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Wednesday, June 5th, 2024 -- by Bacchus
I can think of so many dirty ways to misuse this woman’s super-generous breasts:
Photo is from the cover of Pleasure Extra #2.
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Tuesday, December 21st, 2021 -- by Bacchus
Years and years ago, on a blog that no longer exists, BDSM pornographer JR wrote a little essay about what it’s like to date a porn star. It sounds to me as if he may have been a little bit in love. Certainly, your mileage (and your porn stars) may vary. But even so:
I really have a good life with her. We do all the things every “normal” couple does. Shopping, the grocery store. I’d even go so far to say that she pampers me. She looks out for me in the ways I fail, she always reaches for me in the night when I come to bed. Without fail, she moans the pleasure, even vibrates. She gives me confirmation without me asking or without, I believe, her even knowing it. She is proactive in my life, she loves my animals, she engages me every morning, she insists on being a part of me.
She repeatedly request that I join her at her shoots. She tells me in no uncertain terms that she prefers me at her side.
She doesn’t care how I smell. She dresses with style and down-home cuteness. Her panty and sun dress collection would blow your mind, I dress like a slob and can never remember to zip up my pants.
When I wake in the morning she is there. She is herself; nude, tiny and full of life. Always bright, always receptive, always ready to live the moment; she would just as soon brush my dogs in the back yard upon waking as hit a thrift store or catch “breakfast”. Her outlook, her stance, her approach reflect this. She never denies me.
Like me, in spite of what you read here, she is very private. Her attention is gratuitous when she trusts you.
But you do have to live with the fact that she fucks other men. Fucks them on camera. Fucks them in front of people.
You need to reach inside and find yourself.
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Saturday, February 23rd, 2019 -- by Bacchus
I watched this animated .gif of porn superstar Seka undressing for… awhile. No matter how many times she shucks out of this dress, it never seems to get old. Obviously I didn’t watch forever. But I’ll admit I watched for quite a time:
The animation captures a few moments from the 1980 classic A Place Beyond Shame, in which Seka plays an international sex symbol who has (briefly, implausibly) lost all her libido. Fortunately, a handy hypnotist helps her find it again. (The thanks of a grateful public, and cetera.)
Click the image below for a larger (1280 pixels) but static view of Seka’s dress removal in progress:
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Saturday, March 30th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
This is Lydia Lee, formerly known as Julie Meadows, on how how she survived the porn industry:
I got into porn to be apart of an interesting, odd entertainment group; to fulfill my rebelliousness; to take care of my family; to learn about sex; to travel and live a bit wild and wistful. I never once walked into a job with the thought that I had to do the job. I reserved a place deep inside for my own peace of mind; a mantra, really. “I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to do.” No amount of money is worth walking away feeling broken. So what if you don’t get paid? The money will present itself in another opportunity.
To be honest, the worst part of having been a porn star is feeling I have to apologize for my choices. Nothing makes me feel dirtier, more demeaned; my humanity undermined and soul crippled, than feeling like I have to say, “I shouldn’t have gotten into porn.” That’s a low, sub-human feeling. I was burned by a friend a few years ago and in my hurt, I said that I wished I hadn’t gotten into porn. I felt alien to myself. The words and thoughts disgusted me so much I have never uttered them again. I am not sad or ashamed that I got into porn. I am sad and ashamed when I allow people into my life that don’t appreciate me for who I am and the wealth of experience I have to offer. Nothing disgusts me more than people who try to manipulate my feelings to change my thinking.
Friday, February 15th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
Gram Ponante interviews porn star legend Vanessa Del Rio (previously seen on this blog sporting a ball gag and blindfold) about her career and about an upcoming film project about her for which she’s the creative consultant. On the subject of nostalgia, she had this to say:
“I had a lot of fun, and never regretted anything. I wouldn’t be talking to you today if it weren’t for this business. It made me who I am.”
“Did it ever limit you?”
“You can’t unring a bell,” Del Rio says. “There was a time that if you wanted to do any crossover you had to be regretful and act sorry just to please the people who didn’t have the fun you were having. That wasn’t for me.”
