I'd seen a couple of Playboys by then, but nothing special - I think 1 of them was some pics of Madonna *shudder*
The 1st real rudey was an audio tape one of my dorm-mates (boarding school Year 7) had got off his older brother from Singapore.(???) It was 2 lesbians going to town on each other. Towards the end they pulled out a double-ended dildo, which was misinterpreted as a double-ended dodo by one of the many listeners & has remained so ever since. Quite strange and surreal to listen to 2 ladies frig each other senseless, whilst descibing everything that's happening in great detail let alone wonder why they would want to use a mutant, extinct animal in their sex-play.
That scene in Requiem For a Dream always makes me laugh innapropriately....
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Mon 15 Aug 2011, 23:25, 4 replies)

Kinky = using a feather
Perverted = using the whole dodo.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Tue 16 Aug 2011, 8:48, closed)

Yeah Madonna was a pig wasn't she?
Some people...
( Undulating Tentacles of Love getting fun down to acceptable levels, Tue 16 Aug 2011, 10:41, closed)

Was?

(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Tue 16 Aug 2011, 12:49, closed)

I believe he was being sarcastic.

( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Tue 16 Aug 2011, 13:21, closed)

I was thinking similar.
Well, assuming you were being sarcastic.
Madonna may be an old, wishes-she-was-english, harridan now -- but when I was a kid she was a pleasingly-slightly-chubby girl and when I was a late teenager she was a bit of a MILF.
(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Tue 16 Aug 2011, 18:02, closed)

From 'Holiday' to 'Beautiful Stranger'
there wasn't a time when she wasn't hot. Even now, I probably would. (I bet she's thrilled to know that)
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Tue 16 Aug 2011, 19:11, closed)

Ah, audio porn. What a crap idea
Before VCRs or the internet, some bright spark came up with audio porn. Even as a terminally horny 14-year-old I thought that was a stoopid idea.

I could never get rid of the image of what the recording sessions would *actually* be like: two bored women in a dingy studio somewhere, reading grunts and groans from a script. About as erotic as The Archers.

(Reinforced many years later when I had a mate who did phone sex as a job. She'd be on the phone to the punters while ironing the washing, wearing baggy trackies, and with a snotty baby clamped on her tit.)
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Tue 16 Aug 2011, 12:14, closed)

I'm sure I teased one out on more than one occassion,
listening to Donna Summer's Love To Love You.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Tue 16 Aug 2011, 13:36, closed)

I tried that with G'n'R's Rockeet Queen...
... But Axl put me off and the supposed real noises only lasted about 10 seconds.
(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Tue 16 Aug 2011, 18:04, closed)