‘Oh dear, this is going to be potentially a long philosophical answer’ I thought. And trying to explain this to someone who didn’t have a clue, might also be embarrassing for me.

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Why do men always want to be worms in latex porn? she asked me

‘Oh dear, this is going to be potentially a long philosophical answer’ I thought. And trying to explain this to someone who didn’t have a clue, might also be embarrassing for me.

One guy came to me, had a fetish into nylons. He wasn’t into worms, or cross dressing, just tights – but there is a very similar parallel I am going to describe to you. I turned him into a silk worm. I wrapped him up in layers of nylons, encased in the socks until he looked quite plastic from the moiré effect of the sheer layers, and he was unable to do anything but wriggle like a worm.

For the same reason many people like bondage, and restriction, check out youtube for all the people applying self bondage to themselves, and worming around on the floor. Google sleeping bag bondage and you’ll see girls wrapping themselves up in homemade bondage bags, and squirming around in what appears to be a giant ribbed worm of a sleeping bag.

‘Imagine if that was all in  latex’ I said to one guy, who nearly creamed himself. It would be all slimey on the inside, like being inside a woman. Either a giant woman, or an embryotic fantasy. A worm and its lack of ability for thought, engaging in a sensory deprived fantasy is the simplest rationale of fantasies with an objective. Women have those same feelings, only we might say we want to worm around in the bath tub as a mermaid, or enjoy being tied up, or enjoy a vacuum bed session like you see in latex porn. Women want to be valued so we are less likely to undermine ourselves to the position of a worm. We may also go for objectification or humiliation, but its more about the manner that it is done, rather than the role in which we play.

When a man wants to be a worm, he may not be implying he wants the humiliation, he may simply want to absolve himself of being responsible. He could go into his mind without thought, and in bondage, restriction and deprivation, simply enjoy the focus that the moment will give him without the wider complication and thoughts in the world. It is for this same reason many people experience fetish in so many different ways to introvert into their fantasies and escape for a time away from reality.

Latex – Moulded Dildo Briefs / Women.

Actually it was (luckily for me) a local latex clothing store, that had a range of sex articles in one corner, and dildos inside the cash clerks cabinet. I used to . . . → Read More: My first venture into Latex porn – Moulded Dildo Briefs]]>

I was only 17, and hardly in a fetish relationship, but I found something appealing in a local sex shop.

Latex – Moulded Dildo Briefs / Women.

Actually it was (luckily for me) a local latex clothing store, that had a range of sex articles in one corner, and dildos inside the cash clerks cabinet. I used to drag my fellow university colleagues into the store. I was the only girl in the class, so I found it rather entertaining that these guys could be more bashful about latex clothing then me.

I was a dominatrix at university and didn’t even know it, hell I only discovered that term 5 years ago. I used to wear the high heels, knee highs boots, thigh high stockings and glossy tops and leather mini skirt into my engineering classes. I just felt powerful and good. It was on one of these occasions of dragging the lads into the local latex store, that I fell in love with latex porn. They would make casual jovial remarks about how they thought things in there were weird, but I was strangely heightened, more curious than ever, and exited by the smell of that rubber store. To me, that smelled like the sex I wanted. If the lads at uni didn’t share this interest with me, then I was unlikely to be satisfied by any of these boys. It was my first port of call into the realm of latex porn, and I realised early on I needed rubber.

Unlike today, I assume most people experimenting or finding out, would do so over the internet. The internet wasn’t such a big resource for me in those days, and besides, going into a store where you could see, smell, and at a comparative glance first hand decide where to prioritse your money… all under the dizzying aroma of latex and bizarre imagery plastered on the walls. It was an aphrodisiac, and I fought to hide those slimey feelings from my jiving classmates who stood in a group taking the piss out of gimps, blow up heads, and dildo girls.

How I longed in those days to have a latex man of my own, or be just that rubber sex doll… and to this day I have to admit, its one of my fantasies that still sticks. I was only 17, that’s what I don’t get. Was there anyone else like me? I thought there was something wrong with me. Sadly.

