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The Sex Blog Of Record
Tuesday, February 28th, 2023 -- by Bacchus
In a recent column, advice columnist and kink/sex educator Rain DeGrey addresses a reader’s worried impression that people are coming to prefer porn and self-pleasure over “actual physical sex”. Rain thinks it may be true, but if so it’s far from worrisome:
If some people decide that hopping online and summoning up porn in any style, any shape, any hair color, any variety without even popping a breath mint first is easier than meeting up with an actual human, well, who can blame them? We live like Greek Gods and are spoiled for choice.
Yes, indeed.
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Friday, October 7th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
Writing at WoodRocket, Rain DeGrey has an entertaining anecdote about Nina Hartley’s mad crafting skillz when working on the fly with nothing but the contents of her purse:
A performer, educator, activist and all around delightful person, Nina has been kicking ass and taking names for long enough to qualify for OG status in the industry.
I had heard of her long before I finally met her in person, but we didn’t actually meet in the flesh until the day she had to make me a pair of pasties to prevent the police from closing us down.
We were both performers at a fundraising event in San Francisco that made the unfortunate call of having both alcohol and uncovered nipples at the same time, which is a bit of a no-no without proper permits. Permit-scorning rebels that the organizers were, nobody thought that the fundraiser would be big enough to attract any attention of the authorities. We were wrong. Hundreds of people ended up showing up and the place was packed to the rafters. Mid-event, the police raided the place and gave us the option of either covering up all the wayward nipples or closing down the fundraiser.
Option “cover the nipple” was selected and there was a hurried rush to make multiple pasties for all those poking out pink bits that are so dangerous when near the booze. I happened to be standing near Nina when the raid went down and she was so unruffled as to be blasé.
“Not a problem,” she said with a smile, “we used to have to make pasties on the fly all the time when I was dancing.” With a deft movement, she extracted a can of hairspray, some black electrical tape and some scissors from her purse. Flipping the can upside down, she covered the bottom of it with strips of the electrical tape, trimmed down the tape strips in the shape of a circle using the hairspray can as a guide, and handed me a set of nipple pasties in under a minute. She was like the MacGyver of sexy times and I was really curious what else she was carrying in that purse…
And if that’s not enough, there’s a bonus photo at the link of Rain wearing panda-onesie pajamas.
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Tuesday, January 5th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
It’s my considered opinion that the Real Time Bondage live internet shows are some of the quirkiest and funniest “serious BDSM” you’re ever going to find on the internet:
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Tuesday, October 20th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
It’s always good to start your day with a deep belly laugh that wakes up sleeping dogs and makes them throw you reproachful glares.
Today this happened for me upon reading Rain Degrey’s blog, when she dipped into the “festering swamp of crazy” that is her inbox and decided to respond to the dudebro who wrote her to ask: “Can I get in that ass?”
RainDeGrey:
Why certainly!
I am incredibly wealthy, I have no job, nothing but free time and am the sluttiest person in the entire world!
When strangers from Illinois contact me asking to get in that ass, I buy a plane ticket and fly out on the spot! No condoms, no questions, I have a lovely case of herpes that I would like to share with you.
I am flying into your state tomorrow. I believe marriage is in our future. Particularly after I give you this herpes!
See you tomorrow my soul mate & life partner! How many kids are we planning on?
Xoxoxo
Since this is Rain, that’s just the foreplay. While she was getting in touch with her inner bunny-boiler, I was calling in the ROFL-copter. Bank account numbers, kidneys, x-rays, pink slips, oh my!
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Sunday, March 1st, 2015 -- by Bacchus
The first time you heard a woman say “suck my dick” you probably assumed it was a figure of speech. Which it probably was. But if you ever hear Rain DeGrey say it, don’t be so quick to assume:
Photos are from the most recent update at TopGrl.com.
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Friday, January 2nd, 2015 -- by Bacchus
From a tweet by Rain DeGrey, via Titty Blog.
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Sunday, June 15th, 2014 -- by Bacchus
The next time you hear someone claim that porn stars are a bunch of exploited victims who obviously must have have been coerced into making porn by the depravity of their economic circumstances, here’s a counter-example you can point them at. In Rain DeGray’s Why I Accidentally Became A Porn Star, she cites a reason that has absolutely nothing to do with the money:
I became a professional naked person because it was the safest way for me to live out my fantasies, to live them out in such a way that I never would of gotten to do if I had remained a civilian, no matter how kinky and perverse and hedonistic that civilian might be.
