January 25th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
How To Treat Your Cellmate
If you are stuck in prison and simply must have a cellmate, I guess this is your way to make the best of a bad situation:
Found on Erectus.
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January 22nd, 2012 -- by Dr. Faustus
Maybe She’s Doing Something Right
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John Severin (b. 1921) is doubtless one of the great comics artists of the twentieth century. He was one of the founding artists at Mad and later head artist at Cracked and worked over his career in all sorts of comics genres, many relatively little-known today such as war, western, and historical comics. In 2003, he was inducted into the Will Eisner Award Hall of Fame, and you just don’t get much higher in the comics world than than.
And like so many great comics guys, he had a taste for the ribald.
Caption: “What’s wrong, Mr. Bailey…have I done something wrong?”
Found in Craig Yoe‘s wonderful anthology Clean Cartoonists’ Dirty Drawings.
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January 19th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
Man On Man Beach Moments
Such a pleasant and romantic day at the beach:
Does it undercut the tender moment if you can still see where the bondage dude on the bottom got dragged to that spot?
Too, there’s a movie.
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January 18th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
Masturbating In The Ladies Room
From comic book artist Salono’s Sexy Symphonies, we get another installment in the continuing saga/mystery of why women go to the bathroom in groups and what they do in there for so long:
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January 16th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
Golden Dildos In The Bible
This bible verse (Ezekiel 16:17) was used as an epigram in The Stimulators about which I blogged yesterday.
Thou hast also taken thy fair jewels of my gold and of my silver, which I had given thee, and madest to thyself images of men, and didst commit whoredom with them.
“Commit whoredom” seems like a somewhat vague complaint by Ezekiel, who is usually fairly specific in passing on what he claimed were God’s objections to the abominations then being committed in the City of Jerusalem. But then again, I’m not sure what “and didst stick them repeatedly in your hoo-hahs” should look like after being translated from the original by sexually-squeamish religious men. It’s entirely possible that old Ezekiel himself was rather more direct and clear about the objectionable uses to which the “images of men” were put.
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January 15th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
20th Century Sex Toys: Vibrators and Hookers
I have in my hand a curious book called The Stimulators: Swinging Set’s Newest Rage, by Roger Blake, Ph.D. Published in 1968 by Century Books (CB 052), it has semi-abstract cover art medallions (groovy!) and purports to reveal “how sex gadgets of every type are now being peddled openly…and how they are used!”
Psuedo-interviews and “case studies” with anonymized interviewees about taboo sexual topics are a sexual literary genre in their own right, and it’s often imprudent to mistake them for non-fiction. But even a suspected fiction can shed light on historical views and attitudes. In that spirit, I offer this brief anecdote from one “Jim”, described as “an interviewee who volunteered to give information for my research” and as “a fifty-one year old sales who has patronized the better class of professional prostitutes in cities of the South, Southwest, and East Coast for more than 30 years.” So the first anecdote in this account would date from approximately 1938, with the second one presumably later:
The first time I saw one of these [vibrator massagers] I was about twenty-one or so. In Dallas, when I went down to Ma’s the first time and took a client to get some girls. They were Mexicans. And you talk about some beautiful Mexican girls, they were outstanding! Eighteen, nineteen years old and great! We had three of them up in the room, and this one pulls off her blouse and digs out this thing like a barber uses. She went to town on her breasts. She went nuts! Man, they were jumping up and down. The other girls were jumping up and down. They got in a fight to get that vibrator, and the little gal on the left, soon as she got it, she pushed it right in that black forest and it was bzzzzing it up great!
The senoritas were putting on a show. Maybe they were getting their rocks off, maybe not. I think about every other whore I ever had, had a vibrator of some kind. The New York whores are the experts, the real pros with a vibro. They pull the things out of the drawer to the night table like it was as natural as screwing. They know you want a little something extra.
I’ll tell you about Dina Rae, the one I went back to three times, she was so great. Stacked like a brick outhouse with 38Cs for boobs. She straddled me about the chest so her black forest parted to show the crater of that hot volcano. The boobs were dragging my belly. So she puts the vibro to work on my legs and comes up to my rod and it goes right up … up, up, up.
