VR Porn For Women

What it’s like to watch VR porn as a woman? The world of virtual reality porn is mostly about male fantasies. But after a few days of my self-experiment, I came across a few rays of hope in surprising corners of virtual reality.

Our bodies have their limitations. They have problems getting to know other bodies and sit around alone on Saturday evenings. They want to have sex, but they can’t make real contact, so they have to get by on their own. But a future in which people attract haptic playsuits and fuck in the Matrix now seems as tangible as autonomous vehicles and private journeys into space. Virtual Reality has long been an unfulfilled promise, but now it is developing into a world that actually opens up completely new experiences for us. Last year, the best VR glasses so far, such as the Oculus Rift and HTC Vive, came onto the market. Now everyone can get a bulky headset and two controllers for a few hundred euros and enter impressive VR worlds – and the opportunity to suddenly see themselves in an upper body that belongs to a different gender or skin colour.

I didn’t want to miss this experience either, so I borrowed a Vive from HTC and asked a friend to set up the VR system for me. In fact, the entry into virtual reality initially consists of confusing menu screens and a lot of calibration. “I’m standing in an Ikea kitchen now and it’s falling apart,” my friend described the room in which a “typical C-3PO with a British accent” showed him how to properly walk around and shoot with the controllers. When he had calibrated the sensors I had placed in the opposite corners of the room, he finally handed me the headset. The first thing I see is a night sky and a view of Earth from space. The words “this is real” hovered over a cloudy horizon.

The tedious foreplay

Still, the equipment you need for virtual reality sex is a rather bulky and complicated system. The plugs of the device fill a whole multiple socket. You can’t lie in bed and turn it on spontaneously when you suddenly feel like it. You have to get up, put on your headset and shoot lasers at a menu. The app stores of these devices follow the example of iTunes and don’t sell porn – just something between first-person shooters, selfie tennis and digital replicas of endangered ecosystems. My first experience with VR glasses on my face is watching jellyfish float around to New Age sounds. I had turned into a shred of plankton in an endless ocean. A sea turtle slowly swims under me. The anemones sway in the current.

The next day I started the VR porn. Currently, most VR pornos are so-called “POV pornos”, i.e. porn pornos from the first-person perspective. If you look down at yourself, there is a static, silent torso. Huge sex gods build up in front of you and fuck you while you study their tattoos. This kind of porn can be found on sites like Badoink, Pornhub and KinkVR. Sometimes the torso belongs to a woman, sometimes to a man, but he never has a head. It’s a bit like these fairground pictures, where you put your head through a wall with a picture. The Avatar body is immobile or sitting on a chair. Then one or two people appear, their breasts and genitals centimeters away from your face, make out with each other and penetrate you. Most of the time you can only look around 180 degrees in these videos, so one turn behind you mirrored the same thing happens as in front of you. There are the standard porn fantasies: pool boys, stepmothers, a master and his house slaves.

  • In Sharing is Caring, a video I downloaded from a company called Wankz, my avatar was a woman. She wore nothing but a mini skirt. She was nicely tanned, had small, natural breasts, a French manicure … and all that already destroyed any illusion that this could be “my” body.
  • Her (my) torso lay in a daylight-flooded room on the floor, in the corner a stalactite-like glass sculpture and white sofas. A huge man and a woman stood grinning above her.
  • Imagine you’re lying on your back staring into a huge flat screen TV, only the TV is broken from its rectangular shape and surrounds you.
  • The man and the woman were doing all kinds of things with the torso: sucking on his nipples, fingering it, penetrating it and having sex with each other as the torso released a steady stream of uncontrollable groans and I pondered what it’s like to be a tanned person with a French manicure.

The limits of VR porn

“That’s a perfect pussy,” said the sweating Brit who served my body as a lover. He took his cock in his hand for a close-up. After having watched several VR porn movies, I can say that this genre is best when what you want to see is close at hand: Breasts hanging over you, a face that looks you in the eye with interest, asses or shiny cocks approaching your head. Or when you look up and there’s a body on yours. Even in their current immature format with these standard fantasies, VR pornos are a definite improvement over the experience of watching porn on a laptop alone. You feel like you’re in the same room as these huge, strange sex people.

But there are a few things I don’t understand about VR porn in its current POV form with a first-person perspective. The avatars don’t speak. We never see their faces. There is no change of role into another torso during the film. So the first-person perspective is overwhelming. When I watched a video called Empowering Ava, where the camera was standing in a corner, I realized that technically it is still the best option today to stay close to the action with the camera. Empowering Ava is a porno that is supposed to please women. I watched a woman have anal sex with her husband using a vibrating dildos. The adventurous couple was far too far away at the other end of the room. Besides, an adventurous couple doesn’t quite match my imagination. “I can’t believe you’re into something like this,” the man kept saying.

