Comments on: Albino Porn Doesn’t Exist

By: Danita

Danita — Wed, 10 Feb 2010 14:01:48 +0000

Hey ya’ll! How goes it? Well I just wanted to share something with you…I am Albino and just recently another albino moved into my apt. building…how craxy is that!? Her and I are so triping about it…we are rare as it is….but even more so haveing two albino women in the same building!

We have become fast friends…gee wonder why…lol

Well thats all. Hope is well with all! Peace….Danita

By: SillyDemons

SillyDemons — Tue, 09 Feb 2010 19:42:09 +0000

I am a male with Oculocutaneous Albinism. I think that the most misunderstood facet of this form of albinism is that one’s eyelids present no real obstruction to sunlight. Couple that with Photophobia (I hate this term. It is poorly coined. I use the term hyper-photo-sensitivity for that is what it is. I don’t fear the light as the other name implies. It causes physical strain to the optical nerves.) and you get someone who suffers chronic pain whenever there are bright lights around. That alone has given me the gift of being oh so friendly first thing in the morning when my eyes haven’t adjusted to the evil daylight.

If one is to admire the inherent beauty of an albino (human or otherwise), then one must understand the madness that surely follows. I won’t even delve into the social stigmata associated with being ‘different’ because that should be apparent. I shall say only this: I believe it is worse to cope with my form of albinism than being totally blind in that with blindness you are at a set overall perception of your environment (albeit a limited one). With what I have described earlier, hypersensitivity to light causes fluctuations in the visual perception of your environment. Imagine being forced out of your comfort zone every time the wind blows the curtains; or leaving a reasonably illuminated building to be thrust into full sunlight. Even with special glasses; photons have a way of getting beyond whatever protective measures you may employ. Those photons bring discomfort and painful headaches due to eye strain. It is easy to draw the connections to the mythical concept of vampires (which brings with it it’s own brand of erotica) by these traits. I have not researched this line of reasoning, but it seems plausible that the origin of that mythical creature stemmed from this genetic aberration.

Now onto the meat of the issue. I find the concept of albino erotica EXTREMELY sexy! We may not be the fabled unicorn of sexual desire, but damn it if we are not exotic in our own way.

For me, I would love to see/create some albino-on-albino action because THAT would be as close to that aforementioned unicorn of sexuality as one could get in the physical realm.

By: sadie_mc

sadie_mc — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 06:04:16 +0000

wow, john. I think she really did want to kiss you. Not many girls threaten that, if they don’t mean it. Boys can be so stupid. I hope you find someone as great as Chris again.

By: John

John — Thu, 10 Dec 2009 19:10:31 +0000

Just over 30 years ago, I missed the chance of a lifetime! Damn that painful
shyness of being a visually-impaired Junior High kid during those preteen years!
I had known an albina girl who I’ll call “Chris” (not her real name, but kinda
close, and a nickname she acknowledged back then) since about the third grade,
as we both attended the same school and were in the same class for
visually-impaired kids from 3rd grade until 8th. When Chris started to
“develop” in the 6th grade, I was just plain smitten but too damn shy to act on
it. I played the whole “typical preteen boy” aka “girls can’t be ‘cool’” (in
other words, I was in MAJOR denial) for two solid years. She seemed pretty
smitten with me, too, but had no qualms about showing it. Any favor she even
suspected that I might want done, she would offer to do although I never asked.
She would request to work with me on “team” projects, taking care of all the
tasks she knew I would regard as “tedious” while I did the parts that she knew I
did exceptionally well and actually enjoyed while we shared the credit for the
completed project. She had a habit of threatening to kiss me whenever I was
trying to put forth my best “ultra-cool” front (I’d make gagging noises, and
cover my face to hide that I was blushing). Chris had the typical albina look,
pale white skin and hair, pinkish eyes, and thick tinted glasses and had pretty
much “cornered the market on curves” too. At just about 5′ tall, she measured
38D-28-38 (at 13). When I asked, I was doing my best to come across as a
smarta$$, embarrassing, etc. to see if she’d slap me. I was pretty damn
surprised when she answered without batting an eye.

The following year, Chris transferred to another school and we lost touch with
each other until after Graduation. By then, we had both had a couple of
not-so-wonderful romances with others and were thus twice-burned/triple-shy
about pursuing what we had felt back in Junior High past a brief fling. She
probably saw my interest in more than that as “too little, too late” by then and
seemed almost obsessed with some guy named Allen (a name I still tend to dislike
now since I got so tired of hearing it then). The few times we did actually
make love are memories I still re-live periodically in dreams. In one
particularly-vivid dream, she and I are twelve again and waiting for the “short
bus” after school like we did back then. Only, in the dream, I reply to her
“Drop that Mr. Cool act or I’ll kiss you right here at school.” by daring her to
do just that. The kiss turns into something that would make the hottest
Hollywood kiss from some afternoon soap opera look tame, and we end up saying
afterward to each other in unison “Did I just see our wedding?” and then “Let’s
do that again and see what else we’ll see!”

After the brief fling when we were 18, we totally lost touch. At least until a
chance meeting at a shopping center, about ten years ago, after we had each just
been through yet another bad relationship and ugly breakup. She declined my
offer to exchange phone numbers toward getting back in touch (she explained that
her ex-husband was stalking her then, so she had serious trust issues with men
in general), but we did get to meet each other’s children that day while we
talked.

Always loved “time travel” themes in science fiction films, books, etc. and I
have to say that the memory of how I “blew it” with Chris and would have damn
near done anything for the chance to go back to 1977 to fix it is a HUGE part of
why I enjoy that particular sub-genre of literature.

By: steve

steve — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 04:18:21 +0000

if you want to know in depth message me on yahoo.

By: cbethfly

cbethfly — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 02:45:13 +0000

^ why? seriously, most of the kids I knew in HS were also interested in getting to know this person, and not for ignorant reasons. I heard one guy making fun of him once, and everyone around him told him to STFU. So yea, there are those few I guess that would’ve made him feel wierd because he was different. I hate that something that makes one so beautiful and intriguing can cause such low self esteem.

By: steve

steve — Tue, 10 Nov 2009 18:41:36 +0000

^ reminds me of me

By: cbethfly

cbethfly — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 20:17:46 +0000

I was infatuated with an albino in high school. 17 years later, I still remember stealing long stares at him walking across the parking lot or in the halls. We didn’t have any classes together, and I only got to talk to him once when we were both in the nurse’s office one day. He was really nice, kind of shy. I never saw him talking to anyone or walking with anyone, so I guess he was pretty reclusive. I made an effort to get him to talk, and when the nurse came in and told me to go back to class he looked sad . After that, whenever I would see him in the halls I would try and wave but as usual, he always kept his head down (no eye contact) and walked so quickly to wherever he was going…I wish there were more sites on albinism. These people mystify me, for some reason.

By: steve

steve — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 03:14:51 +0000

im an albino male. any girls want to talk messege me sputnik_kintups@yahoo.com

or text me if your a girl thats willing to talk. you can text me 232 9017

By: JJ

JJ — Tue, 06 Oct 2009 16:22:57 +0000

Here's the pic of Danita: