Vintage Porn

I remember that name. Didn't know that though.
Scenes from Barbara Broadcast can be found via Google search. There is also a scene with the two female leads licking each other on a stairway. That scened changed my licking technique. Annie Sprinkle was a pisser.
 
Scenes from Barbara Broadcast can be found via Google search. There is also a scene with the two female leads licking each other on a stairway. That scened changed my licking technique. Annie Sprinkle was a pisser.


Sounds erotic.
 
I still have wonderful memories of masturbating to Marilyn Chambers. Something about her mouth that always looked so inviting.....time to do some research on the web for vintage Marilyn.
And...if any women want to watch together....I’ll provide the popcorn!

ah yes! Marilyn Chambers had the sexiest mouth ever.
 
Nice

I've spilled a lot of my own "ivory snow" watching her many, many times! What an amazing body and proficient cocksucker she was! :rolleyes:

Love this lady and her movies. I was stroking to Green door movie and got caught but it was worth it.
 
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Loved the late 70's early to mid 80's porn...John Holmes Male star,,,Lisa DeLeuw, Marylin Chambers, Seka, Vanessa DelRio, Nina Hartley int Peg just to name a few!
 
I was watching the show "Love it or List it" checking the age of the female host, I googled her and lo and behold, she was in a 70's porn flick "Frustrated Housewives" it was one of those pornos that pretty much just show tits, but there is a scene where she gets a rub down by a female, she did have great tits back then
 
I like vintage porn. Lot’s of great memories watching vcr tapes rented in the back room behind the curtain area of the video rental store. It’s history in the sense that none of these exists any more. And nobody really shaved back then which is awesome.

I still have my stash of VHS tapes. And a VCR to play them. I used to travel some for work and I would take them along.
 
it seems the only things that have changed in porn are hairstyles and video quality ;)
 
For me, it was the scene were a customer asks, "May I blow your waiter?" When he came on her face, I knew I wanted to be a cocksucker.

Scenes from Barbara Broadcast can be found via Google search. There is also a scene with the two female leads licking each other on a stairway. That scened changed my licking technique. Annie Sprinkle was a pisser.
 
Rachel Ashley is a favorite of mine. Beautiful woman with a smoking hot body.
 
Maybe not that vintage, but the most amazing erotic film I remember seeing was, judging by color, grain, acting and architecture a true film production of early to mid eighties. It had rather amazing plot density and while perhaps upwards of 80% of dramatic scenes involved full or partial nudity and sexual activity or at least tension of some form, only the very first sexual scene felt somewhat gratuitous but only before further details were learned.

And that was the Wife masturbating by the window watching arrival of the Girl to be extravagant asshole architect's -- her husband's -- live-in part time personal assistant. Girl noticed the woman watching, but of course couldn't see what she was doing. Architect's house was a character of it's own, representing early open plan ideas it had a door-less walk-try bathroom aside from the second level west wing hallway between Architect's home studio and his and his brother's personal bedrooms while his wife had her own suite encompassing the entire second floor of the east wing (it remained off limits except the first voyeur cam scene, also we never visited the kitchen somehow).

On the ground level, few steps down from entrance space was a wide open living room / library where Architect held private consultations for his female students of History of Art or whatever it was he was reading in the university for the sole purpose of preying on the students who invariably ended up talked out of their clothes, but never fucked as he rather preferred to embarrass them either giving his wife a clue to barge in for a scene or call the Girl in, and yes, both of them were getting off on spying on those scenes, supposedly clueless to each other, but of course, only the Girl was, at first.

Ah, and initially it was quite a shock for our Girl getting an ad-hoc bedroom on the third level, an open wall-less space at the top of the wide central stairs. It wouldn't be so bad if Architect's complicated love life with his wife wasn't so loud, as it involved verbal fights, naked chases and often ended in wild fucking on the said stairs and coming up to sit on the side of the Girl's bed naked, pouring their hearts about their relationship problems, of course as a rather transparent attempt to get under her blanket, what never succeeded. And of course the only bathroom permitted for our Girl was said door-less walk-try atrocity and she quite quickly went from a bit naive and very private person to nonchalantly chatting and flirting with the Architect's Looser Brother or other passersby while soaking in the large bathtub there. Not by small part due to her boss habit to run out of shower to start furiously sketching in his studio, ignoring her presence.

