Tree Fuckers

This next fetish, Dendrophilia, is people that love trees and plants. I mean like REALLY love trees. I love trees, I admit I have even hugged a tree, but I can honestly say I have never been sexually attracted to a tree. But there are people that are. A Scottish man was banned from a park when he was found pants around ankles attempting to have sex with a tree. I swear, I read these things and cannot believe it, yet they are true. How horny can you be to want to have sex with a tree?

The bark is rough, there’s likely insects marching up and down them, and you want to get off? Really? Apparently. Now these must be some lonely, socially inept people that are getting lovely dovey feelings towards inanimate objects such as trees.  It just seems beyond odd to be hot and bothered by trees and plants.

One man I read about went looking all over for trees with knots in them that he would then proceed to fuck. I can just see fucking some rotted tree knot filled with insects. It would serve him right if one of the said insects marched right up his cock and stayed put. Termites anyone? I wonder what sort of trees are the most popular for fucking, palms, maples, the mighty oak? I’m convinced if anything has the right sized hole, from a piece of fruit to a park bench, some guy will look at it and get the idea to stick his cock inside and see if it’s worth a go.

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Tough As Nails

A fetish for some men has to do with long nails. I myself have long nails and totally get this. A beautiful pair of well manicured hands is a thing of beauty. I’m not talking so long they look like grotesque animal talons, but beautiful, well cared for nails. I used to keep the tip as long as the base, and loved the look of them that long, but alas, at that length too many breaks ensued, so I had to scale back.

Speaking of backs, that’s just one thing men with this fetish love to have scratched, their backs, their shoulders, their bare ass cheeks…  

Girls without nails have no idea what it can do to a guy to have nails lightly, or not so lightly raked all over them. Some into nails do like not so light handling. They like scratches, drawing blood even, or nails dug into cocks and balls.

Not only do nails look great, but they can feel great too. Playful digging into skin and tweaking and toying with them. To feel nails up and down your body can just bring absolute shivers of joy and ecstasy those sexy long nails to your man.

Some men into hand and nail fetish love watching women do the dishes I read, but of course, as any woman with long nails could tell you, if they don’t have a dishwasher, they would be wearing rubber gloves. Some love watching a woman do her nails, file them, paint them, buff them. It’s all part of the ritual for them.

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Nothing Makes Me Hard Like The Smell Of Clorox…

I did a blog once about a caller I spoke to who had a clean fetish. He wanted to be scrubbed with all kinds of detergents and scrub brushes. Another caller is also into a clean fetish, but a different one, not of his body being scrubbed, but he wants to be the one doing the cleaning. Of floors, bathroom, etc.

Apparently he’s not wanting a woman to smell of fruity body washes and expensive French perfumes, to him there is no better smell than bleach. He’d have done well to have Joan Crawford as a mother, perhaps some older ones might get that reference to Mommy Dearest and her penchant for cleaning….

I’d love to have a slave that wanted to come to my house to clean and to scrub. I’m not the best housekeeper, so it would be welcome, but I can’t imagine anyone getting off on it…Maybe the pervy ones know their minds are dirty, and the cleaning fetish is them subconsciously trying to wash away the filth, like the symbolic washing of hands by Lady Macbeth to get the blood off her hands.

Everything sparkling clean, every surface clean enough to fuck on. Sounds good to have everything be so clean that you don’t need to worry about any germs and dirt getting on you. I knew a woman once who kept her house so tidy you could have eaten off her floors, yet her home didn’t smell like bleach, nor was she obsessed with it. One man joked it was so pristine there should be velvet ropes across the doors since it made you not want to touch anything. Different people have their different little fetishes for sure.

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Body Modification

 

Not everyone considers body modification a perversion, but others do. Yours truly included. Piercings and tattoos make me think of carnival freaks and I don’t understand why more than 1 hole in each earlobe would ever be wanted by anyone, but many differ and it’s a growing trend.

One such popular piercing that has sexual undertones is the tongue piercing. It actually has ancient and religious beginnings, as it was something the Aztec did as an offering to their Gods. Little did they know a few thousand years later women would be getting their tongues pierced to enhance oral sex for their man. Many men have said getting a blow job from a woman with a tongue barbell in place is divine, and if you see a gal with one, you will likely be getting blow jobs from her on a regular basis.

Genital piercings are also popular among men and women. Piercings for women seem to be mainly just for decorative purposes and clitoral ones for their own pleasure. When a man gets a penile piercing, both he and the woman can get enhanced enjoyment from the extra stimulation that it provides during intercourse, especially if the jewelry can stimulate the G spot in the woman.

There is potential for injury and infection in all of these piercing. Imagine zipping up to have your penile barbell caught…OUCH! I personally don’t understand the need or desire for any of this, but people will do what they want to whether it makes sense or not.

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The Singing Whore

I had an unusual call the other night, it was the second time I’d heard from this man. I recalled as soon as he asked me how high I could sing. Yes, sing. He then asked if I would sing some scales for him to hear my vocal range and then asked if I had a history of singing. I replied yes, I’d been in choir all through school and had sung solos in a few talent shows.

He asked me to sing notes and asked if I had any operatic training, I said no, just regular singing and after so many years of no practice, sadly out of tune. If you don’t use it, you lose it.

I was then asked about vocal warmups I used to do, and actually was requested to sing. I can’t say it’s the first time I’ve been asked to sing, I’ve actually been asked by a few others as well, but they were not interested in the highness of the notes I could hit.

Perhaps he masturbates to recordings of Maria Callas, I have no idea, but for me, he had to make do with a song from the The Sound Of Music. He was moaning and groaning as I belted out, “Do Re Me” and then began to call me a “singing whore”. I was on the verge of laughter from the entire episode it was so bizarre.

He seemed pleased with my efforts though, and I told him if was going to call again, he should email me some songs he was interested in hearing, so I could have the lyrics at hand and be prepared. It was an interesting call.

I wonder what happened in that man’s life to make high notes of particular sexual interest to him? I have no idea. I talk to so many with peculiar interests, I will never know the roots of most of their fetishes, but from what I have read, the roots of most fetishes are very deep and begin in early childhood. Would be interesting to know for sure.

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