The Naked Truth Amongst The Writhing Bodies

Wandering around Venus was a real eye-opener and not for the reasons you might think. The Erotic Festival in Berlin allows you to look into the minds of the general public and see what they regard as exciting and arousing. It also shows you how the adult industry services the public’s need for erotica.

And it is a need. To deny the sexual impulse felt by almost everyone in the population is to deny the procreative urge. An urge so strong that it will override all others. In humans (almost uniquely) the urge to have sex is however not always linked to the propagation and continuation of the species. The pure enjoyment is enough to make fucking an end in itself and something that most of us at some point in our life have felt is the primary, sometimes only goal we have.

With that realisation it is not surprising that the halls at Berlin were packed for much of the day and we were lucky to be early risers. By the time the bulk of the visitors were arriving we had done our rounds and were ready to head back to the hotel, leaving the unfortunate exhibitors to experience the crowds until the eight o’clock finish.

In some respects it would have been interesting to watch the change in the atmosphere as the evenings drew on and the emphasis change from those visitors who were interested in the stands vending products to those purveying flesh.

Next Year perhaps, when we have a little more time.