Everybody Loves Carnie Girls
Snake handlers at the carnival. Carnie girls have a reputation, sure, but they seem like fun?

Photo is by F. W. Glasier.
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August 22nd, 2020 -- by Bacchus
Everybody Loves Carnie GirlsSnake handlers at the carnival. Carnie girls have a reputation, sure, but they seem like fun?
Photo is by F. W. Glasier. Similar Sex Blogging: August 21st, 2020 -- by Bacchus
An Assortment Of Blowjob Machines
The fantasy of a fully-automated blowjob machine has inspired the technical imaginations of horny dudes since (I would imagine) the invention of the first automaton, sometime thousands of years ago in deep antiquity, perhaps in China or Greece.
Contrivances as simple as a hole in a warm melon have sometimes been applied to the task; likewise, complex creations of well-crafted leather, rubber, plastic, and diverse fabrics. Suction, vacuum, and vibration were added gradually, as the mechanical arts advanced.
A true blowjob machine is like automated intelligence (AI) itself — the definition tends to shift as existing technology gets better and better. But we live in an age of miracles, and many of today’s best contenders for the title of “blowjob machine” are very good indeed!
This is not, however, a post to talk about practical and existing blowjob machines. There are whole sites for that, covering every spectrum of the rainbow of male masturbation devices. You can get a good notion of the current state of the blowjob machine art at, for example, BestBlowjobMachines.com. But you know me, I have “cutting edge” interests. I like to push the envelope. I am as interested in ancient blowjob contrivances, impractical sucking devices, and science-fictional futuristic mechanical-blowjob conceptual designs as I am in today’s art of the mechanically possible. And to satisfy my jones for whimsical devices that aren’t actual products yet, I perforce must turn to porn. Luckily for me, there’s plenty of erotic art that explores this space!
The photo above may represent, I am forced to concede, a step too far into the uncanny valley. That blowjob robot face looks a little too much like a garbage disposal for my taste. There’s room for a second pass through the design room, with an eye toward concealing all those dick-manipulators behind a more appealing plastic face. But on the other hand, I know dudes. If it feels good, there’s an awful lot of us who just won’t look!
Which is not to say that an attractive face on your fellatio-optimized sexbot is at all a bad thing. I think most of my fellow horndogs would at least prefer it. Sturdy ears and/or pony tails for grabbing onto? Desirable, but not necessary. Likewise… arms? Leaving them out of the design is a bold choice, but arguably they just get in the way. I cannot explain, though, why this fellatio-optimized gynoid has an old-fashioned hand crank where her arms used to be. I assume she’s adjustable, but… perhaps a keypad next time, fellows?
Similar Sex Blogging: August 20th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
She Enjoyed Her “Fate Worse Than Death”The phrase “a fate worse than death” seems to have enjoyed a sort of curious semantic shift on its way to quaint historical irrelevancy. At one time — in melodramatic fiction at least — it was a euphemism for rape, specifically. But melodrama has a logic all its own, and one doesn’t have to scratch Victorian fiction very hard to find instances of the term referring to sex in general, or perhaps only to a young woman’s first sexual experience. All this at a time when the fashion — for polite ladies of fiction anyway — was to acknowledge no hint of pleasure in association with one’s “family duties”. Over time, the usage seems to have become more generally ironic, acknowledging its inherent melodrama. I hereby nominate this cartoon from 1959 as the apotheosis of the ironic usage:
Since 1959, of course, the phrase has pretty much fallen into a pretty complete disuse. Which is fine with me. It’s just another part of the sex-negative cultural background noise that this blog was founded to oppose. Cartoon is from the November 1959 issue of Adam. Similar Sex Blogging: August 18th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
Pornocalypse Comes For VR Porn On Oculus HeadsetsToday’s headline at The Virge focuses on the way that Oculus, the Facebook-owned leading manufacturer of virtual reality (VR) headsets, is forcing its users into the Facebook social media ecosystem, and appears perfectly willing to soft-brick its own hardware to punish the reluctant or unwilling:
Yes, that’s a clear violation of our nation’s anti-trust laws. No, anti-trust enforcement isn’t really a thing these days, which is how they can get away with it. Moving on. Antitrust in tech is a fascinating subject, but it’s not the ErosBlog beat. Pornocalypse? Now, that’s our beat. From the article:
Emphasis added by me: “Oculus will also adopt Facebook’s core community standards.” Boom. Headshot. That’s the ballgame. #Pornocalypse comes for Oculus. It’s right there in the Facebook community standards:
The very first time I ever mentioned virtual reality porn on this blog was in 2016, when I quoted Mark Mann at The Walrus for the proposition that VR porn was a compelling use of virtual reality:
In a nutshell, that’s why porn has been a big driver of headset sales from the beginning. Porn is always a driver of new and expensive technologies, especially if you’re marketing the fancy new gadgets (and you always are) to well-off young tech-savvy men. And that’s why it’s always been a truism in tech that, if your system doesn’t have porn on it, your system is broken. In my 2013 The Pornocalypse Comes For Us All post, I quoted some 2008 words by Ethan Zuckerman that he attributed to his late-1990s experiences at Tripod, an early web hosting and prototypical social media company in what was called the “portal” space:
Porn has really worked well for Oculus/Facebook. The headset company had its origins in a successful 2012 Kickstarter, got bought by Facebook in 2014, and released its first consumer product in 2016. Thus, Facebook has been in complete control, throughout the product’s rise to prominence in the world of VR porn. You might reasonably ask “What prominence?” So, let’s do a little experiment to assess that. Type “VR Porn” into your browser. As I write this, the first result is, no shock, a site called VRPorn.com. (They have, more than once, been ErosBlog advertisers.) One click (on “How to watch VR Porn”) takes you to their hardware page. Oculus products make up three of their ten supported platforms:
It’s the same old weary pornocalypse story. Tech companies (even ones like Facebook, which has #pornocalypse backed into its very bones) cheerfully allow porn during the initial stages of a new technology or social media project. Then, once the product reaches a certain stage of maturity, they decide it’s time to “go respectable” and push all the porn off the platform. Dance with the ones what brung ya? Hell no! We don’t even know those dirty perverts! #Pornocalypse comes for us all. Today (with delayed/deferred rolling implementation stretching to 2023) it came for all the people who dropped large coin for an Oculus headset in the expectation of watching porn on it. Facebook says to you: “Sorry, suckers!” Similar Sex Blogging:
August 15th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
Robot Reproduction ExperimentShe volunteered? She actually doesn’t seem very keen to participate in the robot reproduction experiment: Cartoon is from the 1956 Cabaret Yearbook. Similar Sex Blogging: August 13th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
Mostly Naked FlapperThe rich are not like you or me, and I’m told that loving one can sometimes prove to be a disappointment. But in or out of their clothes, they usually offer good value as spectacle. This naked flapper-era chick is no exception: Similar Sex Blogging: August 11th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
Both Hands On Her HeadI won’t kinkshame anybody, so if she likes having both of your hands on her head with a death grip, great! But you might check. Because I’ve seen more than one complaint about men who do this, in the many years I’ve been reading the sex blogs:
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