VR Porn For Women – When Do We Get To The Part Where He Does The Dishes Without Being Asked?

– Calico Rudasill, Sssh.com

I’ll admit, when it comes to immersive virtual reality porn, I’m not what you’d call the “target demographic.”

To say I don’t function well within a virtual 3D environment would be a major understatement. Hell, I get vertigo just remembering my aborted attempt to see Avatar on a 3D IMAX screen, an experience which left me nauseous – and not just because I think “unobtanium” is the dumbest name for a made-up substance since… Well, since back in the 1950s when a bunch of engineering geeks apparently coined it, unwittingly cursing future science fiction titles with the uninventive term for generations to come.

Setting aside my physical ability to handle the virtual reality environment, though, I have no problem understanding its appeal in a porn context. I mean, among us porn viewers, who wouldn’t like the idea of being able to view porn from an angle other than the ones favored by engorged-penis and up-close-penetration-obsessed directors?

While my reaction to the environment probably means it’s not for me, I’m still intrigued by the idea of BaDoink VR’s “Virtual Sexology II: What Women Want,” which is being described in some quarters as “virtual reality sex education.”

Wait A Minute; How Do They Know What I “Want”?

Upon further reflection, out of caution, maybe what I should say is I would be intrigued by Virtual Sexology II, were I entirely persuaded it was going to offer what I want, which may not bear much relationship to what BaDoink’s target audience wants.

“We recognized that women tend to have different a mindset compared to men when it comes to adult VR,” says Dinorah Hernandez, a director for BaDoinkVR. “With Virtual Sexology II, we strive to appeal to a large demographic of women that have been widely ignored by the adult industry.”

This sounds good in theory, but what does it really mean?

Dr. Holly Richmond, a sexologist who helped develop the project, expanded a bit on Hernandez’s comments.

“Virtual Sexology is a progressive concept that offers a wide-variety of positive sexual health applications in an informative and entertaining way,” she said, sounding more than a bit like a glossy, buzzword-filled promotional pamphlet in the process. “Women’s desire and arousal are unique to men’s and extremely varied, so our approach with this endeavor was to explore not only what women want, but also how they want it.”

Again, this sounds good, but as Richmond herself recognizes, addressing a wide palette of fantasies and desires in the context of one VR project, or even dozens of them, is easier said than done. As any porn fan, director, or marketer can tell you, porn is broken down into more categories, niches and fetishes than the latest iteration of the Sibley Guide to Birds has subspecies.

Clearly, when they say “what women want and how they want it” BaDoink and Dr. Richmond are using a sort of convenient shorthand here, not trying to pigeonhole female porn viewers, jam us all into the same one-size-fits-all box, or any of the other innuendo-laden phrases I could choose to employ here.

It’s important to recognize this, because for reasons I’ll explain in the next section, suggesting you’re going to offer what women want individually is to risk having your porn-marketing material write a check your porn footage may not be able to cash.

Is It Really ‘My’ Fantasy When Someone Else Writes And Films It?

As open and expansive as the virtual reality environment is, at the end of the day any sex depicted therein still has something inescapable in common with more traditional porn scenes: The sex acts are still defined by what a director (and/or the performers themselves) have decided to create.

This is the big reason why I’m so certain there will never be a porn scene which depicts exactly what I want – unless I’m the one who makes it. Of course, I’m equally certain I’d make a terrible porn director.

You see, in my case, the question of how aroused I become relies on things which are ancillary to sex. If my husband wants to get me in the mood, for example, he’d better not perform a strip tease, or try to make my favorite meal for me, because he will just fail miserably and leave me with more dishes than I care to do, especially after sex, when I’m liable to be quite sleepy.

I’ll readily admit, the porn scene I’d shoot to realize my own fantasies probably wouldn’t work for a lot of other women. In case you’re wondering, though, what follows is a rough outline of how the action would unfold.

We open in the scene in the kitchen, where an attractive, well-muscled man (i.e. one who doesn’t resemble my husband, at all) walks in, spots a pile of dirty dishes in the sink and begins to wash and dry them – without being asked to do so, no less!

Once he has finished the dishes, the man sweeps me off my feet and carries me to the bedroom. As we arrive, though, he spots a couple of dust bunnies sticking out from beneath the bed. So, before even unbuttoning his shirt, he runs to the closet, fetches a broom and expeditiously does away with the dusty interlopers.

Finally, his cleaning duties dispensed with, the guy gets down to brass tacks… But what happens from that point forward is none of your business, quite frankly, so don’t get too excited.

See? I told you I’d make a lousy porn director.