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The Sex Blog Of Record
August 3rd, 2003 -- by Bacchus
The only redeeming feature of the utterly lamentable Comedy Central television show “The Man Show” is that every episode concludes with a segment featuring well endowed young ladies (invariably clad in cute undies, cuter miniscule summer dresses, or the cutest costumes) on trampolines in the LA sunshine. It’s every bit as much fun as kittens, and requires no better excuse:
August 2nd, 2003 -- by Bacchus
This paragraph from an essay over on Pornblography (the essay topic being the vital question “are the male performers in double anal penetration movies gay?”) made me laugh a lot:
Not two minutes later I had failed male porn star Dick Tracy asking me why I didn’t hire him. I told him it had nothing to do with the fact that he made gay porn and everything to do with the fact he couldn’t keep wood. I reminded him that I once watched him furiously masturbate for nearly an hour straight, sweat pouring down over his obvious hair plugs, face beet red, before emitting a girlish squeak and two drops of milk of magnesium from the head of his cock that could easily have been mistaken for spit. Oddly enough he, too, seemed deeply insulted by my observations and honesty, and openly contemplated giving me the ass whooping I so desperately crave. Ultimately he laughed, shook his head and walked away, while I proceeded to get drunk and use dumb pickup lines on women who, prior to my insinuations, used to think I was funny and clever.
August 2nd, 2003 -- by Bacchus
Ever wonder how to tie one of those Japanese rope bondage harnesses? The kind that don’t actually restrain anything but which you can put on your lady using really rough scratchy rope and make her wear to work under her fancy tailored suits? With strategically placed knots in tight places that will make her eager to get home again so she can ask you (ever so nicely) to take the ropes off and play with her? Well, here’s a handy illustrated guide:
Have fun, boy scouts!
2010 Update: Thanks to the Erospainter blog, I found a much higher quality version of this infographic, allowing me to upgrade both the image for this post and the click-through version.
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August 1st, 2003 -- by Bacchus
A while back I linked to a fun essay on blowjobs in the Village Voice, which talked about the way dominance and submission add to the heat of the cocksucking experience for both parties. There was briefly on Yes Portal a response taking serious issue, too serious I might argue, with that view of the blowjob. What’s most interesting about the response, however, is this characterization of Andrea Dworkin’s writings on blowjobs:
In her book Mercy, she [Dworkin] described a blow-job as “stretching muscles that can’t be stretched” and warned women curious about the act, that “the pain will push you down to hell, near death, to coma, to the screamless scream, an agony, no voice, a ripped muscle, shreds swimming in blood in your throat.”
Isn’t that the saddest thing you ever saw? I’m thinking maybe Dworkin was doing it wrong.
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August 1st, 2003 -- by Bacchus
Kissing School! No, really. From an article in the Seattle Times:
A self-described “luscious” kisser, Byrd came up with the kissing-school idea while dating a man, 57, who, in her opinion, “didn’t know how to kiss.” She taught him and found her calling.
Her theory is that technique itself doesn’t carry the kiss it’s the energy transmitted, the emotion behind it that informs the kiss. Technique may translate the intention skillfully or not, but that’s more a matter of finesse, Byrd believes, and perhaps even more the quality of presence within the act.
The whole things sounds rather fun, and who wouldn’t benefit from this?
August 1st, 2003 -- by Bacchus
There’s a fun new sex blog on the block – Twiddly Bits, being “The Ramblings of a Very Horny Woman.” She and her husband like to play:
So, in accordance with our plan, when it was time for us all to retire for the evening, I asked A, “You have a choice. Whatever you decide is fine with us; we won’t be offended either way. We have a Queen-sized air mattress which you can sleep on out here or, you’re welcome to share our bed with us.” She chose to share our bed! Yay!
We all got cleaned up for bed (ie. brushing teeth, etc.) and A & I snuggled up on either side of P under the covers. We chatted a bit and after a while I reached for P’s cock. Well, surprise! A’s hand was already there! No wonder he seemed a little “out of” the conversation! LOL Things proceeded from there – it’s been a while so the details are fuzzy – but I remember sucking on A’s ample bosom and playing with her sensitive nipples and then she slid over to take P’s cock in her mouth. P twisted around to tongue my pussy, so I figured what the hell? and dove into her muff.
Hers is completely different from mine. Her labia are much smaller than mine and, while she also has a piercing, she’s built such that a vertical piercing works better for her. Her pussy was very sweet, not musky at all, and quite wet already. *yum*
July 31st, 2003 -- by Bacchus
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