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Tuesday, June 11th, 2024 -- by Bacchus
Sure, it’s not a yacht, but that’s nice woodwork. Not at all a blue-collar watercraft:
Sorry, I don’t have a source for this vintage porn photo. But I do have some dude on Mastodon who is at pains to explain to me that those rich people in the western Mediterranean whose boats are getting violenced by orcas aren’t genuinely rich, no, they’re just hard-working middle-class people out enjoying the ocean on their annual weeks of paid leave from their work-a-day jobs. In their totally-not-a-yacht pleasure sailboats.
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Wednesday, May 1st, 2024 -- by Bacchus
There’s an ancient pair of couplets that goes like this:
“Hurray, hurray!
The first of May!
Outdoor fucking
starts today!”
Noted wordplay expert Willard R. Espy in his book Another Almanac Of Words At Play says this is a modernized version of an older folk verse, thusly:
“Hurray, hurray!
The first Of May!
Hedgerow tupping
starts today!”
But, sadly, hedgerows have fallen almost as far out of fashion as that venerable word “tupping”, which anciently referred to the breeding of sheep, but had already become a synonym for “fucking” by Shakespeare’s time.
In honor of this venerable holiday, I offer some anonymous 20th-century outdoor gay orgy art:
Be sure to click the artwork to embiggen it — something that works more often than most people seem to realize here at ErosBlog.
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Sunday, February 18th, 2024 -- by Bacchus
If you’re a man on a picnic with two pretty girls and you’re planning to turn the outing into a threesome sex tryst, what better way to get everyone’s clothes off than to propose a spot of skinnydipping? Has this gambit ever failed?
Photos are from the introductory scenes of a three-way outdoor sex photospread in the 1977 porn magazine Color Climax 092.
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Friday, January 27th, 2023 -- by Bacchus
What is better in life than this? A forest glade in spring, soft breezes brushing your upturned bottom, a carpet of new soft emerald grass to embrace your face, a willing partner, and a faithful camera to capture and record the scene:
Face down, ass up!
We are looking at screen captures from an Outdoor Fucking Compilation video posted to various clip sites by Luella Arbre back in 2015. She wrote:
My partner and I love hiking and exploring the woods. Sometimes, we just can’t help ourselves! So we fuck out in the open. Watch me suck him and get loved on while bent over. Lots of head petting and lovey moments between a happy couple.
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Friday, July 8th, 2022 -- by Bacchus
What? Has it really been more than a month since we last had a visit with Chloë, the queen of 90s anal? Well, we can’t have that! So here she is, all ready for her anal picnic to start:
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Sunday, May 29th, 2022 -- by Bacchus
Her relationship may have been on the rocks, but the anal sex was still good:
Yes, it’s Chloë Des Lysse again, and she’s still the queen of 1990s anal sex.
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Saturday, May 14th, 2022 -- by Bacchus
From Boli Blog.
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Wednesday, January 5th, 2022 -- by Bacchus
It’s a fine day for a bit of hide-n-seek in the spring forest, don’t you think? Especially if the game ends well, with her conveniently losing the last of her wrap just at the moment when she “trips” and “falls” into a patch of soft fragrant grasses:
These artworks are by Jacques Le Tord, and appeared in Revue Pigalle #12.
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Tuesday, January 4th, 2022 -- by Bacchus
Today we are casting our minds back to that benighted age, ending sometime in the 20th century, in which your options for hooking up and sneaking away for some fast nookie were much more limited than today. It’s possible that people these days have been spoiled by the easy ability to use an online dating app or sex hookup site to make fast and easy sexual connections. And, too, nowadays it’s so very much easier to find space and privacy for a quick tryst. You need quite a bit of historical perspective (or to be even older than me) to remember that once upon a time, you couldn’t even rent a motel room without persuading the front desk clerk you were honestly and thoroughly married to your companion of the hour. You were better off looking for a pleasant meadow with an apple tree in it, or a secluded sand dune at the beach.
