February 14th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Kiss Me, You Fool!
A romantic magazine illustration for Valentine’s Day:
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February 12th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Taking Down Her Panties
Maybe my standards for “art” are too low, but I’d classify this as another example of art photography discovered among the porn:
From The Training Of O.
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February 10th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
“In A Most Delicious Manner”
Two sentences from The Pearl, October 1879:
In accordance with our previously devised arrangements she was persuaded to
ride a St. George upon me, my cock was inserted in her still tender cunt, with great
care, and allowed slowly to get his position, but the excitement was too great for me,
with an exclamation of delight I shot a stream of sperm up into her very entrails, this
set her off, she began slowly to move upon me, her cunt gripping and throbbing upon
the shaft most deliciously, and we were soon running another delightful course; this
was too much for Frank, his cock was again as hard as iron, and eager to get in
somewhere, so kneeling up behind her he tried to insert his prick in her cunt
alongside of mine, but found it too difficult to achieve, then the charming wrinkled
orifice of her pink bottom-hole caught his attention, the tip of his affair was wet with
our spendings, and his vigorous shoves soon gained an entrance, as I was holding her
fast and she was too excited to resist anything, only giving a slight scream as she
found him slip inside of the part she thought was only made for another purpose. I
asked them to rest a few moments and enjoy the sensation of feeling where we were,
our pricks throbbing against each other in a most delicious manner, with only the
thin membrane of the anal canal between them; it made us spend immediately to the
great delight of Rosa, who at once urged us to go on.
February 9th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Censored Toon Mermaids And Harem Girls, 1939
From scans of an article discussing cartoon censorship in 1939, we learn that mermaid nipples and harem girl thighs-under-silk were verboten:
Thanks to Silent Porn Star for the link.
February 8th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Talking To The Cameras
So, what do you do when it snows in a modern CCTV surveillance state? You talk back to the people behind the cameras:
More details here.
February 7th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Internet Sex Writing (Or: “My White Hot Concrete Erection”)
Here at ErosBlog the “Thumper Principle” features among our editorial guidelines — when it comes to the artistic strivings of others, especially non-commercial others, “if you can’t say something nice, don’t say nuthin’ at all.”
This is usually easy to live up to; although snark is often fun, for the most part I prefer to link to good stuff, or to stay silent.
But, as is well known, internet sex writing sometimes transcends the mere “bad” — of which little need or ought be said — and assumes a special glory by express virtue of its enthusiastic divergence from the restrained norms of narrative fiction. In such cases, special exceptions to the Thumper Rule can, and indeed must, be made. (Although there’s no need to be unduly mean about it.)
Onward! The following excerpt comes from a much longer bit of spanking prose entitled Naked Spanking Breaks by “PrinceOfHearts”. I believe the traditional “beverage warning” should now be applied, for the protection of your keyboard and nasal passages:
She was locked into a perfect all-fours mounting posture, and it was the ideal moment to consider my own ejaculatory pleasure. I always like to tailor this final humiliation to the filly under the whip, and most often I would say to Jenny:
“Right then, girl. I think I’ve made my point. Time for a deep, thumping shag up the bottom.”
When I take ownership of a female, one of the most important things is to discover her deepest physical weakness so that I can enjoy ruthlessly and ingeniously exploiting it, reducing her to a quivering jelly of broken disgrace with minimum expenditure of effort.
Jenny’s little secret fulcrum of devastating shame was her sweet, tight little asshole. One of the most embarrassing things for her about having her knickers taken down was the thought that I could see and even touch this forbidden place. She could hardly endure having her bud tweaked, so private and sensitive was that little opening, and the painful indignity of having foreign objects pushed up it was too much for her to bear without crying out in shame.
Of course it was therefore with the greatest of dominant, masculine pleasure that I would celebrate the end of a particularly exciting punishment session by forcing my white hot, concrete erection up her back passage one excruciating inch at a time.
She would wet herself with mortified excitement at even the very mention of anal sex, so I took great delight in the look of deep terror in her wide and pretty eyes when I would grin and say:
“Right then, lets get this massive hard-on as far up your bottom as we can, shall we?”
Link via Spanking Blog.
February 6th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
