Yuletide Pornography

During the Holiday season, Jill and I get into the spirit by watching Christmas movies, as well as the Christmas specials we enjoyed as children. Watching a clunky stop-motion Rankin-Bass classic like “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” on DVD takes both of us back to a more innocent time. However, since this is a sex blog, that’s the last you’ll read of innocent times.

This year, we thought we’d watch some Christmas-related porn. We already had a couple movies, one of which we played at our Porn and Pizza Party two years ago, but given repeated viewings, some of the novelty had worn off. So we went online to see what else was out there, and determine whether any of it was worth seeking out and actually watching.

Some basic research, including a search of www.iafd.com (The Internet Adult Film Database) yielded Will and Ed’s Excellent Boner Christmas, as well as the following:

All I Want For Christmas is Ass
All I Want For Christmas is a Gang Bang
Anal Holiday
Barely Legal Christmas
Big Titty Christmas
Bitch That Stole Christmas, The
Christmas Cums Early
Dirty Santa
Gina’s Very Merry Christmas Orgy
Hercules Cums For Christmas
Here Cums Santa Clause [sic]
Horny Holiday
I Saw Mommy Eating Santa Claus
Miracle on 34D Street
Santa Comes Twice
Santa is Coming All Over Town
Santa is Naughty and Nice
Santa’s Cummin’!
Santa’s Itty Bitty Titties Helpers
Santa’s Sluts
Seymore Butts’ Christmas Orgy
Seymore Butts’ Merry Fucking Christmas
Spanked By Santa
Tits That Saved XXX-mas, The
Very Creamy Christmas, A
Very Very Bad Santa

We found a couple suitable titles online, and watched them one night last week. I’ll spare you the reviews; suffice it to say that the gimmick didn’t exactly improve the films. In our opinion, porn isn’t a genre where anything is gained by the addition of Santa hats to the performers’ heads, candy canes to their orifices, or Christmas trees to the background (as seen below).

Call me a Scrooge, but we’ll gladly watch our copy of Deep Inside Asia Carrera all year round.

-Jack

Bettie Page (1923-2008)

I wanted to post a quick tribute to legendary 1950s pinup model Bettie Page, who passed away on Thursday at age 85. Bettie was an early Playboy Playmate (January 1955, to be exact), and a well-known fetish model, known for an extensive body of work that included spanking, bondage, and domination-themed photography and film. Even if you haven’t heard the name, you’ve undoubtedly seen one of her famous pinups or are familiar with her as a pop cultural icon. And if you’ve somehow missed out on Bettie Page on that level, I’m certain you are familiar with one of the celebrities, artists or photographers who were inspired by her.

After a career which saw her pose for an estimated 20,000 photos, Bettie Page fell out of the spotlight in 1958. Her reclusive nature in the years since then was the subject of fan speculation, and she developed a strong cult following. The look of Batman villainess Poison Ivy was inspired in part by Page, and she was the unwitting basis for the love interest in Dave Stevens’ comic series The Rocketeer (and to a lesser extent its 1991 film adaptation). Her image graced the covers of comic books and fanzines. Her original photo shoots were reprinted.

Then, in the early 1990s, Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous featured a telephone interview with Page wherein she confessed ignorance over her resurgence in popularity. Living in poverty and squalor in Los Angeles, Page realized that she stood to make a lot of money from the various individuals profiting from her likeness. She hired an agency and began receiving residual payments, ensuring financial stability in her waning years.

In 1996, author James L. Swanson published an authorized biography entitled “Bettie Page: The Life of a Pinup Legend.” Page did a single television interview to promote the book, but refused to allow her face to be shown. The following year, author Richard Foster published “The Real Bettie Page: The Truth About the Queen of Pinups”, a tell-all that revealed many shocking details about Page’s disappearance from the limelight. The definitive dramatization of Bettie Page’s 1950s heyday can be found in 2005’s The Notorious Bettie Page, starring Gretchen Moll in the title role.

A recent article at mtv.com nicely sums up her influence:

Katy Perry’s rocker bangs and throwback skimpy jumpers. Madonna’s “Sex” book and fascination with bondage gear. Rihanna’s obsession with all things leather, lace and second-skin binding. Uma Thurman in “Pulp Fiction.” The Suicide Girls’ Web site. The Pussycat Dolls. The entire career of Marilyn Manson’s ex-wife Dita Von Teese. Without Bettie Page, it’s likely none of these women would look the way they do.

http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1601231/20081212/story.jhtml

-Jack

Tales From the Bookshelf

I thought about doing another entry along the lines of Jill’s “What I’m Reading…” entry from last month. The problem is that I’m not reading anything at the moment, and I didn’t want to start reading something just for the sake of another entry, as that would probably come off as forced. Also, Jill’s not reading anything at the moment that would be suitable to talk about in a sex blog. Standing before our previously-mentioned sex bookshelf in the hopes of getting the perfect idea for today’s entry, I had a momentary flash of brilliance. It doesn’t happen too often.

The book that inspired this flash of brilliance is “The Straight Girl’s Guide to Sleeping With Chicks”, by Jen Sincero.We picked this book up a couple years ago, more or less as a joke. We were on a week-long road trip, and happened to stop at a used book store. Although Jill’s never been with another woman, it’s a fantasy we both enjoy very much. It was a couple bucks, and at the very least we hoped it would add some variety and depth to our fantasy.

On the long drive home, Jill finished the book she was reading and moved on to our new book. She began reading silently, but after a few minutes she started reading aloud so that I could enjoy the book too. She began with chapter two, entitled, “The Super-Huge Importance of Sticking Your Hand Down Your Pants.” Before long she was on chapter five, entitled, “Oh My God, She Wants Me to Eat Her Pussy!” We had hours before we would be home, and while I couldn’t think of a better way to stay awake than listening to Jill reading the author’s thoughts on girl-on-girl mutual masturbation and cunnilingus, and describing the accompanying pictures (which consisted of naked Barbie dolls demonstrating various positions), my mind was focused on getting home and indulging in the kind of raw, unrestrained sex two people have when they’ve been locked in a car for most of an entire day.

