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Friday, March 8th, 2024 -- by Bacchus
The cigar-smoking men in New York City basements who flirted with legal disaster by selling kinky photos via back-page ads in pulp magazines back in the 1950s truly knew how to combine a variety of fetish fuels while still somehow keeping their models fully covered. And that’s how we got two blondes in fancy lingerie having a hair-pulling cat fight:
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Sunday, December 31st, 2023 -- by Bacchus
I mean, where wouldn’t you go snowshoeing with Mary Carlisle here?
Photo is from 1932.
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Saturday, November 4th, 2023 -- by Bacchus
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Friday, October 27th, 2023 -- by Bacchus
I’m not sure if climbing up on parked D-8 Caterpillar bulldozers to pose for a nude photo is typical behavior for nudists on holiday or not, but I guess the temptation was simply too great to ignore:
Photo is from Volume 1, Number 1 of The Leisure Nudist Life, dating to (I’m guessing) the early 1960s.
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Sunday, September 10th, 2023 -- by Bacchus
Somehow I believe women’s wrestling would be a more popular sport if the uniform was stockings, heels, and pearls, as it seems to have been a hundred years ago:
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Friday, September 3rd, 2021 -- by Bacchus
Bondage Blog posted this light-hearted scene from a vintage photo, at some sort of long-ago campground or picnicking venue. Just horsing around!
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Sunday, May 9th, 2021 -- by Bacchus
Wild women on a hot day, a long time ago. Via Kinky Delight:
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Tuesday, March 9th, 2021 -- by Bacchus
Some things never change. In this vintage Fitz Guerin photo, our comely beach babes seem to be scoping out the handsome young men. I think maybe they just spotted a likely candidate for whatever they have in mind:
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Tuesday, July 17th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Some “Edwardian Booty” from Whores Of Yore:
I wasn’t able to provenance the photo in particular, but I did find two more pictures from what appears to be the same photo shoot:
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Sunday, October 29th, 2017 -- by Bacchus
A little while ago when @whoresofyore tweeted the above photo out under the hashtag #VintageHalloween I knew I was finally going to have to get off my ass and get this shit in order. I thought I might get something special for my patrons out of it (which didn’t happen, in the event) but mostly I just couldn’t take it any more.
Here is (was) my problem.
I’ve been seeing that photo (and several more from the same series) every Halloween for many years. And why not? The flapper-esque blonde is cute as a button, her tits are perky, and the burlesque Halloween thing is too fun and cute and Betty Boop not to love.
So, my first-stage reaction was “I need to track down that whole series of photos. It would make an awesome Halloween gallery. And if it’s really as old as the some of the clues would indicate, it’s bloody amazing; I want to know more about where these photos come from!”
Sadly, my second-thoughts reaction was “There’s something wrong here. The Halloween iconography is too modern; this is 1950s cheesecake pinup staged as late 1930s burlesque produced with 1920 flappers published by 1900s postcard publishers. Just a whole mishmash of subtle anachronisms.”
My particular problem was with the ghosts and bats and jack-o-lanterns and black cat and happy-skeleton stuff all brought together in one display. You see all of these elements in Halloween imagery going back at least to the Victorians, but a comic erotic burlesque of them? My first mental/visual reference for a thing like that would be the painted cheesecake pinups of the late 1940s and early 1950s. I would be really excited to find them all in a real-photo pinup postcard series from then, but from decades earlier as these photos superficially appear to be? That would be…astonishing.
But hey, a cynical skepticism, no matter how well-informed, is no substitute for doing the work, which for a project like this is quite considerable. Basically, my method is recursive image searching; I start with the first image, and while searching for the largest, best, most-original scan of it, I also look for any pages that offer any provenance, and I also look at all of the “similar images” that the image search engines throw up, saving anything else from the series that turns up. And then I proceed through each of those in stepwise fashion, doing the same for them. It’s a slow, often-tedious, and painstaking process.
There were early indications that something was hinky about this image set.
One thing that bothered me was that diamond “MG” logo. It’s very much like the logos used by photo postcard publishers going back to the turn of the twentieth century and before. Only, a logo like that is typically the initials of the publisher, it’s a handy reference, and it’s usually easy to Google. Those two letters in quotes, “postcard”, and Bob’s your uncle. Collectors and auctioneers are all over that shit. Here? Nothing.
Another thing that bothered me was that as an iron rule, the best-quality scans I was turning up were always 805 pixels wide. That indicated a common digital place of entry onto the internet. Theoretically possible if these photos were from, say, a set of postcards in the hands of a collector, with no other exemplars known; but in practice, usually genuine vintage photos exist in a wide variety of (usually small and terrible) scans of different sizes.
More subtly but also damning, no provenance for any of the photos from the set was turning up. They were widely distributed in copy-and-paste collections of vintage photos, usually mixed with genuine vintage photographs from the “French postcard” and burlesque eras. But nobody had ever taken the time to curate these together into a common gallery. This could just an artifact of digital decay (there’s an awful lot of the adult internet gone missing from the 1997-2007 era) but sometimes it means that the source was known and that the folks doing the copy-and-paste felt constrained from acknowledging that source. But why, if the photos were truly vintage?
As is usually the case, there was just one clue, a single fragile provenance, one person who took the time to drop a credit, that broke the entire mysterious case wide open. One of these images, on a Tumblr that has not yet gotten autoflagged and force-vanished behind the Verizon #pornocalypse Tumblr-porn event horizon, had a link credit to a Deviant Art source, where the photo had been posted more than a dozen years ago by a photographer from the Ukraine who has not been back to DeviantArt since 2005. The photographer went by “MGstudio” (note those “MG” initials) and gave their URL as marthasgirls.com in their DeviantArt profile. Martha’s Girls is a website I vaguely remember; it’s defunct now, but for many years and until sometime in 2016, it ran an old-fashioned subscription paysite selling “The finest emulations of vintage erotica and pin-up, spanning the period from the Victorian times to the 50s pin-up era.” Ding ding ding ding DING! The mystery is solved.
So these are modern, not vintage; they are a formerly-available commercial porn product by an unknown photographer from Dnipropetrovsk whose artistry I quite admire. My hope is that by assembling them here, it will be less likely for future enthusiasts to make the all-too-easy mistake of believing them to be vintage. If you know of more photos from this series, please let me know!
Happy Halloween, and enjoy!
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Sunday, February 12th, 2017 -- by Bacchus
What did dildo shopping look like in the 1600s? Probably not much like this fanciful illustration, but hey, we might as well run the visual that we have:
This artwork is from The School Of Venus, or The Ladies Delight, Reduced Into Rules Of Practice, which is a 1680 translation of a 1655 sex manual (using the term pretty loosely) published in French as L’École des filles.
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Tuesday, February 7th, 2017 -- by Bacchus
As all know, handing out bubble wands is a great way to liven up any kind of party:
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Wednesday, September 7th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
If you do not already love the Internet Archive, you will start loving it very soon. What follows in three parts is a total of about 10 minutes of film from 1927 of a private harem cosplay party. It’s not explicitly sexual, although there is kissing. Nor are the harem outfits particularly revealing. But it doesn’t matter. If you ever entertained a harem fantasy, you’ll find much to enjoy in this film. The film, titled Why Girls Leave Home, was made by a wealthy and prominent Canadian timber tycoon with his wife and six other women starring as harem girls. Was this man a smooth-talking bastard, or just insanely rich? I guess “both” is also an option:
Synthesizing the captions at the Internet Archive with a bit of Google research, this film documents a private costume party at the Hamber mansion (called Greencroft) in 1927 Vancouver. It shows footage of Eric Hamber, his wife Aldyen, and 6 female guests as they dance, smoke, laugh, chat, and act out a harem love scene. Eric Hamber was first a wealthy banker who then got really rich developing his father-in-law’s timber interests. Later, he was the Lieutenant Governor of British Columbia and the chancellor of the University of British Columbia. His Greencroft mansion, featured in the film, sold for thirty five million dollars in 2013, making it Vancouver’s most expensive house.
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Tuesday, April 26th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
Spanking Blog prefers to imagine this as an incipient spanking photograph, but I’m just enough of a theoretical voyeur (which means the idea of spying on naked ladies is fun, but drat those darned ethics!) to think that perhaps our bathing beauty in this vintage photo has begun to wonder why there’s a sudden draft from her bathroom door, which (it now occurs to her) she does not remember leaving ajar:
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Tuesday, February 2nd, 2016 -- by Bacchus
Is it just me, or does she seem a little tentative about the project?
Via Vintage Lust.
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Thursday, January 28th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
Showering together is always fun:
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Saturday, September 26th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
She loves to torment her lovers this way by staging them in who-can-come-first jizz-fights:
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Sunday, August 16th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
At the resolution of this photo, I can’t tell if we’re seeing a really vintage vibrator in use, or if it’s an utterly classic use of a candlestick and candle:
From Vintage Lust.
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Thursday, April 16th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
According to this story, the Regional Office for the Protection of Monuments in Gdansk, Poland is in possession of a finely-made leather-and-wood sex toy that was discovered while digging out a latrine that dates from the second half of the 1700s.
The dildo is large, thick, made of leather filled with bristles, and has a wooden tip. An archaeologist said
“It was certainly expensive. Cleaning revealed it was made of high quality leather.”
Speculation is that the toy came to be in the latrine after being dropped by the person who was using it.
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Monday, September 8th, 2014 -- by Bacchus
How long do you think she spent in that artful pose, just waiting for you to enter the room?
Picture is from a Vintage Cuties gallery. But am I to be forgiven for thinking the model looks a bit like Michelle Dockery, the actress who plays Lady Mary Crawley in the Downton Abbey TV show?
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Monday, November 4th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
Here’s a hunk of a lifeguard for y’all to perv on:
According to the caption at Shorpy, this is from about 1905 and shows a life guard at Brighton Beach, New York. As Shorpy puts it, “he looks like someone who knows the ropes.” Indeed. Indeed, he does. In fact, I’d go a step further, and say he looks like a Tom of Finland character brought to life.
