June 12th, 2021 -- by Bacchus
Shutterbugs And Skinny-Dippers
It looks like the two lucky shutterbugs in this vintage comic postcard are having a better day of “birdwatching” than they had any right to expect:
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June 10th, 2021 -- by Bacchus
Mr. Billins, Bra Collector
He’s a hobbyist, and he wants what he wants. What he wants is her bra:
From the August 1959 issue of Gaze magazine.
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June 9th, 2021 -- by Bacchus
Satan, That Horny Old Goat
This pulpy lurid cover must have sold a lot of copies of The Eve Of Midsummer by Jack D. Shackleford; the Old Goat has got himself a sexy sacrifice and he seems determined not to waste her!
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June 8th, 2021 -- by Bacchus
A Porn Moment With Ebony Ayes
I’ve been writing the posts at Erosblog for almost twenty years now. That’s long enough for me to have become a different person, with different ideas. I’m no longer the same dude at all as that idiot who started the blog. One of the ways you change over time, if you’re a paying-attention sort of person who keeps your eyes open, is that you see stuff. And, maybe, you learn that the world isn’t as simple as you used to think. Stuff that once seemed obvious now seems hopelessly idealistic. The world we live in is not the world we want, and it’s dumb to pretend different.
For instance, I used to be one of those “color blind” guys. I actually do have color vision problems, but I’m not being literal here. I’m talking about my general aversion to using race (meaning skin color, in this sharply limited context) as an organizing principle for the porn I publish. I’ve posted lots of photos of beautiful women over the years. Some of them had dark skin. But I never posted a photo because the person in it was Black, or Latina, or Asian, or whatever. Indeed, I used to think it was racially pernicious to categorize people by their skin color for purposes of porn selection or marketing.
That got me in trouble. People who ran erotic websites devoted to women of color used to show up in my comments and berate me for it. They had a bunch of arguments, which I’ll leave to them, but it all boiled down to representation and inclusion. Eventually I came around to the understanding that, while it’s probably not something I’m ever gonna do, there’s nothing pernicious about it. It’s perfectly fine to make a website full of beautiful nude black girls.
I still sometimes have my issues with the way that porn dehumanizes people by reducing them to a keyword or hashtag, and then marketing that keyword as a fetish. Porn is objectifying, and I’ve made my peace with that; but I strive not to be any more objectifying than the enterprise demands. This tension lies behind some of my own fetish for naming and crediting. Thus I want you all to know that the first photo in this post is of Ebony Ayes, appearing in 1989’s New Cunts #56 magazine from Color Climax, in a pictorial titled Take All Of Me co-starring Peter North and Tony Montana.
Ebony made close to 200 movies and appeared in countless (as in, nobody counts them, but there are many) magazine shoots. The rest of the photos in this post come from her other work. She’s a stunning woman and during her career she was a hard-working porn superstar. I hope you’ve enjoyed our little visit with her!
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June 6th, 2021 -- by Bacchus
“All-Around Education Of Manly Boys”
I don’t care if it was literally 100 years ago, I would not recommend sending your child to the “Peddie” school. Should you instead maybe look into this Roger Swetland character? I mean, he’s basically fishing for boys whose parents are worried their sons aren’t manly enough…
I could not have made this up. It genuinely did appear on page 6 of RedBook Magazine in 1921.
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June 5th, 2021 -- by Bacchus
Your Russian Girlfriend Is Not Amused
Playing in the snow? She likes it. Topless on a sunny day? No problem. But showing her unfinished tummy tattoos to the entire world? You will pay later, Sasha. She will punish you.
I don’t actually have a source for this photo; it’s been making the rounds of various amateur-photo sites since at least 2011.
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June 3rd, 2021 -- by Bacchus
Goodbye, Mikandi
Today I noticed that Mikandi’s adult app store website is gone. It redirects to a Mikandi-branded cams site now. This is semi-recent news; there’s an archived version showing that the actual website was still up on April 27. All you people who paid for content locked inside Mikandi apps: I am sorry for your predictable loss.
I am sorry, yes. But I’m not surprised. I have an amusing little history with Mikandi. The story goes like this: six years ago I got an email in a promotional mode from one of the very nice Mikandi marketing people. At that time they had been getting a lot of good press about their independent adult app store for Android. My correspondent particularly wanted me to try out their then-new Mikandi Gold “buy an adult comic as an app” product.
Instead, I wrote them 2,400 words of free, unsolicited, and undesired (I have no doubt) business-consulting advice, in which I made two points. First, paying for content that’s locked inside an app is a fools’s game and a cursed business model, because what happens when the app provider goes out of business and turns off the app servers or the digital rights management software?
“Basically if I can’t load it into my Calibre library (as I do with ebooks), convert it to whatever device-specific format I’m using this week, and then side-load it onto my devices, I’m not going to shell out good money for it. I realize this makes me a crusty curmudgeon. Nonetheless I have all good wishes for your venture; I’m just not excited about this specific business model of shoving media into app-wrappers that need to phone home periodically.”
Good news: I was just warming up!
Mikandi also had an offensively-vague content policy for publishers, at a time when the pornocalypse had already been on my radar for a few years. Mikandi had a payment processor who wouldn’t process rape content, is my guess, but Mikandi didn’t have the courage or the intellectual willingness to tackle the difficult philosophical problem of what that actually means in the comics context. That struck me as rather a fatal flaw for a publisher in the manga space. Maybe it wasn’t their fault; perhaps they couldn’t get their payments processor to set clear guidelines. I dunno. But I do know the nonsensical and patronizing solution they came up with: “MiKandi does not accept any non-consensual material, actual or implied. Consent is sexy!”
I told them: publishers need a lot more precise rules, and if Mikandi couldn’t achieve the needed clarity with their payments processor, their product was not ready for market. Moreover:
“Consent issues are at the emotional heart of a lot of BDSM fantasy literature, including in adult comic books. Ambiguity about consent is part of that, whether the ambiguity arises from the limited information available to a third-party viewer (if the opening panel is a handcuffed character fucking, we just don’t have facts to answer the consent question) or whether it arises in the notional mind of the character. Are they undecided? Have they changed their mind since inviting the handcuffing, but not said anything? How do we know? How would we ever know? Since the mind we are interrogating doesn’t exist, what do these questions even mean? It seems to me that there’s a huge realm of adult “comics” literature that is just INCOMPATIBLE with your current ten-word policy on consent. It’s not because non-consensual themes are predominant, but simply because there’s no way to evaluate the work against the 10-word policy and reach any kind of sensible, predictable, or reproducible answer.”
My friends, Mikandi did not get back to me about my observations. Which is fair. “Unsolicited business consultant” is right up there with “surprise volunteer subway dentist” on the list of unpopular people in this world.
Nevertheless, here we are. Six years have passed. So, too, apparently, has Mikandi. I can’t find any web coverage about them closing their virtual doors. Maybe it was so predictable it wasn’t even a story. Is this a genuine ErosBlog adult-industry scoop? Gosh I hope not; doing journalism stuff always makes me cranky.
Could Mikandi have avoided its ignominious end (vanishing from the internet without anybody except one cranky blogger noticing) if they had heeded, instead of ignoring, my unsolicited business advice? I very much doubt it! I don’t claim that kind of power or percipience. No doubt, they got eaten by forces larger than all of us.
However, I did give them advice, and they did ignore it, and now they’re gone. Moral: when Bacchus speaks on matters of pleasure, foolish mortals should listen!
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