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ErosBlog posts containing "rule 34"
April 17th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
For as long as I have been a sex blogger, lists of sexual fetishes (in varying degrees of obscurity) have been crossing my radar. Sometimes these were compiled by other bloggers for fun, sometimes they were articles in online publications looking to entertain readers with novelty sex trivia. For some reason I’ve never figured out, the fetish lists often resort to complex portmanteau words chimera-stitched together from roots in Greek or Latin (or even Greek and Latin at the same time). Thus they’ll list something like “knismolagia”, instead of just saying “tickling fetish”. If you look it up in a really good dictionary, you’ll likely see a legend like this: “Mainly encountered in word lists rather than actual use.” You don’t say!
I have more interest in the thousands of small fetishes described by carefully-worked-out tag systems that attempt to catalog millions of hentai/manga erotic artworks. These systems serve as enormous catalogs of micro-fetishes. Rule 34 provides that if a thing exists, there is porn of it — and the marvelous truth is that a tag/name exists for every obscure fetish you can imagine, and for untold thousands more that you never could have dreamed up in a month of feverish wanking. I’m serious. Did you know that “ear insertion” is a thing? I don’t know the fancy Greek portmanteau word for it, but if you’re a catgirl, it’s a risk:
Every highly-online person has been aware for decades that tentacle sex is a surprisingly-frequent preoccupation in Japanese erotic animation. And those sticky probing tentacles, man, they go everywhere. There are a lot of them, too! They almost always wind up in an airtight gang-bang situation, with tentacles jammed everywhere you might imagine a tentacle getting jammed. But this is the internet. No fetish is too micro. If you want “anal tentacles” and nothing but anal tentacles, the internet will provide. Find me a polysyllabic Latin word for that!
It takes no particular imagination to have a fetish for tattoos and body art. Hell, back when porn magazines were still printed profusely, there were entire thick glossy titles devoted to nothing but sexy tattoos and body modifications. It’s when things get exquisitely particular that the internet comes to the rescue. There’s porn (there’s always porn!) for people whose narrow fetish is “pussy tattoos” — just pussy tattoos, no ink anywhere else:
I could go on all day. Cataloging the infinite varieties of human arousal is one of my favorite things to do. But I’m going to end the game (for now) with a nice plump juicy “cameltoe” image:
I defy you to find a word in a classical language for that!
March 30th, 2020 -- by Bacchus
It’s not easy to find a porn upside to a global pandemic, but I am here at ErosBlog to do this heavy lifting for you.
The first item on my list of positives is that everybody stuck at home has a lot more time for looking at porn and doing what comes naturally. If you’re lucky enough to have privacy, you’ll be doing a lot more surfing of your porn lists like Reach Porn. It’s fine, though, because hey! You’ll be washing your hands soon anyway…
The very next item on my upside list is that fetishes always breed in difficult times. This is natural. Nobody fully understand what makes fetishes gel in your sexual psyche, but one common model is that when normal human arousal and unusual stimuli coincide, those unusual stimuli tend to become associated with the arousal. I’ve mentioned before my friend who came away from a long and humiliating hospital stay where he couldn’t manage his own business, with a permanent fetish for nurses and pee. I knew another guy who dated his leg fetish to his childhood, when his aunt routinely made him — a short kid whose eyes were at the right level — help her adjust the seams of her stockings for straightness and parallelism.
So now we find ourselves social distancing, and a lot of people are wearing masks. It’s a stressful time. But people will nonetheless experience sexual arousal — it never stops. The consequence is inevitable — one hell of a lot of people are going to come out of this with a mask fetish.
In Asia, the source of kinky porn and, sometimes, zoonotic viruses, they are way ahead of us on the mask wearing. It only stands to reason that Japanese porn is a few years ahead of us in generating surgical mask porn, too. I checked in the usual places and sure enough, my intuition was not disappointed. Rule 34 lives; the thing exists, and there is definitely porn of it!
That said, I’ll confess I didn’t expect to find numerous pictures of masked women giving blowjobs. This would seem to violate basic principles of physical and social distancing. Shack up with a plague buddy if you must, but if you still need the mask, maybe also keep dicks out of your mouth?
