Just when you thought Michele Bachmann had dropped out of your consciousness forever, along comes an erotic novel to remind you that no, she has not gone away, and furthermore, you still have a lot of complicated psychosexual feelings where she is concerned. More
When browsing Craigslist for writing jobs, it’s not uncommon to come across “internships” that sound like a pretty bad deal for the intern, but this one really takes the cake. More
Who says people in the Soviet Union didn’t know how to have fun? To look at this dirty alphabet book, they did nothing but suck and fuck in various configurations for the better part of the 20th century. Created in 1931 by popular Soviet state artist Sergei Dmitrievich Merkurov (who also sculpted numerous monuments to Joseph Stalin), this erotic ABC primer was meant to increase literacy rates in the adult population the only way Merkurov knew how: with a good old, fashioned, multi-person orgy.
Unlike all those boring children’s alphabets made of plants and animals, this alphabet is made out of fit young specimens of Soviet manhood putting communist babies in ladies’ tummies and sometimes their mouths, too. And as you can see, they’re not afraid to go down on women (modern!), or bring the occasional mythical creature into the mix (super modern!). Basically, there’s a lot we can learn from the Soviet Union, and you know I’m not talking about how to create a communist utopia. Enjoy. More
When I first learned about “mommy porn” sensation 50 Shades Of Grey, I immediately wondered what actual members of the BDSM community might think of it. On the one hand, it’s gotten people talking about BDSM on an unprecedentedly massive level; on the other, it spreads misconceptions that are potentially quite harmful. So I asked some non-fictitious, practicing members of the BDSM community their opinions on the book. Their answers varied somewhat, but most of them came down on the side of “kill it with fire.” (I’m using images of flowers to represent them because nothing says “Twilight-y sexual euphemisms” to me like some flowers.) More
You know what’s a great genre? Erotic thrillers. They’re basically all the same: there’s a female character who’s either super repressed or sex-crazed. She meets a male character who is either dangerous/mysterious and wealthy or dependable and hard-working. There’s some conflict and then, right around the forty five minute point, they have sex. Ridiculous, candlelit, acrobatic sex while saxophones wail beyond. Oh, and there’s some plot stuff–drugs or murder or trafficking–but the directors of these films know you’re not watching for that. Editors Jennifer Wright and Ashley Cardiff discuss their all-time favorites.
And by the way, genre classics like 9 1/2 Weeks, Body of Evidence and Wild Orchid are all available on Netflix Instant Watch at the moment, so read this and then give yourself a little gift. More
So perhaps “porn” is a strong word, but it’s definitely some interesting type of erotica that was apparently a big hit in the 1920′s. And as we all know, the 1920′s were the shit so we’ll just go with it. More
No. Seriously. More
This has me feeling all kinds of feelings. How does it make you feel? More
When I published my horrifying story about Terry Richardson last year, a lot of people asked me why I still did nude modeling after having such a gross experience with it. The answer, basically, is this: because I like it. Contrary to popular belief, posing for nude photos is not an inherently fucked up thing to do. If I’d let one bad dude spoil this hobby for me, it would’ve been sort of like letting the terrorists win. And this is America, dammit. More
It’s a well-known fact of masturbation that men are disgustingly literal and visual, while women only get off to fantasies of being spoon-fed chocolate yogurt by Ryan Gosling immediately after he cleans our apartments but before he “cleans our apartments,” … More
Let me say this: I love erotica. There. Now you know everything.
But it’s the rare piece of erotic writing that can serve as both masturbatory material and sex education. More
Back before Sly Stallone was Rocky or Rambo, he was just another struggling actor. And like many wannabe actors, he did a softcore porn movie. The Party at Kitty and Stud’s (now renamed Italian Stallion thanks to Stallone’s subsequent fame) is certainly not a porno by modern standards. The 1970 movie features Stallone playing “Stud, an oafish alpha male who invites a number of strangers to the apartment he shares with girlfriend Kitty for a sex party.” However, Stallone once told Playboy that “about 10 people show up [to the party] and they do a lot of kissing and necking, and that’s about it.” More
I know that you probably sat around being like “when will Newland Archer and Ellen Olenska get it on already?” in high school. And the answer is “it was The Age of Innocence, so you’re going to have to wait 90 years.” 90 years are oficially over! Lapham’s Quarterly just ran an excerpt of some of Wharton’s erotica from 1919. I don’t want to spoil it, but there’s passionate lovemaking. It’s called “The Bread of Angels” (spoiler: it’s breasts). Here’s a portion: More