August 20th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
The Pleasure Of A Good Float
Just floating in the sun, eyes closed, tending to her own business:
Photo is from July 1977 edition of the German magazine Lui.
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August 19th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Why I Flap
Thanks to historian Dara Howley, we have this nice article from the 2 May 1923 Daily Express by an anonymous flapper on the ethos of flapping:
Why I Flap
By A FlapperI am a flapper, and I desire to be nothing else. My one terror in life is the thought that the time will come when my skirts will have to be at least two inches longer than they are now, when an equal length of leg — and not bad leg — will be hidden away.
It takes a bold girl to be a flapper — a real one. I know quite well that my skirt agitates the emotions of old ladies, who think to themselves that such abbreviated affairs, thank heaven, were never permitted in their days. I know that my shapely legs are the admiration of pale young City men, and the envy of an ultra aristocratic though rather bony old lady who alights at Kensington. Still — what good would they be to her?
None but such as I really know how to enjoy life, for I make my own pleasure, supply my own excitement, manufacture my own thrills. Where others are bored I am engrossed: in entertaining others I entertain myself. As I go along the streets I am able to select just those who will, having passed me, surreptitiously turn their heads and look back. And why? Not because they are horrified; but because they, having seen, are pleased, and would see again.
Nor ordinary natural man can resist me. I have made it my study not only to attract, but also to hold in bonds that none can break. I am a flapper, a coquette, and every man is my slave. Women hate me — sheer jealousy. Men love me — sheer admiration.
I am not conceited. I admit I am but one of a crowd. There are other flappers who can flap as well as I, and in speaking for myself I speak for them. We are to be envied, but we are also to be pitied.
Life will some day bring to us its sorrows, even as now it brings its joys. But till that time I dwell in the sunshine, I snap my fingers at the future — I flap!
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August 18th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
When Lesbians Do It Doggie Style
Sometimes, presumably, it’s just the usual boring strap-on dildo, just like your mom uses on your dad. But sometimes, lesbian doggie-style sex apparently gets a little bit weirder than that:
That’s of course if you trust your 1970s male-gaze lesbian porn magazines. (Probably you should never do that.)
Thanks to Nortypig and Vasta for the images.
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August 17th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
The Nude Who Lost The Food Fight
If she wasn’t pouting so hard, I would assume this porn darling was a splosh-fetish enthusiast. But she seems rather unhappy about the bits of cupcake (?) all over her body and the wall behind her. If wet-and-messy is not her thing, I can only assume she’s the least-popular girl at the shoot, and the pastries on the craft table were too stale to eat today, and she was crap at ducking and dodging:
Cutting against my theory is the fact that most of her face seems to have been rather miraculously spared, excepting only one strategic spot that doesn’t threaten her makeup.
The photo comes from Cover Girls 16, which was a Color Climax porn magazine title in the — I’m guessing here? — 1970s or very early 1980s.
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August 16th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Vanessa Del Rio, Cat Girl
What could better feed your catgirl fantasies than the legendary Vanessa del Rio in a leopard suit?
This is probably the place to make a “nice tail” joke, but I think I’ll give it a miss. No, wait, is it too late?
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August 15th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Let’s Go Sex Camping!
It’s springtime in Denmark, and the sunshine is warm enough for outdoor sex (at least if you are Danish). But you will need a warm tent to retreat to, afterwards, and you must keep your warm winter socks on, because the ground is still very cold:
The photo is from Color Sperma #20. Color Sperma was a Danish porn magazine of the 1960s and 1970s that was among the best of the slick color hardcore Scandinavian imports; akin to the many titles from Color Climax, but generally better shot, with happier-looking models.
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August 14th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Rubber Swim Cap And Oiled Flesh
Here’s a photo for the rubber swim cap fetish brigade — it’s from an old Color Climax magazine, but I’m not sure which one.
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