Spiderman in Bondage
Monday, May 31st, 2004 -- by Bacchus
This is just wrong on so many levels:
But the man in the Spiderman suit seems to be, er, happy enough.
Archive for May, 2004Spiderman in BondageMonday, May 31st, 2004 -- by Bacchus This is just wrong on so many levels:
But the man in the Spiderman suit seems to be, er, happy enough. Behold The Power Of PantiesSunday, May 30th, 2004 -- by Bacchus Functional Ambivalent writes humorously and at length about panties. This is only a tiny fraction of his panty wisdom:
You Are Bound To Land In Something GoodFriday, May 28th, 2004 -- by Bacchus Bell De Jour has written some entertaining Dating Tips From The Animal Kingdom:
Six Dirty GirlsThursday, May 27th, 2004 -- by Bacchus I’m not sure what’s going on here, but it sure is cute:
We’ve got some sort of outdoor shower situation going on. One woman is getting clean while six wait in line. They are clearly aware of the photographer (since they are doing their best to protect the remnants of their modesty) but their smiles and laughter suggest they don’t care all that much. Cartoon PornWednesday, May 26th, 2004 -- by Bacchus Here’s a huge open directory of porn featuring all your favorite cartoon characters. I’m not going to name any names because (1) I don’t want searching kids to come to this page by mistake and (2) I don’t want aggrieved owners of the characters in question to send feral lawyers to hound me into an early grave. But imagine everyone’s favorite friendly ghost teaching a little witch in a red cape what his trailing tendril of protoplasm is good for. Or, say, that notorious spinach-eating sailor taking advantage of a certain young mermaid when she appears on his hook. Sick, evil, mostly harmless fun. Check it out fast before it goes the way of all open directories. The Art Of CompromiseTuesday, May 25th, 2004 -- by Bacchus A quote:
What Does No Mean?Monday, May 24th, 2004 -- by Bacchus This will doubtless offend the “no-means-no” purists, but I think it’s funny:
How Dirty?Saturday, May 22nd, 2004 -- by Bacchus Running errands this morning, The Nymph and I were walking though the parking lot of the local department store. There was a pickup truck with camper shell there with a rather dirty back window. Over on the right somebody had used his finger to scribble the boring classic: “Wash me.” But I liked rather better what was inscribed on the left: “I wish my wife was this dirty.” The Perquisites of a Pretty GirlFriday, May 21st, 2004 -- by Bacchus Everybody knows this, of course, but it’s rare to see a person of the pretty girl persuasion admitting it:
But here’s the really fascinating part — this particular Pretty Girl understands why it works. No, Officer Doughnut-Gut doesn’t really think she’ll sleep with him if he lets her off with a warning. But what he does get is worthy:
And that, Pretty Girl, is not “nothing.” They Like BukkakeFriday, May 21st, 2004 -- by Bacchus The market for blog entries about bukkake has been sorely underserved ever since The Reverse Cowgirl folded her blog. (We are still miffed that she vanished without so much as a farewell entry, but there it is.) Still, this humble sex blog fills her footsteps when it can. Herewith: a bukkake song. Love On A Rainy NightWednesday, May 19th, 2004 -- by Bacchus Katy would make Eddie Rabbitt proud. She writes:
The thunder gods smile, it is said, upon those who show a proper sensual appreciation of their storms. Creepy Idiot Sex Criminal: Pussy InspectorWednesday, May 19th, 2004 -- by Bacchus The Smoking Gun reports that one John Lookebill was arrested a few days ago for impersonating a police officer after conducting a bogus traffic stop of a female motorist. This was the badge he used: Bad luck for John that the woman he stopped and flashed his “Pussy Inspector” badge at was a Palm Beach County Sheriff’s deputy…. Git Yer Politics Right HereWednesday, May 19th, 2004 -- by Bacchus The never-ending drumbeat of demand for this simple sex blog to go political cannot be ignored. You want politics? I’ll give you politics:
No, wait. The drumbeat can be ignored. On second thought, just enjoy the pic. Go bother Daze if you want the political context. More GingeroticaTuesday, May 18th, 2004 -- by Bacchus This item follows up the post from last December on the supposed aphrodisiac powers of ginger root (freshly peeled, and not eaten, but applied internally, if you know what I mean and I think you do). Now there’s a web page devoted to links and resources for the ancient art of figging. If nothing else, a nice fresh ginger root ought to liven up the mannequin-impersonators the ladies were complaining about in the comments to this post. Doggy Girl In TroubleSunday, May 16th, 2004 -- by Bacchus And here is your pure-fun Sunday image:
Note the whip — I think doggy girl is in for it! Toward A New LiteratureFriday, May 14th, 2004 -- by Bacchus Remittance Girl, a frequent and friendly commenter on these pages, is conducting a literary experiment of sorts at Divestiture: she’s writing an erotic novel in blog form. Although my friendly relationships with literature tend toward the less experimental forms, this does look interesting. Powerful Mojo NeededFriday, May 14th, 2004 -- by Bacchus From the entertaining “My Secret Fantasies“, this old joke dressed up as an anecdote:
