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June 26th, 2013 -- by Bacchus

The Great Reveal

You wouldn’t think skimpy panties like this could conceal much … and they don’t. But they are about to be concealing a great deal less:

pulling her skimpy panties down

From the 21st Sextury Network.

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June 25th, 2013 -- by Bacchus

Pandora Blake: Not Being Exploited

Pandora Blake, who has been turning a lot of heads recently in the spanking porn community with her “fairtrade, sex positive, performer-driven and gender egalitarian” (and 2013 Feminist Porn Awards nominated) Dreams Of Spanking site, has written a magnificent manifesto against the pernicious feminist ideology that deems all porn to be exploitative and denies the agency of the people who make and perform in it. This is just a bit of it:

Making porn empowers me, creatively expresses my true self, and connects me positively with my sexuality. To say “porn never empowers” is to dismiss and deny my lived experience. Porn empowers me. I’m not just talking about the sexy patriarchal power of being desirable to men. I’m talking about my own personal power: the power to choose what I do with each day. The power to run my own business. The power to make creative choices, to make political choices. Making porn has empowered me to develop my dominant side, to connect with new facets of my sexual self. It has given me confidence; satisfaction; skills; courage in my convictions; creative, sexual and political fulfilment. Making porn gives me freedom in multiple areas of my life, and choosing to continue making it is one of the ways I exercise that freedom.

In the age of the internet, anyone with a smartphone can shoot footage and sell it on clips4sale or AdultWork — and lots of performers do. So when a performer has a cute idea for a solo scene, shoots it at home on their phone, uploads it and starts receiving cheques in the mail, who exactly is exploiting them? The people sending them money? Do you feel exploited when you get paid for work you do?

In my work I am producer, director, writer, videographer, business owner. I am my own agent, webmistress and promoter. When I have the sexual experiences I want to have with my own lovers, and film it in my own home with my own camera, upload it with my own internet connection and receive money into my own bank account, who exactly is exploiting me?

But even if if I wasn’t running my own business, it would still be possible for me to work for porn productions that didn’t exploit me. Some do, others don’t. As in any other industry, part of a performer’s job is making choices about which clients and companies they want to work with.

What she said!

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June 23rd, 2013 -- by Bacchus

At A Roman Orgy

 
June 22nd, 2013 -- by Bacchus

Communication And Buttsex

I found this Cheer Up, Emo Kid webcomic floating around loose on the internet:

a failure of communication about butt sex

Whilst I was trying to track down the canonical source link, I kept finding more copies of it on various comic “fail” blogs or with “fail” captions. I am bemused by this. Certainly there has been a failure of communication in a narrow technical sense. But he’s learning several valuable lessons all at once and having an unexpected new experience, how can that be “fail”?

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June 21st, 2013 -- by Bacchus

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June 20th, 2013 -- by Bacchus

The Three Appetites

In an entertaining-sounding 1962 cookbook for would-be seducers, we find this wisdom about appetite:

What we are concerned with here is the delectable and subtle art of luring, tempting, enticing, leading someone into going to bed with you in the most delightful way possible. For if the seduction is planned artfully, it can whet your sexual appetite in the same way that a piquant hor d’oeuvre prepares your palate for the main course to come.

The urge to eat and the urge to procreate are basic, natural and deliciously intertwined … and certainly no other method of seduction is as healthful or nourishing. No matter what else may go wrong, at least you’ve had a good meal.

It may be worth nothing here the three sorts of appetite described by Dumas père in his Dictionary of Cuisine – as applicable to sexual hunger as to gastronomic.

  1. Appetite that comes from hunger. It makes no fuss over the food that satisfies it. If it is great enough, a piece of raw meat will appease it as easily as a roasted pheasant or a woodcock.
  2. Appetite aroused, hunger or no hunger, by a succulent dish appearing at the right moment, illustrating the proverb that hunger comes with eating.
  3. The type of appetite that is roused at the end of a meal when after normal hunger has been satisfied by the main courses, and the guest is truly ready to rise without regret, a delicious dish holds him to the table with a final tempting of his sensuality.

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June 18th, 2013 -- by Bacchus

Sex Toy Shopping In 300BC Alexandria

You apparently have to read between the lines just a little bit, but apparently there’s an ancient poem about ladies shopping for shoes that’s actually about shopping for dildos:

The most memorable account of an ancient shopping expedition is found in some comic verses by the third-century BC poet Herodas, who lived in Alexandria, by far the smartest city in the Western world at the time. In his poem a woman called Metro and a couple of her friends visit a shoe shop owned by one Kerdon (‘Mr Profiteer’). As soon as they arrive, slaves bring a bench for the ladies to sit on, while Kerdon tries to interest them in his wares with a pushy sales pitch that mixes extravagant claims for the styles, workmanship and glorious colours of the shoes, with what sounds like a well practised hard-luck story lamenting his life of unremitting toil and all the mouths he has to feed. Eventually every variety of shoe in the shop is brought out — Sikyonians, slippers, boots, Argive sandals, scarlets, flats — before the ladies start haggling about prices and thinking about the footwear they are going to need for an upcoming festival.

It does not take a reader long to spot that the same female character, Metro, features in the poem that comes immediately before the one about the shopping trip in Herodas’ collection; in it she admires a friend’s scarlet dildo and is told that it was made and sold by a man called Kerdon. Most critics have assumed, given the matching names, that the story of the shoe shop should be read as a sequel to the banter about dildoes, and all kinds of sexual double entendre have been unearthed in the encounter with the shopkeeper to suggest that these ladies were interested in something rather more risqué than shoes (Sikyonians, for example, were a sort of Greek footwear, but also a famous variety of cucumber and so a comic term for a phallus, and the ‘scarlets’ are a suspicious match for the scarlet dildo).

The poems themselves may be found in English translation here. I like this snippet from the first one:

It was Kerdo who made it. He works at his house and sells secretly – Every door is afraid of the tax-collectors! – But the things he makes, all of them, are worthy of Athena; you would believe you saw her hand, instead of Kerdo’s. He came here with two, Metro! When I saw them, my eyes nearly burst out with desire. The men certainly have no rams like those! – we are alone – that is sure! And this is not all: their smoothness – a dream; and the stitches – of down, not of thread! Hunt as you might, you could not find another cobbler so kindly disposed toward women.

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