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Monday, September 30th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
This lovely vintage blowjob art by Michael Zichy is notable for the quality of the lady’s handiwork; she’s got a firm grip on his balls with her right hand and is working the shaft with the fingers of her left:
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Sunday, June 16th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
Via Bawdy Blog:
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Thursday, April 12th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
From Kinky Delight:
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Tuesday, April 10th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
Either she thinks she’s got a spanking coming, or she’s thinking something like this: “My boyfriend is an ass man, he’ll never be able to resist this ass in these undies in this pose!”
Potentially, she’s thinking both of those things at the same time, even.
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Thursday, April 5th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
There’s an awful lot of power dynamic going on in this ancient vintage photo/postcard. It’s an unusual posture for simple cunnilingus, that’s all I’m gonna say:
From Usenet.
Wednesday, February 8th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
…to lick a nipple properly:
From an ancient vintage European porn magazine called Color Sperma #1. Why did they call it Color Sperma? Behold:
Monday, October 17th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
I’m not at all certain what we’re looking at in this gem from Usenet. Is that shower heads in some really ornate and outsized ancient baths? I dunno, but I like it:
Tuesday, September 6th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
The “classy dame” look makes this all the more awesome:
Via Vintage Lust.
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Wednesday, August 3rd, 2011 -- by Bacchus
I’m not sure I understand the purpose of the mechanical arm that’s tapping her on her shoulder:
This was emailed to me by a reader, so I don’t know where it ultimately comes from.
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Sunday, July 31st, 2011 -- by Bacchus
I found this vintage corset picture for all you corset fetishists out there:
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Monday, May 2nd, 2011 -- by Bacchus
I recently received a delightful email from an ErosBlog fan who included for my consideration some choice quotes from vintage sex writing. The bit below on the male experience of fellatio, he says, is from literary critic Edmund Wilson’s book The Twenties: From Notebooks and Diaries of the Period:
“The time before, the cool moisture of her lips when she has bent lower for fellatio, so delightful, so curiously different from the warm and mucilaginous moisture of ordinary intercourse — the incredible-feeling caress, gently up and down, until the delightful brimming swelling pleasure seems to make it flow really in waves which fill her darling woman’s mouth. In taking hold of my cock and balls, she had a gentleness, reluctance and timidity which, as well as the way she rubbed over the glans and below, gave the whole thing a delicious and as it were tantalizing, lightness, only satisfied, completed, by the fullness and the richness of the final flow.”
Thursday, March 24th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
I really don’t understand what’s going on here. It looks like a Navy class on how to tie knots, but what’s the naked man doing tied up in the middle of the room?
My best guess would be, he’s a bad-example incentive. The desire to “not be that guy” is what the instructor is using to encourage studiousness among the rest of the students.
Via Kinky Delight.
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Friday, March 4th, 2011 -- by Bacchus
From Kinky Delight:
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Tuesday, December 7th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
My mother was one of these parents who was inherently suspicious of the entertainments devised by other families. The usual pattern would be, we’d ask for permission, she’d say “Oh, hell no!”, the rejoinder would be some whiny form of “But Mom, everybody else is doing it…” and then she got to deliver her favorite line:
“If everybody else was jumping off the end of the dock, would you?”
Well, actually, Mom…
Tuesday, November 30th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Two male specimens so virile really shouldn’t need siege equipment for this project:
I found it here.
Wednesday, November 24th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
From Vintage Lust:
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Sunday, October 10th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
This is fun — at least fifty naked guys jumping in a very small swimming hole with a lot of enthusiasm. I can only guess that this is a WWII-vintage scene; I could see these guys being military, bored, smelly, and really happy to see a place to splash in.
Anyway, it’s much more fun in the 1000-pixel version at Kinky Delight.
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Monday, August 16th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
A lot of vintage porn is “ho hum” because of changes in the times. Publication standards, camera technology and lighting, media and media preservation issues, shifting morals and taboos, it all combines to make great-grandfather’s porn seem pretty lame, tame, or boring … usually.
And then every now and then something like this bit of raunch from Vintage Lust will, if you’ll excuse the turn of phrase, pop up:
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Thursday, July 29th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
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Thursday, July 1st, 2010 -- by Bacchus
My new personal trainer says stretching exercises are important before our workout. I think I’m gonna like working with this one:
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Sunday, May 2nd, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Girls having fun at the beach, it turns out, is a timeless photographic theme. Yesterday’s fully-clothed (and yet, deliciously nipple-y) beach scene from Kinky Delight is all the proof we need:
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Tuesday, April 20th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Not everybody used to be in favor of women’s athletics. Looking at a photo like this, it’s hard to understand why not:
This is a promo still for The Big Broadcast of 1938. Via The Good Old Days.
Wednesday, April 7th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Did you know that our modern “stripper pole” is just the vestigial decadent remnant of a grand Parisian tradition of exotic dancer playground equipment that stretches back more than half a century?
Well, maybe this picture doesn’t really establish all that. But, judging from the name of the file I found on alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage, the photo appeared in Ögat Magazine #1 in 1960.
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Thursday, February 25th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
You always gotta love flexi girls, even vintage ones:
From Vintage Lust.
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Monday, February 22nd, 2010 -- by Bacchus
This looks like another one of those vintage “Oh, Hai!” moments:
From a set at Kinky Delight.
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Tuesday, February 9th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
I heard a Twitter rumor that a flash crowd was supposed to show up in Dupont Circle during the big Washington DC snowstorm to have a friendly snowball fight. I don’t know if that happened, but finding this shot of a woman getting splatted with a big snowball reminded me of it:
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Tuesday, December 29th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Music marketing used to be so much more interesting:
From alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage.
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Monday, October 19th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
They say bath time is always more fun when you’ve got somebody to scrub your back for you:
From Usenet.
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Tuesday, September 15th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
This is a detail from a colored plate by Paul-Emile Bécat in a book entitled Fêtes Gallantes by Paul Verlaine:
And no, I am not channeling Faustus, even if he has finally shamed me into figuring out how to put the little hats and strokes over French words when I am identifying my sources.
Saturday, September 5th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
This looks to have been an illustration in a French-language magazine:
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Tuesday, September 1st, 2009 -- by Bacchus
The funny thing is, you can find “massagers” at your local drugstore that are still marketed with much the same language:
From It’s Deadalicious.
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Monday, August 17th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
I wish this old vintage erotica “wallet photo” had a better image quality, but it will do. I like her smile for the camera:
Monday, August 3rd, 2009 -- by Bacchus
This vintage topless photo amused me because of the ambiguity of the model’s gaze. Is she uncertain about taking her top off? Or just looking to the photographer to make sure he likes the way she’s doing it?
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Thursday, July 30th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
This is not the first time ErosBlog has published a picture of a woman whose skirt fell off:
From Usenet.
Wednesday, April 29th, 2009 -- by Dr. Faustus
As I was walking down an avenue on a pleasant spring evening in the metropolis I call home, I encountered on the side of a bus shelter a poster advertising a forthcoming effort from Pixar, which has been given the title Up. Well, nothing wrong there. I’m sure it will be a fun movie for the whole family, even if Pixar has been assimilated into the Empire of the Mouse. Except that I couldn’t help but think “didn’t I blog on a topic related to this somehow, just the other day?”
Yes, I did.
As it happens, there is a major softcore porn effort called Up! put out by the same Russ Meyer who gave the world Supervixens on which I had just blogged.
Not one of his better efforts, for my money, even if we do get to watch Kitten Natividad frolicking about sunshiney northern California wearing naught but a smile, But the point here is not film criticism. It’s more like company criticism.
Granted, the Empire of the Mouse has it headquarters in Southern California, so it surely unfair to expect them to exhibit a Germanic degree of historical consciousness, even about film. But really, do none of those highly-paid executives know how to use Google? Or Wikipedia?
There are people out there, whom I lampooned in what is probably my most controversial ErosBlog post who certainly do know how to use Google. And I have a feeling that when they Google this one up (so to speak), they might be a little less than happy about the family movie they think they’re researching.
There might be no joy in Burbank, come that day.
Thursday, April 23rd, 2009 -- by Bacchus
From Usenet.
Monday, March 30th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
There used to be at least one:
That’s a scene from Florencio’s Men’s Salon in Los Angeles, as portrayed in the September 1964 Gent magazine, via Vintage Scans. One can only imagine how much time they had to spend brushing the hairs off themselves with those little hogs-bristle brushes.
Wednesday, March 25th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
From Usenet.
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Monday, February 23rd, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Faustus (see below) has been on a roll lately, which has been very welcome while I fight off an unpleasant winter cold. But I can’t be seen to be outdone by the upstart, can I? In any case, his inclusion of the Uschi Digard screenshot reminded me that I had some Uschi photos lurking in a directory of downloads from Usenet. She’s worth seeing more of:
Sunday, January 25th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
I have a learned friend — let’s call him “Faustus” — who has a library to make any gentleman proud. He recently sent me an image from Agnes Girard’s Le Sexe Bizarre, with the following note:
Girard’s not-very-informative endnote describes it as “Deux images anciennes de mecano-erotisme, extraites de la revue Maniac, publiee par les editions Astarte. Anonyme – Maniac 5, (ed. Astarte)“, which I would somewhat loosely render “Two old images of sex machines, taken from the serial Maniac (no. 5) published by Astarte.” If you’re further interested, I can attempt a translation of the text in the images themselves.”
As it happens, I’ve seen these images before, in tiny, cropped, overcompressed, illegible .jpg files even worse than the small version below. I’ve never seen them as large and as glorious and as clear (relatively speaking) as the version you’ll see if you click this small one:
Here are a couple of ruthlessly cropped details:
Needless to say, I begged Faustus for his translation assistance, as I have no French beyond a bit of basic cognate recognition. His resulting translation, though not 100% complete, is far better than I would have managed, even with help from my robot friends at Google. Any readers with a better grasp of French, who can thus improve on these efforts, are invited to do so in the comments, but please be gentle; any offense against the noble French language we may have committed is entirely unintentional.
