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07 Aralık 2021, 21:23
The reality of sex ? a wanker?s viewI?ve talked about my ?sex education?, and over the decades back to the 60s, there?s a lot I can?t remember along the way. But the contrast between clicking on a porn site today, and what could be seen back then couldn?t be greater. Nowadays girls have their own sites and nothing but nothing is left to the imagination (more?s the pity). Back then, yes there was porn of a sort. I remember Harrison Mark?s magazines had nudity, but anything below the belt was airbrushed out (we?re talking women of course), and for years I thought that was what women looked like. Not that I looked at that sort of porn, but I had to pretend to like it ? ?warrh, get a load of her? etc etc ? when the blokes at school passed this stuff round. You didn?t have Page 3, there wasn?t nudity on TV or in films, so you might think ?what awful times?. The saving grace for me was that I didn?t need to see much, and the excitement that built up in me as we got closer to Friday and Ready Steady Go!, the dancing girls who showed their knickers in very short skirts, giving me hands-free ecstasy and wet pants, was overwhelming. Trouble was, with no ?pause live TV?, no re-wind, no recording of any sort, and just three channels to choose from, with years to wait for re-runs (RSG! hardly ever was, till this day), seeing bareness on TV was rare. Seeing it anywhere else was too, and as for hardcore, there was none to my knowledge. I think the Swedes had more liberalism, and there was the underground stuff, Polaroid parties ? all of which blokes at school brought in from time to time. Fortunately for me, I found the magazines of my dreams ? Spick, Span, Spick