May 7th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
Mother And Daughter Flashing For Beads
I found this on Tumblr under the heading “Mother and daughter at Mardi Gras.” It’s a different world when the parades start to rumble:
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May 5th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
Sorry I’m Late
“I’m sorry I got here late. I had to stop and help a couple of girls get over a fence.”
May 5th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
Glitter Puking On Your Cyberskin
So I just got done reading the latest hilarious rant from the latest sex-toy-reviewing blogger to publicly get fed up and acknowledge that EdenFantasys.com sucks. These rants are becoming a sort of sex-blogging literary sub-genre, with an astonishing degree of passion, detail, and variety. This one is Glitter Puke: Why I left EdenFantasys. Two paragraphs in particular caught my eye; the first involves how they handle a reviewer’s materials preferences:
Then, I started looking for toys to review. EFs review program, in theory, would work great, as your rank in the community (based on activity and other users’ ranking of your reviews) would determine what price range of toys you could request. I started to get irritated, however, when I noticed stuff made of fucking jelly rubber and cyberskin bullshit show up in my search results even after I had it blacklisted in my material preferences. What the fuck, EF? Do you think I just won’t notice? Given that the material and cleaning of the toy is an entire section of the review, what the everloving hell do you want me to say? “THIS IS GREAT EXCEPT YOU HAVE TO USE IT WITH A CONDOM OR IT’LL FUCK YOUR SHIT UP HERPADERP.”
And then there was this, which gave me a rare and genuine loud LOL:
Now, several people before me have made thoughtful, in-depth, highly pissed-off posts about the site and its unethical business practices, as well as how it treats its staff and contributors. Since they’ve taken care of that part for me, I’m going to dig into my other problem with these people: the fact that whoever started this place COULDN’T FUCKING SPELL. SERIOUSLY, IT’S BASIC FUCKING GRAMMAR. I-E-S, IS IT THAT GODDAMN HARD?
I swear, it’s given me physical pain every time I’ve had to type that URL. Preach it, sister!
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May 4th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
The Cyclist And Her Panties
I don’t know about you, but if I saw this on the street, it would certainly brighten my day:
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May 4th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
Shooting With Max Hardcore
Here at ErosBlog I’ve got a long tradition of linking to models who describe what it’s like to shoot porn for and with various (typically controversial) pornographers. I think it’s inherently interesting, because performing in porn is one of those activities the reality of which tends to be very different from people’s preconceived notions; and, I think it’s worthy, because knowing something about how your porn is made is the most effective prophylaxis against consuming unethical porn, as I first discussed in my 2005 post Evil Porn Werewolf Enslavers Debunked.
Other posts in this genre have included:
Shooting For Kink.com
The Ginger Went Up Her Butt
Loving Kink.com
Adele Haze Caned By Werewolves
Today’s entry in the series consists of this fascinating interview at Conflicted EXXistence with May Ling Su about her positive experience shooting with the infamous Max Hardcore (aka Prisoner #44902-112):
ML: What I’m super curious about in this interview is your work a few years ago with the now-infamous, now-incarcerated-for-distributing-“obscenity” Max Hardcore. You must have trusted him a lot, since you shot with him the same day you met him, at AVN. Can you tell us how that came about?
MLS: I’d seen some of Max Hardcore’s porn before I met him in person. My husband had some and I thought it was outrageous. Never seen anything like it. Watching it made me nervous, and honestly it turned me on. So when I saw him at AVN I recognized him and chatted him up. My husband was with me, so I was partly showing off in front of him. I just blurted out, “Are you looking for talent?” Max said he wasn’t sure, he’ll see if he can rustle up a crew. A few minutes later we were shooting an intro. Then we made arrangements to meet up after the expo to do the shoot at his hotel room.
ML: Max is notorious for his extreme on-screen antics and persona, but from what I’ve heard, he’s actually a very nice person when the cameras aren’t rolling. Can you tell me about what he’s like behind the scenes?