Don’t believe me? Let me run an example by you. Say it is your fondest desire to experience a gangbang. The idea of being stuffed full of cock in every hole with extra cock available for your greedy little hands is such a turn on you find yourself drooling a little at the mere thought of it. You, must, you need, you CRAVE that experience. So you go to set one up.
First the scheduling is a nightmare. Tom is free on Tuesday but there is no way he can do Weds. Jack is ONLY available on Weds. Matt can’t do it this week, but is available next week, when both Tom and Jack are out of town. And then can you guarantee that everyone going to show up STD free? With the papers to prove it? Those tests run up to $250 a pop. Is everyone willing to shell out $250 to get in on that gangbang? And are they even going to be able to perform once they get there? Or is it going to be a forest of limp and flaccid cock and a bunch of guys staring shamefacedly at their toes? And are they going to be reasonably attractive? Or is it going to be a 350 pound guy named Bubba with a hairy back that has not seen the business end of soap in over a week enthusiastically trying to cram his weenie up your butthole?
Wow. That gangbang sounds like a damn nightmare now, doesn’t it? Whereas if I were to do one on film, I know for a fact everyone will show up, everyone will be able to perform, everyone has clean paperwork and is going to easy on the eyes to boot. Being a professional naked person gives me opportunities that I would never in a million years be able to experience otherwise.
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In porn, every single day is Halloween. You get to play dress up, look amazing in the hair and makeup provided, be in the coolest and most unusual situations, fool around with the hottest people and have the best sex on the planet. In the SAFEST of all possible circumstances. These people are professionals.
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Sunday, January 26th, 2014 -- by Bacchus
If your eyebrows went up when I posted about Rain DeGrey’s comfortable relationship with vomit, you’d best be prepared for them to migrate northward once again. Because she’s back with another blog post in which she explicitly explains why she likes making people barf:
I don’t have a puke fetish. Puke is nasty and messy and you have to stop everything to clean it up.
I have a control fetish. The concept of controlling someone so utterly that you literally control their bodily functions makes me hot. The thought of so completely owning the back of someone’s throat that you can make them vomit, whether they want to or not? Well, that works for me on so many levels it isn’t even funny. Forcing someone to vomit is like making them squirt from their throat. In my book.
There are also practical tips for playing with puke. Yup. Check ’em out if you need ’em.
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Tuesday, December 31st, 2013 -- by Bacchus
From Rain DeGrey at Dirty Words:
I love me some fisting. Love love love. There is nothing in the world that makes me happier then turning someone into a human muppet. I like to get in there until I feel like I hold their heart and very beating soul in my hand.
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The reactions I have seen from fisting are many and varied. The first time I successfully fisted someone, I was so turned on and blown away by the realization of a lifelong dream that I came and collapsed on top of him shuddering, fist still firmly lodged inside. Yes, you can be so turned on by something that you cum, it happens to me all the time.
I have made two different guys go blind. The blindness only lasts about 15 to 30 seconds, but the sensations from fisting can get so intense and overwhelming that vision can grey or short out. Turns out these fists of fury can induce blindness. I got *skillz*!
I have had guys get dizzy and body temperatures drop to the point that I have had to pop them in a hot shower. Mind you, they were sitting in the shower with a wide and beatific grin across their face as they struggle to recall their own name, looking at me in a pleasure-addled stupor, so I wasn’t too concerned.
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Monday, May 27th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
What’s going on, on the other side of the wall? Something sure has Rain DeGrey’s full attention:
Is it a man with a powerful vibrator and an insatiable forced-orgasms fetish?
Or, is it a pussy spanking that never seems to end?
The girl in the wall never knows what’s coming next, until it starts to happen. For all she knows, there could be a whole corridor full of playful perverts lined up over there…
Pictures are from the most recent shoot at Sexually Broken. Sorry, there’s no free samples gallery available yet.
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Sunday, January 20th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
I’m a sucker for these “porn model describes the shoot” stories. Partly it’s the “informed porn consumer” angle that I’ve writing about for years, but mostly it’s just the “behind the scenes” glimpse at an industry of interest. So, here’s another one: Rain DeGrey writing about her very first shoot for Kink.com. (ElectroSex Blog, where I got the link, says it was this shoot.)
On the day I was booked to shoot I woke up early, mostly because I was too worked up to sleep properly. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning eagerly awaiting their chance to tear open all their presents in a frenzy of wrapping paper. Despite all the years I have now been doing modeling, I never ended up getting jaded. I still get that “nervous/excited/fluttery” feeling to this very day. Getting completely naked and vulnerable and cumming for the whole world to see and judge is a unique experience that you will never be able to grasp until you have tried it yourself.