Dina Rae had this gimmick that she was famous for. She lifts up a little bit and puts the vibrator to work along the bottom side of the rod, all up and down the shaft real easy. There’s a rhythm to it finally. She goes down to the base, then starts up slow. I just about come and she pulls it away and starts at the base again. After about three times, I know I’m gonna go off the next one. This final time, she starts up the shaft, then goes back to the base and keeps it bzz-zzing there while she runs her finger all the way up to that big vein on the bottom.
When it shoots off, it’s like a geyser or a volcano erupting. She keeps her mouth about an inch or two away, and she catches about two of the shots and swallows them. The rest of it goes flying all over the boobs and everyplace. So she sits up then and acts sexy rubbing it around her boobs and then working the vibrator all around her boobs until her great big fat nipples are sticking out like two hard nuts.
If you’re still in the mood, she works it down to her twat to get her jollies. She does it sometimes even if you’re not in the mood, all of which leads me to believe that Dina Rae is sincere and does get her jollies that way, and it’s no act.
The Mexican gals were all show. They acted it out, and they’d break up laughing sometimes. It was sexy for the customers, but I think it was a big game for them. Ever since that time way back when, I’ve been hooked on the things. Every pro I’m with, I ask if she’s got a vibro, and I can tell you I think I could count the ones on the fingers of one hand who said they didn’t.
I’m so taken by the groovy cover art medallions, I’ve got to include a higher-res view of them, as found on the back cover of the book (click for larger):
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January 14th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
Bruce Sterling On Porn In 2031
Bruce Sterling, whose futurism writing is always a wild ride, has something to say about the future of porn. First he predicts the death of genres in general by 2031:
Genres are gone – well, genres haven’t vanished exactly, but genre conventions have to be carefully explained to people, like the extravagant gestures once native to silent film.
And then:
Since pornography is a genre, there isn’t any left. Of course, there are mega-terabytes of recorded sex acts, but since nobody pays to view all that, it doesn’t formally exist as a social problem. Prostitution exists. Espionage exists. Prostitution and espionage have never been closer, because, in 2031, sex scandals are a major political enterprise. Old commercial porn has become new political power-porn; everyone in power is surrounded by a haze of prurient micro-video, captured and spread by enemies. Popes, queens, supermodels, billionaires, socialites, anybody really. This is the massive civilizational moral crisis. It is routinely decried as shocking and decadent and shameful and how-could-they. Nobody does anything much to stop it.
January 13th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
The Spank Button
The world needs more alternative key caps to liven up its boring QWERTY keyboards. Like, for instance, this spank button:
Found via the fine weekly spanking links update that Chross publishes every week, and which you simply cannot afford to miss if you like spanking stuff.
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January 11th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
Selecting The Merchandise
Times change, and so do attitudes. A platitude, but we forget. Until we are reminded.
Here’s a description of how Thomas More (who brought us the word “Utopia” and was considered oh-so-progressive because he educated his daughters as well as his son) helped Sir William Roper decide which of More’s daughters he’d like to marry:
Roper calls one morning and tells More that he wishes to marry one of More’s daughters–either one will do–upon which More takes Roper to his bedroom, where the daughters are asleep in a truckle bed wheeled out from beneath the parental bed. Leaning over, More deftly takes “the sheet by the corner and suddenly whippes it off” … revealing the girls to be fundamentally naked. Groggily protesting at the disturbance, they roll onto their stomachs, and after a moment’s admiring reflection Sir William announces that he has seen both sides now and with his stick lightly taps the bottom of sixteen-year-old Margaret.
Found at Hermione’s Heart.
Update: I was going to post the above as-is. But then I thought, let’s chase this deeper into the original material. What I found was the following from John Aubrey’s Brief Lives, c. 1690:
Memorandum that in [More's] Utopia, his lawe is that young people are to see each other stark-naked before marriage. Sir William Roper came one morning pretty early to my Lord, with a proposall to marry one of his daughters. My Lord’s daughters were then both together in a bed in a truckle-bed in their father’s chamber asleep. He carries Sir William into the chamber, and takes the sheet by the corner and suddenly whippes it off. They lay on their backs, and the their smocks up as high as their arme pitts; this awakened them, and immediately they turned on their bellies. Quoth Sir William Roper, “I have seen both sides”, and so gave a patt on her buttock, he made choice of, saying,” Thou art mine.”
Here was all the trouble of the wooing.
January 11th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
Cross-Cultural Communication, The Best Way
A panel from Study Abroad, currently being serialized at Dr. Faustus’s Erotic Mad Science.
