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F Is for Fetish (Erotic Alphabet)

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"F is for Fetish" has a nice variety of fetishes. With such a wide variety I expected to not be into some, but I was also hoping that some of my favorite themes would make it into the book. I was happy to find that many of my favorites were included (Exhibitionism, spanking, hands, peeing, shoes, feet, tickling, fishnets) and that I even enjoyed fetishes I never thought much about (Pantyhose, toys, female submission, knife play). There are only two stories I didn't like as much. They have themes I usually like (Boots and hair), but the stories themselves didn't do it for me.

I recommend this book even if you aren't into all of the fetishes. You may find something new.

"An object of irrational reverence or obsessive devotion."

"An object or bodily part whose real or fantasied presence is psychologically necessary for sexual gratification and that is an object of fixation to the extent that it may interfere with complete sexual expression."

You've got 14 stories in this petite (5" x 7") book's 132 pages. The fetishes presented are: fingers; hair, specifically long, coiffed hair, then let down; lesbian pantyhose; panties/spanking; boots and dom-sub shoe-shining; golden showers; tickling; butch-fem dom-sub role-play; high-heels; vibrators; dom-sub sensory deprivation/isolation; feet; fishnet stockings, and; exhibitionism/voyeurism.

There were a few stories that didn't seem to strike the right fetish chord; they seemed more like realized fantasies. The very butch/very fem story of two women acting out an Internet-agreed hook-up was one. It was the same for the sensory deprivation story, about a successful longtime dom-sub relationship and the first time experiencing the longed-for activity. The exhibitionism/voyeurism story closing the book also wasn't fetishy, as a young bride discovers within her the thrill of getting it on with another watching. I guess you could call this a fetish aborning, but it just seems more like healthy sexual adventure leading to healthy sexual awakening. These stories weren't bad, mind you, but just didn't seem to fit with the book's theme.

Now, the one about the shoes was fetish all the way, with the guy deeply anthropomorphizing the nasty, naughty marabou mules, calling them "insolent," and then treating the shoes accordingly. It was the same with the foot-fetish story, the level of obsessive, very long-considered and highly attentive descriptions of toes and crevices and arches, etc. Now that's someone who is really into feet, that much was clear.

Overall, though, these didn't really do it for me. The first one, about a woman turned on by and sucking the greasy fingers of a bicycle mechanic was a poor choice for an opener, and left a bad taste, literally. The vibrator story was interesting, but the female protagonist was thoroughly unlikable, in the end deserving a life of solitary fulfillment with her two best battery-powered friends, rather than a man who was likable, as well as appropriately endowed. The fishnet stockings story was pretty hot, and surprisingly realistic. The golden showers story, while not my bag, was well presented, and I thought did a very good job of slowly bringing him and her together in an eventually mutually enjoyed thrill, getting well past the inherent (and sadly usually self-imposed) stigma in getting off on such a thing, to the "aquatic bliss of the flow," "nature's sweet, gorgeous cascade."

Bottom line: As fetish goes, it's relatively tame. There are no plushies, no balloonies, no adult babies, no scat, etc. This is entry-level fetish, quick and safe and easily accessible stories of the moderately varied.

And I do very much like the look of the cover girl.