Faustus wrote back:
“The translation turned out to be more challenging than I anticipated, since it involved rather a lot of (1) the kind of French they don’t teach you in high school, (2) somewhat unfamiliar engineering terms and (3) slang, some of which may well be a century old. Some of the print was also small and involved some squinting. So while what I provide represents my best efforts, there are some uncertainties.”
His translation and notes follow:
TOP ILLUSTRATION:
There are really only three captions here. Two rows of dildos labeled “replacement pieces” and “used pieces.”
There is also a reservoir labeled “hot milk.”
BOTTOM ILLUSTRATION:
Main caption: “FUCKING MACHINE”
Second line: “Superior replacement for the hand of man.”
Sub-caption: “On request the apparatus can be delivered with a reinforced main part. Special model for spinsters with a lubricant injector and a progressive speculum. Super model for retired whores, with a lemon-juice bath (in this model the main part only comes in stallion size.)”
Marginal notes above shelf: “Extracts for perfuming the pneumatic mouth” and “Coatings for the main piece.”
The various dildos have labels as follows:
Schoolboy
Re-engaged s/officer [sorry, don’t know what the joke is here]
Fiacre driver [A “fiacre” is a small horse-drawn cab.] (Small pendant sign below this empty slot says “in use”.)
Business traveler
“Dupanloup” — recommended [don’t know what Dupanloup is]
Stallion / “superchois” [best choice?]
Various pieces of equipment are identified, including “emergency clamps,” an “enema pump,” a thermometer, a “pig-bristle swab,” a “butt sponge” and an “emergency corkscrew in case of the main bit breaking.” The bottles on the shelf above are mostly obscure to me, although one is “garlic oil” and another may be “potion for dyspepsia”.
The various parts of the machine, as best I can identify them from left to right: An “electro-brake,” a “hand crank for sliding the connecting rod,” a “sector for orienting the matrix” [unclear], a “main bit in rubber,” a “rotating tit-brusher with mackeral feathers,” [or, alternatively “pimp feathers”], a “dirty movie shower,” a “motor for the tit-brusher and dirty movie shower,” a “control panel with an indicator for the pressure of the fluid pump and thrust counter,” a “rheostat allowing the oscillation-rate of the main bit to be set between 1 and 15 times a second,” a “fluid resevoir (to the base of a dirty little greaser) capacity 40 liters,” a “fluid pump (stamped 20),” a “discharge valve.” There is also a lever labled “emergency brake.” Prudent.
There is a toolbox and a medical kit along the base of the device, as well as explanations that one part makes thins go back and forth, one drains off excess fluids, and one (adjustable) holds the user.
The text on the left side of the illustration reads: “Free demonstration in our store at the Grand Palais, household appliances section.”
There is a warning at the bottom: “Warning: To avoid chafing by the main bit, do not use it more than twenty times per piece.”
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Sunday, January 18th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
This vintage image should appeal to those of you who’ve ever exchanged love letters. I wonder what she’s about to write?
Monday, January 12th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
The trampling fetish, in which men fetishise being walked on or stomped on by women (I haven’t heard of the gender obverse version, which is not to say it’s not out there) has a long and colorful history, from Japanese geishas forward. But I was stunned to see it so explicit in this fragment from a 1950s magazine advertisement for fitted sheets. She’s stomping all over him, there’s probably two kids and a dog bouncing offscreen to the left, he’s looking up her lacy night-slip (or whatever you call that thing) with a big grin on his face, a great time being had by all, and it’s all because of the miracle of fitted sheets!
Tuesday, December 23rd, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Maybe it’s just me, but if I saw this needlework in the kitchen, I’d construe it as a positive invitation to tamper:
At this very moment, you can actually buy this item from The Inverted Eye, self-described as “subtly kinky vintage items and discrete fetish antiques”. It feels like a very-nicely curated collection of select thrift store goodies, to be honest, but the more you browse, the more you start thinking “hmm, this yard sale is more … interesting … than most.” Bakelite enema syringe, anyone?
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Friday, November 28th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Some of you like to pull hair. Some of you enjoy having it pulled. Thus, it should follow, some of you may enjoy this picture from the 1956 magazine Glamour Photography #4, as found on alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage:
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Friday, October 31st, 2008 -- by Bacchus
I love the way our pretty young witch has taken off her “withered hag” mask and hung it beside the cauldron:
Happy Halloween!
(Sadly I don’t know the source of this artwork; I think it’s one of the classic vintage pinup artists, but I’m not sure.)
Wednesday, October 15th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
I believe this vintage photograph of six naked men may date from the 1930s. I found it on Usenet and it came with a filename suggesting that these were military men getting some R&R:
As I sometimes do when I have an attractive and somewhat unusual image available in fairly high resolution, I cropped and uploaded a couple of versions in sizes suitable for use as Windows wallpaper:
Six Nude Men (800×600)
Six Nude Men (1024×768)
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Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008 -- by Bacchus
I found this florid description of mutual oral sex in Sadopaideia, so called because most of the 1907 book involves whipping and spanking. (The subtitle is “Being the experiences of Cecil Prendergast, undergraduate of the University of Oxford, shewing how he was led through the pleasant paths of Masochism to the supreme joys of Sadism.”) But, for that sort of thing, you often need an initial seduction, and in this passage that’s going swimmingly:
I felt her right arm round my waist and her left hand began to unbutton my fly from the top. Before she had time to undo the last button John Thomas leapt forth ready and eager, but she slapped it and pushed it in again and undid the last button and fumbled for my balls and gently drew them out. I drew back a little from her and lifted her petticoat right up, disclosing the daintiest of black silk openwork stockings with pale green satin garters, and above them filmy lawn drawers with beautiful lace and insertion, through which the fair satin skin of her thighs gleamed most provokingly. At the top there appeared just between the opening of the drawers the most fascinating brown curls imaginable.
I feasted my eyes on this lovely sight, undoing my braces and slipping my trousers down. Her hand immediately left my balls and began to fondle my bottom, stroking and pinching the cheeks while she murmured, “You darling boy, oh, what a lovely bottom.”
I was eager to be in her, but the brown curls fascinated me so much that I could not resist the temptation to stoop down and kiss them. I was rather shy of doing this, as I had never done it before, and though I knew it was usual with tarts, I was not sure if it would be welcome here. Judge of my surprise, then, when I felt Mrs. Harcourt’s hand on my head gently pressing it down and heard her saying, “How did you guess I wanted that?”
She opened her legs wider, disclosing the most adorable pussy, with pouting lips just slightly opening and showing the bright coral inner lips, which seemed to ask for my kisses. I buried my head in the soft curls, and with eager tongue explored every part of her mossy grot. She squirmed and wriggled with pleasure, opening her legs quite wide and twisting them round me. I followed all her movements, backing away on my knees as she slipped off the chair, until at last, when she drenched my lips with love, she slipped on the hearth rug. Then, as I could scarcely reach her with my tongue in that position, and didn’t wish to lose a drop of the maddening juice, I disengaged my legs from hers and knelt down to one side so that my head could dive right between her legs. This naturally presented my naked bottom and thighs to her gaze.
“You rude naughty boy,” she said, smacking me gently, “to show me this bare bottom. I’m shocked at you.”
Her hands again fondled my balls and bottom, and I had all I could do to prevent John Thomas from showing conclusively what he had in store for her.
I had no intention of wasting good material, however, and was just about to change my position so that I could arrive at the desired summit of joy when I felt her trying to pull my right leg towards her. I let myself go and she eventually succeeded in lifting it right over, so that I was straddling right across her, and we were in the position I knew quite well from photographs, known as sixty-nine.
My heart beat high. Was it possible I was to experience this supreme pleasure of which I had heard so much? I buried my head between her thighs, my tongue redoubled its efforts, searching out every corner and nook it could find, and just as it was rewarded by another flow of warm life I felt round my own weapon, not the fondling of her hand, but something softer, more clinging, and then unmistakably the tip of a velvet tongue from the top right down to the balls and back again, and then I felt the lips close round it and the gentle nip of teeth. This was too much, John Thomas could restrain himself no longer, and as I seized her bottom with both hands and sucked the whole of her pussy into my mouth, he spurted forth with convulsive jerks his hidden treasure. When the spasm was over I collapsed limply on her, my lips still straining her life.
Link via Spanking Blog.
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Monday, August 18th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Since we seem to be focused on cleanliness technology, another boring picture of a towel for you:
From Usenet.
Wednesday, August 13th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Recently somebody sent me a pair of vintage towel ads which I thought were just wonderful. It’s all about freshly showered American housewives, luxuriating in their shrines to the glory of consumer textiles:
I am picturing the living room conversation over these magazine ads.
Wife: “Honey, look at this! I want a bathroom just like that!”
Husband (spoken): “Yes, dear.”
Husband (unspoken): “Me too, if it means you’ll be dressed just like that.”
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Friday, August 1st, 2008 -- by Bacchus
If I had to guess, I’d guess that this photograph is of a nudist, from the era when porn was pretty dangerous to publish. Publications featuring pictures of the “sunshine and health” lifestyle sold as well as you’d expect, but they were so gosh-darn wholesome that blue-nosed prosecutors found them difficult to suppress:
Like most of the vintage photos you’ll see on ErosBlog, I found this on alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage.
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Thursday, July 17th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
I’ve been having a lot of fun with my collection of vintage skin magazines lately, but some of the things you find in them are absolutely astonishing cultural artifacts. Of course it’s no surprise that pornographers, like fashion photographers, tend to have a warped idea of what constitutes “chubby” in a woman. But I was still astonished to find this photograph as the illustration, in a 1962 Mood magazine, for an article about “chubby girls”:
The article itself is an amazing compilation of wild stereotypes and unreconstructed male smugness:
HIGH WIDE AND HANDSOME
Chubby Chums Are Grateful Girls!
