June 8th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
It turns out that there’s a guy named Steve who does a bit called “Steve, Don’t Eat It!” In which bit he samples various comestibles and near-comestibles for science, and shares the hilarious results with us. From Pickled Pork Rinds to prison wine, he seems pretty fearless.
And then one day he noticed something handy in the refrigerator:
One day I realized that a perfectly viable “Steve Don’t Eat It” candidate has been sitting right under my nose for months. Right in my very own refrigerator. And it came right out of my wife! No, I’m not talking about that giant cucumber, perv. I’m talking about breast milk.
That’s right. And not just a little drop off the odd finger, but a genuine slug of freshly-pumped wife juice. (I’ll go ahead and ignore the shiver I just got, and keep typing.)
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I must admit that my aversion to drinking breast milk is something of a double-standard. Let me try to put this as delicately as I can out of respect to my female readers… but some women have been known to willingly “ingest” a certain dubious “body fluid” made by men, during moments of “intimacy.” (These moments are known as “blow jobs.” These women are known as “awesome.”)
Nevertheless, I couldn’t bring myself to just do the whole shot at once, so I started out with a little girly sip.
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June 7th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
An alert reader sent me this link to a shoot in this month’s Italian Vogue magazine. It’s very arty, but the ladies have much better curves than you usually see in fashion magazine shoots:
Thanks, BB!
June 7th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
Sister Y was musing on that last post from Dr. Faustus, and said this:
It’s now extremely clear that sexually permissive societies are better for women. Only the very religious and your dad believe otherwise.
June 6th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
Here’s another bit of Milo Manara erotic art:
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June 5th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
Supposedly this swat is accidental:
But as we all know, Veronica had it coming.
Scan (with a little cropping and edge cleanup by me) comes from Chicago Spanking Review.
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June 2nd, 2011 -- by Bacchus
From Yes Means Yes:
I love to fuck, and I love to get fucked, with whom and how and when I and they want, and I’m not alone.
When we use fuck like it’s a bad thing we’re buying a connotation and a construction. It connotes unfairness and unpleasantness and aggression. We almost always mean that to do it is to defile the person or thing fucked; to harm it, devalue it; that the fucker is a ruiner and what is fucked is ruined. That the fucker is an agent doing an active thing, doing the fucking, subjecting the fucked thing to the fucking, and not itself fucked by the fucking. That the fuckee is getting fucked, is passive, is the object not just of the sentence but the act, is subjected to the fucking by the subject and is not itself (in the process of getting fucked) fucking the fucker.
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I need to decline to adopt that construction. I must. The only person I’m fucking lately is my spouse, my partner, my copilot in scary parenting adventures and my support no matter how crazy things get. I fuck her because she likes for me to fuck her, and I like to fuck her. I don’t want to harm or devalue her by fucking her and I damned sure don’t want her ruined.
Common sense… that’s oddly uncommon.
June 2nd, 2011 -- by Bacchus
I wasn’t planning to post any more Manara art right now, but then I saw this, and they do say turnabout is fair play. I don’t post enough stuff that shows dominant women, because I don’t see very much that seems authentic (in a narrow sense I just now made up where “authentic” means something like “she’s enjoying the situation on her own terms, rather than playing a role to cater to his fantasies”.) Bizarre though it may be to use a word like authentic in connection with made up scenes in art, this one struck me that way:
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