February 20th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
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February 19th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
That Orgasm-Inducing Fungus Aroma? Debunked.
You might have seen the many viral reports about a fungus in Hawaii that supposedly “has the reputation of being a potent female aphrodisiac when smelled.”
Yeah, that turns out to be bullshit. Sorry.
This detailed debunking was carried out by author Christie Wilcox, writing for Discover. She put a ton of legwork into tracking down the sole original fifteen-year-old source on which all the viral stories were based. That source turned out to be skeevy in a number of important ways, which she details. There’s even an erotic but completely bogus bit of Hawaiian folklore in there, which we know to be bogus because Wilcox checked it out with all the leading academic and cultural experts on Hawaiian folklore:
Finally, she found the source of the smell. Shining brightly with the early morning dew, there it was. The most beautiful plant she had ever seen. Not like the other plants, but instead, just a single stalk rising up from the forest floor. Orange and pink, with a fine skirt hanging down to the ground. And the smell, at once both repulsive and attractive, she had to smell more of it. With a racing heart she knelt down to get a better smell , but was suddenly overcome with feelings such as she had never had before. Wave after wave of incredible ecstasy, rolling over her like the warmest honey. Falling to the ground, she was once again with Kepa’a in her mind. Her lover.
Rushing back to the village, running like the wind, she could not wait to fall into his arms. She felt that she must have him. When she arrived at his house, she did not hesitate. Tearing her cloths off, she flung herself onto him urgently.
However, Wilcox was able to identify the specific mushroom alleged to have these wondrous erotic properties, and get an idea where it grew. So she went and found it. And sniffed it. Folks, this is journalistic heroism at its best:
I placed my hands in the soft mulch on either side of the fungus, and let the air out of my lungs. Then, I pushed my face next to its orange stalk and breathed in as deeply as I could.
My physiological reaction was immediate and strong. In less than a heartbeat I was on my feet, staggering backwards, gagging.
“Are you OK?” Jake asked, concerned, as he rushed to my side. The taste was in my mouth. It was in my throat. This disgusting, foul, rottenness–there are no words that adequately describe the vile stench. Tears formed in my eyes. I nearly vomited. Though I had read about how bad stinkhorns smell, I really wasn’t expecting something that… awful.
It was, hands down, the worst smell that’s ever violated my nostrils. I swear it was worse than the rotten “slimer” manatee carcass I helped dissect as an intern in a marine mammal forensics lab. Worse than the combination of algal toxins and dead fish that comprised the air off Casey Key during a massive red tide event. What did it smell like, exactly? I guess if I had to put a name to the odor, the closest I can come up with is semen, but this was not the healthy biological fluid fresh from a male donor–more like fermented, decomposing semen. Or diseased, fetid semen. Maybe what the semen from a zombie would smell like. Yes, that’s it–zombie spooge! That’s what it smelled like. If anyone’s semen smells like that mushroom, then they need to see a doctor, stat.
Of course, the true debunking isn’t in this one author’s potentially idiosyncratic reaction. It’s her detailed background research that makes the case. And I do love a good debunking!
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February 18th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
A Spot Of Gentle Fellatio
It is not unheard of for a woman to be “too careful” when giving a blowjob, treating dick like it’s way more fragile than it actually is. It almost looks like that’s what might be going on here:
Via Tumblr, no artist information available.
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February 17th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
Anti-Porn Activists Ignorant About Actual Porn
Have you ever noticed how bizarrely disconnected from reality most anti-porn proposals (whether cultural or legislative) seem to be? Here, in the context of the latest British anti-porn madness, is an explanation:
Plans to control overseas porn sites tend to work on the framework established by efforts to curb overseas gambling. Namely, they go for the financial service provider, the middle-man who takes the money from the user and gives it to the website they are joining. As anyone with even the most basic understanding of how online porn operates knows, this will be ineffective, because most sites are free. But the people organising the consultation do not seem to know this.
This level of ignorance is not unusual in anti-porn crusaders. I first came across the financial transaction approach when looking into a private members bill from Baroness Howe, which did largely what the government now intends to do (they were always going to approach the problem by stitching together various backbench bills into a Frankenstein’s monster). When I called Baroness Howe to ask about the bill, her staff were unable to explain it in even the broadest terms and in fact became quite irritated by my having asked. It eventually became clear that the bill had been written for her by a Christian family values group, seemingly in its entirety.
When I asked their resident policy expert what good it would do to target financial transactions when most sites were free, he repeatedly insisted to me that this was not the case and that the majority charge. It was quite amusing. This is a common theme among anti-porn campaigners, both among Christians and radical feminists: they are so disgusted by it they have no experience of it. They quite literally have no idea what they are talking about.
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February 16th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
Breaking Velma’s Snooping Habit
I’ve noticed an increasing volume of Scooby Doo porn in recent years, especially featuring Velma, who is iconic as an orange sweater-girl with a lot going on under her sweater.
Thus it is perhaps appropriate that this week’s feature at Sexually Broken is a Scooby Doo parody porn movie called The Mystery Of The Abandoned Warehouse:
Plot summary: Snoopy Velma goes in, gets caught, and finds herself in all kinds of hard-core trouble!
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February 16th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
Lusty Alien Space Pirates
The moral of this story, ladies, is “try not to get captured by alien space pirates”:
From the Dofantasy comic Space Pirates by Fernando.
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February 15th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
A Blowjob In The Automatic Carwash
I admit this never would have occurred to me. She’d have to work fast, or maybe she’s just that good:
Master got a car wash code days ago, but he’d been waiting to use it until I was with him because he wanted me to service him during.
Finally, Sunday we went out to pick up some pizza and stopped at the car wash. I was nervous about there being cameras, but hoping that the water and suds would hide me.
As soon as the wash came on Master opened his fly and took out his cock. I bent to work on it. He gave me a few spanks of encouragement, and then all too soon the wash was done and I straightened up and went back to looking perfectly innocent while re-applying my lipstick, both of us wearing shared secretive grins.
From A Slave To Master.
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