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  • Science fiction...sex

    And now for something different.

    There is a lot of sex (and sexiness) out there in one of my other areas of interest: science fiction, or sci-fi. Over the last couple of years I've noticed some wonderfully creative and salacious material out there.

    EVer since the production of the 1956 sci-fi thriller Forbidden Planet, science fiction has never been the same.

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    Poster from Fim Forno

    Fast forward to the 1980s, and you have the memorable Princess Leia in a metal bikini...

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    But if you're talking about a sub-genre called 'sci-fi porn' (pretty good write-up in the link), then 'Barbarella' (1968) starring Jane Fonda would be the first original one ever. Check out this clip of her in the Excessive Machine.

     

    There's also this piece on mainstream Hollywood making fun of cult-turned-mainstream Hollywood - in 'Zach and Miri Make a Porno', Seth Rogen and Elizabeth Banks spoof Star Wars (NSFW!). This article also has pictures from an artist who has drawn Star Wars 'porn' involving a varied cast of female characters, both major, minor and almost unknown.

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    You'll never look at Darth Vader and Princess Leia, or pretty much any of the other characers, the same way ever again.

    (The above pic was just a preview...click on it to get to the artist's webpage.)
  • Flashback: Mandy. The farewell.

    Racy Redhead.jpgRed wine and a chilly spring day
    I bought a bottle of red wine. And a card to go with it. It was a crisp Saturday afternoon and I was going to show my appreciation to Mandy.

    It was the third and last time I would be seeing her (see here for the first).

    That afternoon started out like almost any other afternoon. It was a crisp spring day, and the weather was a bit too chilly for my liking.

    After lunch, I had called her to make an appointment. It was nearly as easy as making one with my dentist, except that I don't sleep with my dentist (and pay her for it), and I could get my appointment faster.

    A trip to the wine seller's was next in order.

    I chose I red wine...it's good for the heart, and nothing to do with Mandy being a redhead. There was some celebrating to do; or rather, it was a farewell. I was leaving the country for good, and it would be the last time I saw Mandy. She would also be the last working girl I saw before I left. That should count for something.

    So I got the wine. I hoped she would like it - both my gesture and the wine. It was my third and last time seeing her.

    Red wine, red hair
    She opened the door wearing a dress with little sequin-like decorations; the dress was a v-neck, sleeveless, bluish-grey and slightly 'shiney' one that came to just above her knees. She looked great.susan.jpg

    She was pleasantly surprised with my gift. We had some of the wine, and chatted. Very soon we moved to the bedroom, where we put our wine glasses down and I took a shower. We chatted some more after that, only having very short pauses in conversation for me to remove the little clothes she still had on - she was only in her bra and panties when I got out of the shower.

    I was in no rush, so we sipped wine and talked, lying down facing each other and touching one another. I kissed her neck, shoulders and breasts, savouring each moment. She didn't reciprocate that much but that was fine; her skin had its usual smoothness - waxed, creamed, or both, I never asked how.

    Every now and then I would cuddle up to her as we talked. She was as tall as me and even bigger boned, so it seemed natural that I did that. We talked about my life back home, her day job, and other things. Mostly it was inconsequential stuff, but it interesting nonetheless.

    Then we started, slowly, to have sex.

    Farewell
    I wouldn't say'make love'. There were not enough feelings or real affection between us for that. She still kept her professional escort's distance, and I know enough to be realistic about such things. But I enjoy her company and I think she enjoys our conversations, so we made a good 'professional' fit.

    But it was nice sex. We started with kissing for the first time - "I didn't know that you kiss," I said, to which she replied, "I didn't know that you kissed," - and then licking one another. I gradually became hard, she put a condom on and started to suck me. It was long before I was hard and she got on top of me. I sat up, grabbed her buttocks, hips, waist, back, cradling my head in between her breasts.

    She rode me till I came. Afterward, we lay in one another's arms, and talked some more. I felt almost sorry that I wouldn't be able to see her again as I was leaving the country for good soon, but it felt good being with her for the last time.

    It was a cold evening outside by the time I left. But inside I was feeling warmed to the heart.

  • Flashback: The tanned Milf

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    I can't recall when we actually got on the bed, but we were still talking for a bit; until we touched one another, and were still talking until we lay down and started necking.

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    The day started out like any other. Which is to say, normally. I woke up, brushed my teeth and washed my face, and made myself a coffe. Then I made breakfast, made small talk with my flatmates, and watched a bit of telly. Later I took a shower, and wondered what I would do for lunch.

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    She was brunette; a German native who had settled in the country some time ago. I told her I liked her "mixed" accent; it was understandable and interesting. She replied that she liked mine, and asked where I was from. At this time I had just finished my shower, and we chatted while taking our turns in the bathroom. When she came out, she was dressed only in a pair of black thong panties.

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    I was looking for work then, so I had time to kill. When I felt that I'd made enough work-application calls for the day, I looked into some other newspaper classifieds, and decided to call someone who was advertised there as part of a 'stable' of girls. I'd tried their services before, although that first time was not an especially memorable experience. After seeing the ad on this other lady, I wanted to give them another chance.

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    She was petite, slim, tanned and athletic-looking; the black thong wasn't exactly a nice contrast on her, but she looked nice in it. We felt pretty relaxed in the apartment as we spoke to one another, and this created a nice atmosphere.

