Zak Sabbath succeeded Pynchon with a hard-on in “We Did Porn.”
Patrick’s book should not be confused with “Sinner Tells All.” Just because it is unflinching doesn’t mean it scorches the earth.
“Exposure” is one woman’s journey through a world that seemed to be a lot nicer to her than the one she came from
Dennis Hof’s “The Art of the Pimp: A Love Story — One Man’s Search for Love, Sex, And Money” launches Porn Memoir Week.
The Porno Industrial Complex cuts its losses to blow wad on CFCM niche.
Will Chanel Preston escape from her bondage peril at the hands of a Pro Villain?
A thinly-veiled account of the Sarkozy administration, this film outlines the benefits of marrying women who are into orgies.
Is the 70’s porn creepiness gene necessary for our survival?
Sovereign Syre has some irons in the fyre.
A controversial movie that suggests lesbians weren’t born that way.
If it makes you happy, you can still think otherwise.
In Socialist Europe, you’re pretty sure they hose down the sofabed.
For me, porn was an escape from reality TV.
Maybe it’s not a coincidence that Harper Lee rhymes with Robby D.
Candida Royalle wore many hats, had many cats.
Like a Bar Mitzvah, knowing when nipples are sexual objects and when they are not is the key to adulthood.
I imagine the power of this editorial will have America’s problems with sex sorted out within the next two weeks.
…your attraction to her fame is the most mutual attraction you will ever have
Jacky St. James and Eddie Powell join Gram for a lively discussion of hotwifing, fauxcest, and those little hairs on a 21-year-old’s abdomen.
Women with verbs in their names are action-oriented.