By George Pesante
The trouble with this country is not smog or juvenile delinquency or even TV commercials. The trouble with this country is, that it’s getting so hard to find a fat girl.
Oh, sure, they still exist, and a good thing too, because if they ever do disappear from view, we’re going to have to raise them in special herds like the vanishing buffalo.
But what with all this diet talk and reducing salons springing up to replace the corner pool room, and what with cars getting smaller, lower, the fat girl is being driven out of fashion.
This is too bad. Any man who has played parlor hockey with a fat girl knows that here is a wonderful fund of fun, frolic and felicity.
Unlike slim girls who are the darlings of modern fashion, fat girls get little attention. That means that when a man does bestow his favors upon them, they react like a St. Bernard in a sausage factory.
They laugh, they giggle, they respond to your attentions with happy shrieks. In short, they just lap it up. What’s more, they don’t need to be persuaded. Simply give them the nod and they’re off to the races. And once a fat girl gets herself in motion, she’s awfully hard to stop.
Incidentally, the old belief that fat girls are necessarily jolly girls is only sometimes true. There are plenty of fat girls who are so frustrated by their lack of male attention that they are foul-tempered, mean and sullen.
The majority of them are sunny though, and even the grumpy lumpies will respond much more quickly to a little warmth than the average slim-waisted woman.
Some girls are fat, of course, because they have glandular deficiencies and these are generally to be avoided. Frequently they have moustaches and evil tempers and are so fat as to cause topographical confusion.
On the other hand, a girl who is generously plump, simply because the good Lord made her that way, a girl who likes to eat and drink and have herself a good time — this girl is worth solid gold, all 180 pounds of her.
Another fallacy about fat girls is that they are light on their feet. This isn’t true, most of them are as heavy as all get-out. But it’s pretty easy to get them off their feet. And that’s what really counts.
A fat girl is used to the notiion that people can’t lift her up and toss her around as if she were a ballerina. Consequently, she won’t force you to go through those gymnastics. She’ll arrange herself in such a way as to spare you the grunt and groan preliminaries.
Generally speaking, fat girls have one trait in common which their slimmer sisters do not always enjoy. They tend to have skins as smooth as foam rubber and twice as bouncy.
They cost less to feed than slim girls because they go in heavy for bread and mashed potatoes and show a marked preference for beer.
Because fat girls do not get the rush that slim girls do, they don’t expect to be taken out to fancy places. They don’t expect filet mignon and champagne. The back seat of a car and a pile of sandwiches will do nicely, especially if both the sandwiches and the back seat are big.
Fat girls tend to live alone more often than slim girls. They need more room around them and also, they are embarrassed by their slimmer roommates. This makes it much easier to date a fat girl, and what’s more, to make the date pay off.
Needless to say, fat girls are a joy in the wintertime, because there’s nothing more comforting than to find yourself enfolded by great mounds of curvy girl. They are equally delightful in the summer time, however, because they like nothing on but the electric fan. And, after all, what could be more fun than that?
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Wednesday, July 9th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
The French retro science instruments site this comes from is not much help:
They call this item “INJECTOR A PEAR”, described as “Very beautiful small injecting with pear with pipe out of rubber and ivory nozzle.”
To me, it looks like a douching system from the days when nobody had any water pressure.
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Monday, July 7th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
The filename on this vintage nude suggests that it dates from 1967:
Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Continuing the flood of summery nakedness, I offer this vintage beach nude:
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Friday, June 20th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
As any woodworker can tell you, it’s always important to keep a firm grasp on your work. This vintage photograph (which I found on alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. spanking) demonstrates the principle in the context of private education:
Declining educational standards are everywhere, I tell you! Surely Paris Hilton and Britney Spears didn’t have tutors who were this enthusiastic and involved?
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Friday, June 6th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
This is one of those old snapshots that grown children sometimes worry about finding in a shoe box in the attic. It was back when the kids were babies, in that first crackerbox of a house over in that little neighborhood about three blocks from the tracks, and after Mom saved enough green stamps to get Dad a camera and darkroom kit for his birthday, how could she refuse to model for him in the garden?
Found on Usenet.
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Thursday, May 29th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
I’m really not sure what I can say that would be useful about this vintage margarine advertisement. Except of course, the obvious: When I see the phrase “taste the sweeter flavor a woman makes”, I’m not thinking about margarine. My guess is, even in ninteen-fifty-whatever, neither was Mr. Filbert, who was probably laughing his ass off for the entire time this ad was in national distribution:
Via Vintage Ads.
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Friday, May 23rd, 2008 -- by Bacchus
A nice vintage nudie photograph, starring a model with an unusual facial expression:
Tuesday, May 6th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Long ago, when dinosaurs walked the earth, cell phones were bigger than popsicles, and P2P file sharing had just been invented, I was testing out the original Napster, or maybe it was an early version of Gnutella, and this balloon swallowing video (.flv format) was one of the first video files I downloaded.
I was reminded of this when I found yet another vintage photo that had to be shared. There’s just something about those balloons:
Monday, April 21st, 2008 -- by Bacchus
What, has it really been three whole weeks since I posted something from my Usenet files? Why, I believe it has:
For the curious, here’s what the image looked like when I found it:
More artifact than image, really, in its found-in-the-wild form.
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Tuesday, April 8th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
BJ from BJ’s Gay Porno-crazed Ramblings is one of the very few people on my blogroll who have been doing this sex blog thing longer than I have. He appears to have a vintage gay porn collection of enormous depth and scope, bits of which he sometimes blogs about when he offers them (the bits) for sale on eBay. It is, however, exceedingly rare for BJ to mention anything that might involve the risk of girl-cooties, which makes this description doubly hilarious:
WARNING! DANGER!
I can only hope you read the warning! danger! before clicking for the clip. It’s from my all-time favorite (porno) film, BUT it involves a chick. To my closest friends who know me as a Kinsey 8, the fact that I can not only watch, but actually enjoy this scene is bewildering. Roy Garrett goes to the local porno shop (in rural Montana in 1982 – willing suspension of disbelief, anyone?) and winds up feeding dollars to Jolene (wonderfully portrayed by Suzanne Tyson, who you no doubt remember form the 1981 classic, Wanda Whips Wall Street, but I digress…) and doing terrible, disgusting, sickening things – meaning he touches “it”, she touches her own “it”, he even… oh, I can’t even type it… but there’s also these two other guys watching, and watching each other. It’s not about gaysex, it’s about Male Bonding (with a vengeance, as the video box says).
I —– JUST —– LOVE IT!
He’s talking about a film called Heatstroke, and he’s kindly included a link to a ten minute clip.
Monday, March 31st, 2008 -- by Bacchus
I can’t seem to stay away from the vintage:
Look at her face, boys, look at her face. Make eye contact. Smile. You know the drill!
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Monday, March 24th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
OK, so there’s been a long string of vintage and classic erotica around here lately. Is it time for something nice and modern and filthy?
Why, yes, I think it might be. Will an anal fisting “cartoon” do the trick, do you suppose?
Found this one at Spank Slaves: The Blog.
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Friday, March 21st, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Remember Leda And The Buttsecks Swan? Well, here’s a more typical nude Leda from alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage:
Friday, March 14th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
From Vintage Lust:
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Saturday, March 8th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
If I ran the zoo:
Forget buckets, she HAZ A TUBZ!
From Usenet.
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Friday, February 22nd, 2008 -- by Bacchus
I’m not a comics guy, so I don’t know much about fumetti comics except that the vintage ones I keep stumbling over tend to be Italian and feature sex and violence combined in shocking and politically incorrect ways.
Lately I have several times run across the Groovy Age of Horror blog while doing Google image searches. It’s a resource for all manner of vintage pulpy wonderfulness, but the excerpted fumetti comics (complete with high quality scans of every panel) are one of the best features of the site. Example: all the good parts from Macho #3 as reprinted in Pecatti #1. You really need to follow the link, because while I’m “borrowing” Jaakko’s dry commentary in the block-quoting below, I’m only reprinting cropped and reduced details from a few panels of the artwork; the commentary-plus-complete-panels is a much more vivid experience. As Jaakko tells the story:
It’s called Il Clan Dei Centurioni (The Clan of Centurions), and it teaches us a new, fun way of defusing a stick of dynamite stuffed into a bodily orifice. Watch and learn, kids! First the bad guys chain Macho to the roof. Then they rape him, much to his delight. Then they stick a dynamite stick up his butt. Fortunately Macho is bisexual, and his girlfriend soon rushes to help him.
Wait a minute, what the hell?
Apparently this girl really loves using her mouth.
And thus, when Macho’s gay friends arrive, they find a horrifying sight: Macho is getting a blow-job… from a woman. Oh, the humanity! The End.
Sunday, February 17th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
From much the same era, or perhaps a bit earlier, in which Chairman Mao was trying to swap away ten million women, we have American Airlines grousing about people stealing its friendly stewardesses. The following was captioned “People keep stealing our stewardesses.”
And the explanation:
Within two years, most of our stewardesses will leave us for other men.
This isn’t surprising.
A girl who can smile for 5 and a half hours is hard to find.
Not to mention a wife who can remember what 124 people want for dinner.
(And tell you all about meteorology and jets, if that’s what you’re looking for in a woman.)
But these are not the things that brought on our problem.
It’s the kind of girl we hire. Being beautiful just isn’t enough.
(We don’t mean it isn’t important. We just mean it isn’t enough.)
So if there’s one thing we look for, it’s girls who like people. And you can’t do that and then tell them not to like people too much.
All you can do is put a new wing on your stewardess college to keep up with demand.
American Airlines
From Vintage Ads.
Sunday, February 10th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Remember this vintage blowjob? Well, I’m pretty sure this picture from Vintage Lust is from the same series or photoset:
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Wednesday, February 6th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
“Pessary” is one of those vocabulary words that I have been aware of since I was a kid. I’d see it in old books or older magazines, and somehow I gained the vague sense that it had something to do with, uh, “feminine hygiene”. Which meant, I really didn’t want to know.
