Am I the Nostradamus of nookie?
If you've taken a peek at porn in say the last decade or so, you will know that shaved bits are the rage. I'm sure the Asian markets are just jumping for joy. Hey, when there are laws prohibiting pubic hair from being seen on the books, I can totally get behind taking advantage of the fad to make more money.
From the male talent side of things, removing all the hair makes marketing sense. Hack away the vegetation and it makes the size of the penis look larger. Add the right camera angle and behold the monster! Marvel how the petite woman can "deep throat" him. It just makes for better show. I'm sure it helps a bit with clean-up between scenes and the fluffers have one less thing to worry about going up their nose as well.
But the whole craze also throws into stark relief those people who crave the porn of the seventies and eighties. There's a strong population of those crazy for the unshaved cooter. Unless it looks like they're strangling Cousin It between their thighs, they're uninterested. It's almost as shocking anymore to jaded eyes as it was when actresses and strippers decided to cultivate the hair-less pussy.
All of which makes me wonder if the Age of the Merkin is approaching. Good fakes. Bad fakes. Swapping hair-pieces between scenes. Girl-on-girl twat toupe grinding. The fibrous fantasy potential is vast. And untapped.
Is it on the horizon like Rogain® suppositories?
Have I suddenly channeled Edgar Cayce of the crotch?
Somehow I think it may indeed come to pass.
From the male talent side of things, removing all the hair makes marketing sense. Hack away the vegetation and it makes the size of the penis look larger. Add the right camera angle and behold the monster! Marvel how the petite woman can "deep throat" him. It just makes for better show. I'm sure it helps a bit with clean-up between scenes and the fluffers have one less thing to worry about going up their nose as well.
But the whole craze also throws into stark relief those people who crave the porn of the seventies and eighties. There's a strong population of those crazy for the unshaved cooter. Unless it looks like they're strangling Cousin It between their thighs, they're uninterested. It's almost as shocking anymore to jaded eyes as it was when actresses and strippers decided to cultivate the hair-less pussy.
All of which makes me wonder if the Age of the Merkin is approaching. Good fakes. Bad fakes. Swapping hair-pieces between scenes. Girl-on-girl twat toupe grinding. The fibrous fantasy potential is vast. And untapped.
Is it on the horizon like Rogain® suppositories?
Have I suddenly channeled Edgar Cayce of the crotch?
Somehow I think it may indeed come to pass.
1 Comments:
Possibly more on the horizon of velcro toupes... rip - slap - rip - slap...
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