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November 2nd, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Anointing The Communicants

I have long been aware that in the early history of the Mormon church they were the target of an enormous amount of anti-Mormon propaganda, but it was not until I saw some of the text in the 1883 book from which the following illustration is taken that I was aware how much it was bound up with sexual panic and charges of licentiousness:

mormon anointing

The above fairly harmless drawing is captioned “Anointing Communicants In The Endowment House (Representing The Ceremony As Performed By The Mormons At Nauvoo)” but the accompanying prose is considerably over the top:

In the administration of the endowment ceremonies, males and females were compelled to subordinate any native modesty they might have. The women repaired to a chamber where their clothing was all removed; they then passed in nude condition to the anointing room, where a priestess received them; they were there baptized in a tub, and then anointed with olive oil until their flesh was as slick as a Guinea negro’s. Those who know of the secret practices of the priesthood declare that Smith and his colleagues had a peephole made in the side of this endowment room, through which they studied the physical attributes of female communicants, so as to inform themselves fully concerning the desirableness of new spiritual wives. This ceremonial proceeding led to beastiality with all naturalness…

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November 1st, 2018 -- by Bacchus

A Belt Massager Happy Ending

If you’re old enough to remember the days when those vibrating belt massagers at the health clubs were marketed in all seriousness as passive weight loss devices, you’re old enough to know better, too: everybody knows you can’t just stand there while the belt shakes your fat cells away. But people used to believe it, and it feels good, so why not?

It took pioneering female porn director Clair Dia to suss out what those belt massagers were truly good for. If they feel good with one passenger, why not try one out with two people on board? Two people who are, not to mince a point, fucking?

health spa sex on the vibrating belt massager

Shown riding the belt (and each other) are John Seeman (I’m sure that’s not a stage name) and Gail Clayton in The Health Spa (1978).

Update: A helpful reader went looking and found the entire movie at a tubesite, dropping the link in a comment that I did not pass through moderation. Thank you, helpful reader, but given the damage that the tubes have done to the porn industry, I have a firm policy of not giving them any free traffic. From viewing the movie, I did manage to learn that the scene above does not actually appear in it; this is not at all uncommon with production stills. In the movie as edited for release, the “fucking on the vibrating belt” scene is face-to-face, before she goes down to suck his dick:

vibrator belt sex

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October 31st, 2018 -- by Bacchus

A Furry Monster And His Halloween Guest

She’s thinking: “This Halloween party totally sucks!”

worried woman tied to a chair while vampire bats wheel in the sky and a furry yeti dude grumps in the foreground

From the cover of Naga #2.

 
October 31st, 2018 -- by Bacchus

To Summon The Dark One

A materialist like myself would suspect that whatever is going on in this ceremony, it’s likely to be a waste of tasty lamb and tasty virgins. But hey, Happy Halloween!

virgin sacrifice to summon the dark lord

From the cover of Isabella #135.

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October 30th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

His Lovely And Talented Assistant

Courage and trust. In her line of work, these are enormous assets:

knife thrower's assistant

Artwork is by Sergio Martinez.

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October 29th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Drunk And Canoodling With Satan

Now, see, normally when I see a thing like this, I would just assume that one of the bacchantes had gotten outside a little bit too much wine and was putting the moves on a stone statue of one of my satyrs or fauns. It happens; my boys are a horny bunch and they wear it on their heads like so much advertising. Usually there’s no harm done, especially after a couple thousand years of post-pagan censorship in statuarial styling about the genitals:

drunk woman with horny statue

However, in this case the artwork comes from the cover of a lurid pulp (Belfagor #3) that proclaims a cover story about the caresses of Satan, so I suppose this statue isn’t of one of my boys at all. His handsome visage and head-hardware is definitely copied from my boys, though!

The big difference is, getting drunk and playing with one of my hairy-hoofy guys might be a life-altering experience, but no mortal woman has ever regretted it. That infamous dark angel of rebellion? About him, I cannot say the same.

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October 28th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Topless Women Sumo Wrestlers

If you like your topless women strong and fierce, this topless sumo wrestling illustration via Kinky Delight may be just your thing:

bare breasted sumo wrestling ladies from Kitan Club illustration

A quick bit of web research suggests that despite a general Japanese misogynistic horror of women being involved in the formal sport of sumo wrestling, there’s long been a sort of underground and somewhat scandalous tradition of female sumo (or onnazumo), sometimes performed as brothel spectacle.

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