Well, here’s a picture:
According to Accoucheur’s Antique Midwifery Fact Files (link via Bondage Blog, which in itself should tell you something):
Intrauterine Wishbones & Stem Plugs
It was illegal to sell or promote any form of contraceptives during early 1900s. These birth control devices were sold and advertised as pessaries. They were place in the cervix with the stem inside the uterine cavity. These pessaries were the forerunners of the modern day IUDs.
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Tuesday, February 5th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Remember this antique set of penis sheaths?
While, here’s another slightly different set, including cock rings and maybe even one-half of a set of ben-wa balls:
I’m not sure if these are made of carved horn, ivory, or Bakelite, but it’s obvious that they were carefully crafted and expensive sex toy sets.
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Tuesday, January 29th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Except for the script looking vaguely Arabic in appearance to my untrained eye, I know not a thing about the cultural provenance of this vintage-looking happy ring of sodomy:
I even found it on some malware-infested website published in some other alphabet I do not know, and it was in the company of a bunch of “borrowed” images there, so your guess is as good as mine.
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Saturday, January 26th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
I could be mistaken, but this looks like artwork from one of those old vintage woodcut illustrations that were printed up on Ex Libris bookplates for the very private lending libraries of wealthy and eccentric gentlemen:
Found on Usenet.
Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Here’s a surreal old French postcard, featuring the very flower of beautiful nude womanhood:
From Vintage Lust.
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Friday, January 18th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Just another one of the perks of being a doctor, as imagined in 1950s-vintage lad-magazine cartoonery:
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Thursday, January 17th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
This ancient engraving comes from an early edition of the report on Perry’s first expedition to Japan:
Here’s the large version.
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Thursday, January 3rd, 2008 -- by Bacchus
I stumbled over these vintage shots of Ginger Lynn [update: or not] in a collection of old porn magazine scans. I thought her “orgasm faces” were pretty and fun and worth sharing:
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Sunday, December 23rd, 2007 -- by Bacchus
Here’s what I want for Christmas:
No, no, you bunch of silly heads.
Not the girl.
“No thanks, I’ve already got one! She’s verra naahce.”
At this point the women in the audience are looking puzzled. But a few of the men are with me.
Let’s zoom in:
That’s right. I purely do admire that authentic vintage Allis-Chalmers tractor sign, there in the background, on the dungeon wall. I’m not really a tractor buff, but antique machinery ads are always fun. And that one’s probably been hanging there (on the wall of the San Francisco armory, I’m guessing) for decades.
Ah, well, we don’t always get what we want. How about, for consolation, another shot of the girl (Princess Donna) looking outraged at her (collared to a post and standing on a spiked plank) circumstances?
Somebody get the lady a candy cane to suck on!
Pictures are courtesy of Device Bondage.
Sunday, December 23rd, 2007 -- by Bacchus
Last night I saw three television commercials in a row starring women in cute-but-slutty red elf costumes. When I remarked to the Nymph, she looked at me like I was mentally slow, and said “Well, it’s that time of year, dear.”
I suppose it is. So here I am, jumping on the bandwagon, and here’s your woman in (half of) an elf costume:
I found it on Usenet, where the original file name suggested a possible initial publication in an early men’s magazine called Monsieur.
Thursday, December 13th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
Although Vintage Lust is mostly about the hardcore man-and-woman sort of vintage sex, there’s a little something there for everyone:
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Friday, December 7th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
I love the way this vintage salon almost-nude picture hints at bondage without quite daring to actually have or show any:
Via Eye Candy Blog by way of Bondage Blog.
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Friday, November 16th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
You’ve got to study this vintage orgy photograph pretty hard to make out all the details of what’s going on, but it’s worth the effort:
I suppose if you’re going to throw an orgy, you might as well do it up proud!
From Vintage Lust.
Tuesday, October 30th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
Remember the vintage “woman with skeleton” from last Halloween?
Well, the Stygian depths of my hard drive have spat up another vintage photo featuring the same skeleton prop. This one has been either hand tinted, or Photoshopped to resemble same, but unfortunately whatever editing has been done seems strong to my eye, and has eaten some of the photographic texture:
Larger version here.
Sunday, October 28th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
This is a bit more convincing than the auto-cunnilingus artwork or the ancient darkroom magic version:
Via the pictures.erotica.vintage Usenet newsgroup.
Friday, October 12th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
Remember my Strap-On Sex, Circa 1910 post in which I teased Susie Bright about inventing the strap-on dildo? Well, now (courtesy of Vintage Lust, a fresh-but-promising trove of vintage sex pictures) we have yet another fine vintage image of lesbian strap-on sex:
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Saturday, October 6th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
Slate recently published A Slide Show History Of The Vibrator. It’s fascinating. Who knew Hamilton Beach used to make vibrators? Here’s one of their models:
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Friday, October 5th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
He thinks he’s sooo smooth. Hell, he probably thinks he invented the old “I’ll show you how to ride a bicycle as an excuse to run my fingers all over your pretty butt” routine.
Meanwhile, she has him exactly where she wants him.
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Monday, September 17th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
OK, ladies and select gentlemen: you owe me for this one. OMG Blog calls this the “infamous two-fisting hooker scene”:
Yes, that’s Gerard Depardieu and Robert De Niro the both of them, nekkid as jaybirds and getting simultaneous handjobs from a multi-tasking hooker. Celebrities would not be nearly as entertaining if they didn’t all have a “I was young and broke and unknown and naked” phase!
The movie was something called Novocento, back in 1976. OMG Blog has more, including a video clip.
Saturday, September 15th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
A reader who wishes to remain anonymous sent in the following bit of vintage femdom art, which is probably attributable to the artist “Jim” and to the second quarter of the 20th century. Since the ladies who frequent this blog are always clamoring for more dick, I figured some Saturday morning whippin’ and drippin’ would not be out of order.
The first thing that struck me about this drawing… no, scratch that.
After I got over the whole male panic thing (“aah, balls, don’t be showing me balls, and especially don’t be beating on THE BALLS!“), the first thing that struck me about this drawing was the cruelty of the foot bondage. That wall could be fourteen inches high and his posture wouldn’t be much different, not with cables cinched tight around his Achilles tendons to enforce the tippy-toed stance.
The second thing that struck me is that this is that it’s another area where the march of technology has marched onwards since the picture was drawn. Are you sadly deficient in dungeon space? Does your bedroom lack thirty extra square feet in which to erect a permanent five-foot wooden bulwark that’s bolted down with iron strapping? Well, you’re in luck! Because these days, there’s a handy portable equivalent called The Humbler. It’s a bulwark in a box — just snap it around the balls and behind the thighs and you’re in business. Complete with bonus electrodes for (shudder) double bonus fun.
At this point I’d normally be talking about the miracle of technology and how great it is that everything gets smaller over time. Unfortunately I’m still distracted by the faint voice in my head that’s still screaming “Aaiieee, not the BALLS!”
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Monday, September 10th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
I don’t have an iPhone — I’m not a huge fan of expensive devices locked to a single carrier with notoriously awful customer service — but I admit that they do look awfully nifty. And, ever since Boing Boing put out the call for erotic wallpaper, I’ve been mindful that the specs for iPhone wallpaper (320px by 480px at 160dpi, according to Boing Boing) aren’t too different from the image sizes that usually appear here on ErosBlog.
Accordingly, when I stumbled across two extremely explicit sex drawings by Swedish artist Anders Zorn, I thought it would be fun to share them here with iPhone wallpaper sizing ( according to Boing Boing):
Please do let me know if anyone finds this useful. It would be simple to post more stuff in this size if people enjoy that feature.
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Saturday, September 8th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
This could only come from Spanking Blog: a vintage sex picture featuring two naked people and a whip, where everybody’s having fun:
Tuesday, August 28th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
The reader who sent me this vintage photo claims this beauty is “the most beautiful woman ever”. I dunno about that, but she’s surely very beautiful. I doubt she ever got kicked out of bed for eating crackers:
Thursday, July 26th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
Ah, the long hot days of summer, the picnics, the lounging in the shade, the naked girls tickling each other with bits of foilage:
From the newish and very pretty Eye Candy Blog.
Saturday, July 7th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
No, wait, she is a picture postcard:
From alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage.
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Friday, June 29th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
Somebody got this photograph backwards. I’m sure there are a couple of guys out there who would shell out a few clams to see what the clam shells are covering:
And now you know the truth. You’ve seen it with your own eyes. In Japan, the women have enormous… clams.
From vintage alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. asian.
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Thursday, May 31st, 2007 -- by Bacchus
Sneaking into the girls’ locker room for a peek or a picture — I doubt there’s a guy alive who hasn’t mused a bit over the possibilities. Obviously this is not a new idea:
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Wednesday, May 23rd, 2007 -- by Bacchus
This awesome vintage nude Cleopatra figure is from the astounding [and, sadly, deleted somewhen after 2007] photostream of Flickr user silvernightingale, your go-to person for vintage harem girls, showgirls, belly dancers, divas, and so forth.
2019 update: I managed to find a somewhat larger version of this image, in a shape and framing suggesting it was originally a stereoscope view:
Tuesday, May 8th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
Time for another vintage photo from Usenet:
Classic wallet porn, complete with folds.
The smile and the non-commercial posing make me wonder this might not be a genuine amateur “my wife with no pants” picture.
Monday, April 30th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
I love the proud stance of the woman in this vintage nude photo from Titty Blog:
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Friday, April 13th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
I never get tired of the old “French Postcards” vintage nudes:
From Usenet.
