LUNURE KANDEL LoveFuck Poem I want to fuck you I want to fuck you all the parts and places I want you all of me all of me my mouth is a wet pink onve your tongue glides serpent in stirring the inhabited depths waking my tongue to yours and then your body turns and then your cock slides in my open mouth velvety head against my soft pink lips velvety head against my soft wet-velvet tongue your cock /hard and strong/ grows harder, throbs in my mouth rubs against the wet slick walls, my fingers hold you caress through the sweat-damp hair hold and caress your cock that slides i… Read more

Carnal Apple, Woman Filled, Burning Moon Carnal apple, Woman filled, burning moon, dark smell of seaweed, crush of mud and light, what secret knowledge is clasped between your pillars? What primal night does Man touch with his senses? Ay, Love is a journey through waters and stars, through suffocating air, sharp tempests of grain: Love is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness. Kiss by kiss I cover your tiny infinity, your margins, your rivers, your diminutive villages, and a genital fire, transformed by delight, slips through the narrow channels of b lo… Read more

My First Cougar When I was 20 and still at university, a friend told me about a club in a fancy boutique hotel in the south city centre of Dublin where cougars went on the hunt for young guys. Many of the women were married, and the age group was 30s to 50s. We went one Wednesday night, and soon on the dance floor I was vibing with a tall, slim woman who was definitely in her 50s but with such shapely legs that she could proudly wear high heels and a very short skirt. She told me that her husband was a shift worker in air traffic control and that she had access to a room in the hote… Read more

Social Call I been to pass your doorway Gave you a buzz, that's all Lately I thought all about you So I thought I'd pay a social call Do you recall the old days We use to have a ball Not that I'm lonesome without you I thought I'd just pay a social call I lie and say things are just swell But to tell the truth I haven't been too well And if you should try to kiss me I wouldn't even stall Maybe we'll get back together Starting with an incidental, elemental Simple social call Yeah Being here with you again Has brought such precious memories Awaking many feelings I feel so alive again… Read more

From 'The Triumph of Achilles' (1985) The Encounter by Louise Glück You came to the side of the bed and sat staring at me. Then you kissed me–I felt hot wax on my forehead. 
I wanted it to leave a mark: that’s how I knew I loved you. Because I wanted to be burned, stamped, to have something in the end— I drew the gown over my head; a red flush covered my face and shoulders. It will run its course, the course of fire, setting a cold coin on the forehead, between the eyes. You lay beside me; your hand moved over my face as though you had felt it also— you must have known, then,… Read more

BLOW YOUR KISS GOODBYE TO LIFE ETERNAL KYLIE PYLANT aka Kylie Page aka Bonnie Kinz (2-13-1997 to 6-23-2025) Oh, you better turn around and blow your kiss goodbye to life eternal Angel, yeah Angel Ooh, ah Angel, uhm, yeah-yeah, uhm (Jeff Buckley) KYLIE PYLANT was born in Claremore, a small town north-east of Tulsa, Oklahoma, on the night before Valentine's Day in 1997. Eighteen years later, she was in Phoenix, Arizona, doing her first nude shoot for FTVGirls. She used the name, Bonnie Kinz at that stage for her first boy-girl shoot for ATK and a later threes… Read more

<div> Polo Shirt </div><div>[Verse 1]</div><div> </div><div>Holla, you wanna say it?</div><div>You gotta pick the right one tonight, uh</div><div>Don’t wanna make shit look too easy, uh huh</div><div>I got that money, it came left to right</div><div>My right bra, tight and teeny</div><div>Let’s go</div><div> </div><div>[Chorus]</div><div> </div><div>You wanna get me out my polo shirt</div><div>You wanna get me out my polo shirt</div><div>You wanna get me out my polo shirt</div><div>My polo and my mini skirt</div><div>Titties popping out my bra, like what</div><div>You wanna throw it to… Read more

A Memory about Paul Thomas (born Philip Taubus) From Gram Ponante, Porn Valley Observed blog, September 2022 My favorite porn crossover story is from a simpler time, when Paul Thomas made the smooth transition from Broadway actor to adult star during the early 70s Porno Chic era. Whenever I see Paul Thomas, who went from a Broadway career in generation-defining musicals like “Hair” to a 4-decade (and counting) gig in front of and behind the camera in porn, I ask him about the middle period: his role as Peter in the 1973 Norman Jewison movie “Jesus Christ Superstar.” Several y… Read more

Hop on the BBC If it's first then it's gotta be... Girl she tell me say That she wanna be my wife ting, wife ting Wife ting 'cause I give her biting Nah she say she don't define me E be like say she want to die me She tell me say the things, sweater than a honey thing 'Cause the thing got a body, shaking like a jellybean Nah she say she don't define me E be like say she want to dye me, oh She no my f0r ce, e for better be like stallion She no my f0 rce, e for better be like stallion She no my f0 rce, dropping fire like a dragon Yeah fire like a dragon She say she want to stay all nigh… Read more

In the Plaza by Louise Glück For two weeks he’s been watching the same girl, someone he sees in the plaza. In her twenties maybe, drinking coffee in the afternoon, the little dark head bent over a magazine. He watches from across the square, pretending to be buying something, cigarettes, maybe a bouquet of flowers. Because she doesn’t know it exists, her power is very great now, fused to the needs of his imagination. He is her prisoner. She says the words he gives her in a voice he imagines, low-pitched and soft, a voice from the south as the dark hair must be from the south.… Read more

