Lights! Cameras! Action! Leave it to the French to come up with erotic postcards to tickle the fancy of the libido. In fact, the postcards were merely the opening burlesque act of the big screen erotic action adventure we see today in adult movie houses, on dvd's and on the internet! Films today cover every aspect of sex antics from every angle for every clit happy proclivity. We have a cornucopia of celluloid and digital dildo action to threesomes and foursomes and sums of somes I can't count on two hands. Sex as a three ring circus with whips and cuffs and "slaves" on hands and knees in cages. It's a no rules allowed playground and battleground where for the most part..the vagina is victorious and glorious and the penis is notorious!
As the motion picture industry grew...sex films spread wider than a Kardashians legs and soon they were being shown and produced around the world as the primary purveyors of porn proliferated in Europe and the United States. One of the early French films produced in 1908 is a tale of a French soldier and a servant girl being seduced and having sex with her man in uniform, except he is now out of uniform and inside of her with one body part standing at full erection attention. Subliminal sub dom eh? Oui!! Soon there was a stampede of ponygirl porn where young fillies were hitched to pony carts to pull their "trainers" around in full equine regalia with riding crops held high. I guess that was the Giddy Up Genre..today those films are highly prized and there is a new breed of pony film with female "mares" and male "stallions" riding the range and sexing up the stables!
Now..when it comes to genital hijinx, those G-spot Germans are always pushing the porn envelope and breaking the porn sound barrier. One of their first films along sexual lines was a 10 minute film on the joys of female masturbation where a young Nordic Brunehilda does the deed by going solo at a brisk pace and finishes herself off just in time then a man enters the bedroom and every oriface on her body! Fun with fellatio...Fellatio, Fellatio..wherefore art though Fellatio!! The film also had a sequence of back door amour where things got pretty anal.
Old Tom Edison inventor of everything it seems had a company that invented the kinetoscope which became the much beloved peep show machine that eventually produced peep strips of women undressing on ocean beaches. Had to be the Atlantic as Edisons studio, the Black Moriah was in New Jersey at the time.The dawn of the 20th Century was also the dawn of a new era as sex films sailed the ocean "blue" and made landfall in America. Our new immigrants were celluloid creations and of course, the Puritan foundation of the land of liberty did not want a 2nd Amendment to bear arms to protect our rights and our labia liberty. Along with a litany of "blue laws" came the labeling of sex films as "blue films" Pandora had let her box out of the box and traveling salesmen were now adding blue films to their portfolio of pots and pans and Fuller Brushes! Did you hear the one about the traveling salesman and the farmers daughter? This was only the beginning...soon there would be a post war explosion of Fab Fifties anything goes flesh flicks! It was a gold rush of tits and ass to appeal to every sensibility especially when the digital revolution of the internet got underway! PART TWO Deep Troat and Clitasauraus Rex! by Mike Marino The Atomic Age ushered in a nuclear nightmare, but on the other side of the yin yang coin, it also was ground zero for an explosive catalogue of wet dreams in the form of 8mm and super 8mm stag films that kept a low profile in the porn bunker before the revolution began in earnest. The pack was led by porn pioneers such as Russ Meyer and the litany of labia laden cinema is almost endless. It would be enough to keep Pee Wee Herman pounding away for a century.
The 8mm spawned a whole army of amateur cinematographers on both sides of the big pond. Usually casting their "masturbation masterpieces" with local sex workers, friends and in some cases, willing wives who were willing to put it all out there in the spirit of exhibitionism. We all have a little of that in us afterall anyway so move over Desperate Housewives....or strip down and join the party!
Europe however had it's own Declaration of Sexdependance and in 1969 (69? You're kidding me..how appropriate!) pornography as porn was legalized in Denmark. Not unusual as it is one of the founding fathers of sex change procedures for those looking for a little gentle gender change in their lives. It wasn't long until the Netherlands and Sweden followed suit and sex on film was now kosher! It was legal, money was easy to find to fund fornication films, top quality equipment could now be afforded which increased the overall quality of the films being offered. Best of all..it could now be mass produced for the masses and marketing of these products went where no other porn had gone before...profits!
