Bush/Hedge Porn
Although you don't find it anymore, before the rise of t'interweb grumble, many a young lad's first experience of nudity was a dog eared copy of Razzle stuffed in a bush.
The older you are the more hair down there your fist experience was when it comes to jazz mags. My first treasure trove of hedge porn was in the 80's, when I chanced upon a soggy edition of Paul Raymond's finest.
I'd heard about these mags, even seen them on the top shelf of the newsagents, but never opened one. I surreptitiously shoved the mag into my bag and hurried off home to break my pornographic duck.
Upon getting home, I rushed off to the bathroom for my first taste of rhythm material, frantically opening the mag and, to my horror, being confronted by a growler so hairy it looked like a tribble performing gynaecology. How could this be? Men were supposed to be hairy, women were all smooth, no face hair or chest hair. So why did this woman have this thing stuck to her?
Continuing to browse through the mag I found lady gardens that had been trimmed, shaven and plucked, but I could not get that image of the yeti growler out of my mind. My first chance to have a proper, visually aided shuffle was ruined. There was no chance that I could perform with that thing in the room. So, the mag got stashed away until my adolescent cravings were too great and the grumble was retrieved and opened with great care so as not to catch a glance of the monster.
( monkeyboyalpha jumping on the bandwagon since, Fri 12 Aug 2011, 10:16, 8 replies)

'The older you are the more hair down there your fist experience was when it comes to jazz mags. '
whut?
( janet aylia y'all motherfuckers need jesus, Fri 12 Aug 2011, 10:18, closed)

*something about
a hand in the bush*
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Fri 12 Aug 2011, 10:26, closed)

maybe not the best phrasing
but basically, you pick up a mag today and it's all brazilians and landing strips, the nineties was more trimming, the eighties was a hinterland, between full on bushes and shaven havens, earlier than that and it was au natural.
Hope that makes sense, might have to edit the original
( monkeyboyalpha jumping on the bandwagon since, Fri 12 Aug 2011, 10:38, closed)

And it could be worse - in the first days of true porn being available on these shores ie open leg shots although not penetration which was a late 90's thing (I'm an expert on this subject honed by years of solitary study) thanks to that slease bag Sullivan and his Whitehouse magazine; one mag I bought had a particularly stomach churning image in close up of a-far-from lovely lady who clearly had a serious vaginal prolapse but didn't mind showing it off for money.
Mind you now there are whole websites dedicated to that genre.
(beaverwastemanagement a real company. I want to work for them!, Fri 12 Aug 2011, 14:20, closed)

well, thank you for your input.
you creepy, creepy man.
( janet aylia y'all motherfuckers need jesus, Fri 12 Aug 2011, 14:36, closed)

Sadly yes. :(
(beaverwastemanagement a real company. I want to work for them!, Fri 12 Aug 2011, 17:20, closed)

I want
a pornographic duck
(SimianKid internet faffer, Fri 12 Aug 2011, 12:59, closed)

Alas,
You don't find porn mags in bushes nowadays
You don't find bushes in porn mags nowadays
(turtles head is touching cloth poked a dwarf on the forehead at, Mon 15 Aug 2011, 8:18, closed)