Classic adult magazine scans
Ok first off, let me introduce to you Americans what we Canadians had in the 1980s — the great white north version of HUSTLER, called “RUSTLER”. This is issue 10. It has an odd… stomach cover. Um. Yeah. Rustler was the magazine that had the gall to ask “Is sex beneath you?”.
Here are a few highlights from this issue. I really like any old porn that features antiquated technology of its era in the photospreads. Case in point: old movie cameras.
Here’s a profile on classic burlesque dancer, Blaze Starr. GOL-EEE. Whotta LOOKER! Wouldja look at th’ gettaway sticks on her!
There was some complaining from the peanut gallery recently that there wasn’t enough dick in my scan posts. This should be more than enough dick:
Ok, here we have one of my ALL TIME fave issues of Cheri, the November 1976 issue. I was three years old when this hit newstands. It’s got tons of highlights not featured in my scans, including a column from Jody Maxwell, a bizarre and tasteless comic by Neal Adams, an article about hooking on the streets of Houston, reporting from the national prostitute convention in Washington DC, and piles more.
One such highlight is an interview/photospread with classic porn star, Marlene Willoughby. Here are a two of the best pics of her, but there are half a dozen other ones in other bizarro costumes that are just as jawdropping.
Then we have a profile on Veri Knotty, whose claim to fame should be pretty obvious. Girl could literally tuck her labia into her pants. She and King Dong should have dated, man.
Just what I want to look at when I’m spankin’ it: Women stabbing at aquatic sea life.
OMG!! What the…?? Yes, that is a geyser of hand lotion blasting out of infamous life-sex show star, Honeysuckle Divine.
This was a score that I landed in Portland’s COUNTERMEDIA a few years ago for the paltry sum of $3 US. I was totally drawn in by the cover of this Dec. 1965 issue of ESCAPADE. I’ve never found any other issues, but if this one is any indication, this was one classy-ass mag. The photography is exquisite, the layout and fonts are high-class 60s metropolitan, the rugs are very shag-y, the coiffurs are coiffed, and the girls are all very pouty.