Even so, Girl wasn't dumb and arrived cautious of what she's getting into, and remained the actor with most clothed screen time, even relatively, and I may not remember but doubt Architect ever succeeded in getting her, even as he got as far as dating her on the side and even presented her his "post-divorce" apartment downtown, currently being painted, only for his brother to inform her that particular prop hasn't changed appearance for years and figured in many such episodes. Eventually she moved out to live with the said brother shortly, but that appeared to be just a part of another tag teeming scheme between the guys, so she ran from them both.

My memories may be more fond than the reality was, and I have never tried to find out the title of it. Anyone here happen to have a clue what it could have been?
 
Maybe not that vintage, but the most amazing erotic film I remember seeing was, judging by color, grain, acting and architecture a true film production of early to mid eighties. It had rather amazing plot density and while perhaps upwards of 80% of dramatic scenes involved full or partial nudity and sexual activity or at least tension of some form, only the very first sexual scene felt somewhat gratuitous but only before further details were learned.

And that was the Wife masturbating by the window watching arrival of the Girl to be extravagant asshole architect's -- her husband's -- live-in part time personal assistant. Girl noticed the woman watching, but of course couldn't see what she was doing. Architect's house was a character of it's own, representing early open plan ideas it had a door-less walk-try bathroom aside from the second level west wing hallway between Architect's home studio and his and his brother's personal bedrooms while his wife had her own suite encompassing the entire second floor of the east wing (it remained off limits except the first voyeur cam scene, also we never visited the kitchen somehow).

On the ground level, few steps down from entrance space was a wide open living room / library where Architect held private consultations for his female students of History of Art or whatever it was he was reading in the university for the sole purpose of preying on the students who invariably ended up talked out of their clothes, but never fucked as he rather preferred to embarrass them either giving his wife a clue to barge in for a scene or call the Girl in, and yes, both of them were getting off on spying on those scenes, supposedly clueless to each other, but of course, only the Girl was, at first.

Ah, and initially it was quite a shock for our Girl getting an ad-hoc bedroom on the third level, an open wall-less space at the top of the wide central stairs. It wouldn't be so bad if Architect's complicated love life with his wife wasn't so loud, as it involved verbal fights, naked chases and often ended in wild fucking on the said stairs and coming up to sit on the side of the Girl's bed naked, pouring their hearts about their relationship problems, of course as a rather transparent attempt to get under her blanket, what never succeeded. And of course the only bathroom permitted for our Girl was said door-less walk-try atrocity and she quite quickly went from a bit naive and very private person to nonchalantly chatting and flirting with the Architect's Looser Brother or other passersby while soaking in the large bathtub there. Not by small part due to her boss habit to run out of shower to start furiously sketching in his studio, ignoring her presence.

Even so, Girl wasn't dumb and arrived cautious of what she's getting into, and remained the actor with most clothed screen time, even relatively, and I may not remember but doubt Architect ever succeeded in getting her, even as he got as far as dating her on the side and even presented her his "post-divorce" apartment downtown, currently being painted, only for his brother to inform her that particular prop hasn't changed appearance for years and figured in many such episodes. Eventually she moved out to live with the said brother shortly, but that appeared to be just a part of another tag teeming scheme between the guys, so she ran from them both.

My memories may be more fond than the reality was, and I have never tried to find out the title of it. Anyone here happen to have a clue what it could have been?

Sounds great!
 
Hi! Just giving this a bump as I'm currently writing a story (unfortunately fiction) about me being seduced as a teenager by a friend of my mother.

The first porn video I ever saw was Pizza Girl with Desiree Cousteau. I thought she was sensational then and I still do.

Is this a good place for pics as well or should I start a new thread?
 
Have been watching a few vintage 70s movies the past year. I do like the fact that they seem to have a story and sometimes even dare to address issues that are non PC. Like Baby Rosemary that has the protagonist living in 'a surreal erotic nightmare' or The Virgin and the Lover where this man lives with a showroom mannequin, pretending it is his deceased girlfriend.

I quite like the funnier flicks like Kasimir der Kuckuckskleber or A Touch of Genie that don't take themselves too seriously.
 
Anybody else think the quality and quantity of cumshots in vintage porn were somehow better? I mean even averagely endowed guys seemed to shoot huge loads back then, often spontaneously no-hands after a pullout for the money shot, whereas these days a lot of scenes end in some guy desperately jacking himself off to a not very voluminous and sometimes plain dribbly climax.
 
Anybody else think the quality and quantity of cumshots in vintage porn were somehow better? I mean even averagely endowed guys seemed to shoot huge loads back then, often spontaneously no-hands after a pullout for the money shot, whereas these days a lot of scenes end in some guy desperately jacking himself off to a not very voluminous and sometimes plain dribbly climax.
Indeed, where is this generation's Peter North?
 
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