Kink.com is located in an actual CASTLE, stretching a quarter of a block, 4 stories high and over a hundred rooms with a small river running through the basement level. It is like no other place in the world. The set department are constantly building and taking down sets so that rooms seem to shift, springing up and then vanishing overnight. Rope and floggers and shackles and ridiculously hot half naked people are everywhere as far as the eye can see. It is a kinky playground of the highest possible level.
I checked in with the talent department and filled out a check list of the activities I was willing to do with the Princess. I don’t think I checked a single “no” box on the list. You don’t say no to Princess Donna. Whatever she wanted to do to me, I was down. After being processed through the makeup and wardrobe departments I was ready to shoot. A friendly-faced PA showed up to take me down to the set where we were filming. I followed her, clad in a tiny white skirt and wearing the most makeup I had ever worn in my entire life.
The room was warm, verging on hot due to the giant lights set up everywhere that mercilessly chased away all shadows. Filming under bright lights on HD cameras gives you nowhere to hide and you can’t get away with skipping on shaving. I was sweating and we hadn’t even started yet…
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Thursday, December 20th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
I suppose there’s no way to scale this sort of thing into genuine comprehensive sex education for everybody in America, but I think that’s rather a pity. Here’s Rain DeGrey on spreading the knowledge:
I was quite surprised when a 17 year old girl called Kaylie from Pennsylvania tweeted at me saying she was a huge fan of my work. Kaylie seemed quite friendly, but she was 17! How could she of even heard of me? My goodness. Kids these days. I told her I would be unable to talk to her until she turned 18, which she understood and respected. On her 18th birthday, Kaylie tweeted at me to let me know she was now legal to talk to, and we started up a friendly correspondence. I turned her onto Fetlife, and even her mother started following me on twitter. How cool is that? A mother AND her daughter following a BDSM kinkster on twitter?
And then one day Kaylie contacted me saying she had a situation and she wanted to know if I could help her. As it tuned out, her “situation” was that she was planning on trying anal sex for the 1st time, and she was wondering if I had any advice.
Well. Ask me about anal and be prepared to have your ear talked off. Enemas, cleaning, lube, prep and stretching… there are a lot of factors to consider. I got Kaylie’s number, called her up, and gave her a phone version of my anal play class, and then sent her off to have butt sex for the 1st time with strict instructions to let me know how it went. She texted me the next day to tell me everything worked perfectly. Awwww!! That was my girl, making me proud.
I never thought because of porn I would be calling up 18 year old girls in Pennsylvania and teaching them how to have successful first time butt sex, but that is the power of the internet for you… you gotta love it. I still check in on her now and then, I feel rather protective of this girl I have never met. She has turned into a bit of an anal expert, and I am happy to of been a part of that.
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Friday, August 10th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
It’s funny how these little cultural/mimetic loops can thrash about for years before eventually reifying themselves. Remember Hunting For Bambi — the great “pay to hunt women with paint guns” breathless internet scandal of 2003 that I reminisced about a few months ago? That turned out to be real (as in, there was a porn made on that theme) but fake (there apparently weren’t any paying customers to do the hunting) and maybe-fake (it’s unclear if anybody actually ran naked through the woods getting shot at with paint guns, ouch).
Time marches on. Culture marches on. Memes breed and migrate and breed some more. The guys who used to do the once-notorious Insex.com bondage sex site are still out there. And so a decade passes until we get this, in connection with what is, I’m guessing from other hints in the twitter feed, a shoot for BDSM porn site Hard Tied:
Cultural/memetic progression doesn’t happen in a vacuum, of course. Notice in the final tweet the reference to the credit card processors? Even your porn is subject to the influence of the ogliarchic mega-banking corporations.
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Sunday, June 24th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
I’d have said this was fairly obvious, but apparently it’s not. In a series of tweets, kickass porn wrestler (it’s like “pro wrestler” with less clothes and more sexual humiliation for the loser) Rain DeGrey persuasively explains that the Ultimate Surrender sexual wrestling bouts are not scripted:
Cant believe how often people ask me if Ultimatesurrender is scripted. Are u kidding me? Do u have ANY idea how hard that would be to fake?!
As someone who was banging the director of US for 3 years, if it was scripted I should of been winning a lot more matches then I did!
None of my matches are scripted, everything is real & each victory I earn through time practicing on the mat & working out all the damn time
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