About

 

TLDR:

This is a blog about my thong fetish. On this blog I will post examples of images or videos that I like, maybe reviews of girls that send me thong pics or vids, and some of my thoughts on sex theory as I attempt to understand myself and the world around me better. 

Background: 

This blog is about my specific sexual kink. The world is full of possibilities with many different ways to be turned on. I'm not entirely sure what causes someone to be into a specific kink. For instance, what has to happen to someone to make them have a foot fetish or spit kink? Maybe psychology and behavioral science has something to say about this but I am just not sure. 

What I can say is that exposure matters, clearly. How can something turn you on if you have never been exposed to it?  

Exposure started for me in middle school and high school when the girls around me would wear thongs and low rise jeans. When they sat down it would reveal a "whale-tail", or an upper part of the thong that resembles the tail of a whale. In 7th grade I had a girlfriend that would wear thongs sometimes in this way. I always thought it was so excessively sexual, in a way that is hard to describe. Basically I would see this and my jaw would drop. To this day very few things turn me on as much (if anything). Something happened during this time period that imprinted on to me permanently. 

Fast forward to the present, due to my job in adult media I have had the opportunity to be exposed to many many different interpretations of sex. I could talk about all of those in more detail but for me personally, a unique combination of real life events and exposure has led me to ,what I consider to be, the perfect kink, a generalized panty/ass fetish with a key focus on thongs.

The Obsession: 

It all starts with an ass obsession. My favorite part of a woman's body is her ass (second only to her brain but this is a celebration of physical form). If I am having sex with a woman I love to massage her asshole and love eating ass like how I love eating pussy. I love big asses and small asses, muscular and fat, Smooth or bumpy with stretch marks. I love ass and it starts there, but goes deeper.

Something about a thong slid into the crack of her ass, resting tightly on her asshole, and covering her vagina just enough. Thongs have legitimate utility obviously. A woman could think they are comfortable or they could hide a panty line in tight dresses or pants, but to me, they are the sexiest thing a woman can wear. Its like an arrow pointing directly to where I want to be. I like to imagine the tension a woman must feel on her pussy and up her ass as the thong rides up higher and higher. 

I consider this to be the perfect kink because this kind of media is so readily available and most women that are active on social media are more than willing to take pics of themselves in a thong. Lets not even talk about how intense things can get when money gets involved. I've never purchased used thongs before but that is just an example. I say this to say that its relatively vanilla compared to hard core kinks but it is difficult for me to describe the intensity I feel when I see a beautiful woman's ass decorated by a thong. It is a lucky situation to value something that is so commonly devalued by others. A lot of girls selling nude content will post thong pics just for promo for instance. So many women that I talk to are surprised that "thats it? just..in a thong...you don't want to see me shove a dragon dildo into my nostrils?" I kid, but seriously though. 

 

Real life: 

I want to feel vulnerable enough on this blog to speak to my experiences truthfully without shame or embarrassment, not just as a way to get off but as a therapeutic catharsis. My current lady loves to wear thongs for me during sex sometimes. I enjoy eating her pussy while she wears thongs and I love to cum all over them. Due to my job and my hobbies I am in contact with 100s of women that are active sex workers or exhibitionist of some sort. Some take money, some like the thrill of sharing ideas and thoughts. For me it is not just the thong itself so much but the combo of the thong and the woman. The form of a woman is accentuated in a particular way that only thongs and panties can achieve. For me, this place is an oasis of fantasy, not an objectification but a celebration of the sacred feminine form. 

Not my lady