In America the largely amatuer productions were sold to what were called "camera clubs" and one of their biggest stars and the woman who jet propelled pornography to the xxx stratosphere was Betty Page..Queen of the Pin Ups! The camera clubs provided hot bondage photos by subscription only to circumvent the puritanical and outdated pornography laws that are as ludicrous as the marijuana prohibition laws. Give me pornography, or give me death! Yeah baby. Let's hear three cheers for the land of the free where we were deprived of good old fashioned soft porn. I guess America was always in fear that a populous with a perpetual hard-on would attack Congress for a change, instead of Congress having the American citizen bend over forwards and take it in the ass every election.
Th films not only found a willing marketplace for their porn product but produced superstars of sex including Betty Page who attained the high priestess status of the Queen of Bondage. There were films taken of her in underwear, wielding whips, getting her ass spanked in some fantastic girl on girl action, and vice versa. In the early Fifties she appeared in over 50 short reel stag films as well as two movies, Strip-O-Rama and Varietease! The US Senate was famous in the Fifties for convening hearings on everything from commies under the bed sheets in the Beltway to sexual deviation, their term, not mine. Betty was called to testify and name names. She in effect told the senators to go fuck themselves, not her, by refusing to testify and refusing to name names. They were no match for her balls or her beauty and she was excused for any further action from Congress. I think the old birds just wanted a glimpse of Ms. Page to see if they could still get it up.
The first mass produced porn film in the US is debatable depending on who you talk to but most agree it was "Mona the Virgin Nymph" one hour of orgasm on overdrive released in 1970. Bill Osco and Howard Ziehm who produced this prodigious porn piece broke the barriers one more time with "Flesh Gordon" Then there was Russ Meyer a connosieur of large breasted women. He produced many a breast laden classic starting with "Vixen" released in 1968 was the tale of an oversexed vixen who sexually manipulates everyone she meets, including her brother in the Canadian wilderness which is appropriate as Canada is known for some of the finest beaver around! She ends up seducing her brother, another couple and a Mountie! Now theres a term that fits..Mount Up! The vaginal follow up to "Vixen" was "Super Vixen" ok..this could have been Speilberg and his penchant for Hebrews and Holocausts such as Schindlers List and Munich. In "Super Vixens" a gas station attendent who works at the Martin Bormann's Nazi Super Service in the desert is lusted after by all manner of mammary top heavy females...all with names that begin with the word "Super" his demanding wife, Super Angel constantly harrasses him at home and hearth where he balls up eventually and as she is beating him he retaliates..as best as a wimp can under the circumstance..he heads to the bar afterwards and meets Super Haji while his wife seduces other men in town. One male who can't perform the standing room only performance Super Angel demands results on a bar fisted fight that he eventually wins and as she is tossed into the bathtub he tosses a portable electric radio, plugged into the wall of course where her ample breasts sizzle and steam from the electric shock.
The first homosexual mainstream wet dream is "Boys in the Sand", a parody of the "Boys in the Band" with Cliff Gorman and Lawrence Luckinbill. "Boys in the Sand" was no beach blanket bingo with a gay cast which if it were would have to include an Annette Funicello female impersonator to pull it off. "Boys in the Sand" was pioneering in another respect..it was the first porn film to be reviewed by the veneable New York Times...take that walk on the wild side!.
Forget about Watergate when you hear the term "Deep Throat" starring the Clitasaurus Rex...Linda Lovelace! It was one of the first feature flesh films to actually have a plot to accompany the sypmphony of orchestrated orgasm and the groans and groins of ecstacy.Seems Ms. Lovelace can't reach the finish line while trying to acheive orgasm on the quarter mile track so she is advised to visit a doctor who upon examination discovers that her clit is locted in her throat..so practice makes perfect as she spends the "reel" time of the film giving oral dissertations to a variety of willing participants.and takes the art of swallowing to new heights..or depths in this case. If she worked at a 7/11 she would be the equivilent of a fuel injected Slurpee!
Other films with plots started to appear on the hymen horizon includig Behind Closed Doors. Some films not so edgy and softer on the porn included "Lolita" about an underage nymphette school girl and an older man, "Therese and Isabelle" dealing with lesbian love and comedic offerings such as Priscilla Queen of the Desert, an Aussie downunder so to speak farce about transevestites.
So take your pick...Door Number One for the washer and dryer? Door Number Two for the trip to Bermuda? Or will you try for Whats Behind the Green Door? I would if it's Linda Lovelace waiting for her breakfast of champions and doesn't talk with her mouth full. Ok...swallow. Good girl! Oh, and as for the Boys in the Sand..Good Boy!