Though I prefer the modern means of porn viewing -- privately and at home -- I'm sometimes wistful for the slower, less immediate method of porn consumption. The porn films I like best are the ones I saw in those public spaces in the '70s and '80s. What can I say? I'm a sucker for nostalgia.
The term "feminist porn" has been getting a lot of traction in the mainstream press lately, and I can't help but notice that my name often appears as a shining example of "women directors who make porn aimed at a female audience." Uh... I do?
Chi Chi LaRue discusses the recent suicides of adored gay porn stars Arpad Miklos, Wilfred Knight and Roman Ragazzi. Additionally, Chi Chi opens up and explains how these deaths will change the industry, as well as how viewers and consumers can help support their favorite adult film stars.
Sex was only something I did for a living. It didn't define me and I resented that people passed judgment about my character based solely off topless photos on the Internet.
There's a pervasive notion that women simply do not like porn. But does neuroscience back that up? The answer, surprisingly, turns out to be "not exactly." Porn has more sway over women's brains than one might think.
Some would argue that pornography is harmless. Others argue that it's immoral and brain changing. But, that's not the purpose of this article. Here,...
I was acquainted with all of the names that have been in the news recently and worked with several of them and -- to a man -- they were lovely people and it saddens me to learn how unhappy they must have been.
If you want to entrust companies with your information, go right ahead. But understand that the fine print in the terms of service may not tell the whole story.
For the sex-starved residents of the wind-scarred island located in the middle of the North Atlantic Ocean, here are 10 alternatives to Internet porn once wanking in front of your computer screen is forbidden.
From its early days, gay filmmaking has faced constraints when finding an audience. Just this week, Australian censors banned I Want Your Love -- a tremendous film, part meditation on gay identity, part love letter to San Francisco -- from screening at all in the country.
Sex and technology have merged. And folks, I'm not seeing a divorce on the horizon. Ever since the Internet arrived, our sexual and romantic lives have become more and more digitized, with "sexnology" offering opportunities for connection, dissociation, and everything in between.
Intimacy is contingent on both partners feeling secure enough to express their needs and desires, and these feminist porn and erotic platforms aim to aid in the process of helping their viewers find their voice.
Why would a woman's website ask a guy like me, who's known for writing sexually graphic and honest novels, to write something sexually graphic and honest -- only to edit it into something without a single sexually graphic phrase or a sentence of honesty?
The biggest referral source for my therapy practice is the computer. Why? Because of internet infidelity. With one click of the keyboard, women can discover a whole world her partner is engaged in and would have never known otherwise.
iTunesconnect ticketed my new novel The Love of My (Other) Life, denying it access to the unlimited pleasures of worldwide distribution through iTunes. The reason: the cover art was deemed "inappropriate."
Is this sexualization of the American zeitgeist a passing phase, or have we permanently discarded our puritan roots?