We hope Virtual Reality will be much more than just more realistic versions of the same old videos. The virtual reality we dream of is a matrix, a meta-universe, a world where you have an avatar who is slimmer, wears leather outfits, carries around a samurai sword, has a purple, asymmetrical haircut, and visits nightclubs.

On the way in a VR swingers club

One day I logged on to a page called 3DXChat in search of further VR experiences. This is a so-called MMORPG (Massively Multiplayer Online Role-Playing Game): a virtual world where avatars meet. In this case this means that the avatars have casual sex with each other. Real people interacting in virtual bodies. I chose my avatar and called it “Embot”. I could choose anything from hairstyle to eyebrow thickness. All clothing options were “sexy”. I clicked my way through schoolgirl skirts and belly-free white tops with my avatar’s huge breasts sticking out from under the edge.

I put on Embot a black leather corset and sent the goth redhead out into a world of muscle-bound V-body men. I entered a room called “Yacht Sex” where there were about 50 people. The unique code word was “fuck me”, the corresponding sex positions are selected in a detailed menu. But first I walked over the wood-panelled yacht and looked at the sea. While clicking around I accidentally took off the Hotpants from my avatar and put them on again quickly. I walked past couples who were making out in the whirlpool on the upper deck.

The Gamification of the Porn Experience

There are interactive virtual reality games between porn videos and online role-playing games. Japanese software companies outdo each other in these fantasies. They offer interactions with animated characters in games like Custom Maid, which looks as patriarchal as it sounds. I played an English-language game called X Story Player. It worked reasonably well with VR, even though my avatar turned like a spinning top when I wanted to use the controllers. My avatar was a nerd doing an experiment in a lab. He masturbates into a container and puts his DNA into a machine he built. The result is a tentacle monster that is stimulated by pornographic images. The creature escapes and leaves a trail of slime and aroused women.

Then my avatar gets a blowjob from a dead-eyed woman named Saiko. “I feel so strange,” she said. That’s what she looked like. She sat on her bed, her dress slipped down and next to her was an open pack of cornflakes and a container of Chinese food. “I have a great desire for something, but it’s not food. Oh God, it’s so overwhelming.” She signaled to approach my avatar and opened her mouth to receive him. Mascara ran down her cheeks, and when I stopped pressing the arrow keys, she floated a tiny bit and trembled in the digital space.

I found FemDomination better, an interactive game in a 360-degree VR environment. Maybe that was my favorite experience with Virtual Reality, even if it’s embarrassing. After all, Dominas with pneumatic Lara Croft figures are pegging a male avatar who is fixed in a torture chair with a chain around his testicles.

FemDomination opened with the welcome greeting “Welcome to the world of sex and submission”. I stood in full moonlight in front of a huge stone temple. Crickets were chirping, the wind was blowing and birds were moving across the starry sky. I entered the temple by walking under the huge statue of a woman on all fours. I walked through a chamber where people drawn in hieroglyphics were sexually tortured on the walls and entered the best virtual menu of all time: a room where you stand between monumental, hermaphroditic stone statues having oral sex with each other while music is playing that I can only describe as “sex techno”.

I chose the “Orientation” option from the menu and saw my virtual body naked in a wheelchair, while a sexy black-haired woman said things like, “Slaving a man is so easy. All you have to do is give him a stand and he’ll do anything you want.” A dominatrix with an Australian accent gave my avatar a prostate massage.

“Say: ‘Yes, mistress, please milk me’, she said. As she passed by the torso, another woman held his arm and stared down with stunned eyes that never blinked. I switched from “excitation mode” to “experience mode”. I preferred the “Dildo Belt” fantasy to the “Kalis Teeth” experience – and was excited by cartoon vaginas and puddles of sperm glowing in the black light.

When rising sea levels have flooded our cities, the rest of nature is just mountains of garbage, and the Trump family has taken over the world, the virtual Great Barrier Reef will remind us of a place that is now faded and dead, and virtual sex will be practiced as often as real sex. The virtual worlds will become more detailed as the real world turns into an exploding Ikea kitchen. One day we’ll be driving through cities in self-propelled capsules, and when we’re tired of social media, we’ll be putting on headsets, screwing the eyebrow strength of our avatars to ten, and staring at animated plastic genitals. Virtual reality sex. It was fun, and I would do it again. But most of all with someone I love.