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    I called them, and arranged - with the lady who handled the calls - a time to be at the apartment. And so I went. And I knocked on her door.

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    We continued chatting. She told me about her ten-year-old kid who liked spending time on the beach, and the large island offshore that she took him to every summer. She also told me about how she only did this work occasionally, when she needed some extra income. (I can't recall if she said she did any other job.) It was a pretty interesting conversation, although we didn't get too much into her personal life.

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    "Hello, how are you?"
    "I'm good, thanks. And you?"

    The pleasantries may seem mundane, but they were a part of everyday life here. And it was the normal way of greeting someone when meeting for the first time. It didn't make a difference even though it was a client-service provider transaction. It was probably more important, in such a relationship and setting, to establish an amicable, easy-going rapport.

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    I don't remember how long we made out. I remember kissing her all over a lot, enjoying the feel of her tanned skin. Then, as we were lying down, her in my arms, I reached down and snuck my hand into her thong (she still had it on) and between her legs. In turn her hand went for my erect cock...

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    I liked her right away. She was a pleasant-looking Milf (mother I love to f***) and her disposition seemed to be genuinely warm. We started chatting.

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    ...and I stopped her.

    "No," I said. "Not yet."
    "Why?"
    "I haven't decided...what I...want to do yet..."

    She laughed; a deep throaty laugh that I wasn't used to, but wasn't unpleasant.
    "Alright...we'll see."

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    We got on so well, at least superficially, that at some level I nearly forgot about eventually having sex with her. As I stripped down and headed to the bathroom for my shower, we continued our conversation. Then she mentioned my accent.

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    I pulled her on top of me - the second time I did so - and licked at her breasts and nipples (again). Then we turned over and I was on top, working my way down. Finally I could take it no longer, and pulled at her thong...

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    Some say that certain people's voices are a turn-on. In this case it may have been the accents - hers and mine. I really wanted her then. At some point she knew what I wanted, when I wanted it. She took my hand, and led me to the bedroom.

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    ...which came down her hips, past her knees, and off past her ankles. And I grabbed her bare hips and wedged myself between her legs. As gently as I could, I entered her, and pumped - once, twice, a third time, and continued...

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    It was one of those ordinary days. But it was not every day I got to make love to a tanned, accomodating, pleasant Milf who spoke with a nice accent, and who had an interesting story to tell about herself. 'Working ladies' come from all walks of life, and you had to respect that. It was something that took me a few years to experience and understand after such encounters.

  • World's horniest countries

    94a2c419358e31a04e428114dd4146b9.jpgAskMen.com has a recent feature on the world's top ten "horniest countries."

    Starting at Mexico at number ten, the countdown to number one held both surprises and non-surprises for me.

    The surprises included Switzerland and Malaysia (sort of). The ones I expected included Mexico, China, Russia and Brazil.

    What were the criteria? Well, it seemed that the writer(s) used the Durex survey rankings as their guide - in fact, "in line" with it. Rankings depend on how often or how much the people in each country had sex. 56c86bea2ef8fde37aa3dba5317f9dac.jpg

    They've also helpfully included, for each country, a list of nightspots to hit for picking up men and women -- especially women, if some venues or areas indicated for sex workers and freelancers are any signs.

    What I find interesting is that countries like Thailand didn't make it to the top ten. I mean, obviously Thais and others there weren't having enough sex! This was surprising, given that the country is known for its beautiful women and vibrant...entertainment and nightlife.

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    (Picture courtesy of Asian Sweetheart)

     

    And the no. 1 country? Well, go to the AskMen.com listing to find out. But here's a clue, clad in traditional garb:

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    Okay, that's British glamour model Keeley Hazell in faux-classical world wear. But still, any excuse for a sexy picture.
  • New type of pornography?

    I came across these couple of articles on a "new" kind of pornography, written by Regina Lynn of Wired's Sex Drive and then with a sort of follow-up by Bonnie Ruberg of The Village Voice.

    In 'Real sex tantalizes as processed sex gets boring', Lynn talks about the radically different types of porn which go against the mainstream of fake boobs, fake scenarios, fake orgasms and faking turning each other on ('chemistry' is the word she used).

    She's referring to Australian amateur site abbywinters.com (NSFW), where the models do everything from solo masturbation to girl-on-girl acts. And it's all realistic - no silicone breast jobs, porn-star make-up, or pretense at false attraction to sex partners on screen. The models, mostly Australian, also do very interesting, non-mainstream things like just chat with each other onscreen or do naked yoga exercises.

    Lynn writes about abbywinters among other diverse sites, but Bonnie Ruberg's piece 'Australian girls with pubic hair reclaim amateur porn' delves more into it. I reckon the title captures it all pretty well.

    So are these sites like what they claim?

    I'm not a member of any of these sites, so I can only access whatever free material they put out or what others upload in other free websites like pornhub etc. And it looks like abbywinters is the 'real' thing - au naturel boobs, bushes and all. Even the sexual chemistry on screen looks and seems like the real thing.

    If you're looking for glitzy, glamourous, American-made, American-style mainstream pornagraphy, then amateur sites like abbywinters.com are not for you. But it remains to be seen if abbywinters can continue to compete with more well-known mainstream websites for viewership, subscriptions and ultimately, profits and business viability.

    I wish them all the best.