MLS: What I noticed immediately while we were talking at the expo was how well-mannered Max Hardcore was. He’s got this old-fashioned gentleman vibe that I liked. Then as we were going up to his hotel room I got the feeling he was testing me. He said things like, “Well, when you play with snakes, you have to expect to get bitten.” So I wondered if he was trying to talk me out of it.
Before our shoot, he showed me his website. He read the text on his website out loud, as if he himself was amused at how outrageous it was. It was all very funny to him, and I found if difficult to take it seriously.
We talked about his routine. Do I do anal? Can I throat fuck? What do I think of golden showers? I told him I was curious about golden showers, but I’ve never been on the receiving end of it. I also told him I wasn’t into any vomiting or using a speculum. And you know what, he kept to my limits. I respect that.
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ML: Tell me about your experience at the shoot. What happened? Was it fun?
MLS: Yes! I had a great time. Like I said earlier, he kept to my limits. I was vague about the golden showers. I told him I was curious but never tried it. But we didn’t pre-arrange whether we were going to do it or not. He surprised me. It was a great ride!
There’s quite a bit more, but it would be unfair to quote the whole thing; you can read the rest here.
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May 3rd, 2011 -- by Bacchus
Erotic Asphyxiation Goes Wrong, 1791
In volume three of Ashbee’s famous erotic bibliography, Catena Librorum Tacendorum, there exists reference to an account called “An Essay on the Art of Strangling, &c., Illustrated with several Anecdotes. With Memoirs of Susannah Hill, and a Summary of Her Trial at the Old-Bailey, on Friday, September 16, 1791, On the Charge of Hanging Francis Kotzwarra, At her Lodgings in Vine Street, on September 2.” I find the detailed excerpt from this account fascinating because, although I never imagined that the too-often deadly practice of erotic asphyxiation was uniquely modern, I equally never imagined that it would be so prevalent and so well understood 220 years ago that the law could take cognizance of it, to the extent of “dismissing” someone accused of murder for assisting in it:
That in the afternoon of 2d of September, between one and two o’clock, a man whom she had never seen before, and who was the deceased, came past the house where she lived — That he came into the house, the street door being open, and asked her if she would have anything to drink. That she replied, if she chose anything, it should be a little porter. The deceased said he should like some brandy and water; and gave her money to buy both porter and brandy-with two shillings for some ham and beef, which she accordingly bought.
Some time after this, they went into a back room, where several acts of the grossest indecency passed; in particular he pressed her to cut off the means of generation, and expressly wished to have it cut in two. But this she refused. He then said he should like to be hanged for five minutes; and while he gave her money to buy a cord, observed that hanging would excite his passions — that it would produce all he wanted. But as a cord large enough could not be immediately procured, she brought two small ones, and put them round his neck. He then tied himself up to the back parlour door, a place where he hung very low, and bending down his knees.
… [elision in Ashee’s quotation — Bacchus]
After hanging five minutes, she cut him down; he immediately fell to the ground: she thought he was in a fit, and called to an opposite neighbor for help.
The prisoner was dismissed.
If you need a “don’t try this at home” warning after reading that account, I’m afraid you’re too stupid to live in any case.
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May 2nd, 2011 -- by Bacchus
The Male Experience of Fellatio
I recently received a delightful email from an ErosBlog fan who included for my consideration some choice quotes from vintage sex writing. The bit below on the male experience of fellatio, he says, is from literary critic Edmund Wilson’s book The Twenties: From Notebooks and Diaries of the Period:
“The time before, the cool moisture of her lips when she has bent lower for fellatio, so delightful, so curiously different from the warm and mucilaginous moisture of ordinary intercourse — the incredible-feeling caress, gently up and down, until the delightful brimming swelling pleasure seems to make it flow really in waves which fill her darling woman’s mouth. In taking hold of my cock and balls, she had a gentleness, reluctance and timidity which, as well as the way she rubbed over the glans and below, gave the whole thing a delicious and as it were tantalizing, lightness, only satisfied, completed, by the fullness and the richness of the final flow.”
