Porn, A Path To Positive Body Image?

What is the single most pervasive and insidious neurosis afflicting women in this country?

Girls, you know the answer. Boys, think. Every woman you've been with has got an issue with her body. 10s think they're 3s. Most women are helplessly insecure about their bodies.

Why?

"Well, it's the images of women in the mainstream media; whether it's the skeletal frames that grace the cover of Vogue or the size 00 sitcom actresses or the elegantly anorexic movie star."

Put a pin in that.

Porn objectifies women. Yes. But it appears, with some reflection to this author at least, that it does so in an incredibly varied way. Yes, when one thinks Porn Star, you think Barbie or typical stripper bod, but even a cursory viewing of your average smut collection will reveal so much more. Yes. Many of those body types fall in to niches. But even so, try to think of the last time you saw any woman on TV Desiree Devine's size. Delle Reese, maybe?

Have a look yourself at the variations on size that porn offers. These are off the top of my head. I'm sure with some time you could dig up plenty more.

Porn Queen
Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Barbie in the flesh. Impossibly curved, the porn queen is just as plastic as America's fever vision of Womanhood. Collagen, botoxed lips. Silicone tits. Massive. Microscopic waist. And more and more, as the millennium progresses, a fat ass. This is the best body money could buy. It's also the product of fervent pole dancing. Field hockey in high school. Farm league in strip clubs. Lithe. Yoga and Pilates. Kickboxing. 10ks and the like. She's fit. Flexible. And when she opens her mouth, she breathes sex.
Tory Lane,  Lisa Ann, Savannah Stern, Taylor Wane,

Gawky Girl
Frankly, I'd been rubbing out to this body shape for years before it occurred to me this was exactly the type of girl I had trouble imagining naked back when I was in high school. Skinny. Often too skinny. Not very shapely. A rod. All odd angles and knee or elbow sticking out more sharply than it should. Not the prettiest girl, but a workhorse.
Trisha Rey, Morgan Layne,

SSBBW
(I'm listing the various BBW sizes in no particular order) Super-sized Big Beautiful Woman. It's the biggest kind! Sexy with a panis. Now, think. Where, outside of porn, will you ever see something saying: "Not only is OK to look like  Diamond White, but guys will be lining up to fuck you?" I rest my case.
Wonder Tracy, Desiree Devine

BBW Goddess
Our favorite kind. Reubens painted them They have folds. Matronly upper arms are welcome.
Maria Moore, Samantha 38G, 

Curvy All Over
Not quite truly BBW. What we in the African-American community call THICK. This is the fattest woman you'll ever see on television. this is about the middle of the shape spectrum in porn.
Angelina Castro, Olivia O'Lovely, Sara Jay

Pear Shaped
Huge ass. Small tits.
Amber Peach, Cherokee D'Ass, Pinky, 

Short and Compact
Patricia Petite, Charity Bangs, Kaci Starr

Lithe Teen
Think Gawky Girl without the sharp angles. Same girl going from ugly duckling to swan.
Faith Leon, Faye Reagan


Again, this is off the top of my head. I wrote this about as quickly as you're reading it. Can you, with as much ease, think of women from popular culture who fit in all these body shapes? No, right? Why?

There's a takeaway from all this, ain't there? These body shapes pervade porn because there's demand. A random walk down a porn aisle should tell every woman "Hey, there are so many guys that want to fuck a girl who looks like you that a group of people produced this movie to sell them." No, don't look at the Porn Queen. Down here by BBW. No? You'll definitely find someone shaped like you in the amateur section.

How do we get this simple message out into the mainstream? You're OK. Someone likes you just the way you are.

Where Oruba Gets Stoned And Watches An Entire Pornographic Film Straight Through #1

We  know how I watch porn. It's the same way most of you do. Press Play. Blowjob. Skip. Position One. Skip. Position Two. Skip. Doggie. Skip. Cumshot. Nap.

