I recently bought a copy of the original 1972 Joy of Sex from one of those guys selling used books and porn magazines along Sixth Avenue. Walking towards the table, I recognized the cover immediately and nabbed it for $4.00, hardly breaking my stride. My favorite thing about it, besides those great line illustrations of hairy hippie chicks in knee high boots, is the terminology. So if we have sex at some point and I shout out “You like buttered buns* don’t you, baby!” you should know what it means. There’s also…
feuille de rose: tongue stimulation of the anus
mouth music: extended pussy-kissing (also known as gamahuche)
goldfish: two naked people tied and put on a mattress together to make love fish-fashion, i.e. no hands
postillionage: putting a finger in or on your partner’s anus just before orgasm
Serbian intercourse: mock rape (kind of sounds like a bad joke)
motorcycle: considered a “venue” for sex. It “combines the symbolism of the horse (which also has an entry) with leather gear, danger and acceleration.”
viennese oyster: woman lies on her back and crosses her feet behind her head
cassolette: the natural perfume of a clean woman
There’s also this very complicated garment developed by the Scandinavians called a grope suit. I don’t know where I can get one, but I want it.
* a woman who has recently had relations with another man.