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  1. We’re Porn for Women and We’re Proud

    December 12, 2013 by Heather Cole

    When Nikki and I began this blog almost two years ago, our focus was on writing about our evolving sexual identity and new sexual experiences and connecting with readers despite any differences of kink, relationship style or personal grooming disasters. Our goal was to connect with others in our kink community, the online and sex blogging communities and hopefully appeal to a broad readership. Because even though what we did in the bedroom and out of it may have been different from what y’all did, many of the emotions were similar. We wanted to offer titillating anecdotes, but more importantly, we wanted to communicate authentically about sexuality. And we hoped that you felt us. You know… felt us deeply.

    During our newbie year of sex blogging if you had called Vagina Antics “porn,” we probably would have disagreed. We’re writing about our lives and trust me, sweeties, my life is definitely not a porn shoot. For one thing, the dialogue is better. But mainly we’d disagree because the word “porn” alienates a lot of people. Like any label, it doesn’t describe the breadth of what we write here. However, at the same time we realize that for many people, our antics are something they’d search for on PornHub. Or at least they’d think about searching for it on PornHub.

    When we were featured in the article “Porn for Women: A Tasteful Guide to Sexy Time” by Rachel Zar, Nikki and I were ECSTATIC to be considered part of the porn genre and to be numbered among these wonderful websites, writers and bloggers.

    Here’s what Ms. Zar had to say about Vagina Antics:

    “First of all, the writers of this blog, Heather and Nikki, are super kinky. They’ve tried stuff many women wouldn’t even dream of — orgies, BDSM, laser hair removal down there… But the great thing about these two BFFS is that their writing is so relatable, funny, and honest that they’ll have you accepting all these sexy habits as normal ways of life — and probably even craving to try them yourselves.”

    I have to chuckle at the use of “normal” in this instance, because both Nikki and I see our sexual practices as completely normal. But I understand what Ms. Zar is saying, and it’s precisely what we’ve wanted for this blog and our books. Maybe the concept/position/toy strikes you as unusual or exotic, but we still want you to enjoy your time here. We want to entertain you and make you think both in and out of your pants and get you wet/hard/horny. Yup, we want to take over the world with our vaginas. Metaphorically speaking. So thank you, Refinery29 and Rachel Zar, for including us in your porn extravaganza! We hope y’all enjoy the ride.

    *vagina high-five*

    Heather

     

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  2. I like what I like

    March 16, 2012 by Nikki Blue

    I’m a visual person, a voyeur. That means I like to watch. Strike that. I love to watch, but the kind of porn that soaks my panties might surprise you. Watching a man with an intimidatingly large penis pound a pencil thin woman with cantaloupes for breasts while she’s on her knees, her back, upside down, or sideways doesn’t even make me moist. If I want to see that, I can look into the mirror, except I won’t see the pencil thin and produce part. What makes me squirm in my seat is watching a woman bringing another woman to a mind-bending orgasm using her fingers and tongue. But I’m not a lesbian and I’m not a bisexual. I’m not even bi-curious, and because of that, there was a time when I questioned why I found another woman exploring every curvaceous inch of another woman’s body so sensual. I felt especially uncomfortable since having sex with a woman is something that I’m only interested in if there is a man involved in some capacity. Whether he’s hands-on, or giving explicit instructions, or simply watching, I need that male third-party involvement to be able to fully enjoy the experience. So the answer to why I find lesbian porn so erotic is simple really. I just like it.

    I also like to watch masturbation porn. Men, women, it doesn’t matter. I like them both, but there’s something unbelievably hot about watching a man’s chest heave as his breath comes quicker, his eyelids slip closed and his head falling back as he strokes himself into bliss. So sexy. I don’t understand though why male masturbation is classified as ‘gay porn.’ Not throwing anyone under the bus here, but women like it too PornHub. I’ve given gay porn a shot as well, but it does nothing for me. However, I find reading M/M erotica very scintillating, especially when it’s written from the female point of view.