I don't know about you but it takes me five minutes to watch a thirty minute scene.

I partook in something herbal this week, as is my wont, and partook in something pornographic. It is strange. I've been doing both for over half my life. But it has only been in the past year and a half or so that I've been doing both together. Strange, indeed!

And like that, I become terribly interested in two things. 1. Extending the stroke session for the duration of the scene, and 2. The content, both narrative and subtextual, of whatever I'm watching.

The flick, which is always picked at random, always transforms into something intensely (if unintentionally) profound.

The movie this week, the longest I've watched this way so far, was Sister Wives XXX: A Porn Parody.

Thoughts, Observations, Ruminations.

1. I kind of started watching without knowing it was a parody. I've really pulled back on my TV watching, and all around pop culture acculturation recently, so I had never heard of Sister Wives. The point being . . .
2. . . . I was exposed to the porn parody before being exposed to the original thing. Think about that.
3. As much as I petition for specific acts of political porn parody, I don't actually watch much of it. I don't know if Sister Wives XXX is representative of the genre, but it's actually pretty good. 
4. In her first sex scene, Samantha 38G wore the same shoes she did in a recent scene on her site with Angelina Castro. You see more of them here, still I'm disappointed she took off before the scene was through. The fact that I feel the need to mention them reminds me that I have to write a long overdue post on my shoe fetish (more like an intense shoe like. Actual shoe fetishists are weird).
5. I'm surprised at the variety of women here. How often do you see a BBW like Samantha 38G and waifs like India Summer in the same movie? 
6. I had watched the entire movie before realizing that hot brunette I'd stroked to one and a half thimes was India Summer.
7. Aliysa Moore's baby and India Summer's children are played by a doll and huge cardboard cutouts respectively. It makes sense that actual freaking children can't be cast in even non-sex scenes of a porn flick (Oh dear Lord, imagine the backlash!), but it's still a bizarre sight for a dude with a headful of smoke.
8. Either I was retarded high or Evan Stone is actually a solid comedic actor, employing subtle nuances of voice and movement as well as quick, coy glances to the fourth wall to satirize his character  without actually breaking character. Yeah, must've been retarded high.
9. You got to hand it to someone who can make a sex movie about how ridiculous polygamy is. 
10. Although there seemed to be a lot of understated art direction, it looks like parodying a reality show has to be the most cost effective way to go. Following around Evan Stone and a few women in Mom Jeans can't possibly be that much more expensive than your bare bones gonzo flick. It's certainly no Pirates II: Stagnetti's Revenge. 

 Yes, I watched and stroked straight through. There were smoke breaks (rest periods, initiated for obvious reasons), but overall a exhilerating 2+ hour experience.

BBW I Love Love Love #1: Samantha Anderson

It's no secret that I love BBWs. When it comes to the the types of women I'd play with and stroke to, I cast a wide net.

To show my appreciation I was going to write a post comprising the BBWs I love the most. But a preliminary compilation hinted that any list would be too long for consumption. Who's got that kind of attention span these days anyway?

So here they come one by one. To do them justice.

I start with this Beauty, who has occupied my fantasies for nearly a decade.

Samantha Anderson, also known as Samantha 38G.

I saw her first at Big Naturals back before I even had broadband. I'm glad she's stuck through several modem upgrades, address changes, and puzzled girlfriends who wondered why I was into girls so thick.

In that time she's become the preeminent name in BBW porn. Her scenes are explosive and have grown more exhilarating over the years. Nothing she does fails to please.

In my early twenties when I was just getting into her, I met a man who claimed he had her as an escort. Best $1000 he ever spent, he swear up and down. To this day, whenever I would get a stroke on for her, I would imagine that I'm a paying customer who had the pleasure of receiving her delights. Too much information? Too bad! Deal with it.

To you, Ms. Anderson, here's to another near decade of pleasure for the both of us. I wish you the best and thank you.