April 18th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
“Don’t go into the deep forest,” her parents told her. “There are terrible dark-skinned wild men living there, who do brutal and terrible things to pretty little blonde girls like you. Stay home, stay safe.” But she was a smart girl with an adventurous turn of mind, and she noticed something. The several craft-women of the village, the widows who lived by herbs and healing and clever potion-mixing? Those women, she noticed, would freely visit the deepest parts of the forest. How often did they return, these wisest women of her village, with smiles on their faces and strangely empty mushroom-collecting baskets in hand? This, she determined, was a mystery requiring direct investigation:
Art is by StrayPaint.
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April 16th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
I don’t know what the hell kind of failing nightclub this photo was shot in, but seriously, somebody should have offered Helena Locke some company. I mean, she seems resourceful enough when left to her own device, but should a stunning blonde like this have been left to get lonely and bored when she’s clearly horny and dressed for fun?
Photo is from Helena Locke’s Beautiful Round Ass, via Kink Unlimited.
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April 15th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
This pretty nude genie has escaped from her flask, and she’s not planning to get back into it any time soon. How many wishes do you have for her? She’s game to fulfill them all:
Photo is from Nouvelle Serie De Revue #64.
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April 14th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
I don’t know what he did to make that woman angry with him, but I know what he’s saying in a desperate pleading voice: “Ow, my balls! Please, not on my balls!”
Art is by Bill Ward, of course.
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April 13th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
It’s not clear that these two lovers are planning to do anything particularly outrageous, but apparently it’s interesting enough for at least six other people to gather around and watch them do it:
Artwork is from the cover of Casebook: The Sex Clubs – A New Phenomenon (FL-111 1972).
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April 12th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
In 1930s California, there was apparently a social ritual for unmarried young women. They would chastely and demurely line up for a public exhibition of their enthusiasm and skill at attacking and completing unfamiliar oral tasks. These nine young ladies are celebrating the ritual with, quite literally, gusto:
I’m a little worried about the one girl in the middle, though. She seems nice, but more hesitant than may be ideal for the task in question. With a little instruction, though, she’ll probably learn to do great things with those lips and that tongue:
Of course, it’s entirely possible that I have completely misunderstood the ritual. It was, after all, a very long time ago, when things were different. Via Kinky Delight.
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April 11th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
I came accross this big collection of 1990s tart cards from the phone boxes of London in an ephemera auction listing. “Tart cards” were lurid cheaply-printed leaflets that sex workers used to get phone calls from would-be customers. I didn’t buy them (the seller wanted more than twenty bucks apiece) but I thought the listing photos were worth preserving:
Be sure to click through for some much bigger versions with less cropping.
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