    Bondage porn really doesn’t float my boat either. Most of it anyway. I do like to watch a young woman, wrists bound, legs spread wide as she’s forced to orgasm over and over again. And just so we’re clear, that doesn’t make me a switch or a sadist. I like it because I want to be her.

    On the flipside, I’m also an exhibitionist. I love knowing a man is licking his lips as his intense gaze locks on my body while he drinks up every movement, every moan. It’s a high that’s more addicting than any drug. A lot of my fantasies aren’t about hot, sexy bodies, but rather about faces that have watched me intently as if no one else existed in the world at that moment but me as I pleased myself for him.

    The bottom line here is the type of porn that gets your juices flowing doesn’t determine your sexuality. The world wide web offers a smorgasbord of porn. Take advantage of it. Taste all of it to find your niche, and don’t ever let anyone tell you that you ought to be embarrassed or ashamed about what arouses you, unless it’s dog porn because…

    That’s all kinds of fucked up.

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  3. Porn and Me

    March 13, 2012 by Heather Cole

    My first exposure to porn was during my sophomore year of college. The guy I was seeing suggested it at dinner, I think more as a test of how I would react than because he actually liked the idea.  We rendezvoused at his dorm room, the two of us plus his roommate, his roommate’s girlfriend and her best friend. But I wasn’t scandalized. I wasn’t even titillated. I was bored. After ten minutes I had enough of the huffing and puffing on screen and started kissing my guy. This was also the night that I first had sex in front of other people. I can’t remember a single thing about the porno, but I sure as hell remember my explosive orgasm and how amazingly hot it was to fuck in front of an audience.

    For years I assumed something had to be wrong with me when I didn’t find traditional porn satisfying. It wasn’t until I began talking to B that I stumbled upon what I liked. He had a similar meh feeling about traditional porn although I didn’t know it at the time. He sent me a DM with a link to a black and white tumblr pic, and I was hooked. I loved that moment caught in time, his fingers lightly pressed against her jaw, the second before they kissed captured on camera. I liked suggestion. Just enough to let my mind and fingers do the rest. I like women and men of different shapes and sizes, and sometimes, it’s the setting that does it for me more than the people in the photo. Our tumblr correspondence was a revelation.

    The truth of the matter is that I need room for my brain to connect with the fantasy. A picture captures just enough to start my mind humming and lets me fill in the blanks. It could be a fragment of conversation, an email, a text about how you want to kiss me. It could be a story I wrote about you, me and a stranger in a hotel room, or the ex-lover you dumped but who wants to meet me. All of that is fuel for my masturbatory fantasies, I just need a picture to light me on fire. And if it’s a pic of someone I know? Oh honey, call the fire department, I’m setting the bed alight.

    My attitude regarding porn isn’t about a particular moral or religious position. Naturally I have an opinion about what I think is well done or not and what appeals to me as a woman with a brain. My ho-hum feeling is mostly due to the fact that I’m not a voyeur. Watching others fuck doesn’t get me off. I like fucking in the same room while other people go at it or being in a situation where we’re all participating. But what really rings my chimes is when they’re watching ME fuck. My lovelies, I’m an exhibitionist. I don’t want to look at porn. I want to be in the middle of it.

    And here comes a deep, dark secret: some of my favorite porn pictures are of me. *blush* Not because I think I have the perfect body or the best O-face. I enjoy seeing the evidence of a great fuck. One pic that I like best was taken in low light, and the cum on my face gleams in the dimness. Another one is of my ass after a beating, when I was laying there, feeling rapturous and in subspace. Looking at the photos of my private collection transports me back to that moment, those feelings of being consumed yet connected by sex and my partners.

    At heart I’m a good girl. I wear dresses with pearls and vintage aprons when I bake. I pay my taxes and go to church. When the camera comes out, though, you can expect the best oral sex of your life and some crazy hot fucking. In my humble opinion, that’s the best kind of porn there is.

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