These scans come from a "Surprise Edition" of Black Garter magazine; not dated, but looks late 50s or early 60s. Helen Kendall, according to the writer of the article "Cameras Should Be Fun...":...Besides her beauty, this gal has lots on the proverbial ball. I told you about her great collection of lingerie and shoes. Well, there are two things I goofed on. First, she is an embryo lensgal. She is learning how to take fotos of herself and I allowed her (with the aid of a timer, a very valuable piece of equipment to any fotog) to take her own picture which you will find on these pages. It's the one where she's reclining full length on the setee. Her costume is leather opera gloves, black dance panties, and sheer jet hose. How do you like it?

Man, I shop at all the wrong places (althoughI guess we have found hardcore porn in thriftshops) -- this guy, a online bookseller, got an offer from a kindly old lady to buy her entire collection of books. Little did he know, the books would contain far fewer words than expected, and far more polaroids of tits and cocks:(via)

As any red-blooded American knows, astronauts are the embodiment of all that's wholesome and good in our grand Union. What you might not know, is that space-peoples are just as big of pervs as anyone else. When Apollo 12 went to the moon, the guys who put together the astronauts 'cuff checklists' -- small booklets built into their spacesuits -- included some interesting reminders of what earthlings look like:But that's not all -- Andy Warhol's penis was sent to the moon as well:A handful of the art world movers-and-shakers put together this tiny exhibit of their work, including a penis sketch by Andy Warhol (in official circles, it's a stylized 'A' as his initials). The art was then etched into a moon-survivable format and smuggled on board the Apollo 12 lander's struts...the part that's left behind on the moon's surface to this very day. Andy Warhol's tiny, tiny penis is sitting there right now. Kinda makes you look up into the sky at night and think a little bit harder about your place in the universe, now don't it?(via greg)

These photos were scanned from Amateur Screen and Photography, June 1956. It's a rather commonplace 'photographer's figure-study educational magazine', which just happens to gave a lot of nudes in uncomfortable poses gracing nearly every page.Bettie Page, late in her career, spent a lot of time in Florida with Bunny Yeager and her friends. One of those friends, a photographer named Jan Caldwell, took these photos. Caldwell is credited; Bettie Page is not named specifically, but the provenance of photographer, time period, and resemblance makes for a pretty good positive ID. Oh, in case you were wondering: the lesson in these photos is that models with a naturally dark complexion are "a delight for the photographer who uses natural lighting." A delight indeed!

Here's some more phone sex ads (see previous) -- these are later, from a 80's Hustler (I only read it for the articles, of course). Unlike the earlier ads, these are full color, which only enhances the, um, quality of the wares presented for sale.The "service that makes you feel special" sounds more like free continental breakfast and dry cleaning at Holiday Inn...the use of replacing parts of words with the word "cum" lets you know that you're in for somethin more like going out for coffee with people from the office than jizzing on the phone while listening to a woman finger herself.She's a Beverly Hills sexpot! See the books and the chess set? She's smart, and she's got deep sexual secrets! That equals money, smarts, and batshit insane because of sexual repression -- she sounds fun, but don't tell her your real name.Before you get to excited, take a closer look -- this babe is sitting on the toilet. And, no, the cover's not closed -- she's actually relieving herself, while on the phone. Not that there's anything wrong with it, if you're into that kind of thing, but if you're not and you were just looking for a quick phone-sex call, she'd teach you pretty quick to check the ads closer. Come on, buy one of her pictures -- she can't even afford a freakin' chair or desk for her office! That can't possibly be comfortable.Don't ask me what she's doing there -- I had to really up the contrast just to see anything, and it looks like she's trying to hop over a too-taught garden hose. Or maybe it's a rake handle, possibly a handle of a space. Whatever horticultural implement, it must feel good, as she's got a horny look on her face. Gardening does that to women, or so I've been told.This last one looks like it could have come from one of today's magazines -- simple, universal text, generic, sexy gal: it's almost preferable to the rest even though I need to remember that this lady, in her twenties when this photo was taken in the 70s or early 80s, is almost my mom's age now. Creepy. If you were just online looking for some hot photos, and found this phone sex ad that looks strangely like your mom, well...if it's any consolation, I'd do her -- hard -- if she still looks anything like this photo. You're welcome.

