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Thursday, September 26th, 2024 -- by Bacchus
She’s wearing black nitrile gloves and she brought a quart of lube. Honestly, dude, you better do whatever she tells you, because she can keep this up all night long and your dick cannot:
This has been circulating as an edging .gif for a few years but I don’t have a credit for it.
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Wednesday, October 12th, 2022 -- by Bacchus
This blowjob seems a little bit lackluster. Mostly she’s just slurping the tip. Is that schlong so large she truly can’t be expected to take it any deeper into her mouth? Or is this a lack-of-effort situation? I suppose she does get points for solid handling of the shaft:
Our fellatrix today is Angelina, as originally seen somewhere in the vast BangBros network.
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Wednesday, January 26th, 2022 -- by Bacchus
Far be it from me to pick on anybody for their bedroom hobbies. These parties seem to be enjoying the moment, and who am I, et cetera. But there’s an argument to be made, I think, that we sometimes go too far in letting our personal relationships get intermediated by technology. Which is to say, is the Fleshlight truly needed for this job? The lady is right there:
I believe the performer is Molly Manson and the .gif animation was made from a widely-circulated clip called “Pocket Pussy”.
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Thursday, May 27th, 2021 -- by Bacchus
You may be used to thinking of those jelly-style male masturbation sleeves (like Fleshlights, only not) as a solo-use item, not optimized for partner play. If so, perhaps you just need a couple of visual counterexamples to stimulate your imagination?
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Thursday, November 15th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Sex education isn’t what it used to be. And neither, it seems, is a journalism degree:
I believe “first-hand job experience” would have delivered the desired visual impact here, but the headline as printed does raise an interesting question: when writing about a handsie, is the preferred orthography “hand job”, “handjob”, or “hand-job”?
My own preference is for the portmanteau word “handjob” but in all such matters, I like to go to Google, enclose the various candidates in quotation marks, and count how many returns Google says it has in its database. Here, the results in ascending order are:
Hand job: 33.9 million
Hand-job: 34.1 million
Handjob: 359 million (!!!)
So, by that measure, my preference is the winner ten times over. But, interestingly, Google’s on-page supplemental information varies across the three spellings. “Handjob” has a clinical Wikipedia entry with an on-page summary, but “hand job” gets an on-page dictionary definition, a cross-link to the search results for “handjob”, and a completely spurious book review box to a Google Books entry about hand-made typography. “Hand-job” gets the wikipedia link and the typography book, but not the cross-link or the definition.
Is my geek showing? Maybe, yeah.
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Thursday, June 22nd, 2017 -- by Bacchus
It would appear that “Spruzz” is onomatopoetic French sex-comic text for an emphatic ejaculation. I’m not sure how this fellow arranged this one, but he seems to be enjoying it (dare I say?) enormously:
From an Elvifrance comic called Les queutards; artist is Leone Frollo.
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Saturday, October 22nd, 2016 -- by Bacchus
She’s being careful and precise, giving the work her full attention:
Artist not known.
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Sunday, September 25th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
She was finally getting almost the perfect fantasy threesome she always dreamed about. A tropical beach, floral breezes, palm trees, two hunky men paying her their undivided sexual attention…
…Yeah. About that. There may be a little flaw:
Via Kinky Delight.
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Sunday, August 14th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
Oh, the 1970s! It was a simpler time, with simpler pleasures. Chief among these: heavy petting down at the arcade.
Art is by Bill Ward.
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Tuesday, August 9th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
This handjob seems to have gone rather well:
Artwork is by Dubigeon.
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Saturday, November 21st, 2015 -- by Bacchus
This is nurse Karlie Simon demonstrating a firm grasp of technique (and good determination!) for giving a great handjob:
That will clean your pipes, or they are beyond cleaning.
From Lady Sonia, which is one of the oldest, largest, and most diversely-interesting femdom (well, mostly femdom) sites on the internet.
