Dammit!

Alternate (and more useful) title: Peeping Tom / Upskirt Porn Revisited

I was browsing Smutty recently on one of those rare occasions when I was able to watch videos. My wife was either out of the house or otherwise occupied (on a separate floor), such that I was sure I wouldn’t get interrupted and she wouldn’t be able to hear the video’s sound. And I had to be very careful in this case because the description of the video indicated that the girl getting fucked was very vocal; we all know that the sound from pornographic videos travels better than any other sound known to man – put your computer on the lowest possible volume setting and people 3 doors down will still know immediately you’re watching a fuck flick – so it was especially important to watch this video when she wouldn’t be able to hear it.

A Different Type of Movie? Or More of the Same?

I should state, before anyone gets any false expectations, that I’m talking about a porn movie, not a “regular” movie. Just in case someone is coming here for the first time and doesn’t know what this blog is about. (And all of the blog name doesn’t tip them off.)

Probably not an extremely helpful disclaimer, eh? And should I really make the distinction between a “porn movie” and a “regular movie” – as if porn is somehow irregular? Porn is pretty fucking common these days. Maybe it should be a distinction between “porn movies” and “non-porn movies”?

If I’m going to have these kinds of sidebars I should try to make them more relevant, shouldn’t I? Oh well, too late now. It would be a lot of work to go back and delete the previous two paragraphs (and this one), so I’ll just leave them in and let my readers deal with the fallout of my scattered thoughts.

I’m almost positive I’ve already written something on this blog almost exactly the same with regard to my tangents.

Why I Would Have Sex With a Zombie

Last week I wrote about sex with zombies. No, seriously, it’s true! I really did! This blog is fucked up, yo.

Too New to be Good?

I’ve written about Belle Knox once or twice. (How can I not? It’s an actual story about porn that people are aware of!) But as much as I’ve written about her, Gram Ponante has written a lot more; she (and the asshat who outed her) show up on his blog (and the blog on Naked Truth where he also writes) fairly often.

Sex With Zombies?

Here’s what I don’t get about sex with zombies:

Actually, before I get into that, allow me to spend a moment reveling in the fact that I have created a blog, the subject matter of which allows me to create a post that starts with the sentence, “Here’s what I don’t get about sex with zombies.” And it’s not even that far off topic. (It involves sex, after all.)

Pornstars: Doin It For the Money

I wrote recently about Belle Knox, and whether or not porn can be a form of female empowerment. She recently wrote a post for HuffPo which should have been common sense, except that when it comes to porn we tend to throw common sense out the window. (I really want to make a pun about “throwing things out the window” when it comes to porn, but I can’t think of one that wouldn't be really, really gross.)