I took the time to browse a catalog from westward bound. Latex catalogs were prized possesions and if I couldn’t keep them, I would get the boy next door to keep them for me. I admitted to the store owner that it was like latex porn to me. He was curious and asked me which image out of everything, me at such a sweet young innocent age, really turned me on. I replied the very first image – the woman with the transparent dildo pants on holding her fake cock. It was an image so new and striking to me, I wanted those pants! So, being a poor student, that was one of my first investments. and I have to say, it was one of the best choices. An absolute must for the girly wardrobe.

I don’t know why they turned me on, it’s just a fetish. It doesn’t mean I want to be a guy, or fuck a guy, or am a lesbian. But I definately did some experimenting with those cock pants, and it trained me early on to enjoy sex in a different way that was otherwise considered the norm.

I am not sure if that was a good thing or not. Because my recognition of relationships over the past half of my adult life has been distorted. Everyone has to take time out to assess whether they are confortable in themselves, and the familiarity in which they behave. I have changed and evolved many times over the last few relationships, with the thought of my latex porn and dildo pants heavily on my mind in each. It probably affected the guys/girls I was with too, changed them, made them aware or more uncomfortable of other dynamics in sexual relationships.

All I know is, the first time I saw her 15 years ago, in her sweaty latex dildo briefs. I felt terribly horny, it felt good, I wanted my own, and this was just the start of my journey into Latex porn where no other porn would ever satisfy me again…

I am currently based in a strongly roman catholic country, which upholds moral conduct belief systems to the point of what I see as repression and almost . . . → Read More: Asia Latex Porn]]>

One of the culture shock values I found working here in the Philippines was the dichotomous attitude that exists here against such perversions exploited on a website such as this.

I am currently based in a strongly roman catholic country, which upholds moral conduct belief systems to the point of what I see as repression and almost dangerous oppression. Yet, openly, just as in the west we are overcoming our issues about openness regarding homosexual practices, here, I am entertained to see ‘gayness’ is as acceptable and a wholesomely colourful part of their society. ..Now, begs the question, how do the Philippines respond to my perversion of sexuality, and downright fetish?

Well, when I arrived here I was with full tow of chastity belts in my baggage, cutting down on my overage in baggage by literally emptying bags and donning some of my leather gear at flight check in. My weighty fetish baggage had exploded upon disembarkation, and it’s various saucy contents spilled on the collection point pick up carousel. Unaware of the potential hazard I was apparently in I was very lucky to have been asked ‘Hello Madam, Are you Vivianne Westwood?’ upon passing through bagcheck. With humour, and layered in heavy leather dress. Other production designers had suffered the unlucky fate of having their personal Jackrabbit super dildos confiscated and narrowly avoiding prosecution for national laws on holding items considered pornographic in nature.

Somehow, I got through… with all my Latex sets of clothing intact, un-confiscated. I never questioned the cultural standings on all these issues of sexuality, yet it was my main job to be the costume designer on a fetish scene of a mainstream feature film. I therefore thought any cultural issues were taken care of, and that I was not in any position of risk.

I was introduced to the compound (a security protected studio complex) as Lady Onna, the name stuck regardless of my IMDB name. Strangely befitting of what I represent. It was clear from production meetings that the artistic license to do a fetish nun scene would be considered offensive to their religion [and law] and place the studio in bad standing. So, I wondered what the repercussions would be to produce such an evocative scene of deviant sexuality at the studios. However, all was open arms..

And it seems, they like chastity, punishment, and safer than sex latex. So Lady Onna is quite welcome here. and here are the output ravings from the studio itself to prove my point.

Unfortunately, the first video I picked sucked. Wet Latex Dreams sounds appealing. Full enclosure, ok ok, like it so far. But, once I started it, twas craptastic.

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Unfortunately, the first video I picked sucked. Wet Latex Dreams sounds appealing. Full enclosure, ok ok, like it so far. But, once I started it, twas craptastic.

One thing I fucking hate about “fetish” movies is the fucking edgy techno. Why the fuck is industrial techno still synonymous with “fetish”. At least put some good beats, not just some Casio shit.

Anyway. The girls are fine. The latex, so so, the full enclosure, not so full.
The last scene is the best. Nice black hood. That’s about all I liked. Too bad the music made the scene come across like something from Fear Factor or Survivor.

Oh well, at least there will be new videos every few days.

Check out Latex Wet Dreams for yourself, and let me know how you felt about it.