Chapter seven was “And Boy Makes Three!” I’d been aroused, if not erect, the whole time Jill had been reading to me. There were still four or five hours before I could realistically get some relief. Jill, on the other hand, had already come a couple times. Before she was done with chapter two, she’d begun rubbing her thighs through her jeans, kneading herself vigorously with the palm of her hand while she read. At the start of chapter four, “Gettin’ Some 101”, she decided it was pointless to try and wait til we got home, and had opened her jeans, working her free hand into the waistband of her panties and softly caressing herself. Before the end of that chapter, her jeans were down around her feet and she was playing with her very wet pussy as though without the slightest concern for who might observe in a passing car. For awhile she tried to maintain an some semblance of decency and modesty by keeping her panties on, but she gave up on this before she’d gotten through the next chapter.

I was glad that we were on a long, straight stretch of highway as I glanced at Jill in the passenger seat. She was trying to work her panties down while still seated. Once they had made it past her ass and to mid-thigh, it was much easier and she breathlessly pulled them down to her feet, then stepped out of them and her jeans. She put one foot up on the dashboard and then she really got to work. I found it difficult to maintain my focus on the road ahead of me while Jill was stroking her clit with absolute determination in the seat next to me. The sounds her lips made as she played with them, the smell of her body, the words she was reading, all made me wish it wasn’t completely foolhardy to find a rest stop and satisfy both of us. Instead I continued on, hoping my prolonged hard-on wouldn’t make me lightheaded. In minutes she set the book down on the seat and enjoyed a hard-earned orgasm.

She continued reading, and playing, until she had finished the book. When she had her last orgasm, I was so caught up in what she was doing that I missed our turn-off and had to exit. At the foot of the exit was a small town. I pulled into a parking lot in order to turn around and get back on the highway. For the briefest instant, I considered throwing caution to the wind and taking Jill into the back seat. If there was a part of me that would have really considered it, the sight of a police car parked in the lot convinced me it was a bad idea.

That night, as we lay in bed, I finally got my long-awaited relief. As I enjoyed the feel of Jill’s body, I couldn’t help but entertain the hope that the new book might lead to wonderful new adventures.

What I’m Reading…

Jack and I both love to read, and one of the subjects we enjoy reading about is sex. We have a lot of books on the topic, and we will occasionally give them a look as a prelude to sex, when we’ve got open-minded company over, or for pretty much any other reason. We keep these books on the top shelf of the bookcase in our guest room, mainly because we don’t have enough room in our bedroom. In the guest room they are out of the way, yet easily accessible when they’re needed. The only downside is that we’ve got to move them when certain out-of-town guests stay over, but this isn’t really a problem. We keep a box of travel books in our closet, and swap them for the sex books until our company is gone. Works great!

This week I am re-reading Caught Looking: Erotic Tales of Voyeurs and Exhibitionists. It’s a collection of short stories edited by Alison Tyler and Rachel Kramer Bussel. It’s been out a couple years, and I’ve read it a couple times already, but I love the themes and the stories so much that I’m enjoying my third time. When the book was first published, we attended a reading at Good Vibrations in San Francisco, got thoroughly aroused, then went home for some of the hottest sex we’d ever had. I’m still shocked that we actually made it home.


In case you can’t tell, the stories in this book are all about exhibitionism and voyeurism. From the back cover: “Watching a lover undress from the safety of a window or a hidden hole in the wall. Stripping down (or dressing up) and showing off. Secretly watching others as they expose themselves, or reversing the equation by taking center stage. For the dedicated voyeur, exhibitionist, or anyone who can’t resist peeping when they know they shouldn’t.” Here are the titles of the stories:

Curtain Call – Thomas S. Roche
Room with a View – Saskia Walker
A Flash of Gold – Radclyffe
All Eyes on Her – M. Christian
Walled Lake Girl – Tara Alton
Tight Spots – Debra Hyde
Replacements – Tenille Brown
The Changing Room – Catherine Lundoff
My Finest Hour – Stan Kent
The Stars Fell Down – Kristina Wright
Couples Welcome – Erica Dumas
Busted – Sophie Mouette
X-ray Specs – Heather Peltier
Forceful Personalities – Dominic Santi
The Poet, Dying – Simon Sheppard
Command Performance – Teresa Noelle Roberts
Volcanic Vacation – Sage Vivant
Down on Your Knees – Shanna Germain
Late Bloomer – Alison Tyler
Sharing the Perfect Cock – Rachel Kramer Bussel

Although just about every page in Caught Looking arouses me in some way, my favorite stories are probably The Stars Fell Down and X-Ray Specs. X-Ray Specs is a longtime favorite of ours, having been posted at Good Vibrations’ website long before this book was published. If you’d like to read it, you’ll find it here:

http://www.goodvibes.com/content.jhtml?id=999

If you’re like us – if the thought of making love in front of an unobstructed floor-to-ceiling window turns you on, if you’ve ever gotten really hot viewing a webcam, if you enjoy pleasuring yourself twice as much when you’ve got an audience, if your biggest fantasies involve watching and being watched – give Caught Looking a try.

http://www.amazon.com/Caught-Looking-Erotic-Voyeurs-Exhibitionists/dp/1573442569/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1222205019&sr=8-1

I just wish I could find this in an audiobook, because turning the pages and using a toy can be incredibly difficult when you’re uncoordinated like me. 🙂

-Jill