January 19th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
Careful Cunnilingus
This cautious bit of lesbian pussy licking is from the January 1982 issue of Adult Cinema Review:
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January 18th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
Lesbian Tickle Party
Feathers! Big pretty strong feathers… There’s no tickle party like a lesbian tickle party, and a little bit of bondage only makes it more fun. From Kinky Delight:
The artwork is by Tom Sargent, and if I’m not mistaken, it probably graced an edition of that Victorian erotica classic, The Way Of A Man With A Maid.
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January 17th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
Avoiding That “Fate Worse Than Death”
It’s almost impossible to find a men’s magazine cartoon from the mid-20th century that doesn’t openly revel in the unabashed rape culture on display in the male-only spaces of the day. This one from the February 1964 HQ magazine is no exception:
My amusement at the cartoon stems from the skeptical look on the delicious babe, as she considers the dude’s self-serving “argument” against taking that fatal plunge.
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January 16th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
Grass Skirt Showgirl
It doesn’t take much imagination to understand why showgirls and burlesque dancers adopted grass skirts from whatever Pacific culture perfected them. The foliage hides much, but suggests more:
This lady is Joyce Linton.
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January 15th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
Watch Me Arouse You
I’ve been thinking recently about the shifting erotics of the sex show. There was a time when a woman deliberately making a provocative show of skin was a pretty big deal, sexually. There was a lot of power in it. Whether totally in private together, in a secluded public space, in a peep booth, on a stripper pole, or in front of a porn camera, the deliberate exposure of tits or pussy was an attention grabber. The intended audience would watch that, and be aroused by it. This kind of display was a sexual act, in itself; a tease was not necessarily a prelude.
I’m not saying that’s stopped being true. As long as men like to ogle, the power of a deliberately-sexual nudity display won’t ever go completely away. But I do wonder if it hasn’t diminished over the course of my lifetime.
The rise of ubiquitous, easily-accessed porn — which I celebrate as a good thing — may be related to this. When you can summon an endless parade of privates to a small screen near your face, is it likely that a live sex show will demand your attention with the same visceral force as it used to?
What’s more, I feel as if porn itself has changed. There’s no generalization I could make about porn that you couldn’t shoot down with dozens of contrary examples, but indulge me. There was a time when the “reveal” was a major part of a porn shoot. Porn stars were often clothed — if scantily — when a scene would start, and the camera would linger on the process by which the clothes were inevitably shed. Often this was an integral part of the show! It seems to me that in 2020, if we see clothing at all, it vanishes quickly via a fast cut to the sexual action, where the star is no longer just showing, but also doing (and being done).
Strippers — who at first glance seem to make their entire livelihood from the value of an erotic display — may offer us another example. If there ever was a time when a stripper made her primary living from tips for her stage-and-pole work, it’s ancient history now. The erotic display on the stage and pole is nowadays, I hear, mostly a loss-leader, a bit of flash to attract attention. The goal is to sell more hands-on sex work products: lap dances, whatever happens in the Champagne Room, and straight-up escorting.
There’s only one sexual context I can think of where a show of flesh is still a primary part of the sexual program. It’s true that cams performers (like the ones at Sex.cam) entertain in many ways, but it’s the last context I can think of where a woman making a sexual spectacle of herself is the most important component of her erotic power.
I should conclude by saying I don’t think any of this is a problem. I’m not hearkening back to a golden age of porn or sex or stripping or marital-bed lingerie reveals. I’m not saying it was better in ye olden days. I just think it’s worth remarking on. There was a power in sexual display forty (or more) years ago that has diminished today — and that makes the erotic landscape very different.
Image credit: The artwork in this post is by Argentine artist Horacio Altuna.
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January 13th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
How To Beat A Ticket
I don’t imagine any system is foolproof, but the notion behind beating tickets with blowjobs is that your odds of the cop throwing away your ticket go up considerably if you can get him to take his pants down:
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January 11th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
Virtual Reality Teledildonics Bliss
We can tell that this happy woman’s virtual reality headset and teledildonics belt apparatus are some cutting-edge 1990s technology. How? Because the Wi-Fi antenna sticking out of her VR rig is almost two feet long!
This is drawn by the legendary bondage artist Coco. Which makes me wonder: are we to presume that her hands are tied behind her back? It’s hard to believe she would truly need to be kept from prematurely ending such an ecstatic VR sex experience…
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