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Porn for book lovers. A photo blog collection of all the best bookshelf photos from around the world for people who *heart* bookshelves.

In the early 1970′s, while walking with a friend through a park in Tokyo, photographer Kohei Yoshiyuki noticed that young couples used the park as a space for intimate encounters in the belief that they are protected by the darkness of the night. Equipped with a small camera and Kodak’s infrared flashbulb, Yoshiyuki produced a series of photographs that captures the nightly performance in Tokyo’s parks. In this haunting series of photographs produced between 1971 and 1979 and simply called The Park, the couples, both straight and gay, become the unwitting actors in Yoshiyuki’s play. While The Park has attracted much controversy in 1979 when it was first exhibited and published as a book in Tokyo, it was nearly thirty years later, in 2007, that Yoshiyuki’s project received global acclaim resulting in exhibitions throughout the US and Europe.

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Tart cards are the means by which many London prostitutes advertise their services. Step into almost any central London phone box and you can contemplate up to 80 cards inviting you to be tied, teased, spanked or massaged. Even if a police crackdown, the internet and the increasing use of mobile phones suggest their days are numbered, tart cards are still so pervasive they are now regarded as items of accidental art and have something of a cult following. Once on the periphery of design, tart cards have influenced the work of many mainstream artists such as Royal Academician Tom Phillips and Sex Pistols designer Ray and Nils Stevenson.

Mistress Raven directed a staff of 14 at Pandora's Box, a 4000-square-foot, high-class Manhattan S & M club that bills itself as the "Disneyland of Domination." Interspersed with pages made of latex, rubber, colored gels, and other erotic materials, Magnum photographer Susan Meiselas's documentary photographs of the club's highly formalised rules and rituals, its role-playing "vacations from reality," reveal both the customers who frequent the club and the women who command them. To buy this book go to MAGNUM STORE MAGNUMSTORE

Claire Cavanah and Rachel Venning opened the first Babeland store in 1993 in response to the lack of women-friendly sex shops in Seattle. The store offered top quality products, a pleasant place to shop, and most of all information and encouragement to women who wanted to explore their sexuality. The store's popularity with both women and men eventually led to two more stores in New York and one in Los Angeles, as well as a thriving website.

This is the Key to the Crash Pad. Based on the Award Winning feminist porn The Crash Pad, Director Shine Louise Houston brings to the web authentic female and queer sexuality. Here you'll find hot femme on femme, boi, dyke, strap-on, cocksucking, lesbian sex, and authentic orgasms. Enter the Crash Pad Series.

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I've written for Details, Newsweek, Harper's Bazaar, Radar, Salon, Variety, Slate, Wired News, The New York Post, The LA Weekly, The San Francisco Chronicle, The Vancouver Sun, The San Francisco Examiner Magazine, Playboy.com, Nerve, Arena (UK), and Max (France). I've appeared on CNN, FOX News, Playboy TV, "Politically Incorrect," and the UK's Channel 4. I'm writing a novel that's based on my experiences in Porn Valley. I'm represented by Endeavor. And, I'm 6'2".

Love, lust, like—it really doesn't matter. We are men, and we hunger for the same thing: a connection, a score, a win. Some are short and sweet; others are tough and bitter. Either way, we walk the long road home, collecting many stories, but not enough advice, or friends, to dispel the myths, or dilute the boundaries, of the "game." We wake up, maybe decades later, telling someone younger the ways of things—with a grin that impresses, but really conceals a wish we knew then what we do now. Sure we have wives, or girlfriends, or boyfriends—or husbands. All told, there's a bastard in all of us, but managing the vice of manhood is the goal we offer, the manifesto we push.

Journaliste spécialisée dans les contre-cultures, le Japon et l’art déviant, correspondante depuis huit ans de la revue japonaise S & M Sniper, je suis l’auteur du livre d’art Fetish Mode (éd. Wailea, Tokyo, 2003), Le Sexe Bizarre (éd. Cherche-Midi, Paris 2004) et L'Imaginaire érotique au Japon (éd. Albin Michel, Paris 2006).

Many, many years ago, the 5 of us lamented the death of the smut rag. We had grown up under the legandary mantle of Playboy and its innocence, Penthouse and its penetrative expostions, and (for the lucky ones among us with cool older brothers or pervy dads), the no-holes barred Jugs and Hustler. But then the Internet came along, and suddenly all the Vaseline™ on the lens couldn’t justify paying for porn when there was so much of it for free. And yet, we remained unsatisfied. Sure, there was sometimes amazing porn to be found online, but it lacked the polish, the sheen. Plus, all joking aside, we missed the prose aspect of the smut magazine. As they say, the brain IS the largest sex organ (except on Chris, because DAMN. We’ve seen him in the shower.)