Porncrank's Deep Thoughts

Saturday, May 31, 2008

PornoTube

Props to PornoTube... I had pretty much written them off as slow, buggy, and low quality a few months ago. But I just went back since YouPorn has seemed to have dried up a bit, and I must say they are much improved. The site seems to be functioning perfectly, the download speed is good, and there are actually some pretty great videos in their "Top Rated" section.

Of course, I imagine my appetite for porn will soon outstrip what they have and I'll have to find another site. Hopefully by the time I've gone around the block and return to YouPorn, and then PornoTube, they'll have taken it to the next level.

Friday, May 30, 2008

Sexy Labia

I found this site about large labia to be pretty cool. As I mentioned in my very first post so long ago, I'm a fan of the full package. This site does have a lot of great photos, though I find the page-by-page layout and commentary to be a bit unnerving.

I also think some of the pics are retouched. I've certainly seen my share of authentic large labia in porn, but I have a feeling some of these are, shall we say, digitally enhanced. I'd prefer if they were all real. And I'd prefer if there were some videos of those lovely ladies in action. Still, good to see some love for the women who come with a little extra.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Back At It

Okay, after last night's post I realized I needed to get some yerking done. So I cracked open a folder full of "unsorted" stuff and sorted it. Seems my favorite way to get to yerking is to start with some type of porn related project.

Sure, sometimes I'll get an idea to yerk to a particular vid I know I have, or I'll just get excited about seeking out new stuff, but more often than not I just make up some arbitrary "organize this part of the porn collection" task, and a few minutes later I'm all horned up and ready to pop a zizzy.

The specifics of the organizing task aren't important. It's just a real-life MacGuffin to make me feel that I'm doing something useful until the hormones kick in.

Last night it was sorting my YouPorn stash into "Blows", "Fucks" and "Other". Believe it or not, there's a fair amount of complexity in doing such a sort, as some clips dabble in more than one area. But I can usually figure out which part of the clip I'm most likely to remember and thus where I should pitch it.

My experience last night was so enjoyable that I just stopped by YouPorn today to check out what the latest wares were. Sadly to say, I was quite disappointed. Seems that they're getting more strict about what kind of content they let on the site, most likely from copyright concerns, and so they are only posting truly amateur stuff now. My initial glee at digging through YouPorn has completely waned as I rarely find anything that blows me away any more.

I don't have anything against amateur stuff per se, but the stuff I'm coming across (or more truthfully, _not_ coming across) is just a little too grungy for my taste.

It reminds me how so many things that look simple actually take quite a bit of skill. The quality of professional porn usually sucks enough that I'd think any old fool could do better. But as it turns out, YouPorn has shown me that I should be thankful for the crap I usually get. It could be even worse: porn could consist of nothing but backlit long shots and murky extreme close-ups of middle-aged couples who typify the American health epidemic. Not that I begrudge them their exhibitionist joy; but it's not my cup of tea for stroking the Stiff Wilson.

Ah well. I'm sure I'll find a good porn source again soon.

Fuckin' Weird

You know what's fuckin' weird? No: not that tranny video you stumbled upon last night. That's old hat. What's weird is that I haven't looked at porn or yerked in a week. That is seriously fucked up.

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Great Music & Video

Just reminded of Clarence Carter's Strokin'.

Great stuff.

And thanks to the YouTube recommendations I came across this earlier Clarence Carter song.

I especially love how it sounds like a southern gospel piece. Now a sermon like that would make me stand up, shake my hand in the air and shout "tell it! tell it brother!"

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Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Female Ejaculation

I call bullshit.

I see it fairly often in porn now: women who, when fucked, burst forth from their loins as if someone just popped a champagne cork out of their pussy. Orgasmic screaming and twitching ensues, and the guy says something like "awe yeah, fuckin' A".

Again: I call bullshit.

Go into a random porn forum and say female ejaculation is fake. You'll get flamed until your ass is as hairless as a starlet's pussy. Most guys who watch porn love the idea of female ejaculation. They'll defend it against all logic. It has taken on mythical importance. I guess I can imagine why it is appealing to the average male: with female ejaculation a woman's sexuality is now visually analogous to a man's. Suddenly the female ejaculation becomes the point of sex. The proof you're a man. Much better than chasing after the amorphous female orgasm. Heck, if you haven't made a girl blow a firehouse out her twat you must not know what you're doing.

Let's clarify the term "female ejaculation": I'm not denying that a pussy gets awfully juicy if things are going well. The very lucky ladies I've been with have sometimes left damn near a puddle on the mattress. And though I've never seen anything that a working man would call a "squirt", I'm willing to believe that there may be a few rare individuals or circumstances whereby the lovely lady's lubricant might do such a thing.

For example, I can squirt saliva directly from my salivary glands, thus allowing me to "ejaculate from my mouth" if we're going to play fast and loose with such terms. So sure, I can imagine that some female gland might do something similar under the right circumstances.

What I don't believe is that females ejaculate as depicted in porn. My complaints specifically: I don't think one can achieve that kind of volumnious projectile load and I don't think it brings one to new heights of hitherto unexperienced pleasure.

Here are some reasons I think female ejaculation as depicted is fake:

1. Ten years ago none of the women in porn ejaculated. Today it's downright common. We may be evolving, but not that fast. What explains this disparity? Is it that all sexual encounters were unsatisfactory until just a few years ago? That's a little easier to believe I suppose than the idea that suddenly all these dumb porn beefcakes can fuck a woman to explosive orgasm and ejaculation on queue. Maybe the idea is that squirters are rare but the industry is suddenly finding and hiring these special girls? And then as never before taking the time to actually sexually satisfy them? Tell me whether you think it might be cheaper and easier to just hire girls who will take a piss on a guy and fake an orgasm?

