adult humans have had at least a fleeting look at some of the more
erotic and downright raunchy hardcore of history.
Those Egyptians and Greeks and Romans could sure turn a grand
cock or two on pottery we can still admire today.
Through phallus worship and lesbian soliloquies, man/man
“tutoring” and power hungry nymphs, history lends itself to hormonal
rushes of the artistic kind.
despite history’s leavings, we still on occasion ponder, at what
history felt like and our sexual past.
Women have wondered if some woman doing her husband on their
sleeping platform in ancient Egypt, ever got her breast caught under his
elbow as he sat up. Hard to
picture Liz Taylor’s head, snapped back as she strove to sit up.
Caesar would have chopped off her hair, rather than allow it to
hinder his conquest.
men have wondered how the males of the ancient world felt, being able to
“take” any woman they wanted. Women
were chattel, owned outright by first father, then husband.
A man’s right to her woman parts was unquestionable, whenever
the fancy struck him.