Sorry, my friend, but a white witch isn’t gonna do the trick. K.C., you need lawyer rituals and there will be sacrifices involved. Government PornThursday, May 13th, 2004 -- by Bacchus I’ve been tempted. Yes I have. I can’t deny it. When the government gets into the porn business, and makes a product that looks like surprisingly high-quality femdom and/or gay porn, it’s tough for a sex blogger to avoid comment. But I’ve been holding back. I’ve written before about the reasons why “sexual atrocities are featured much less often on this blog than they might be.” Matisse makes the point much more succinctly. She has a wise policy: “I don’t eroticise non-consensual violence.” And this blog is, for the most part, supposed to be erotic. Troll my archives, you might find a few places where I arguably have eroticised sexual atrocities. What can I say? Mistakes were made. I take full responsibility. Whuh? No, I don’t think so. Of course nobody is going to lose their job over this. Are you nuts? Resign? Why bother, I already took responsibility, didn’t you hear me? Cute Sexy Greeting CardWednesday, May 12th, 2004 -- by Bacchus This card looks pretty innocuous on the outside, but it gets better as you read inside:
How To Pick Up A CoupleTuesday, May 11th, 2004 -- by Bacchus Over at The Orgy I found this tale of a threesome, no more remarkable than such tales always are, but entertaining nonetheless. It’s quoted here, however, for its illustration of the dynamics of a successful couple pickup. I especially like the two-handed handshake proffer:
Stylish. Greek Pagans Getting No RespectMonday, May 10th, 2004 -- by Bacchus Bacchus may just be a nom-de-keyboarde for me, but to these people he’s real:
Thanks to Freedom News for the link. That Nasty Old DevilSaturday, May 8th, 2004 -- by Bacchus I suppose it comes as no surprise to anyone that Old Nick is sexually depraved, although I doubt the young upstart could hold a candle to good old Zeus back when He (Zeus) was in one of his heifer-raping moods. And I’m aware that artistic depictions of devils and demons cavorting in obscene fashion became something of a pornographic tradition way back in the day when anything else so graphic could get an artist in a lot of trouble. But it was still something a shock to come across this detail from a scene by Fredillo, circa 1880:
Via Demon Bondage. Me Tarzan, Jane Not HappySaturday, May 8th, 2004 -- by Bacchus You think Tarzan sat around serving Jane tea in his treehouse, all prim and proper and polite? Heck no, I’m betting it went more like this:
Thanks to Bondage Blog for the link to Water Bondage where this photo comes from. Similar Sex Blogging: An Exchange Of PleasantriesFriday, May 7th, 2004 -- by Bacchus Mistress Matisse had a party at her house the other day. Sounds like a fun one, too:
Kid Views Oprah, Head ExplodesFriday, May 7th, 2004 -- by Bacchus This is an actual email sent to the FCC and procured by The Smoking Gun via a Freedom of Information Act Request:
Ouch. “Literally”? “You keep using that word….“ Anal Banana SnacksThursday, May 6th, 2004 -- by Bacchus Or something. I’m not sure I follow the lingo, but at least I’m not the only one:
Lifted without shame from Across the Atlantic. P.S. Speaking of which, have you noticed that Shell and The Group Captain are now on the same side of the Atlantic and happily eating burgers with vegemite and A1 sauce together? They’ve spared us their transports of delight, but it sounds like they are having fun. Like the man from the A-Team said, I love it when a plan comes together. P.P.S. I am reliably informed that vegemite is actually concentrated smegma. Fake Celebrity Nude PhotosThursday, May 6th, 2004 -- by Bacchus Here’s a link and photo for you. Allegedly, Chelsea Clinton Topless:
Although I must say, it doesn’t look too much like Chelsea to me. Update: Because, of course, it isn’t. Instead, courtesy Jonno at Fleshbot, we know it’s Abby Winters. Update To the Update: Courtesy of Abby Winters’s comment, we now know it’s a model of Abby’s named Samantha. 2013 Update to the Update to the Update: It turns out that comment was not actually made by Abby Winters, a person who may or may not even exist. The Economics of ProstitutionThursday, May 6th, 2004 -- by Bacchus Ever wondered why there are so many cute Russian hookers in your fair (non-Russian) city? The answer lies in economics. Thanks to Daze for the link to this summary of the economics of hooking. Abuse of Bathtub PrivilegesTuesday, May 4th, 2004 -- by Bacchus Naked Loft Party has a whole new look, and it’s spiffy. Fair warning, top entry at the moment is an item entitled “Kink” that starts:
The rest of that story goes exactly where you think it does. Cheaper Than A RealDollTuesday, May 4th, 2004 -- by Bacchus From Savage Love, a letter in praise of stiff plastic lovers:
Whatever you want? I guess that’s true, if “whatever you want” is limited to having a lover who is lifeless and cold and just lays there doing nothing at all. [Unhappily married men may wish to substitute a crass joke about their wives for the text currently within these brackets.] There’s also detailed advice on how to steal (yes, steal) the other half of your mannequpple. Rasputin’s PenisSunday, May 2nd, 2004 -- by Bacchus Since this appears to be ugly dick week here at ErosBlog, herewith a picture (courtesy of that paragon of journalism, the Moscow News) of what is alleged to be Rasputin’s penis, on display in a museum in St. Petersburg: Time For Some BeautySunday, May 2nd, 2004 -- by Bacchus Ok, enough grotesqueries for one weekend. Time for some beauty:
Oh, yeah, and don’t forget: SLUG-BUG! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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