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May 9th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Show Us Your Climax-Face, Brittany!

The wag who posted this to Twitter said “You could have fooled me!” and I have to agree; it doesn’t look to me like Brittany is anywhere near climax:

Brittany is not climaxing in front of a wrecked Greyhound

In all fairness to Brittany, most likely a hard-working and superb local reporter, her stern and somewhat tired expression is likely appropriate to what looks like a wrecked bus scene near the town of Climax, Georgia. Sorry, Brittany. But is this another case of “your team hates you?”

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May 8th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Industrial Ama

I have posted several times in the past about the professional female bare-breasted ama divers of Japan, whose job it was to dive (usually for pearls or kelp). This artwork from a vintage Kitan Club magazine seems to invoke an industrial ama diver, not a notion I’ve encountered before but one which makes perfect sense:

ama diver industrial

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May 7th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Topless Gardener, Warrior For Civil Rights

A story reaching us from the Village Of Red Hook, New York tells of a topless woman watering her plants who has become a warrior for the equality of women:

A topless gardener says the cop who busted her for public lewdness is a boob.

Jenica Igoe, 30, says she didn’t do anything wrong while working in her own yard last summer without a shirt on, even if another woman driving down Igoe’s rural Hudson Valley road took offense and called cops.

Igoe, a restaurant cook, shed her shirt because it was so hot, she claims in a lawsuit she filed against authorities for violating her civil rights.

Cops who had fielded previous complaints about Igoe’s topless yard work simply advised her to cover her nipples, so she bought pasties.

She was wearing them when the priggish passerby snapped a picture of her watering her plants, according to the federal lawsuit.

Before long the prude patrol showed up in the form of Village of Red Hook Officer Travis Sterritt, who arrested Igoe.

“Like many people, including millions of men, she prefers to be topless in the summer heat while performing work outdoors,” Igoe claimed in court papers filed in White Plains federal court against Red Hook, where she lives, and Sterritt, over the August incident. She seeks unspecified damages.

A judge dismissed the charges against Igoe; it’s been legal in New York state for woman to be topless in public since 1992, when two female activists challenged the state’s public lewdness law in court.

The women, Ramona Santorelli and Mary Lou Schloss, were among nine ladies who ditched their tops at a picnic in a bid to get arrested so they could challenge the law. Their convictions were later tossed.

I wonder, though: do they make topless men wear pasties while doing yard work in the state of New York? What’s specially lewd about lady-nipples?

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May 6th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Airtight Tentacle Sex

So the business with Blunder Broad and the amorous octopus reminded me that it’s been quite awhile since we’ve had any proper airtight tentacle sex here on ErosBlog:

tentacles, bondage, tentacle sex

airtight tentacle rape

The artist is Hombre-Blanco, who has presences on both DeviantArt and Hentai Foundry.

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May 5th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Share Our Shit Saturday 15 #SoSS

Sometimes my most compelling motivation to put up a Share Our Shit Saturday post is the amazing stuff my friend Dr. Faustus publishes with such regularity, so this week I’m going to start with him:

  1. Faustus’s Rosetta Stone of a free mad science comic Bubbles is now available in Japanese and in Arabic. I doubt the Japanese will bat an eyelash, but if it doesn’t tweak the beards of some self-appointed guardians of Arab culture and morality somewhere, it will disappoint me. (Plus the first 20 pages of The Adventures of Ashley Madder — being the latest book in the long-running Tales of Gnosis College free comic book series — are now available for reading at this link.)
  2. Girl On The Net squirted for the first time, and just possibly may have added a tip to the sexual literature on how that can be accomplished, for folks who find it tricky or elusive.
  3. In Rain DeGrey’s latest advice column, she fields several questions about orgasms from a perspective of plenty — whether there can be too many, how to handle squirting anxiety, and what a fellow can do with his “tease and deny” fantasy when his wife enjoys the ability to orgasm easily and effortlessly.

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May 4th, 2018 -- by Bacchus

Touch Therapist, Unconventional

Everyone agrees: her methods are unconventional, but her results are good and her clients go away happy!

blonde femdom nurse with happy man strapped to table using her stethoscope on his genitals

From the cover of Lando #93.

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May 3rd, 2018 -- by Bacchus

“Presumably, The Wife Of Lord Torture”

You will perhaps need to have watched The Big Bang Theory last week to have an immediate chance at following my title joke for today’s post. Sheldon was challenged about his knowledge of Lady Gaga’s identity, and his dismissive response was “Presumably, the wife of Lord Gaga.” This will be on the test at the end of the post.

I often marvel at the failures of literacy and communication (not to mention sales acumen) that pass by on my local Facebook garage sale groups, out here in deep dark Red State Heck. For that matter, I often marvel at the items themselves that people imagine will be marketable. This past weekend I noticed a woman selling a used Epilady-branded spring epilator in a stained bag, attractively displayed on a dubious article of furniture with dark peeling veneer:

epilady depilator torturelady

What made me laugh was that she described the item as a “Lady epperly” despite the fact that the actual brand “Epilady” is spelled out on the bag in block letters half an inch tall for her to crib from. Which made me think at once “Wife of Lord Epperly, presumably.”

But the women I know who have tried an Epilady? They do not call it “Epilady”. They hate it, they fear it, they remember it with horror and dread. They recall their experiments with it with regret. And they call it “Torture Lady”. Wife, presumably, of Lord Torture. The only reason they would even think of buying this woman’s used ten-dollar “Lady epperly” would be so that they could burn it ceremonially at a fire under a full moon in a grove of trees at the equinox, in support of all women everywhere.

And that is how I amuse myself on local Facebook garage sale sites of a Saturday morning. Now you know.

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