2. My personal experience is not scientifically exhaustive, and I hate to claim I know what I'm doing with real women, but based on repeat business I'd say that I'm satisfying them just fine. Yet I've never seen a female ejaculate. More importantly I've never heard from someone I trust that they've directly seen it either. It's always a friend of a friend who saw it. Or even less convincingly some anonymous internet poster. It's like all the other urban legends. Sex goes on a lot. Rare sexual practices spread like wildfire and become understood. It's only stuff that's not reproducible that languishes in the unknown for so long.

3. Official information is sparse and contradictory. Check out the Wikipedia page. For example, the source and makeup of the liquid itself is not well established. Are you fucking kidding me? For something that an allegedly THREE BILLION people can do? Nobody can isolate it and resolve it? Despite what your mother may have told you, the human vagina is not subject to the Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle. Research on this topic should be a breeze: invite in some of the famous squirters and analyze what is going on. No: porn videos do not count as documented evidence.

4. Right before I posted this I talked to my own resident pussy expert. Not my girlfriend, who incidentally thinks it's bullshit and has no interest in trying to achieve said feat. No, I talked to my sluttiest lesbian friend. She knows pussy in a way that straight men and women simply cannot. And while not ruling out the fringe possibility of female ejaculation, she said she has never seen such a thing, and that the idea is pretty much a nonstarter with lesbians. In my book that carries the weight of Daniel Boone telling me he finds no evidence of Sasquatch.

So what's my reason for being so worked up about it? Simple: I have an obsession with sussing out sexual misinformation. Be they urban legends, old wives tales, locker room bullshit, or simple misunderstandings, I find the disconnect between real human sexuality and the rumors to be both fascinating and frustrating.

The only reasonable sounding description I've ever heard of female ejaculation, one that wasn't tinged with sensationalist Pavlovian excitement, was in an online forum where a girl described her own experience in humble terms. The gist was that her boyfriend could manipulate things in a way that made a small amount of fluid squirt out, that it definitely wasn't pee, but that it wasn't that dramatic or tied to orgasm. Okay, I'll buy that.

I remember when I was a young boy in the 80s reading a Cosmopolitan sex survey that claimed women had, on average, seven orgasms to a man's one. That is: during intercourse the average woman came seven times in the time it took the guy to blow his load. I'm not even going to bother explaining how uncommon such an event is. What surprises me is that an obvious male fantasy -- the notion that a few strokes of the man's holy cock sends immediate paroxysms of ecstasy through his partner -- would be the party line in a women's magazine.

I could go on, but I'd rather go yerk. Suffice it to say that while I do not discount outright the possibility of female squirting as a result of sexual activities, female ejaculation as depicted in porn is bullshit.

I'm still open minded to new evidence, but no amount of porn or discussion will dissuade me from my position. Please offer to demonstrate said female ejaculation in person under controlled conditions if you want me to take you seriously. I'll even buy you breakfast in the morning.

Dude. She's just pissing on his dick. It's not my thing but if you like that, it's cool.

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Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Live Porn

Oh: last week I went to a strip club at the request of a couple friends. Live porn. I've been a few times and it's not really my scene. Still, I'm no party pooper so I go and buy lap dances for them.

One new experience occurred when I was invited on a "free tour" of the "VIP" area by a couple the girls. I agreed and they took me to a private room out back, sat me down, and snuggled up alongside to explain to me that for $800 the two of them could do anything I wanted for an hour. A half hour was $450. I don't know exactly what "anything I wanted" really entails, but it's the first time I've ever had such an offer. As generous as it sounded, I politely refused.

The guy friends I was with were Asian. One of the strippers, a cute Asian girl, came over and whispered in my ear "so I see you like Asians". This logic confused me for a second since I'm not sure my taste in men and women can really be compared so directly, but before I could think of a witty response she offered "would you like to come out back with me and see my hot Asian pussy?" I told her that my girlfriend was in fact Asian and that I was currently seeing enough hot Asian pussy. It sounded more disparaging than I intended, since in fact I'd be equally happy to see any breed of attractive pussy. But hey, she started it.

Once most of the girls had come by, felt me out (figuratively), and spread the word that I was a cold fish, I got a little peace and quiet. Which is fine by me. I'm very polite about it, but my least favorite part of the strip club scene is the hustling. So I just sat back and watched the stage girls.

Eventually one floor girl came over and sat down to chat. This is something I actually enjoy a bit: casually talking to strippers. I told her up front I wasn't into lap dances or anything, but maybe she didn't believe me and thought if she chatted me up enough I'd give in. Or maybe she was just bored... it was a quiet mid-week night. In any case, there was no hustle, just light chit-chat and a few laughs for maybe 15 minutes. Then she said she had to get back to work and that was that.

We took off soon afterwards. I don't think I had a stiffy at any point, despite the many attractive and fully nude women prancing around and coming on to me. I wonder what's up with that? I guess that unless I'm actually hooking up with someone because of chemistry, I'd rather have a level of indirection between me and the porn.

That thin film of LCD between me and the girl makes all the difference.

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Thursday, May 1, 2008

Nothing's Up

Wow, it's been a long time. I've had some good yerk sessions in the past month, but just nothing to write home about, so to speak. Here's a couple unrelated things on my mind:

1. According to graphs on Wikipedia I'm just about 80% percentile on penis length and width. But if I mentioned the numbers not a person in the world (myself included) would call it "big". What odd perceptions we have.

2. There's nothing trashier than drinking beer while you're on the can takin' a shit. Don't ask me how I know, I just do.