Remember phone sex? It's what people did before chatrooms, although the business is still around (although it's gone high-tech). For obvious reasons, I've obscure the phone numbers...I doubt the current owner has any interest in talking dirty to you. No, really, while it's possible, it's highly improbable.

A school rejected an 800 dollar donation from an adult store, on the basis that it falls into the same 'questionable' category as alcohol and tobacco companies. What I wonder: Would Barnes & Noble be rejected for their Playboys and erotica books? How about the Cable TV company that carries Pay-per-view porn? Or a lingerie store? Sad: Without the $800, the fundraiser was unsuccessful in buying the new climbing wall for the school.

Women are behind the porn cameras, and other behind-the-scenes areas, turning pornography into a woman-controlled, feminist, medium.

Time reflects on porn's place in society -- it goes into quite a bit of detail (5 'pages' online), nothing overly new or shocking, but it's a nice summary on pornography during porno chic.

The GoDaddy Superbowl Babe did naughty videos, and you can watch it at Wrestling-News.com. Go quasi-porn! Downside: her boobies aren't as great as you think.

UNH's Feminist Action League is quite busy -- causing trouble by excluding a man from an event & breaking rules about using the venue, and then backing the rights of a woman regarding sexual comments about her in another school paper, and finally demanding the restoration of a violence-against-women class that had been cut for funding reasons.

Sex work in New York is a dangerous thing -- thanks to uncaring police and violent johns, according to a new report by the Urban Justice Center (see full report). The reason women turn to prostitution? Making ends meet.

Earlier sexual maturity leads to STD immunity, according to a new study. Don't take it the wrong way, though: it's not earlier sexual activity -- that doesn't help. Girls who started period earlier, had higher estrogen levels earlier, were less likely to have infections despite sexual activity.

This news-story illustration is too cute, even though the article is just run-of-the-mill Have The Sex Talk info.

Bath house and sex club patrons are being sex smart, using more protection and acting more responsible, thanks to education programs. Go sex-ed!

Nancy Sinatra talks about being Frank's daughter, what boots mean to her, and how to sing 'like a 16-year-old who screwed truck drivers'.

Being too tired for sexis a major complaint for Americans, according to a poll. A third of those who don't get a good night's sleep say it affects their sex life, as opposed to 8% of good sleepers.

A frat is suspended for filming a porn, supervised by Shane's World. It's a run-of-the-mill story -- but why does the news website add, "One Chico State student died and another nearly died at two other fraternities during initiation rituals this year." In my opinion, filming porn is much better for safety and morale than hazing. Go porn!

"In the midst of a rise in gay activism and the coverage media gives it, Watchman Media launches its ""Gay Is Not Normal Campaign" in USA." The movement plans to "warn all those snared by the falsehood of homosexual happiness." This offensive message brought to you by the magic of free online press release services.

My gal has a friend in the porn industry...not in front of the camera, but in a support capacity. They were talking about how actors are paid, how the process works, and just what goes into a porn film. Gracie's friend suggested Ms G should try acting in one of these films herself...but Gracie has a different idea.

Gracie isn't too keen on being on film, but no matter how she cut it, she has decided that I need to be a porn star. Gracie's always bragging about my 'talents' to people, and she sees this as a logical extension of the bragging...she just saying how good I am is nothing compared to showing everyone. She'd love it to take me someplace, have me recognized, and know that she's got me all to herself.

Me, on the other hand: I'm almost on the same page as Gracie. Not from the 'get to fuck porn stars' angle -- that really isn't all that appealing to me, I don't find most pornbabes sexy at all -- but from the male side of it. The male porn star is the alpha male...men watch porn to imagine themselves in the place of the big-cocked guy on the screen. If I were in the porn: I would be the man the guys with they could be. As a geeky, unsuccessful guy, that's quite appealing. Ron Jeremy isn't all that attractive, he's witty and smart, he's sorta goofy overall, but he's the alpha male, he's the guy, he's a symbol of pornography today. I'd like a little of that.

So, if you look at it, the act of having sex really doesn't figure in to either of our reasons for me to be in a porn. It's really a means to an end -- the way for Gracie to get her bragging rights, my way to get a step up on the other guys. The scary thing is, because of this, it might just happen someday.

Obligatory Soapy Pics!