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Monday, September 28th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
I like how she slyly kneels out of the “line of fire” when she realizes he’s about ready to shoot his load:
Another Gracy Gimp creation, this one titled Un peu de douceur. (That means something like “a little sweetness” according to Google Translate.)
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Wednesday, June 10th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
This summer-day handjob artwork is a detail from “The Tower” card in the Decameron Tarot by Giacinto Gaudenzi and Luciano Spadanuda.
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Tuesday, August 12th, 2014 -- by Bacchus
Bawdy Blog asks “Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to get a hand job from a milkmaid? She’s a skilled professional when it comes to squeezing things and making white stuff come out…”
Bawdy Blog does not credit the image, but it appears to be a detail from a drawing called Milking Time by German artist Janus.
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Monday, February 17th, 2014 -- by Bacchus
In which Girl On The Net gives a handjob:
I love the rhythm of hand jobs. The up down up down, the friction. I love the smooth-sticky feeling of lube on my fingers, and yes — I love the control. I like knowing that every kick of arousal, every grunt and moan, every tingle and twitch, is down to me.
He put his hands behind his head and looked me directly in the eye. His eyebrows furrowed into a frown as I rubbed faster, squeezed harder. I reveled in the increasing frequency of the slick-slick-slick noises as I rubbed his dick. And then the three magic words:
“I’m gonna come.”
Ungh. Those words have such a beautiful, simple sexiness that they make me instantly taut — aroused and eager for the inevitable end. I did what anyone would do, and immediately slowed the pace, trying to keep him hanging there for a moment while I took in his frown and his rapid breathing, and the double-twitch of his cock just before he came.
It turns out restraint is neither my, nor his, forté.
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Thursday, August 15th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
For those of you mesmerized by that moment before orgasm, here’s an endless .gif that captures it:
That First Droplet
Backup links: 1 2
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Sunday, March 10th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
So Charlie and his two cousins were dining with “three jolly sisters” in 1883 London, who were “as pretty and lovely little milliners as you ever saw or will see again.” Or so went the tale in The Boudoir: A Magazine of Scandal, Facetiae, &c.. It started as a friendly dinner party, but as soon as the gas light was turned out things got even friendlier:
Something in her deep blue eyes and look so fired his feelings that taking her unresisting hand under the table he placed it on his thigh, just over the most sensitive member of the male organisation, and was at once rewarded by the gentle pressures of her fingers, which assured him she quite understood the delicate attention. The others were too absorbed in some similar manipulation to notice Charlie and Rosa, as he adroitly unfastened about three buttons of his trousers, and directing her hand to the place, and presently felt she had quite grasped the naked truth, which fluttered under the delicious fingering in such a way that very few motions of her delicate hand brought on such an ecstatic flood of bliss as quite to astonish Miss Rosa, and necessitate the sly application of a mouchoir to her slimy fingers, as at the same time she crimsoned to the roots of her hair, and looked quite confused, whilst he could feel that a perceptible tremor shot through her whole frame.
Fortunately just at that moment Bessie turned off the gas, and instinctively the lips of Charlie and Rosa met in a long impassioned kiss. Tongue to tongue they revelled in a blissful osculation. He could hear a slight shuffling, and one or two deep-drawn sighs, as if the ladies felt rather agitated. There was a convenient sofa in a recess just behind Charlie’s chair, and Rosa seemed to understand him so well that he effected a strategic movement to the more commodious seat under cover of the darkness…
Google tells me that “mouchoir” is a loan-word from the French, and means “handkerchief”.
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Monday, April 11th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
I’m not sure exactly what these ladies expected. But this?
This was entirely predictable.
Wednesday, November 10th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
These days, images of prostitution seem to be mostly of spandex-clad hookers crouching behind dumpsters in the dark to give furtive street blowjobs. It was not always thus, especially when houses of prostitution still flourished in America:
Of course by the standards then prevailing, her outfit for this posed porn photo is probably the tawdry spandex tube top of its era. But still.
Via Vintage Lust.
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Tuesday, June 22nd, 2010 -- by Bacchus
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