That’s why the automobile (and before it, the horse and carriage) were such liberatory sexual technologies in their day. It’s not easy to explain to the youth of today that once upon a time, the humble picnic was a notorious and successful technology of seduction. Pack a picnic basket, repair with your would-be lover to a pleasant and private rural scene, enjoy some bottles of wine and nice sandwiches, tickle somebody with a wildflower, another bottle of wine, perhaps a bit of “sunbathing” or a quick dip in the brook… That shit worked. And it was popular with just about everybody, too. Maybe it took more planning and logistics than a hookup app, and possibly even a horse or two. But it was what they had to work with, so they did it, with enthusiasm, gusto, and panache.
So notorious was “taking your date on a picnic” that popular culture abounds with salacious and comic references. Everybody understood that a picnic for two was likely to be for sex. And thus sex-adjacent jokes abounded. This being also the era of the comic postcard, it’s not at all hard to find postcards joking naughtily about sex picnics. There are hundreds of them!
I honestly think this is one of the reasons why people consider sexual puns and double-entendre such a low form of humor. These jokes are just so easy to make! For every man with a fishing pole, a pretty girl, and a fishing basket, there’s guaranteed to be a wise-ass kid in the bushes asking if he’s getting lucky:
I have no data, but I think the popularity of seduction-picnics has declined in recent decades. It’s not so easy these days to find picnic locations that are secluded and private enough for picnic-blanket nookie. But if and when you find yourself in a suitable spot, I highly recommend giving it a try!
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Friday, December 27th, 2019 -- by Bacchus
When you’re making whoopie on an air mattress in Antarctica, it pays to remember that you’re vulnerable to being joined in your chilly trysting by an over-friendly seal:
Artwork is an illustration by Charles Copeland from the July 1964 Stag magazine, illustrating an excerpt from the book Quick, Before It Melts. A movie was later based on the book.
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Saturday, January 5th, 2019 -- by Bacchus
Ticks? Chiggers? Mosquitoes? Very small bears? Don’t worry about it, get busy and shag in the woods!
Photo is from the 1978 porn movie Hot Lunch.
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Tuesday, May 22nd, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Hiking in the Swiss Alps: everybody knows it’s good for you!
I cropped and rotated and expanded the postcard scan above; if you want to see the original I was working with, it’s here.
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Tuesday, September 2nd, 2014 -- by Bacchus
In days of yore if a few young people wanted privacy for a nice discreet orgy, one of the best ways to obtain said privacy was to climb into one or more small boats and row across a lake to an isolated bit of sunny shore. As was done here:
This bit of orgy art is attributed to Paul-Emile Bécat.
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Monday, October 29th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
Maggie Mayhem, as part of a much larger essay on the benefits of going camping:
Get as loud and uninhibited as you need and howl if you feel so moved. It’s nothing that the woods haven’t heard before. Make the noises you can’t make around people because it entices the worst kind of bureaucratic predators in the whole animal kingdom. Sex is the open woods in isolation from other people is like having a sports car with a roll bar and a road laid bare for you. Push the pedal to your soul’s metal and make some fucking noise.
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Monday, January 17th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
I think she got taken for a ride:
It’s cover art, as you’d know already if you had clicked the image, from an old Lancaster Press stroke book called The Wicked and The Whipped (LCP108).
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Thursday, August 6th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Another Rooie Oortjes gem from Usenet:
The universal comic tradition tells us that something is about to come falling out of that tree. I was expecting more nature lovers, to be honest, but what I got was the fruit of the knowledge of good and evil:
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Friday, August 8th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
One of the best things that comes with the job of being Bacchus is the close association with a fine assortment of woodland nymphs. What’s not to like about lovely women whose favorite pastime is frolicking nude in the forest, and who are (by virtue of their assigned role in the extremely traditional mythos) properly observant of the prerogatives of the god of wine and wild partying?
Ok, daydream over, everybody get back on your heads.
2012 Update: I now have tools for sourcing images that weren’t available back in 2003. It turns out this one comes from Met Art, so I’ve linked the old 320-pixel thumb to a larger view. And here are some more of these nymphs:
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