The Encounter by Louise Glück (1941-2023) You came to the side of the bed and sat staring at me. Then you kissed me - I felt hot wax on my forehead. I wanted it to leave a mark: that’s how I knew I loved you. Because I wanted to be burned, stamped, to have something in the end - I drew the gown over my head; a red flush covered my face and shoulders. It will run its course, the course of fire, setting a cold coin on the forehead, between the eyes. You lay beside me; your hand moved over my face as though you had felt it also - you must have known, then,… Read more

Untitled by Franz Wright This was the first time I knelt and with my lips, frightened, kissed the lit inwardly pink petaled lips. It was like touching a bird's exposed heart with your tongue. Summer dawn flowing into the room parting the curtains-the lamp dimming-breeze rendered visible. Lightning, and then soft applause from the leaves... Almost c h1ld r€n, we lay asleep in love listening to the rain. We didn't ask to be born. Franz Wright, “Untitled,” Earlier Poems (Alfred A. Knopf, 2007)… Read more

Violet Myers and Isiah Maxwell in Blacked, April 2025. Violet Myers is one of those girls who can divide fan audiences. She is short, blessed with amazing curves, and her thickness varies as her weight fluctuates, perhaps caused by her monthly hormonal cycle, perhaps by her diet. She is a sensuous feast of a woman. She is also blessed with an ability to talk dirty and not overplay her reactions on set. Her body is free of tattoos and these days she has a lovely triangle of bush. In her latest Blacked scene, we open with the lovely Vioet, home from a stopping spree, trying on her haul… Read more

Why Hollywood keeps the penis out of sight David Titterington Dec 21, 2018 Hollywood has a strange relationship with the penis. Or rather, Americans have a strange relationship with the penis. Peter Lehman summarizes it best: “In order to take narrative cinema’s powerfully ideal male body seriously, we must not see its literal truth.” In Running Scared: Masculinity and the representation of the male body (2001), Lehman points out that there are only a few reasons Hollywood films will show the penis: as cringe/a cruel joke (if it's small), as a phallic spectacle (usually shrouded… Read more

Phallus Alec Derwent (A. D.) Hope (1907–2000) This was the gods' god, The leashed divinity, Divine divining rod And Me within the me. By mindlight tower and tree Its shadow on the ground Throw, and in darkness she Whose weapon is her wound Fends off the knife, the sword, The Tiger and the Snake; It stalks the virgin's bed And bites her wide awake. Her Bab-el-Mandeb waits Her Red Sea gate of tears: The b l 0 0 d-sponge god dilates, His rigid pomp appears; Sets in the toothless mouth A tongue of prophecy. It speaks in naked Truth Indifference for me Love, a romantic slime Th… Read more

Vagina in the Vatican by Pat Ingoldsby (1942-2025) A vagina sneaked into the Vatican. It crept past the vagina detectors. It tiptoed into the very heart of the rules and regulation section where all the Cardinals were sitting around in circles making rules about times of the month, thermometers ... The little vagina sprang out suddenly and shouted – ‘Peace be with you! The Cardinals all replied ‘And also with you’ because none of them had ever actually seen one and they hadn’t got a clue what it really was so they gave it cups of tea and chocolate biscuits ...… Read more

Sex Without Love By Sharon Olds How do they do it, the ones who make love without love? Beautiful as dancers, Gliding over each other like ice-skaters over the ice, fingers hooked inside each other’s bodies, faces red as steak, wine, wet as the c h 1l dr en at birth, whose mothers are going to give them away. How do they come to the come to the come to the God come to the still waters, and not love the one who came there with them, light rising slowly as steam off their joined skin? These are the true religious, the purists, the pros, the ones who will not accept a false Messia… Read more

First Sex By Sharon Olds I knew little, and what I knew I did not believe–they had lied to me so many times, so I just took it as it came, his naked body on the sheet, the tiny hairs curling on his legs like fine, gold shells, his sex harder and harder under my palm and yet not hard as a rock his face cocked back as if in terror, the sweat jumping out of his pores like sudden trails from the tiny snails when his knees locked with little clicks and under my hand he gathered and shook and the actual flood like milk came out of his body, I saw it glow on his belly, all they had s… Read more

The Knowing by Sharon Olds Afterwards, when we have slept, paradise- comaed, and woken, we lie a long time looking at each other. I do not know what he sees, but I see eyes of quiet evenness and endurance, a patience like the dignity of matter. I love the open ocean blue-grey-green of his iris, I love the curve of it against the white, that curve the sight of what has caused me to go over, when he’s quite still, deep inside me. I have never seen a curve like that, except our sphere, from outer space. I don’t know where he got his kindness without self-regard, almost without self… Read more

[Intro] I'm coming [Verse 1] Night falls, heart beats They fall in love Moon rises, earth arches My gates are open [Pre-Chorus] (Hey!) I am Erika Welcome! You Are like gorgeous Trance God Just make yourself at home Do what you want And when you come I'll come with you [Chorus] (I'm coming, I'm coming) And before you come I hear you screaming (I'm coming, I'm coming) And to that, I scream Out loud, "I'm coming" (I'm coming, I'm coming) And together we come And be like (I'm coming, I'm coming) It's like that When you fall in love (Wonderful!) [Verse 2] I… Read more