still not “for me,” but it could be. If the porn industry would invest in a world full of happier vaginas, millions of women just like me are ready for the revolution. It’s for a better world, porn industry.
By EZ Breezy
