Where Do I Come (In)?

Via The Marketing Whore I found Gram Ponante's talk on Creampies:

It is when I asked about creampies that I drew blank stares.

"It's a porn thing, right?" asked a student at San Francisco's Cordon Bleu School who had, in fact, had sex with a MILF that very morning.

"Oh Yes."

And this is tragic, because it is evidence that porn has made a generation of people think that male gratification doesn't exist unless evidence of it is deposited on the face, breasts, belly, ass, or windshield of one's partner.

For a creampie is simply an internal cumshot that is then expelled or leaked from where it was deposited. It is for this reason that most men never see a creampie, because their girlfriends/spouses immediately run to the bathroom after sex, or simply mark its arrival by rolling away from it.

I find this interesting for two reasons:

One, it furthers my thoughts on the things we learn from our porn.

Two, it goes along with the "Where do I come in?" postcard shown here (postmarked 1911, Theochrom Serie 1230-70) which I had just scanned.

Imagine, a generation of people who don't know where to spew? Linked to fertility problems? Probably not. I think Gram jests a bit. But it's true that there's a greater demand for seeing ejaculate leak than ever before.

Safer sex means (I hope!) more folks are not seeing the natural phenomenon, and so the film version is likely as erotic to them as anything else 'rare' seen in porn.

Yup, as rare as a threesome seemed in 1911.