It seems to be canned photos, bought to sell a dating site, but she gets a little soapy. She's not really into it, though -- a little too 'deer in the headlights' for me.

Another one from the same site -- much soapier....mmmm, tasty! Plus, she's a redhead, which adds points for her. This one actually looks like she's having fun, and, really, if I were going to pick between the two, I'd always fuck the one having fun. Who wants to fuck a deer in the headlights?

I kinda like this one: it looks like it was done with a cheap camera in someone's little apartment bathroom. "Hey, I'll put on some horribly ugly pornstar eye makeup, sit in the bubblebath, you'll take pictures -- profit!" The woman never gets out of her panties, though, but that has a certain appeal, too. She's very soapy, though, that might be why I like it.

Here's some soapy hardcore, although the gal doesn't get quite so soapy. There's around 15 pics, well posed and the actors look like they're really getting into it.

VH1, all this week, has been running a series called Retrosexual: the 80s. Granted, it's VH1, so you'll probably see this same series over...and over....and over......and OVER.....but I'm amused so far.

The favorite one I've seen so far is all about Taboos. All about condoms and masturbation and homosexuality and pornography -- one might want to remind the current Republican administration that all this occured during the reign of the gretest elephant president we've had...GW might want to stop cracking down on obscenity if he wants to be seen in the same light.

I'm also pleased that the commentators on the show are NOT the same as the "We Love The [decade]" crew. There's only a couple obnoxious unfunny comics (I'm pointing at you, Jonny McGovern), but the rest seem to have some actual thoughts on the sexuality of the 80s. As with all the reminiscumentaries that VH1 pops out every coupla hours, the thoughts of the interviewees are edited down to sub-soundbite length and pieced together with an impersonation of actual context. For the sexual content, nobody really sounds drooly about the content...except maybe the aging rappers, who are allowed such shenanigans by nature. And that Amy Sohn - she's kinda cute on her own, isn't she? She wore pigtails to the VH1 shoot...I'm a fool for pigtails. She and the other sexperts are pretty much all modern sexperts...young, female, and new on the scene; two others I cought from the super-fast name flashes on the screen are Logan Levkoff and Anka Radakovich...It's too bad that the 4-word quote snippets they put in the show really don't tell much about these 'experts'...I may have to do more research!

Why am I watching TV instead of paying attention to my lady? Well, she's not getting back into town until this weekend. She's such a get-around lady...too bad I can't always go with, otherwise I'd be much more of a clingy, loser sensitive guy instead of watching sex shows on cable TV!

Oh, and go have a read of the "Behind the Green Door" review I did over at Sex-Kitten...not my greatest work, but the movie is worth a watch.

I don't find this arousing, but the imagination behind it is what makes me curious.

"I wanna do period porn!"

"SICK!"

"No, 'period', like 17th-18th century!"

"Ohhhhh....well, I wanted to do mature porn!"

"I already bought the sets!"

"I already hired the talent!"

"You got chocolate in my peanut butter!"

"SICK!"

"I'm done talking to you..."

Anyways, that's how I think it went. So, Retromature.com has taken period-mature-porn to the next level...if there ever was one before. One nice thing is that the participants seem very second-string, and are quite normal and believable. However, in a lot of the pictures, the young guy looked kinda bored, or maybe a little confused. He's probably telling himself, "must fill up resume...must fill up resume..."

The costumes and sets are actually very nice, considing the standard of most porn. The premise for the site has to do with noble ladies giving themselves to their commoner servants -- a theme used in literature for centuries, not some creation simply to excuse the pornographic posing. In my opinion, it's a rather positive and belivable 'alternative' turn-on, unlike a lot of the 'slut' porn out there that treats the women like they're nothing special but a cute body. These ladies are mature, they've got riches and social standing, and they want a young hot guy to fuck.



Abstinence-only sex ed for teenagers gets talked about a lot, but I don't see much done about it. Who wants to sound like they're advocating teen sex, even if they are advocating teen sex? This article makes good (if not obvious) points about courses that say 'no sex until marriage.'

