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How To Make Your Girlfriend Smell Like A Roasting Turkey

Thursday, November 22nd, 2012 -- by Bacchus

This seems appropriate for Thanksgiving, in a twisted sort of way. From Figging.com, where the question was whether essential oil of ginger could substitute for fresh ginger root in figging play:

I’ve not personally tried ginger oil, but I did have some strong “essence of rosemary” oil once that I’d used (a few drops at a time) to scent massage oil. It made my girlfriend smell like a cooking turkey (yum!) (and that’s a whole ‘nother fetish for ya) but it also had a substantial warming effect when the massage got personal, to the point where she was vocalizing and writhing (in a good way).

Well then. Your Thanksgiving aromatherapy lesson is now officially over.

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An Orgasm In The Tardis

Sunday, October 14th, 2012 -- by Bacchus

I’m not so much a Doctor Who fan. But y’all are out there. And where there be fans, there must be fanfic!

“Tears were in Rose’s eyes, and the noises she was making into the gag were driving the Doctor crazy…”

Since it’s a microfiction, I’m using just the first sentence as a link to the original.

Found via the latest Friday Bondage Links at Bondage Blog, where it was sourced via Figging.com (yup, there’s erotic use of ginger in there too).

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The Ginger Went Up Her Butt

Wednesday, November 11th, 2009 -- by Bacchus

The shooting conditions and model treatment during the production of kinky porn has been a recurrent topic of discussion here at Eros Blog. From severe European caning videos (here and here) to purest San Francisco kink (here and here), what it’s like to be the “done unto” model is always interesting to hear about.

Thus I viewed with fascination a cautionary video published by Kink.com last month about an Everything Butt shoot that featured a ginger figging. The ginger plug vanished up the model’s butt (Figging.com says they may have carved it wrong) and we get to see how they handled it, with narration by the model.

how to carve a ginger fig

It’s all very calm and professional, although the visuals may raise your hair — at one point in the video, they’ve got a huge metal anal-retractor device in her bottom and it put me in mind of that immortal lyric from the end of Big Bad John by Jimmy Dean:

“With jacks and timbers they started back down,
Then came a rumble, way down in the ground.
Smoke and gas belched out of that mine
and everybody knew it was the end of the line
for Big John.”

Fig-carving art is from the Figging.com blog post about the incident, which also has a lot of details from the video.

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Peeling Root Vegetables During Sex

Monday, February 21st, 2005 -- by Bacchus

I realize that the casual reader is going to be distracted by the impending figging (“Ginger? Why’s he peeling ginger? Where’s it going?”), but to me the fantastic part of this post is the multi-tasking ability of the man in question. Here he’s managing to keep up the old in-out-in-out while doing a tricky task involving manual dexterity and a sharp implement:

This time I have a pretty good idea of what is going to happen. Something we’d been discussing for a while. He runs out to the living room and back, and returns to fucking me. However, this time he’s rearranged the garbage can, and is peeling a chunk of ginger at the same time…. Some ginger juice got dripped on my back, and it was just this nice pleasant sharp cold sensation, like rubbing alcohol on healthy skin. Soon that same sensation was in my crotch as he was fucking me. I remember being a little concerned about whether it would be hurting him or not, but mostly thinking that I was enjoying it. Soon the ginger was ready and he was pressing it against me.

From here via Figging.com.

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