Monday, March 19th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
It’s Monday, so please allow me to brighten your day with some vintage girl-on-girl hippie action:
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Saturday, March 10th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
This bit of vintage strap-on porn is here to serve as yet another in the constant series of necessary reminders that there ain’t nothin’ new under the sun, or under the pornographer’s lights either. If you’re from the generation that thinks Susie Bright and her merry band of On Our Backs lesbian wenches invented the strap-on dildo, you’ve got another think coming:
Tuesday, February 20th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
Another advantage to being flexible — as if we needed another advantage — is that it lets you suck your own toes (or chew your own toenails I suppose, if you run that way), as seen in this fine vintage photograph:
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Wednesday, February 7th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
Generally when I post vintage photos, I have to delete half a dozen comments bitching about body hair. Kids these days, you’d think their fashions were some sort of natural law. (Anyway, my solution to that is to post more vintage photographs; eventually maybe the lesson will soak in that fashions change, and that history is not automatically gross. Never mind the more subtle truth that fashions in body hair vary along demographic lines, even today. In short, your mom may have more pussy hair than your favorite waxed-and-plucked porn starlet, and your dad still thinks your mom is hot. Exercise coping skills.)
Moving rapidly along: but what is a body to do when the notable vintage hairdos in question are on heads?
For help in pondering that, I offer up this taxonomy of hairdos from a 70’s Ebony magazine. Enjoy!
Tuesday, January 23rd, 2007 -- by Bacchus
OK, I used that title just so I could pick on it. But first, the vintage porn:
Now, what’s wrong with my title? In general, there’s a number of reasons why I don’t normally throw the word “lesbian” around loosely when characterizing what Rick Santorum might call “woman on woman” porn.
First of all, there’s the moron factor. Thirty years of greasy-idiot pornographers shouting “Hot Lesbo Fucking!” every time they get two naked ladies in the same photographic frame has sort of polluted the swimming pool.
At a deeper level, even when you’ve got two women actually doing sexual things to each other in a photograph, it’s never clear to me that you’ve got enough information to attach that “lesbian” label. Yeah, lesbian women have sex with each other (by all reports, anyway, I haven’t witnessed it with my own eyes) but even with my dim and primitive grasp of gender politics, I’m reasonably confident that there might be greater depth to lesbian identification. I don’t think you can reliably attach labels like that based on photographic evidence alone.
And finally, there’s the fundamental deceit present in all posed photographic art. Porn models tend to do what they’re paid to do, and it doesn’t say much about who they are. Calling a woman a lesbian because she poses sexually with another woman is like calling an author a Catholic because he writes a story with a priest in it.
Which is really my point about this picture. The suggestive touching is one thing, but I’m not seeing any enthusiasm in the faces of the models. Which would make this bad lesbian porn, if lesbian porn it were.
Over-analyze much? Why, yes thank you, I don’t mind if I do.
Wednesday, January 17th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
I don’t usually post hardcore sex pictures here, but to me this is more of a hardcore smiling picture. You don’t usually see porn starlets looking this gosh-darn happy about the sex they are having:
This is from one of those adult BBS CDs, which are turning into a vintage porn genre all their own. The white lace says “wedding night sex”, but the ballerina slippers make me wonder. And that doesn’t look like wedding undies wrapped around her ankles, either.
Update: It turns out that the original ur-source on this is a 1991 Color Climax porn magazine starring Alicyn Sterling, Peter North, and Jon Dough in a shoot titled “Dance Lovers.” Alicyn plays a dance student who needs some intense personal instruction for a new role…
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Tuesday, December 26th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Another vintage erotic gem:
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Tuesday, December 19th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
It’s getting along toward Christmas, so I think I’ll break out a few holiday images I’ve found this year. This one — featuring the lovely Janet Pilgrim of 1950s Playboy fame — shows the kind of presents-opening party we all enjoy:
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Wednesday, November 15th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Another striking vintage photo, a pair of pretty nude sunbathers on a sunny day. But something about their features makes me think: perhaps these two are mother and daughter?
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Friday, November 10th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Here’s a vintage erotic image (perhaps a French postcard or salon card) that’s rare because of its subject matter (female masturbation, rarely treated in the early porn) and because of the delicate hand-tinting it received:
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Sunday, November 5th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
I love the vintage porn. And here, from Bondage Blog, is a premium sample of it: nice hot rear-entry sex on the bed, with a blindfold to add just that little extra touch of kinky spice:
Monday, September 25th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Another lovely vintage photograph:
Friday, August 25th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Yes, I know, enough with the pictures already, but for some reason I’ve been on something of a visual surfing jag lately. Text isn’t grabbing my interest, but the pictures? Mmmm, yes. And so, here’s another vintage “wallet photo” bit of illicit porn from days of yore:
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Friday, August 11th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Old postcard nudes are a favorite of mine, but this one from Rare Erotica is just about the prettiest I’ve ever seen:
Thursday, August 3rd, 2006 -- by Bacchus
I was busy last month when Violet Blue wrote up the Vintage Spanking Photos blog:
A wonderfully simple concept, the Vintage Spanking Blog features a regularly updated installment of pictures of lusciously round, imminently smackable female bottoms from times gone by … or at least squirmier, sore-cheeked times of yore…
Busy I was, but I did make a mental note that I wanted to pass on the link. This is “pretty bottoms” week on Vintage Spanking:
Mmm, indeed it is.
Sunday, July 23rd, 2006 -- by Bacchus
These old wallet-porn black-and-whites are too posed to be candid, but a nice shower scene is timeless:
Tuesday, July 18th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
First, the yummy illustration:
Now, the mini-rant:
I found this picture in a gallery of vintage erotic illustrations. The artwork is probably French, but was published about a hundred years ago in an erotic book printed in Russian. The art is uncopyrighted and uncopyrightable. It cannot be owned.
Since the gallery was quite handsome and contained many vintage erotic gems, I right-clicked this image with the intent of saving it, blogging about it, and linking to the website where I found it, as per normal. The way most folks reckon such things, such an Erosblog link would be a good thing.
But instead of getting the image, my browser saved something called “spacer.gif”. Huh? So I took a second look.
Turns out the woman who built the website claims copyright on these images, and has taken extraordinary (but ineffective) measures to prevent people from saving or sharing them. When you click an image on that page, a javascript is launched that opens a new window. That window throws up transparent gifs for both image and background, but then calls a .php function that loads the actual image from a protected directory, and defines it as an object background using CSS. The result is that there’s no way, using normal browser tools, to right click and save the image.
Of course, screen capture software works just fine.
So what did this woman accomplish? She annoyed me mildly by interrupting the flow of my blogging, and then she really pissed me off by claiming bogus intellectual property rights she does not have. Worst of all from her perspective, her grabby-fingered effort to maintain possession of this image means that in my mind, she’s not deserving of the usual link courtesy. She went to a lot of effort to shoot herself in the foot.
Here endeth the rant.
Wednesday, July 5th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
I’m entertained by the juxtaposition in this image of a classic-but-crass pussy-in-your-face porn pose with the “classy” touch of the gloves and shoes. Of course this image (from alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage) is from the era when people like your mother wore spike heels like that:
Tuesday, June 13th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
We all know that frying bacon in the nude is an adventure, but these ladies seem to be scrambling eggs, which is safer. Is somebody getting breakfast in bed?
Vintage photo is from alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage.
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Friday, June 9th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
If you’ve had any experience at all with the adventure that is following blind links on the internet, then this will be exactly what you expect:
Pussy Bondage
And here’s the ErosBlog equivalent of Boing Boing’s unicorn chaser:
Bondage Blowjob
Sunday, June 4th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Almost two years ago I posted my controversial opinion that blogging services suck, citing an incident where LiveJournal killed a vibrant vintage erotica resource and concluding:
Anything worth doing on the internet is worth doing at your own domain that you control.
I still feel this way. Latest evidence, from LiveJournal again: apparently they are threatening to suspend users who dare to display the dreaded nipple, even when it belongs to the Virgin Mary and is being suckled by none less holy than the Blessed Baby Jesus:
Picking to the bottom of a huge flapdoodle with many nuances, the bottom line is that LiveJournal recently changed a FAQ explaining its TOS; the TOS prohibits “inappropriate” imagery, and the FAQ change nerfed a “graphically sexual” interpretation of “inappropriate”, replacing it with a “nudity” interpretation. In short, the prudishness got kicked up several notches. Obviously, folks object to the idea that all nudity is inappropriate by definition, because it’s such a fundamentally silly and stupid idea.
LiveJournal owner Six Apart has issued the classic corporate non-apology, stating in effect (I’m paraphrasing, and not with sympathy) “We’re sorry our new no-nipple policy makes us look stupid and bad, but we’re really not stupid and bad, so we’re not sorry for doing stupid bad stuff to our users, and we’re gonna keep doing it, neener neener, thank you for your support.”
In the Making Light post cited above, a commenter offers up a potential explanation of the corporate business pressures that might be responsible for all this anti-nipple stupidity. He then concludes with a version of my point from two years ago:
But the one thing this whole debacle proves is, you should never trust a public corporation to hold your blog or social network, because they will always try to place the interests of their shareholders ahead of the desires of their customers.
Exactly. Get your own domain, and get it hosted by somebody smart who knows he’s selling bandwidth, and that you’re the customer. And if you want to show some nipple, make sure your host has customers who sell real pornography on their sites. I promise, a web host with customers selling Street Blowjobs or Cum Fiesta is just going to laugh like hell at anyone who emails to complain about your nipples, whether or not there’s a baby attached.
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Friday, June 2nd, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Just to mix things up a bit, here’s a bit of vintage gay porn from BJ, who sells this sort of thing on Ebay when he can get away with it, and distributes free samples on his blog:
BJ wonders about splinters, and I’m convinced there’s a stupid pun in here somewhere involving the word “wood”, but I’m not going to stretch for it.
Saturday, May 6th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
I differ from the usual run of sex bloggers in that I’m not as urban as seems to be the norm. My roots are rural, and I don’t freak out when the only coffee in the county is called “coffee” and costs less than a buck.
So I can tell you with some authority that there remain, in this vast country of ours, a fair few young men whose entire ambition is to get some land, plant it, find a good farm wife, and settle down to a life of endless unremunerative hard labor. The good farm wife, as you can imagine, is a very important factor in this bucolic vision of paradise.
Thus I can well imagine the reaction of some young rural swain as he spies this Venus arising from the stock-watering tank:
And the reaction is this: “Yup, she’ll do.”
