February 4th, 2025 -- by Bacchus
You whippersnappers don’t know what it was like, but sometimes when it got boring in the office you just had to close your office door, call up your honey, and ask her what she was wearing. Did you shave this morning? Did you miss me while you were in the shower?
![a man behind his book-covered office desk with his corded office phone to his ear and his other hand wrapped around his dick](https://www.erosblog.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/french-phone-sex-detail.jpg)
Art is by Cécile Vallonoux.
Full disclosure: I am old enough to have worked in a 20th-century office with the architecture that allowed for this kind of phone sex shenanigans, but I’m not actually old enough to have indulged in them. By my time, the supporting social structures were already long gone. I had a lock on my door but my boomer bosses expected to, and did, burst into my office without warning at any time.
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February 2nd, 2025 -- by Bacchus
The other day ParZival’s wife took very good care of him and then ran off to the craft and fabric store while he was taking a little snooze. “Did she just bed me, fed me, and then put me down for a nap?” Yeah, big boy:
That right there is what we used to call some advanced husband management skills!
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January 31st, 2025 -- by Bacchus
What’s the difference between hungry and horny?
Where you stick the cucumber…
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January 29th, 2025 -- by Bacchus
Back in 2016 I facetiously suggested that this bizarre horse-head burlesque performer was the unbeloved Star Wars character Jar Jar Binks trying to pick up some extra cash as a strip dancer. Now, I actually have some explanatory provenance for this photo:
The caption in the March 1960 issue of Ace magazine reads
The Panama’s “Barnyard Follies” features chorus girls wearing head masks of farm beasts.
The photo is from an article about the burlesque “revues” at the Club Panama in London. Besides the Barnyard Follies, other shows mentioned include Scotch dance, a “Devil Dance”, Egyptian dance, a “popular Indian routine” (they mean the American kind, with redface), a satire show called “Seeing Stars”, something called “Nudes in the News”, a number titled “On the Spanish Beach”, and a show called “The Sultan’s Harem.” Sounds like a fun lineup!
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January 24th, 2025 -- by Bacchus
Too late, Hannah realizes that she’s in peril:
She never had a chance!
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January 22nd, 2025 -- by Bacchus
![two topless women frolicking on a sailboat](https://www.erosblog.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/two-topless-yacht-bunnies-1960-512.jpg)
This delectable pair of topless yacht bunnies are from the pages of the 1960 Adam Annual magazine.
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January 20th, 2025 -- by Bacchus
If you spend too much time on the ‘booru image boards, you’ll inevitably find yourself squinting at some sex scene with multiple people in it and asking yourself “why is he sticking his eleven-inch horse cock in her ear?” or “Is that goblin fucking her armpit?”
It used to be that the answer was always “Wow, I’m impressed by the artist’s creative perversity, I never would have imagined putting such a penis in such a place under those particular conditions.”
But nowadays? Well over half the time, the answer is “image was AI generated, model doesn’t know that dicks don’t normally go there or bend like that.” Which for me is always a disappointment. Knowing that a sexual idea was important enough to someone for them to intentionally make art about it is, for me, an important precondition for engaging my own erotic imagination. How would that be? What would that be like? Would it be fun to do, or to watch? Under what fantastic or science-fictional conditions would such at thing even be possible? I’m not going to waste any of that mental effort on AI-generated mistakes.
Yes, I do believe this is a special case of the general principle “If you couldn’t be bothered to write it, I can’t be bothered to read it.”
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