March 4th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
Sharp-Eyed Shell spotted a Yahoo news story about the nude protest pictured so attractively below. However, when Shell spotted it the picture was the picture that illustrated the Yahoo story. Apparently they chickened out and decided the picture was just a little too provocative, because it’s nowhere to seen now.
Fortunately, Shell saved it for everyone’s delectation, and ErosBlog passes the savings along to you.
March 1st, 2003 -- by Bacchus
Back in December ErosBlog discussed a linux package called porn-get. Now from Jenny comes word that it works, and works well:
Porn-get does nothing else than download "sexual education material"[1]
found on the internet more effeciently than you would manually
with a browser.
The thing is it really works, well. I've heard of people downloading
more than 100 GB porn, pity my hd had not enough space to get every-
thing, neither is my internet connectivity too good.
[1] bad mouths call it porn
Yours
Jenny
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Windoze not found: (C)heer, (P)arty or (D)ance?
February 28th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
It turns out that “God is a masturbator.”
These people appear to be serious. But then again, so did the Landover Baptists, once upon a more innocent net age. We report, you decide.
February 26th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
Anarchist Boone over at Nolo Consentire has a nightmare vision about how the LA cops are going to figure out who is cruising for hookers:
Is there going to be a roadside tumescence test, or what?
“I’m sorry sir, but you have been seen driving around this block looking at women and transvestites. Please step out of the car and remove your clothing so we can attach this device to your genitals…..”
February 21st, 2003 -- by Bacchus
The Group Captain has his own satellite photos of naked peace protesters. These ones seem to be pursuing a sort of reverse Lysistrata peace strategy….
February 21st, 2003 -- by Bacchus
This picture is in honor of the recently completed Yukon Quest sled dog race.
February 18th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
The above picture makes Bacchus thirsty. It also puts him in mind of the following extremely explicit but wildly implausible passage about anal sex and ripe oranges, from the book Captive by Aishling Morgan. Don’t read on if you are likely to be offended by this sort of thing:
Aisla sighed as the warm grease from the roast duck touched her bottom hole, then gave a little gasp as her anus was penetrated. Yarath began to wriggle his finger about in her rectum, exploring her and greasing her ring, then feeling the shape of the tangerines through the membrane between vagina and rectum. Aisla pushed her bottom back, eager for buggery, but was given a gentle slap for her trouble. Yareth’s finger pulled from her anus and something replaced it, not his cock, but another tangerine.Â
With her eyes and mouth wide in shock, Aisla struggled to accept the fruit in her back passage. She felt her ring stretch and a complaining stab of pain, but even as she cried out her anus gave and the fruit had popped inside. She accepted it with a long groan. Juice had splashed between her buttocks and was trickling down her thighs, showing that the tangerine had burst as it went up her. Sulitea giggled again as another fruit was pressed to Aisla’s anus, again stretching, hurting and popping inside just when she thought she could not take it. A third followed, leaving both vagina and rectum bloated and straining, while she felt an urgent need to evacuate herself.
Only then did Yarath take her by the hips, and she realised she was to be buggered with the tangerines still in her rectum. His cock went in slowly, forcing the fruit aside and increasing the straining feeling in her bowels. By the time he was in her to the hilt she was panting and struggling for breath, overwhelmed by the bloated sensation in her gut and up her vagina.
Yarath began to bugger her, with the fruit rolling and bumping in her rectum with each push. Aisla’s control went quickly, and as Sulitea came to stroke her hair, she panted and grunted her way through the sodomy. Her hands were locked hard on the table top at first, gripped tight in a futile attempt to control herself. Soon they slipped, first back to her buttocks to stretch them open, then beneath herself to find her clitoris and start on the climb to orgasm.
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