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Sunday, January 20th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
And here’s another one. This guy signed up as an extra for one of the massive indoor-gangbang sequences at Public Disgrace, and found it to be ethical porn-making in action. His report is called Liking Porn And Loving Women: My Day As An Ethical Porn Star; he’s got a lot to say, but this is from near the end:
Princess Donna ripped the clothing off the models and encouraged the audience to do all sorts of nasty things to them. Her commands carried over the crowd as she busted out all manner of kinky sex devices. Fairly close attention was paid to the models’ well-being, but the check-ins were so subtle that I doubt the audience even noticed. Whenever either woman approached her breaking point, Donna carved a path toward the exit and let them go on break.
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I don’t have any regrets about participating in Public Disgrace. Because it showed me that ethical pornography is a real thing that can empower its participants. And because it let me see that porn stars are just, well, people – people who enjoy getting naked and having sex who just so happen to get paid for it.
Even with all my nervousness leading up to the shoot, Public Disgrace was still an unforgettable experience and I’d probably do it again.
There’s something deliciously seedy about his photo of the accoutrements marshalled for the Public Disgrace production. It reminds me of an atmospheric shot for a horror movie or for the interrogation scene in an old war movie, but here it’s just a “get the supplies laid out” bit of movie-making practicality:
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Thursday, August 25th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
Here’s what porn star Kayden Cross has to say about being degraded:
I had an arsenal of stupid resolve when I came in [to porn]. I was against more than one dick in a scene, and against facials, and against degradation and things that I was told were degrading. I’ve since decided that the most degrading thing of all is being told by strangers that they have a better sense of when I’m being degraded than I do. I’ve also decided that degradation is simply lovely when you’re asking for it, especially when you’re begging for it on your knees with your makeup streaming down your face and you can taste your own sweat and you’ve lost all sense of your surroundings save the larger than life cock that is immediately in front of you, baiting you with the kind of intensity that can only come from extremes.
Thursday, September 10th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
When you hear the phrase “on her knees” in connection with a porn star as famous as Krissy Lynn, you’re probably expecting to find her gobbling, as they say in the vernacular, somebody’s knob. And that expectation grows more reasonable when you hear that the pictures are from a photo shoot she did for Sex And Submission. Nor, in truth, would you be unable to find a picture like that in the pertinent photo shoot. But here at ErosBlog, we like to sidestep the expected. So, herewith and as promised, three knob-free views of Krissy Lynn on her knees, being collared, and in rope bondage:
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Thursday, January 15th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Wicked star Stormy Daniels tells you what not to say:
10. You’re too pretty to do porn. (So, you’re saying you would prefer to watch ugly people fuck?)
9. Your vagina must be really worn out. (Mine isn’t nearly as bad as your mother’s after pushing such a giant idiot like you out of it.)
8. I would never watch porn. I think it is degrading to women. (Then how did you know my name? And my measurements? And my astrological sign? And my birthdate?)
7. How do I get my girlfriend/wife to do ________? (Ask her, not me. By the way, talking to me in the first place is not helping your cause.)
6. Wow! You’re so much prettier/younger/thinner in your photos. (Obviously your mother didn’t teach you anything and it is called Photoshop.)
5. I pleasured myself to you 10 times this week! (OK, I didn’t need to know precisely how pathetic you are. And stop trying to shake my hand. I now unfortunately know exactly where it has been.)
4. I could do porn. (No, you couldn’t. If you could, you already would be … and no, I will NOT audition you!)
3. Are those yours? (Well, I paid for them.)
2. Do you think you are going to hell? (Discussing religion with a porn star will get you as far as discussing porn with your grandmother … just don’t try it.)
1. I wanna take you out on a “real” date. ( I did not realize all my other ones were imaginary.)
The items on this list don’t really surprise me; the fact that the world is full of people who are just sort of … broken … when it comes to their ideas about sex and porn is one of the primary motivating factors behind this blog. But if we take this list as evidence that people say these things fairly often to people like Stormy, it does surprise me in one sense. Don’t these people have any verbal filters? It’s one thing to be full of screwed-up attitudes, but how do you get that comfortable with ’em?
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Monday, May 9th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Ron Jeremy tells the world how to make it as a male porn star:
It sure ain’t rocket science. I hide the bacon, squeeze the weasel, shoot the sherbet, and then the girl says, “Thank you”, and then I go off home.
What? Being a porn star is no harder than drinking with my good buddy Jose? Any fool can do that! You just drink the salt, bite the lime, lick the tequila….
Er, run that by us one more time, wouldja Ron?
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