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May 4th, 2013 -- by Bacchus

Extreme Throat-Fucking

There’s a certain modern style of serious blowjobs in gonzo porn that goes far beyond the these-days-it-seems-so-gentle 1970s Deep Throat “position her head just so, give her time to adjust her gag reflex, and slide your cock smoothly down her throat” model of throat fucking. It’s a style that’s all about speed and forcefulness and a reckless disregard for inevitable vomit.

And so, dear readers, it’s Not For Me. Vomit and blood and scat are my unholy trinity; I do not like them in my porn and I do not want to encounter them sexually. No judgment on them as may disagree, just (very much) not my thing.

But it’s ErosBlog’s enduring mission to find and share all manner of accounts of sexual pleasure, with special attention to non-standard modes of pleasure not often described elsewhere. Somebody describing the sex thing they do and explaining why it’s hot for them, that’s the ErosBlog beat if there ever was one. And in that spirit, here’s Rain DeGrey in a blog post called Vomit At Christmas:

I am one of those rare girls that could get off from someone sucking my strap-on, but I had rather specific desires. Strapped between my legs, a cock became a weapon of destruction. I didn’t want someone to daintily slurp on my dick, I wanted to own the back of their throat.

I wanted to make people choke and gasp and flail about, eyes streaming, made even better if they were wearing massive amounts of eyeliner so that they ended up looking like a sad-eyed panda on the end of my dick. I wanted to shove my cock so deeply down someone’s mouth hole that every molecule of oxygen in their lungs was only there because I permitted it to be so. I wanted to face fuck someone until they vomited and then use their puke as lube to continue the face fucking. I wanted to destroy people with my dick, unraveling them to the very core of their being until they were an undone puddle of flesh at my feet.

With needs like this, it was not often that I met someone that could take it at the level I liked to dish it out at. This all changed when I met Juliette…

We rejoin Rain and Juliette on a stage at a kinky Christmas party in San Francisco:

When it was our turn to go on, I placed out some towels in a “splash circle” over the rubber mats that covered most of the wooden floor, then led Juliette onto the center of the towels. Turning to the sea of upturned faces, I announced “This is going to be a demonstration of edge play. Everything you are about to see is completely consensual. If vomit or breath play makes you uncomfortable, you are are free to leave.” Nobody made a motion to stir. “Alrighty then.” I said.

I pounced. There was no warm-up, no grace period. My strap-on was abruptly and forcefully sheathed to the hilt down Juliette’s cranked open mouth. She struggled and gasped, her thin limbs thrashing about uselessly. Her eyes watered and her makeup slowly shifted from “pretty party princess” to “mental disturbed with epilepsy hands”. Whenever makeup runs into cock, cock wins every single time. The drool flowed and thick viscous back of the throat slime ran down off her chin, coating her breasts. Whenever she would slide limply off my dick and onto the floor I would haul her back up by her increasingly disheveled hair and pop her back onto my cock. She looked like she had been hit by a truck. The cock truck.

Then the vomit started…

Lest you think this is some unique thing: it’s not. “She looked like she had been hit by a cock truck” is — if you judge by even the most cursory survey of the clips on your local tube site — is a destination on the erotic map that lots of people enjoy visiting, in their porn if perhaps (who knows?) not quite so often in their actual bedrooms. It’s really easy to see something “extreme” (by your own personal standards) on a porn tube and think “Damn, she’s only doing that because some creepy pornographer paid her a lot of money, nobody does that for fun.” What I’ve learned over the years — and it’s an important lesson for the many people out there with minority fetishes — is that “nobody does that for fun” almost always turns out to be wrong.

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January 20th, 2013 -- by Bacchus

Another “Shooting For Kink.com” Story

I’m a sucker for these “porn model describes the shoot” stories. Partly it’s the “informed porn consumer” angle that I’ve writing about for years, but mostly it’s just the “behind the scenes” glimpse at an industry of interest. So, here’s another one: Rain DeGrey writing about her very first shoot for Kink.com. (ElectroSex Blog, where I got the link, says it was this shoot.)

Rain DeGrey in bondage during her very first photoshoot for Kink.com back in 2008

On the day I was booked to shoot I woke up early, mostly because I was too worked up to sleep properly. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning eagerly awaiting their chance to tear open all their presents in a frenzy of wrapping paper. Despite all the years I have now been doing modeling, I never ended up getting jaded. I still get that “nervous/excited/fluttery” feeling to this very day. Getting completely naked and vulnerable and cumming for the whole world to see and judge is a unique experience that you will never be able to grasp until you have tried it yourself.