There is a certain logic to it, though. I mean, no; we should be staying entirely away from people who could infect us, not sucking their cocks. But sometimes the demands of a lover cannot be denied:
O come, and take from me
The pain of being deprived of thee!
Thomas Campion wrote that urgent couplet more than 400 years ago. All signs indicate that Campion was gay as a three-dollar bill, so he may have known something extra about dicks, and the urgent need for the sucking of them.
And that’s where the logic of the mask-wearing cocksucker finally comes to the fore. Sometimes, stuff’s gonna happen no matter what. It may not be smart, but that changes nothing. In such a case, well, one still hopes to avoid getting droplets in one’s respiratory system, and a mask can maybe help with that.
Stay home, wash your hands, and stay safe!
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September 20th, 2019 -- by Bacchus
Much has been written about the numerical imbalance between men who want to be dominated by women, and the women who are inclined to do it. I am agnostic on the question; I’ve seen many conflicting explanations for why such an imbalance exists. But that there is such an imbalance seems to be a matter of consensus.
The resulting frustration this causes the men who have a serious femdom fetish works itself out in all kinds of interesting ways. Most famously, it supports an entire category of lucrative sex work. The women who do this kind of sex work have so much social and cultural mindshare that the term “dominatrix” is in danger of losing its functional meaning (a woman who is, perhaps aggressively, sexually dominant toward men) and increasingly is coming to refer strictly to this specialized type of sex workers.
The frustration of would-be submissive men also supports specialized dating sites. “Meet a dominatrix” type sites flourish. And anywhere that explicit personals have ever been found, this subset of men-seeking-women ads were always a noisily-thriving category.
Remember, too, Rule 34 of the internet: if a thing exists, there is porn of it. Dominatrix porn has always been a flourishing category — so much so that it’s created the “severe black leather and a sneer” stereotype. Real dominatrixes (only pedants with a classical education call them “dominatrices”) adopt a wide variety of costumes and demeanors, whether they are dominating for money or for their own love of that sort of games. I’m not saying that revealing black leather isn’t a popular choice, but it’s hardly exclusive! And as for sneering, well, it happens. But– dudes, you know? Some sneering’s gonna happen, it’s inevitable. Nevertheless I’m sure — if only because I’ve read a lot of dominatrix social media over the years — that there’s lots and lots of loving and unsneerful dominatrixing going on out there.
Be that as it may, it’s the dominatrix porn that’s my main interest in this area. I’m not wired to be particularly interested in female domination as an activity that involves me or my precious tender bits, but I have a downright catholic interest in porn. Erotic artists (more often men than women) have been astonishingly prolific in their pornographic depictions of dominatrixes. I have to suspect this is in part because many artists are originally seduced into making erotic art in order to better engage with the material of their own unrealized fantasies. So, circling back to the original premise of this post: there are a lot of guys with unrealized dominatrix fantasies out there. And, thus, a ton of erotic femdom art.
The dominatrix art in this post? It comes from a German erotic graphic novel called S And M Opera.
March 27th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
I have been saving the following Milo Manara artwork for a special occasion. The art originally graced the cover of a CD-ROM published around the turn of the century, and has been “cleaned up” to remove some of the commercial markings from the CD-ROM cover. “Turn of the century” is a rough guess, judging by the fact that the software supported by the CD-ROM included Windows 98 (released in 1998) but not Windows XP, which was released in 2001. In the artwork, we see a couple of lovely naked ladies in Manara’s trademark style, playing with each other via a HUGE (by modern standards) webcam:
You may be wondering: what’s the special occasion I’ve been saving the artwork for? In truth, I didn’t know myself. It turned out to be a request I received from Mistress World. They asked me to turn my skills at researching and porn art curation to the topic of camgirls, cams, camming, and especially fetish cams, which are their special thing and particular forte.
Obviously this is a bit of a challenge, since networked computers and webcams themselves date to precisely 1993, and the earliest webcam had a subject no more exciting than a coffeepot at the University of Cambridge:
History does not record the occasion of the first sexy camshow or the first kinky camgirl, but clearly seven years was plenty of time for the phenomenon to engage the popular imagination, if someone was willing to pay an artist of Manara’s stature to prepare what they would have called a “multimedia presentation” about sexy camgirls by 2000 (or so).
