Archive for Prudishness

We’re all naked before god

Posted in Porn, Sexual politics with tags , , , , on August 7, 2018 by Accidental Masturbator

If The Church were to be psychoanalised on the same terms as the rest of us, the diagnosis would surely be that it has some serious issues when it comes to sex. Celibacy, or at least virtuous monogamy, is required of its leaders, yet news headlines are not infrequently peppered with stories of sexual abuse. Homosexuality is a deviancy, though transgressive priests seem to favour boys. And pornography is sinful, whilst 400 nudes recline on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. Jeez – that’s one conflicted patient you’ve got the Doc!

Last week the

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Preferring pervert to profane

Posted in Random stuff about sex, Sexual politics with tags , , , , on February 9, 2018 by Accidental Masturbator

“The colour of the paint is absolutely ****ing lovely,” I wrote in a post on a forum. It was my intention to be ironically effusive with my appreciation of the item in question, and I assumed the self parody was sufficiently blatant. Asterisks were used to spare the sensibilities of those most easily offended. “If I told you quite how lovely it was,” my post continued, “I’d probably need a box of Kleenex. But what I need to know about the product is Continue reading

Covering up

Posted in Porn, Sexual politics with tags , , , , , , on March 5, 2013 by Accidental Masturbator

Not so many years ago, you could walk into pretty much any British newsagent, and there’d be a good selection of well known porn mags openly displayed on the top shelf. Mayfair, Parade, Penthouse, Playboy, Razzle, Escort, Knave, Men Only … it was all good wholesome tits’n’arse’n’pussy. And as we all get more relaxed about how much flesh our pop stars flash, porn models have shaved off pubes, hoisted knees up to ears, and with fingers pulling pussy lips wide open, the photographer has moved in close enough to enjoy a good sniff. And I’m all for that. I like to toss myself off over a nice cunt close-up, and I’m more than happy to see an anus or two spread across the pages of jazz mags.

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