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Cowboy and the Harlot – SSS

man in cowboy boots sitting stroking cock with woman in lingerie crawling toward him

She could hear him from the other room. He always masturbated late at night. Always wearing his cowboy boots. After listening to him several nights in a row, she could no longer contain herself.

Tonight, she had a little surprise for him.
(Lusting Lola)

She donned a black camisole, a matching garter belt, and stockings. Once he had commenced his regular nighttime routine she slipped on a pair of high heels and stepped outside.

She sauntered to his bedroom door and turned the knob. As expected, it was unlocked.

“What took you so long?” he asked, tipping his hat down, hiding his eyes. He held out his shaft expecting service without another word. She dropped her head and began moving forward, feeling her body ripen and spread. The sheriff had given her this task, and now it was time to prove her worth.

“When you’re done with me, you can do my deputies,” he said.

Startled, she looked left and saw two other deputies. They were sitting there wearing nothing but cowboy boots and hats. Low laughter filled the room. She felt the first trickle of juice leak from her pussy.

While she hadn’t expected the extra company, she didn’t mind.  The more the merrier.  With the sheriff’s delicious-looking dick within her sight, she got on her knees and crawled towards him.  Meanwhile, the deputies got an unobstructed view of her upturned ass, wet pussy, and glistening thighs.

“This is handy,” she said, slithering up his legs like a sidewinder on a sand dune. Easing her dripping pussy onto the waiting cock, she pulled the five-pointed star out of her camisole.

“U.S.  Marshall Matta Harree,” she announced. “You have the right to remain silent.”

“But betcha can’t.”

That is the six-part story resulting from the September Serial Sex Story challenge: the pic and each writer had to produce a chunk of 49 words or less, picking up on the evolving chain in the designated order from the challenge.

If everyone’s up for it maybe we’ll try this once a month toward the end of the month. Any and all comments and feedback welcome, of course. I am inclined to think the segments should be longer so each writer has a bit more opportunity to develop her or his piece.

Gallery of Gifs – Yet More Sex Faces

The first post of a collection of GIFs featuring o faces, otherwise known as orgasm faces or, for a broader range of fun, just sex faces, was such hit that I collected yet more and here they are for your viewing pleasure.

Here are a couple full-size GIFs, then a gallery of GIFs, plus a short vid clip at the end,

gif of girl being fucked with her back arched and making an o face or sex face of ecstasy while orgasming

I like this next one because the sex face includes some lip biting and eyes rolling back in her head, so that must be hitting the sweet spot,

gif of girl being fucked from behind and rolling her eyes back in her head in an o face or sex face

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Aristotle: Philosopher, Genius and….. Male Sub Horndog?

Aristotle? Pony play? Femdom? Wazzupwitdat?

Aristotle and Phyllis by Jan Sandler

Aristotle and Phyllis, Jan Sadeler I, After Bartholomaeus Spranger; Engraving, about 1587-1593; Montreal Museum of Fine Arts

We looked in this post at a collection of  images with lots nude females and males in suits – which sex shrinks say represents male dominance and female submission. So here’s a reversal, a clothed male being dominated and ridden by nude female. With a crop.

And that isn’t just any clothed male – its Aristotle, possibly the smartest man that ever lived, and certainly one of the top ten geniuses of the human race. And it’s not just any nude female – its Phyllis, according to some versions of the fable, below, the spouse of Alexander the Great, and in other versions, the hottest courtesan in Greece.

From Femdom Style Counsel (with an image above I substituted that I liked better because it seems to me to more clearly reflect the artist’s taste for burlesque mockery which is what I find amusing about the fable and the images depicting it):

This image illustrates the medieval story of Phyllis and Aristotle. The philosopher Aristotle warns the young king Alexander (who would become the Great) that he should not spent so much time with his wife (or lover, in other versions) Phyllis. He should rather concentrate on the affairs of state. The beautiful Phyllis of course dislikes this interference. She decides to seduce the old man, in which she quickly succeeds. When he is completely besotted, she promises the philosopher her favours on one condition. He should, as a proof of his true love, come crawling to her apartments and carry her like a pony.
And so it happens. But Alexander, informed by Phyllis, secretly observes the scene. In his anger he threatens to kill the old man. Aristotle however points out that the fact that he, as an experienced man, was so easily seduced and deceived by a woman only proves how right he was to warn for her influence. Thus the meaning of the story is clear. It wants to show us what happens when passion reigns over reason – and that woman is the source of that fateful passion.

But it also shows that we – men – are all fools. Besides that, the legend and its visual representation was for a long time the archetype of female erotic dominance. And it may be my imagination, but some old illustrations seem not so much driven by the intention to denounce female perfidy, as well as by a certain delight in the scene.

Does that strike you as medieval misogyny? Some think so, some don’t…Beginning in the thirteenth century, Aristotle appears everywhere in texts and in visual representations as a slave of love, a reincarnation of the ancient folkloric motif of the wise man tricked and humiliated by a beautiful woman.

And as mentioned above, Aristotle wasn’t just a wise man – one recent academic text has asserted that Aristotle was probably the last person to know everything there was to be known in his own time. Think about that for a minute…

The story has its origins in the writings of the thirteenth-century scholar Jacques de Vitry. Popular throughout the Rhineland, the fable was the subject of the fifteenth-century comedy Ain Spil van Maister Aristotiles. In the sixteenth century it was popular as an illustration of the triumph of female seduction over masculine intellect.

That all set me off on a brief riff through the modern day images of pony play with a few vintage pics to boot, so after the jump break some more naughty and freaky images….

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Every Girl Crazy ‘Bout A Sharp Dressed Man

Goddess Wife has been entranced lately with porn images of clothed sex, particularly men in suits with their cocks out.

So I put together a slideshow of some great clothed sex images. Lingerie only didn’t count, and either (or any) person involved had to be at least partially clothed – those were the format choices.

Here’s the slideshow – about 4 minutes, with a little old school musical accompaniment about a sharp dressed man by ZZ Top,

and if you want still more, here’s another slug of hot pics – there are a few dups, but you can can pop ’em out to see ’em big,

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Her Majesty Requires

Yo Brits….

Her Royal Majesty requires MORE MEDALS!

The Queen driving and holding an automatic pistol with a silencer

Happily for the national psyche, Zara Phillips, granddaughter of the Queen, who almost despaired after she knocked over a fence during the showjumping section of the equestrian team eventing section, rallied with her teammates’ performance to win a silver medal in the event, Tuesday. Then Wednesday there was finally a Brit gold in women’s rowing.

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