Hey, at least he knows she knows how to ride a pitchfork.
Picture is from Usenet.
Wednesday, May 3rd, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Sometimes I think I grow jaded. My first thought, upon seeing this vintage whipping illustration from Spanking Blog, was: “Why is she wearing his hat?”
Wednesday, April 26th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
I tell you what, if they conducted women’s boxing in the manner shown in this vintage picture, it would be a lot more popular:
The picture (from a postcard most of a century old) also proves that the “pay models to fight with their clothes off” porn concept was not invented by Ultimate Surrender and its ilk.
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Sunday, April 9th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Although I linked early to Ethnorotica because of its general high style and because it’s the not-so-secret project of Lex from the excellent Naked Loft Party, I’m not fundamentally sympathetic to its “shine a light on the best in ethnic erotica” mission. I guess I’m still old-fashioned enough to dream of a world where a pretty naked woman is judged not by the color of her skin, but by the contents of her birthday suit. When it comes to ethnicity in porn, I myself am frequently oblivious; I’ve posted pretty pictures on this blog and been taken aback by comments that mentioned the color of the models, because that was not one of the features I noticed. Frankly, people who do notice make me a little nervous; I have a hard time imagining benign reasons for categorizing people by color in any context.
All of which is by way of lengthy introduction to this vintage postcard beauty, which may not be exactly the sort of ethnorotica Lex has in mind:
This postcard (which is probably pre-1970s, judging from the scalloped edges) appears to be a fairly late entry in the 120-year-old category of “ethnic nude” postcard photography. I’m not generally inclined to post these vintage postcard pictures, because their focus on “ethnic” identity strikes me as a poor reason to take or display nude photos. But beauty is beauty, and sometimes good art (or good porn) happens for bad reasons. I find this young woman’s picture just too pretty not to share.
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Friday, March 31st, 2006 -- by Bacchus
This vintage Irving Klaw bondage photo is from Bondage Blog. I like her wide-eyed expression, but as usual with these vintage pictures, it’s the impressive layers of armoring lingerie that steal the show:
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Thursday, March 23rd, 2006 -- by Bacchus
So, there was this girlfriend once. I took her tent camping to a spectacular place in a fairly cool climate, and I made sure we had two new sleeping bags that zipped together into one big one. My first hint that the relationship was in trouble was when she refused to let me zip them together. It was all downhill from there.
Somehow, I don’t think it’s going to be cool (metaphorically or otherwise) in this tent tonight:
Picture is from Usenet.
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Thursday, March 16th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Judging by the hair and the beads and the vintage tones of the color photography, this happy scene from Usenet might date all the way back to the original Summer Of Love. No matter, it’s clearly a summer of love:
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Saturday, March 11th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
One feature of vintage pornography, now mostly vanished, is the anti-clerical, anti-papist depictions of Catholic clergy. Early erotic novels, which mostly tended to be contraband anyway, were chock-full of priests, nuns, and monks run sexually amok in orgiastic golcondas of kinky sex, rape, and flagellation involving each other, whatever innocent children they could seduce or kidnap from their flocks, and sundry nearby farm animals. One doesn’t see so much of that in modern pornography, but there was a bit of it remaining in the hardcore porn of the 1960s and 1970s, which this appears to be:
One could almost surmise, from the hopefully expectant expressions on the nuns’ faces, that they are praying for (and working for) a sudden shower of manna. Nun bukkake, anyone?
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Friday, February 24th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
I don’t know whether this ever-so-cute underdressed skier is engaged in a demure mooning, or whether she suffered a failure of her outerwear. Either way, I thought it was a great image to share in honor of the concluding Winter Olympics:
Tuesday, February 14th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Monday, February 13th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Given that so many spanking illustrations feature punishment of one sort or another, it’s refreshing to find a piece of vintage spanking art (via Spanking Blog) that appears to be all about pleasure. Here we have two ladies, a tropical bird tapestry, a lot of pillows, and a whippy cane:
Any woman who’s ever complained of tongues flagging prematurely will sure appreciate this novel approach to maintaining proper levels of oral enthusiasm.
Friday, February 10th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Here’s a great page of scanned covers from vintage Japanese nudie magazines. Nothing explicit, but it’s still fun to see:
Saturday, February 4th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
This time it’s a vintage handjob:
It’s interesting that her face is shown while his is not. Could this be, like much early erotic photography, an essentially amateur production? Perhaps by a couple of well-to-do “gentlemen” who dare not commit their faces to film, making a souvenir of a dalliance with a lower-status woman who does not care, or cannot afford to object?
Thursday, February 2nd, 2006 -- by Aphrodite
There’s something about vintage sexy pictures that I really like. Part of it is that being in the smut business was, well, smuttier back then. People’s expressions are different too. Some look bored, others look kind of embarrassed or high, and sometimes they look like they’re really enjoying themselves, not in today’s fake-smile way. You also learn alot, like that all kinds of kink happened way back when. Here are some pictures that show what I mean.
She looks like she’s sizing her victim up! Will he get the switch or not? (And what is up with that goofy hat on the chair?)
The next lady is one of the ones that look like they’re really enjoying themselves and will rip anybody that criticizes her a new one.
When I saw this picture the song “Afternoon Delight” popped into my head, and now it’s stuck there, ugh.
But she is lovely and it would be delightful to splash with her. Thanks to Retro Raunch for all these pictures, and lots more! Their pictures are better than these, because I shrank these some. Also a big thank you kiss to Wombat at Kiss & Blog for telling us chicks that confidence is sexy, even when our body isn’t perfect. That’s true for you guys, too.
Saturday, January 14th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
To wash the taste of spam out of my mouth, how about some nice vintage nude women playing pinball?
Friday, December 30th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Another vintage oral sex photo from Usenet:
I’d say she has a firm grasp on the task at hand….
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Sunday, December 4th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Like the man said, I don’t know much about art, but I know what I like:
This would be fine art even if it weren’t in the fancy frame!
From alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage.
Friday, November 18th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
This looks like an artifact from that notorious decade before my time, when folks got naked a lot, smoked whatever they could find, drank hard, ate hard, laughed hard, and grasped life by the short and curlies without fearing the consequences. I’ve never been to a dinner party like the one shown in this vintage photograph, but it sure looks like fun!
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Saturday, October 29th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
I’m going to be on the road a lot for the next couple of weeks, so blogging may be light. Since I’ll be driving some through farming country, I suppose it’s appropriate to leave you with more vintage photographs of nude women and livestock.
First, of course, we have the ever popular nude woman and her horse:
Nothing suprising there. But what the heck is going on in this next picture?
Lady, that’s a sheep on a chain, not a lingerie rack!
Tuesday, October 25th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
This is a pretty picture postcard from the “French Postcard” era, in the category postcard collectors call “Arab Nudes”:
There’s a whole page of them here; thanks to Good Shit for the link.
Thursday, October 20th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Where I live, autumn is well advanced, winter is coming, snow is creeping down the mountains, and it’s increasingly grey and dreary out. So finding this sunny vintage picture postcard of nude sunbathing lovelies high above the California coast brightened my day considerably, as I hope it will brighten yours:
Of course, I have no proof that scene’s in California; I’m working from clues in the visible architecture and vegetation, but there are many other sunny possibilities.
Sunday, October 9th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Just how big was it? Please hold still while our lovely volunteer from the audience gets a quick measure:
Vintage porn star image from alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. pornstar.
Friday, September 30th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
From Usenet:
Update: Added sardonic “not” to the post title because people were not catching the sarcasm.
Thursday, September 15th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Time for another gem from alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage:
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Tuesday, September 6th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
It’s no suprise that nearly-naked catfighting is an old tradition, and not something they just dreamed up over at Ultimate Surrender. Still, I love this vintage 1960’s comic book cover approach to the genre:
Thanks to comics blogger Johnny Bacardi for the illustration.
Tuesday, August 30th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Fellows, can you belive it? There was once a time so backwards, so primitive, that not only did they have to shoot pinup models with black-and-white film, but a pretty girl like this couldn’t find a gentleman to scratch her back, and so she had to make use of primitive wooden tools to get the job done. Shocking!
Yet another gem from alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage.
Tuesday, August 9th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
One of the neat things about downloading dirty pictures from Usenet is the way you can stumble across images that are deliciously bizarre. Like this one from alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage:
As the kids these days like to say: WTF? Is there actually a vinyl-reindeer-antler-sucking fetish out there, or was this model merely bored that day?
Friday, July 22nd, 2005 -- by Bacchus
My obsession with vintage pinup photos from Usenet continues unabated, but the email I’m getting suggests that nobody minds overmuch. Here’s my latest find:
All I can say is: “Yum!”
Monday, July 11th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
I had to share this stunning vintage photo of the justly-famous British pinup model June Palmer:
Spankable in at least two meanings of the word, I’d say. Via Usenet.
Thursday, July 7th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Sometimes, commentary is superfluous:
From Bondage Blog.
Sunday, June 19th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
In case you thought tentacle sex was a modern Japanese kink, this vintage shunga image ought to disabuse you:
The artist is the famous Katsushika Hokusai, who died in 1849. What’s more, there’s a link at Tentacle Porn to a putative translation of the script surrounding the image. No warranties, express or implied:
OCTOPUS MAXIMUS: My wish comes true at last, this day of days; finally I
have you in my grasp! Your “bobo” is ripe and full, how wonderful! Superior
to all others! To suck and suck and suck some more. After we do ot
masterfully, I’ll guide yo to the Dragon Palace of the Sea God and envelope
you. “Zuu sufu sufu chyu chyu chyu tsu zuu fufufuuu…”
MAIDEN: You hateful octopus! Your sucking at the mouth of my womb makes me
gasp for breath! Aah! yes… it’s… There.!!! With the sucker, the
sucker!! inside, squiggle, squiggle, Oooh! Oooh, good, Oooh good! There,
there! Theeeeere! Goood! Whew! Aah! Good, good, Aaaaaaaaaah! Not yet!