Kink.com is located in an actual CASTLE, stretching a quarter of a block, 4 stories high and over a hundred rooms with a small river running through the basement level. It is like no other place in the world. The set department are constantly building and taking down sets so that rooms seem to shift, springing up and then vanishing overnight. Rope and floggers and shackles and ridiculously hot half naked people are everywhere as far as the eye can see. It is a kinky playground of the highest possible level.

I checked in with the talent department and filled out a check list of the activities I was willing to do with the Princess. I don’t think I checked a single “no” box on the list. You don’t say no to Princess Donna. Whatever she wanted to do to me, I was down. After being processed through the makeup and wardrobe departments I was ready to shoot. A friendly-faced PA showed up to take me down to the set where we were filming. I followed her, clad in a tiny white skirt and wearing the most makeup I had ever worn in my entire life.

The room was warm, verging on hot due to the giant lights set up everywhere that mercilessly chased away all shadows. Filming under bright lights on HD cameras gives you nowhere to hide and you can’t get away with skipping on shaving. I was sweating and we hadn’t even started yet…

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December 20th, 2012 -- by Bacchus

Anal Sex Tips From An Expert

I suppose there’s no way to scale this sort of thing into genuine comprehensive sex education for everybody in America, but I think that’s rather a pity. Here’s Rain DeGrey on spreading the knowledge:

I was quite surprised when a 17 year old girl called Kaylie from Pennsylvania tweeted at me saying she was a huge fan of my work. Kaylie seemed quite friendly, but she was 17! How could she of even heard of me? My goodness. Kids these days. I told her I would be unable to talk to her until she turned 18, which she understood and respected. On her 18th birthday, Kaylie tweeted at me to let me know she was now legal to talk to, and we started up a friendly correspondence. I turned her onto Fetlife, and even her mother started following me on twitter. How cool is that? A mother AND her daughter following a BDSM kinkster on twitter?

And then one day Kaylie contacted me saying she had a situation and she wanted to know if I could help her. As it tuned out, her “situation” was that she was planning on trying anal sex for the 1st time, and she was wondering if I had any advice.

Well. Ask me about anal and be prepared to have your ear talked off. Enemas, cleaning, lube, prep and stretching… there are a lot of factors to consider. I got Kaylie’s number, called her up, and gave her a phone version of my anal play class, and then sent her off to have butt sex for the 1st time with strict instructions to let me know how it went. She texted me the next day to tell me everything worked perfectly. Awwww!! That was my girl, making me proud.

I never thought because of porn I would be calling up 18 year old girls in Pennsylvania and teaching them how to have successful first time butt sex, but that is the power of the internet for you… you gotta love it. I still check in on her now and then, I feel rather protective of this girl I have never met. She has turned into a bit of an anal expert, and I am happy to of been a part of that.

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June 24th, 2012 -- by Bacchus

Ultimate Surrender: NOT Scripted Like Pro Wrestling

I’d have said this was fairly obvious, but apparently it’s not. In a series of tweets, kickass porn wrestler (it’s like “pro wrestler” with less clothes and more sexual humiliation for the loser) Rain DeGrey persuasively explains that the Ultimate Surrender sexual wrestling bouts are not scripted:

Cant believe how often people ask me if Ultimatesurrender is scripted. Are u kidding me? Do u have ANY idea how hard that would be to fake?!

As someone who was banging the director of US for 3 years, if it was scripted I should of been winning a lot more matches then I did!

None of my matches are scripted, everything is real & each victory I earn through time practicing on the mat & working out all the damn time

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February 1st, 2012 -- by Bacchus

Hating On Sluts And Whores: Sour Grapes

Y’all know I don’t believe in sluts. But even if I did, it’s always been a mystery to me why your average man might object to them.

Self-described fetish model and BDSM porn starlet Rain DeGrey says it’s a simple case of sour grapes (if you don’t remember your Aesop, click here):

When someone is hating on SLUTS & WHORES, what it really means is they are upset the sluts aren’t paying any attention to THEM.

Thanks to Bondage Blog for spotting this.

 
 
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