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But I knew that couldn’t be the only thing “Girls Gone Wild”<br />
had going for it. As much as I personally love the sweet moment<br />
of sexual revelation, I found it hard to believe that this<br />
was the force driving millions of customers into this company’s<br />
arms. There was something else “Girls Gone Wild”<br />
seemed to offer, something the video-porn industry just<br />
doesn’t have a grip on: transgression.<br />
I know that sounds weird. How could college girls pulling up<br />
their shirts be more transgressive than explicit triple penetration,<br />
or rubber enema bondage, or any of the other far-out<br />
delicacies the modern porn industry has made available to<br />
the general viewing public? Yes, yes, the mainstream porn biz<br />
is doing filthy, filthy things, and their marketing departments<br />
will natter at great length about how this week’s release is<br />
pushing the envelope like nothing you’ve ever seen, totally<br />
extreme to the max. Whatever.<br />
Yet as softcore as they obviously were, “Girls Gone Wild”<br />
looked like the real deal. “Girls Gone Wild” seemed way more<br />
transgressive than hardcore porn—because the girls themselves<br />
felt that way. The girls in the TV ads are crossing their<br />
own boundaries, breaking their own rules. They aren’t “Wild<br />
Girls”—they’re “Girls Gone Wild,” emphasis on the “gone,”<br />
on the idea that they didn’t used to be slutty exhibitionists<br />
and you’re getting to see them cross that line. They seem<br />
like they’re probably fairly normal girls when they’re not at<br />
Mardi Gras or spring break, and they seem to think that what<br />
they’re doing is naughty and dirty and slutty and bad—and,<br />
therefore, way more fun.<br />
And that’s something the porn industry just<br />
can’t give you. I don’t care how many guys<br />
are jerking off in the actress’ face or what<br />
she’s putting up her butt—she’s a professional.<br />
She’s almost certainly done this before,<br />
and if she hasn’t done this exact thing, she’s<br />
sure done plenty of other things that aren’t all that different.<br />
There’s no way that she feels like a good girl breaking the<br />
rules, no way she’s feeling that sudden exhilaration of stepping<br />
over a line and gazing into a bigger and freakier sexual<br />
world. She stepped over that line long ago, and she’s been<br />
in that big, freaky world for a while. I’m not knocking it—I<br />
have a lot of respect for professionalism in the porn industry;<br />
in fact, I often wish there were more of it. And I like seeing<br />
people get nasty when they’re comfortable with their bodies<br />
and their sexuality. But if what you want is the thrill of watching<br />
someone break their own rules and do dirty things they<br />
never imagined themselves doing, you aren’t going to get it<br />
from the Vivid Girls.<br />
Which leads me to the other very special thing that “Girls<br />
Gone Wild” seemed to offer...and here’s where we start<br />
getting into some seriously fucked-up regions of my psychosexual<br />
geography. Because the other thing “Girls Gone Wild”<br />
appeared to offer was humiliation. Not faked, not acted, not<br />
a fantasy. When the girls in “Girls Gone Wild” stepped over<br />
that line, it seemed like you’d be getting to watch, real-time,<br />
while they shamed themselves: like you’d be watching them<br />
let go of their dignity, place themselves in a position of public<br />
debasement, offer up their bodies for the crude enjoyment of<br />
a leering public eye. While I certainly don’t think flashing your<br />
boobs in public needs to be any of those things (God knows<br />
I’ve done it enough times, and it didn’t feel that way to me),<br />
it seemed that these girls would feel that way. The girls in<br />
the GGW ads seem like fairly ordinary, non-sex-radical girls,<br />
“girls next door,” if you will, girls who most of the time would<br />
have some degree of modesty and sexual shame. And what<br />
you get to see in these videos—or what it seemed from the<br />
TV ads that you get to see in these videos—was the moment<br />
when they let go of their modesty, and let themselves experience<br />
that tingly, twitchy, nakeder-than-naked blend of eroticism<br />
and shame. In my fucked-up and deeply kinked little libido,<br />
that had more oomph than almost anything mainstream<br />
porn could provide.<br />
The more I thought about all this, the more it turned me on.<br />
The “Girls Gone Wild” ads went from an occasional bit of<br />
fleeting, guilty pleasure when the ads came on, to full-time<br />
masturbation material. Interestingly, I never imagined myself<br />
as one of the wild girls: I’ve been around way too many<br />
blocks way too many times, and not even in my most fevered<br />
sexual imaginings could I picture myself feeling embarrassed<br />
“Girls Gone Wild” seemed way more<br />
transgressive than hardcore porn—<br />
because the girls themselves<br />
felt that way.<br />
or naughty about pulling up my shirt for the camera. (For one<br />
thing, I’ve already done it more than once....) No, my typical<br />
“Girls Gone Wild” masturbation fantasy always put me<br />
behind the camera. I’m the one enticing the giggling girl to<br />
pull up her shirt, or pull down her pants, or take a shower<br />
for the camera, or fondle her girlfriend...and I’m the one<br />
who’s then enticing her to pull down her pants and spread<br />
her butt cheeks, or get on all fours in the shower, or turn her<br />
naked friend over her lap and spank her while she giggles<br />
and writhes, or any of the filthy things I was hoping might be<br />
on the videos. And I’m the one making sure my leering eye<br />
caught every bit of it on tape.<br />
So finally my curiosity (and my libido) got the better of me.<br />
Among other things, I wanted to know if the videos lived up<br />
to the promise of the TV ads. Would there, in fact, be more<br />
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