The 90s are remembered, in fact, for so-called “life-casters” — voyeuristic performers who kept webcams running on their lives, in the course of which they were sometimes nude and indeed sometimes had sex on camera. The first and most famous of these lifecasters was Jenni, who ran JenniCam from her college dorm. Later there were also AnaCam, DaniCam, and AtomCam, all before the turn of the century. But, especially at first, their always-on or most-always-on shows were only sporadically sexy, they were one-way shows with limited or no audience feedback, and they weren’t anything like the paid-erotic entertainment webcam shows we know today:
There’s some historical dispute about which of the lifecasters first discovered that they could set up paid memberships and extra-sexy private “pay-per-minute” shows to spin webcam gold, but it seems to have happened around 1998. By 2000 or so, certainly, it was definitely becoming big business!
Inject that kind of supercharged sexy spice into the popular culture and give Rule 34 almost twenty years to work its magic, and there should be a ton of secondary porn about camgirls out there, including the subgenre I went looking for, which was art (especially fan art) about camgirls and fetish camshows. I was expecting to find a metric buttload of it! In that I was disappointed; there’s less of it out there than I thought I would find. But I am who I am; my porn search skills are not easily thwarted. I did indeed find several nice pieces of fetish camgirl art.
The first of these is titled simply Camgirl, by artist Reptileye:
The next is a spanking extravaganza called “Put on a show!” by artist Mcrocks:
And finally, a bit of orgasmic pillowbiting for a camming audience called Inumimi CamGirl, by artist VeryMediocre:
If you know of any more camming and camgirl-themed art, please feel free to link it in the comments. In particular I expected to find fan-art tributes to particular camgirls, and in fact that didn’t turn up hardly at all in my searches. I won’t be at all surprised to find out that I missed some whole art community that one of you learned commenters can link me to.
March 13th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
The theory that every fetish out there is prefigured by a panel in an Archie comic is, I just realized, a variant of Rule 34: if a fetish exists, there is probably an Archie panel featuring it. Today’s evidence is a panel featuring a femdom giantess complete with a whip, and what makes this “special” is that the whip makes no sense in context of the story and doesn’t otherwise appear.
The panel itself is from an Archie Andrews story in Pep Comics #50 from 1944.
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May 2nd, 2016 -- by Bacchus
Apparently they do things differently in Hong Kong:
Rule 34: It is real. And I can prove it!
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October 11th, 2014 -- by Bacchus
Rule 34 is real. If a thing exists, there is porn of it. No exceptions. And it turns out that hot Mormon girls are no more immune to the rule than anybody else. MormonGirlz is a website featuring young LDS ladies breaking the law of chastity (most typically with each other) for your viewing pleasure. In one recent update (look for “Sister Davis & Sister Price, Washing And Anointing”) two devout members of “the church of sexy saints and latter-day sinners” get sidetracked by lesbian lust during something called the endowment ceremony:
The endowment is a symbolic journey, during which temple-goers are introduced to a room the represents the celestial kingdom. Before they are endowed, they are washed and anointed with consecrated oil. The person being anointed is completely nude except for an open robe that the person performing the ordinance lifts to anoint the breast, the belly and the loins. On this occasion, Sister Price will be washing and anointing her companion, Sister Davis. Davis knows Price wouldn’t dare violate the holy temple with impure thoughts or deeds, but when she’s standing in from of Sister Price, totally nude, with goosebumps from the cold and her nipples rigid from rubbing against her robe, she can’t think of anything but the taste of her companion’s wet pussy.
Sister Price puts a little oil on her fingers and begins the ritual. She explains the washing and anointing, then touches Sister Davis’s forehead and eyes, pronouncing a blessing on each. When she gets to her huge, perfect breasts, she forgets her lines and starts to grope them…
By the time Sister Price reaches Sister Davis’s loins, they both know where this is going. Sister Price lets her hand linger on her companion’s pussy. She runs her hand up her thigh and then rubs her crotch. She gets on her knees to bless her legs and feet, and Sister Davis decides it’s time to get things started. She puts a hand on Sister Price’s head and guides it up into her pussy…
Now tell me truly, people: when was the last time you saw pleated skirts in a porn?
You are welcome.
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