Naked Hippies At Woodstock

Part of a photo that appeared in Life magazine, although I wasn’t able to track down the photographer’s name.
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September 13th, 2017 -- by Bacchus
Naked Hippies At Woodstock
Part of a photo that appeared in Life magazine, although I wasn’t able to track down the photographer’s name. Similar Sex Blogging: September 12th, 2017 -- by Bacchus
Scarlet Sade: The MussingWhen they first stretched Scarlet Sade over the big wooden “sex box” in the August 28 update at Sexually Broken, you can see that she’s quite game for whatever (and whomever) is to come. That’s before she’s mussed up: But the shot I like is from after. She’s rather mussed up — and no small amount of sticky — but if that smile doesn’t say “Is that all you got, boys?” I’m not reading it right. Broken, gentlemen? I don’t even think you bent her! Similar Sex Blogging: September 11th, 2017 -- by Bacchus
Well-Toweled Man-FleshWhen I first encountered one of these hunky illustrations it seemed impossible that they weren’t campy modern parodies of WWII advertising. But no, they turn out to be from genuine campy vintage wartime magazine advertisements for Cannon Towels. Click each illustration to see the entire advertisement in the six-part “True Towel Tales” series! Similar Sex Blogging: September 10th, 2017 -- by Bacchus
Lust: A Conscientious Objector
You just know what this evil demon bastard is thinking right now:
Art is from the cover of Les Forces Du Mal. Similar Sex Blogging: September 9th, 2017 -- by Bacchus
“Cuck” And RaceIn several previous posts here at ErosBlog, I’ve commented on the puzzling and sudden resurgence of cuckoldry in the American political imagination. What a long strange arc it has enjoyed! First, it was a driving fear in the era when male control over the sexual fidelity of women had greater consequence in the realms of heredity, property rights, money, and status; then it was a slowly-dwindling sexual fetish; and modernly, in its resurgence, it’s primarily a political insult suggesting unmanly weakness. Now comes Ta-Nehisi Coates with the suggestion that “cuck” as a political insult has a racial component to it:
I am not bold enough to challenge Coates on any matter having to do with race in America; he is a towering intellect whose facts — so far as I have ever been in a position to know — are solid. But this notion that “cuck” denotes a racialized cuckoldry is new to me, and I would very much like to know what Coates’ evidence for it is. But in truth, I can’t think of any way to just ask without becoming that terrible sea lion: If you told me that Coates had a file folder as thick as my wrist full of racialized “cuck” usages from Bannon and his alt-right trash fire cronies, I wouldn’t bat an eye, anyway. Just because I’ve never seen a thing doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. Even as I admit to a suspicion that Coates is double-counting offensivenesses here, I’ve got to wonder: have I just done too good a job of keeping alt-right nonsense out of my filter bubble? Similar Sex Blogging: September 6th, 2017 -- by Bacchus
Mistress Kitty’s PedagogyApparently, he’s stupid and he smells:
From a Private magazine, by photographer Trevor Watson. Similar Sex Blogging: September 5th, 2017 -- by Bacchus
Dirty FaxingPersonal computers leap-frogged the facsimile machine, which at some point became “good enough” for what they did and stopped being improved. You wanted better, you did it on a computer. But what if that had never happened? By now, maybe this is what fax machine spam would be looking like: From the cover of Fax-Similé, an Elvifrance pulp publication. Similar Sex Blogging: |