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Wednesday, June 9th, 2021 -- by Bacchus
This pulpy lurid cover must have sold a lot of copies of The Eve Of Midsummer by Jack D. Shackleford; the Old Goat has got himself a sexy sacrifice and he seems determined not to waste her!
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Friday, January 15th, 2021 -- by Bacchus
The caption has this snake charmer saying “This really should be done with snakes but I’m scared to death of the things.” Speaking only for myself, I gotta say I like the act a lot better with the skimpy-skirted belly dancer!
From the October 1945 Laff magazine.
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Sunday, January 6th, 2019 -- by Bacchus
Apparently our Middle Eastern man watching the topless belly dancer likes what he sees:
Cropped from the cover of Attualita Nera #13.
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Saturday, December 1st, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Remember travel agents? Remember when every high street and business district and mall in the world had a dozen of them, each with a nicely-dressed window full of posters and displays, all designed to entice you inside so you would buy tickets to some distant, expensive, scenic or exotic destination? Well, this travel agent found a better-than-usual attention-getter for its “Visit Africa” display window:
Honestly I have no idea whether “topless Bedouin-styled belly dancer” was ever a thing, or whether that’s just the colonialist lust-dream invention of a nameless Italian pulp cover artist. The art comes from from the cover of Notti d’Amore #6.
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Saturday, October 6th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
The September 1965 issue of Movies International magazine published these promotional photos of a scene from a sexploitation flick called A Night With Salome, calling it the only memorable thing about the film:
Specifically, the reviewer wrote:
This is a bad film being shown in many theaters under many aliases. Still, this sex bash has one great scene to recommend it, a dance performed by a marvelously gifted and beautiful young woman. We don’t know her name, but it and her performance are the only things worth remembering. This flick has been disguised as Five Nights Of Love, Five Nights Of Sin and Many Ways To Sin. Whatever the title, it’s a dog. The only worthwhile five minutes deal with Salome seducing lecherous old King Herod, her stepfather, portrayed as a lump of disease ridden flesh, by a lump of nonentity actor.
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Wednesday, August 1st, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Nobody who ever dreamed of Jeannie during their formative years — by which I mean, nobody who ever wanked furiously to the notion of a dream-girl in a bottle who said “Yes master” and had to do whatever she was told — ever failed to imagine Jeannie wearing a whole lot less clothing. Here’s an artist reckoning of those adolescent fantasies from no less reknowned a publication than the very first issue (August 1976) of High Society magazine:
Art is signed “A. Sawyer 1976”.
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Friday, June 22nd, 2018 -- by Bacchus
This lovely beauty is from the cover of a vintage Europorn magazine called Girls:
Sadly, I don’t know the model’s name, or a date for the magazine.
Update: after some perilous and hairy (and slow) downloading from a highly-dubious file locker, I can say that the magazine is German in origin, printed in four languages, the model is identified only as “Farah”, and the issue is #20 with a publication date of September 1983 from publisher SASS-Verlags GmbH + Co KG.
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Sunday, October 15th, 2017 -- by Bacchus
Dynamic entries are all well and good, but there’s a shortage of exotic dancers in the world, so don’t be getting trigger-happy!
Art is from the cover of Le Vicompte #4.
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Friday, September 29th, 2017 -- by Bacchus
This sexy and colorful veil dancer dates to 1919 or 1920 from the pages of La Guirlande:
There’s a signature on the full plate which I take to be that of Umberto Brunelleschi:
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Monday, March 7th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
The American women I have known who belly dance as hobbyists (and I’ve known several) have each had a quirky thing in common. At the drop of a sequin, or at the first hint of a risqué comment, or sometimes with no provocation whatsoever, any of them would deliver a stiff-necked and puritanical little speech about the venerable art of belly dance.
Belly dancing, they would proclaim, is an utterly non-sexual practice. What’s more, they would have you know, belly dance “in its proper cultural and historical context” has nothing whatsoever to do with stripping, and even less than nothing to do with any of the more intimate models of sex-work. (These were 1990s women, though, so they didn’t say “sex work.” They said “prostitution”, loading each syllable with disgust.)
Festooned with their coin belts and sequined bras and tasseled shawls and fringed wraps and at least the proverbial seven layers of veils, any of these women could almost sell you this load of sex-negative codswallop. But when they’d go back out on the dance floor and start to shimmy, the spell would break. Whatever its “proper historical and cultural context” may be, belly dance with all of its artifices and accouterments is manifestly a time-tested and well-honed technology for raising and hardening the penises of men.
If you require further evidence of this straightforward proposition, I offer you the photographs illustrating this post. Our belly dancing model goes by the unlikely name of Kissa Sins, and as her photos make clear, she definitely does not view belly dancing as an art that’s in any way distinct from its power to arouse!
You can find Kissa’s belly dance seduction and blowjob performance as the second-to-last scene on Happy Endings Volume 2 from Brazzers Studios.
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Friday, April 12th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
Way back in 2003 I posted an old “French Postcard” style topless dancer photo. Today I discovered that Wikimedia Commons has a couple more versions (different postcard reproductions) of the same photo, including this very nice higher-res one:
The photographer, it turns out, was one Jean Geiser of Algeria.
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Wednesday, March 20th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
You know the old saw about how it’s impossible to tickle yourself? It’s true for me, but I’m not sure it’s true for this harem dancer:
Artist is Konstantin Razumov.
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Saturday, October 2nd, 2010 -- by Bacchus
One of the things I love about mid-20th-century American men’s magazines is that they were trying so hard to be sleazy. The result? Lovely illustrations of the girl next door in dire peril, looking as though she’s buying a nice Halloween costume at Macy’s with a most irregular assortment of fitting assistants:
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Wednesday, July 21st, 2010 -- by Bacchus
It’s refreshing to know that dirty dancing really hasn’t changed in 3300 years. I’m pretty sure I saw this girl in a club a few months ago. Same hair, same earrings, same decorated scarf around her waist, same back bend…yup, it hadda be her:
Found here.
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Thursday, February 25th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Yesterday Dr. Faustus brought out the harem dancers at Erotic Mad Science, so I thought I should throw up this old album cover art in honor of the festivities:
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