Until now it was I that men called an octopus! An octopus! Ooh! Whew! How
are you able…!? Ooh! “yoyoyooh, Saa… Hicha hicha gucha gucha, yuchyuu
chyu guzu guzu suu suuu….”
OCTOPUS MAXIMUS: All eigth legs (arms?) to interwine with!! How do you like
it htis way? Ah, look! The inside has swollen, moistened by the warm waters
of lust. “Nura nura doku doku doku…”
MAIDEN: Yes, it tingles now; soon there will be no sensation at all left my
hips. Ooooooh! Boundaries and borders gone! I ‘ve Vanished….!!!!!!
OCTOPUS MINIMUM: After daddy finishes, I too want to rub and rub my suckers
at the ridge of your furry place until you disappear and then I’ll suck
some more, “chyu chyu..”
Wednesday, June 8th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
For some reason this vintage sex picture reminds me of those old cartoons that showed hungry characters sitting expectantly at the dinner table with a knife in one fist and a fork in the other. Dinnertime!
From Usenet.
Wednesday, May 11th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Vintage bondage photos are everywhere, but these ladies just struck me as prettier than normal for the genre:
Pictures like this also make me wonder whether we didn’t lose something when we minimized the number and size and complexity of lady’s undergarments….
Friday, April 29th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
I can’t stop posting these old vintage sex photos. Every time I look at alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage (“Just for a moment” is what I always tell myself) I find something I have to share, like this:
Although this picture makes me wonder. If you were the man in this picture, would you really prefer that the “extra” woman hold your leg up in the air? Surely there are more erotic services she could be performing at that moment.
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Saturday, April 16th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
I like this corset photograph from Usenet:
Lovely curves, too!
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Friday, April 8th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
The quality on this vintage oral sex picture may not be the best, but I had to share it anyway. Isn’t that just about the happiest smile you’ve ever seen in porn?
From Usenet.
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Saturday, March 12th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
So when the man said “I like to take my girl out for walks in the woods” I guess I didn’t really have the right mental picture:
But seriously, I don’t know who the photographer is. I found this one on Usenet.
Tuesday, February 15th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
I find it ironic, really. In the years I’ve been doing this sex blog, I’ve read a lot of other sex blogs, the vast majority of which seem to be written by women. Whenever one of these women talks about trying internet personals or doing any other project that involves making an email address available, she almost invariably grouses about guys who open hailing frequencies by sending along pictures of their penises.
Aphrodite has to be different — she’s now the one woman on the internet who has actually solicited dick pictures. If I were a betting man, I’d bet that the pictures will still be flowing into that email address five years from now.
Me, if I’ve got to see a dick, I still prefer that somewhere in the picture, there’s a woman paying it some friendly attention. Call me old fashioned, like this picture:
From Usenet.
Wednesday, February 2nd, 2005 -- by Bacchus
In days of yore, when men were men, and pledges were sore….
I went to a blessedly frat-free college, and this picture is way before my time anyway. So I don’t really know if the whole frat-spanking thing was ever real, or is more an artifact of collegiate legend, writ larger in the nostalgic recollections of drunken alumni.
But I figured Aphrodite and the “more pictures of guys” choir would appreciate these young men bent over in their athletic briefs:
Thanks to Spanking Blog.
And now the Nymph and I are off to catch the train for New Orleans. Mardi Gras here we come!
Monday, January 17th, 2005 -- by Aphrodite
I love visiting Corset Dreams. There’s always alot of beautiful items there…..some are too frilly to appeal to me, but others stop me in my tracks. Here’s one I saw recently that hit all my buttons:
Simple, sexy corset…..vintage styling…..and made of leather. Hot stuff! The lady looks good enough to be a RetroRaunch pinup, too.
Thursday, December 30th, 2004 -- by Bacchus
As the old line goes: “I don’t know much about art, but I know what I like.”
Found on Usenet.
Friday, December 10th, 2004 -- by Bacchus
Is it kinky Friday? It must be! Here are some kinky links for you all:
First: That relative rarity, a male/female fisting pic. From a series on this page.
Second: A Harry Potter slash story. Harry-slash-Draco. With spanking. And figging. Found via Figging.com.
Third: A gallery of vintage (or at least black and white) enema pictures.
ErosBlog, your infallible source (today only!) of links about butt.
Friday, December 3rd, 2004 -- by Aphrodite
There really is something out there for everyone, and if you search enough, you’ll find it on the web. I like reading sexy novels, but not the Harlequin romance or Danielle Steele type stuff. I also like science fiction … and I’ve discovered an interesting confluence of both interests. To wit:
Found by browsing through the Sleaze Science Fiction Covers at Vintage Paperbacks. Other sections have some steamy-looking stuff too. Fun!
Tuesday, November 30th, 2004 -- by Aphrodite
I’m blaming the beautiful photos of vintage items at Corset Dreams for my most recent obsession … sexy snaps from days gone by. Here’s a nice, little pic that’s a great example of the good old days in kinkland:
The niftiest thing about that little shot is that it’s available on RetroRaunch to send as a postcard, along with many others. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg o’ goodies available there! :D
Tuesday, July 20th, 2004 -- by Bacchus
I almost never link to LiveJournal sites, because they aren’t really public internet resources; a random surfer usually doesn’t have commenting privileges, and the service makes it easy to hide certain posts, password them, and play other little “it’s my treehouse and you aren’t invited” kiddie games. And it’s also been my experience that blogs hosted on blog services are much more likely to go *poof* and vanish.
I reluctantly made an exception for Vintage Sex, which was (note the past tense) a wonderful resource for vintage dirty pictures. Alas, the folks who run LiveJournal just made Vintage Sex delete essentially its entire archive and turn the site into a “closed adults community” where new posts will apparently be visible only to select LiveJournal members (“select” meaning “willing to lie about their age”). In other words, Vintage Sex has been gutted, and the steaming carcass has been evicted from the public internet.
The reason? Apparently someone sent LiveJournal an email alleging that teenagers might have viewed the site.
Vintage Sex will be missed. Moral: Anything worth doing on the internet is worth doing at your own domain that you control.
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Wednesday, June 16th, 2004 -- by Bacchus
I once visited Russia during the late Soviet period, at a time when cheesy propaganda posters were still the second-most prevalent form of public art (after statues of Lenin, of course.) At that time, the Five Year Plan was still an official priority, which means that posters saying “You Need To Fulfill The Plan” could be seen on every wall.
The Communists may be gone, but the bureaucratic Russian soul endures. Evidence? How about this story (sent in by a friend) from the Moscow Times, regarding the publication of the Russian edition of Playgirl? The article devotes most of its ink to a concern about whether Russian women will approve of circumcised American penises. Anyway, down near the end, we get this gem:
Chermenskaya and the publication’s founders, whom she refused to identify, studied Russia’s confusing pornography laws before registering Playgirl as an erotic entertainment magazine. As erotica, Playgirl cannot publish photographs depicting sexual intercourse and has a quota for the number of large pictures of penises in each issue: six, Chermenskaya said.
A penis quota! Only in Russia.
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Sunday, June 13th, 2004 -- by Bacchus
Don’t worry, ladies, National Penis Month continues. Although I don’t see how any of my male readers could possibly object to this one, all things considered:
I have another shot from this photo series which I may post another day….
Picture is from my alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage directory.
Wednesday, April 21st, 2004 -- by Bacchus
Hey, isn’t it getting along toward springtime? With, like, flowers and stuff?
Yeah, I thought so.
Thursday, March 25th, 2004 -- by Bacchus
Speaking of pretty eyes and smile:
Found this on Usenet. Don’t you just love the cute turn-of-the-century ringlets?
Friday, March 5th, 2004 -- by Bacchus
For all the furor over the recent craze of eating sushi off a naked woman, it’s apparently not a new idea. Here’s a vintage Japanese art print depicting the practice, conducted in a most intimate fashion:
Now be careful with the wasabi!
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Thursday, March 4th, 2004 -- by Bacchus
This morning’s quickie: complete scans of Girl Watcher magazines from 1959.
Sorry about the lack of blogging yesterday; just as I took my first sip of coffee and sat down to blog, The Nymph woke up and I got a better offer.
Tuesday, January 20th, 2004 -- by Bacchus
Here’s one of those wonderful pornographic wallet photos from the old black-and-white days:
There’s nothing new under the sun!
Via alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage on Usenet. See also Vintage Lust.
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Thursday, November 6th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
Wow. It seems that long ago, Madison Avenue used to have the cojones to aim their marketing squarely at alpha males:
Advertising tagline: “You never know what results you’ll get until you try!”
Sunday, July 20th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
Here’s an image cropped from one of those old naughty postcards that were the first wave of mass market hard core visual pornography:
Her expression is ambiguous; she could be having fun or she could just be a good sport getting paid to be there. But the grin on his face is downright infectious! Porn would be three times as hot today if everybody in it could manage to look that happy.
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Friday, July 11th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
Biroco, who would appear to be an occultist of considerable erudition, has compiled a small collection of cover art from vintage smut books of the lesbian persuasion.
The covers, which you will have to view in situ, are accompanied by learned commentary, regarding their typography and other subjects:
It appears also that in Two Way Beach Girl the sexual attractiveness of the ribcage and discernable midriff contours was coming into fashion, showing a more discerning taste for erotica that perhaps reached its pinnacle in the anorexic cabbage-fed mortuary-slab Eastern European cum-shot amateurs of the late 90s, which of course will not be of interest to the connoisseur of vintage erotica.
Well said!
Tuesday, July 1st, 2003 -- by Bacchus
Here’s an image from a book called The Rotenberg Collection: Forbidden Erotica. If it’s the vintage image it’s purported to be, it was a remarkable piece of darkroom creativity when made.
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Thursday, November 28th, 2002 -- by Bacchus
This picture is offered up as a warning to women who feel that powered woodworking tools are a perfectly acceptable default gift for Father’s Day:
Seriously, guys who get these things at a time when they don’t have a burning desire to build a gazebo will just dream shit up!
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