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Watching porn in pairs (or, Sky-diving without a parachute)

Posted in condoms, erotica, porn, relationships, threesome on January 21, 2011 by bloomolly

It could be a couple, or perhaps a trio or a happy, gaggling mass of giggling cahootsters: but what happens when porn is on the screen, but you’re no longer alone?

Porn has traditionally been a solo activity, for us girls anyway. Prior to kinky adulthood, this Burger was a porn-perv with friends-who-were-girls on only two occasions. Mainly as a curious discovery of the dirty adult world. The solo adventures were lingering affairs of a more ogly nature. Fodder for a fertile mind, it was.

Then there was a hilarious “gritty realism” gay porn mag that my friends “wore” amongst their fancy dress costumes. The D/s themes were outrageous and something of a first for my innocent eye. Gay dudes turning on the dirty talk power-play. Jissom everywhere. Does it get any better?

On another branch of this flourishing tree, I turn now to porn ‘en masse’, even there are only two of you. Two years ago I sought out couples and found a tattooed dude and his lace-clad lady. Too bad the tatts were so daggy and 80s: viking helmets, flaming crosses and the like. Still, they were into shagwags en masse and decided to get the mood going with a dose of porn. The movie itself was rather plastic in aesthetic. Premise – a celebrity style party becomes an orgy. Jissom everywhere.

Am I the only disturbed by the lack of condoms in porn?

Don’t people realise that sex without condoms is sky-diving without a parachute?

It’s like a bunch of base-jumpers gather round the TV to watch some extreme-sports porn: “Woah, dude – he’s like – twenty-thousand feet up, Man! Woah! Oh my gawwd, Dude – no parachute! That’s like, insane, Man! Uh oh. Hey check this – uh oh, what a doooooosh, Dude.” Splat.

What does porn propogate the ‘splat’ factor? Why is it considered awkward to slip a sheath of slimline rubber onto an errect cock?

The real question of this post is, how does porn lose it’s enHornying power when more than one person is glued to the screen? Well, it’s hard to suspend disbelief in pairs. The silliness just gets sillier. I suppose it also depends on the quality of the porn.

Have you yourself ogled porn in pairs or with friends and partners? Is it better alone? Would you find it embarrassing if you found your partner doing something and suddenly you realise you could be on the set of “Bound subs suck harder 3″?

Feel free to comment with your experiences of group or pair porn perusal. Splat!

 

 

 

 

A slip knot and a slip up

Posted in CFNM, plaything, porn, rope bondage on July 10, 2009 by Alicia

Ah, lovely, dearest readers: yes, I am still having sex. Can’t imagine this stopping any time soon.

Plaything for the first time ever brazenly invited himself over to my place last night. I was on the couch, snuggled up in pajamas, and reading Brave New World (cough, sometimes I actually do as I am told.)
He arrived and showered. The showering is a new arrival routine. At some point we will be having a very hot anal session and part of the excitement is that it will be a surprise. Plaything then hops on the couch with me (he is naked of course, since we are getting into the CFNM business) and we settle down to watch a film.
Not of the literary kind, mind you. Vampyros Lesbos – I had been describing it as lesbian porn but after viewing it, we’re really talking B-grade German skin flick. It was torturous and plaything and I watched it all at 2x fastforward.
I’ll be dead frank here. We want porn with a capital P. Wicked, filthy, fucking, with men in it. Plaything has committed to obtaining some of the good hooch and I look forward to reviewing it for you sometime very soon.
I am proud to say I did an awesome job of tying plaything to the bed. My knots were neat, he was totally restrained and I absolutely loved every minute of it. I was bounching off the walls. Plaything was Very Good and just let me have my fun. Really, him tied up with pretty knots *was* my fun. I could have left him there all night.
Secretly I see this as the opening for some mild CBT (*wave* plaything, look that up on google!) but I know he will have none of that so instead, next time, I will have to be content with waxy wax wax.
Conveniently Uber will be workshopping this very topic on Sunday!
That is, if plaything comes back again. Also worth confessing is that this morning I accidentally ruined his orgasm. I find the consensual ruined orgasm quite exciting however this one was an accident. Despite being forgiven for my inopportune wiggling I do still feel a tiny bit bad.
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