I’ve been fascinated by sex for as long as I can remember. I had my first bumbling, we are conscious of each other’s parts experience at age 10. At 11, I spent a great deal of time skulking about and hunting for illicit trash. What else is a curious virgin to do? Since I spent most of my time with older women because my great grandmother was taking care of me, you might think that would be hard to find. NOT. My grannie was a beautician so I spent most of my free time in the beauty parlor where she worked and it was a place where the 50+ crowd reigned supreme. Yet, in the bathroom, there was a treasure trove of magazines that contained sex stories. I don’t know what kind of magazines they were except to say they looked normal outside, but inside there were some X (not XXX) stories of women shedding clothes, heaving, bared breasts and secret afternoon trysts with big dick studs.
This drew me in a way I can’t describe because I thought, like all kids, that older people don’t have sex. Since that myth was beautifully destroyed, I wondered what else they had to hide. I found, and I was oh so sanguine, novels in our apartment that were pure d smut. lol. I think they were left behind my uncles but wow I was googly eyed. My favorite was a 600 page tome that opened with the VJ-Day parade. The main character ran through the crowd hugging every women he could find. Just like in that famous picture by Alfred Einstadt, that I was to discover many years later, he kissed and groped the women. Deprived of sex for so long he was in a veritable fantasy land. Willingly, they pressed themselves against him and threw their arms around him in their jubilation. Their tears of happiness mingled with the passionate kisses he received, one after another. He grabbed asses, tweaked nipples and ground his erection against the veritable wall of women. Their thrilled reception emboldened and excited him beyond belief. Throbbing and intent, he finally found a woman who was bold enough, or horny enough, after their heated oral exchange to take his hand and push it up under her skirt. She was pantiless and wet. No words exchanged, she grabbed his hand and lead him to a car in the thickest part of the crowd where they fucked right on the hood. They were partially covered by her skirts but no one took notice. Will you ever look at that picture the same way again? 🙂
That was the beginning, which blossomed into an riveting obsession in my early twenties. I graduated from smut to erotica easily since I was an avid reader and more importantly, I relished the thought of not just having sex, or watching it, but elevating it to an an art form. It remains an endlessly fascinating subject for me, in print or film.
Here, in short order, are erotic films that will never leave me. Some I own. Some I find again playing late night and they are like old friends that I fall in love with all over again :). Some are relatively new and still others are classics. Note that their aren’t many with POC. That should be fixed. And no, Zane doesn’t impress me.
MY TOP TWENTY (Click on links for Nerve’s Hollywood Sex Scene Database)
- Body Heat
- 9 1/2 Weeks
- Dressed To Kill
- Two Moon Junction
- Body of Evidence
- <a href="henry-and-june“>Henry & June
- Basic Instinct
- <a href="boys-dont-cry“>Boys Don’t Cry
- High Art
- <a href="the-lover“>The Lover
- <a href=" risky-business“>Risky Business
- <a href="threesome“>Threesome
- Wild Things
- Devil In A Blue Dress *Scene with Lisa Nicole Carson
- Last Tango In Paris
- Wild Orchid
- Dangerous Liaisons
Would love some feedback and to know what your favorites are.
And yes, I’m cheating this was originally posted at http://www.cocorivers.com 🙂