A point I never see made: We tell them sex is to be avoided, sex harms relationships and is detrimental to the students' emotional well-being. What do they expect to happen at marriage? Now the former-teen picks out a (hopefully) happy, loving partner...do the school-induced emotional hangups suddenly disappear? Does the newlywed suddenly understand the post-maritally-acceptable forms of birth control that were hidden during the teen years? Do they realize that the 'emotional harm' of sex is lifted and they can enjoy themselves? It's setting the kids up for 50 years of self-loathing in order to protect them from the same things everyone else has gone through since the beginning of time.

Enough with the serious stuff -- let's see naked ladies!

OBLIGATORY SOAPY PICS!

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And a few Non-Porn Soapy Pics!
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And, it's not exactly non-porn, but it's a resort ad: there's a brothel in Nevada that offers a bubble bath room!

Geeks out there will appreciate that my website is written in 100% Perl. Perl isn't the greatest of languages, it isn't the prettiest of languages, but I'll be darned if it isn't the sexiest of languages.

You doubt me? Just look at the fun these ladies are having with their Perl manual. Oooh, ladies - I'll make your 'O-Face' a regular expression!

I would, however, be remiss if I didn't point out that the erotic Perl website above was written in PHP, rather than Perl. Kids today and their fancy new languages don't know how to get off like us seasoned pros can!

A coupla nights back, my gal invited me to paruse her pornography collection. Four or five boxes of magazines, ranging from hokey 1980s Hustler to classy 1960s Playboy, to some strange nudist magazines from the 1950s.

This experience taught me that pornography is supposed to be a solitary thing. It's linked to your imagination, something introverted, and not designed to be cooperative. Mostly all we did was make snide comments about the women and men, point out horribly crude cartoons, and gaze in wonder at the poorly airbrush-obscured gentials in the nudist mags.

On my own, I'da probably gotten turned on by the pics -- but with Gracie there, it's doesn't compare. Right there's a woman who I can actually touch, kiss, fuck, and hold - no imagination required. How can porn beat that? We had our laugh, sorted them into "keep" and "sell on eBay," and went into the bedroom to give ourselves a hardcore pornographic experience of our very own. No imagination required!

It seems to be quote week here, but this is a good one:

As they found fame in the 70s and 80s, many of Ron's co-stars fell into drink and drug abuse. But somehow he managed to avoid the excesses and lead a more "normal" life.

He says: "I was always offered drugs. But I never did them - I enjoyed life enough already. I don't need substances to make it better.

--Ron Jeremy, in a Mirror interview

Who'da known I had so much in common with Ron Jeremy? My big cock and startling stamina aside, I'm deeply impressed with this statement. I've refused drugs all my life for the very reason he describes: life is enjoyable enough already. A career as a professional sexual object can't hurt either, but even in little ways life's a great thing to be experienced.

Speaking of life's pleasures, I get to see my girlfriend tonight. She's drug-free as well, but that's not my only RonJeremyish characteristic I plan on demonstrating for her, if you catch my drift!

I've promised myself I'm NOT going to subscribe to Maximuff. I'd never leave the freaking house! For $19.95, they run an adult-only version of Netflix. Whatever you want, unlimited DVD rental, full of skin and other nasty stuff. They've even got an Anime section, if you like monster-fucking (LA Blue Girl, for one).

Here's today's obligatory soapy pics.

Oh, my -- wash MY car, why don't you? Normally, Page 3 girls don't do much for me, but, well, get a little soapy and I'm putty in your hands.

Now we're talking -- CHICKS WITH GUNS. Not really porn, but still plenty to get me all hard and bothered.

I....um....there's a sexy chick, and a blow up doll, but the rest defies easy description. Just go have a look.

Today I'm linking another 'blog -- but one appropriate to the theme I have going here. Lydia writes porn for the company Miller's Work Productions, and a tiny chunk of their website is dedicated as her online diary. Some of it is everyday stuff, cleaning, working, car repair, self doubt...but every once in a while it goes off the ledge into bloody-fetish lesbian sex and other pretty hardcore topics. Part of me thinks the blog is an intersection of Lydia's reality and Lydia's fictional writings, but it's hard to tell. Any way you look at it, her weblog is facinating, well worth an hour or two to read it all, then bookmark it and check back later.

I feel the need to update, but I haven't anything to say. That connection between my sexual thoughts and my keyboard has been a bit weak lately. Shall I just give some pics of naked chicks?

I have a story in mind, one of a wedding day scenario...more on that later...

You want some free naughty lesbian movies? I know you do!