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Quackerson · April 29th, 2018, 02:36 PM

I recall initially buying the magazines WAS sort of a turn on. Keeping in mind this was around 1989 and 1990, when I first came of age and was old enough to legally go into an adult bookstore. This was right around the time that local convenience stores were taking mags like Playboy, Penthouse, Hustler, Gallery, Club, Chic and the like off their periodical shelves.

And I recall part of the turn on was that back then adult bookstores were looked upon as naughty places that only perverts went to. Like, going into one was definitely a taboo in terms of the mentality back then. Heck, even the act of masturbation was still something one never admitted to back in the 1980s by the general population. And minors accessing hardcore porn back in the 1980s was fairly uncommon, in terms of skin mags that actually showed penetration or cumshots. You'd know of somebody once in a while who stumbled upon such materials via swiping them from their father's secret stash. But it was mostly softcore stuff. Playboy, Penthouse, Hustler, Club, Gallery, Oui. Or late night cable Skinemax.

I remember the first time I went into an adult bookstore I made sure it was located way on the other side of my county. I went at night, parked in the back of the store, quickly walked into the store with my head ducked down so as not to be seen by anybody I potentially knew driving by. The shame factor of possibly being discovered was definitely exciting.

The other part that made it exciting was it was sort of hit or miss buying the magazines as to if the content inside would turn me on or not. Mostly because the magazines were wrapped in clear plastic, so you could see the front and back covers, but you couldn't thumb through the mags before buying them. I used to buy a lot of European porn mags back then, because they had more content/more pages in them, so you got a better bang for your buck.

And that's one thing that is definitely lacking now with the internet, in that there's no mystery anymore...no surprise. You type in whatever you want on a search engine and you can instantly get whatever pics or vids you want. So much of it is free, available 24/7 and you don't even have to leave your house to access it, or find a hiding spot in your house for your stash. And so many people are fairly forthright about admitting they look at porn now that the stigma is largely removed. The ease of access and widespread acceptance of viewing porn has made it less of an exciting thing to engage in as compared to thirty years ago.

April 29th, 2018, 02:36 PM	#316
Quackerson Senior Member Join Date: Dec 2008 Posts: 587 Thanks: 1,559 Thanked 4,320 Times in 577 Posts	I recall initially buying the magazines WAS sort of a turn on. Keeping in mind this was around 1989 and 1990, when I first came of age and was old enough to legally go into an adult bookstore. This was right around the time that local convenience stores were taking mags like Playboy, Penthouse, Hustler, Gallery, Club, Chic and the like off their periodical shelves. And I recall part of the turn on was that back then adult bookstores were looked upon as naughty places that only perverts went to. Like, going into one was definitely a taboo in terms of the mentality back then. Heck, even the act of masturbation was still something one never admitted to back in the 1980s by the general population. And minors accessing hardcore porn back in the 1980s was fairly uncommon, in terms of skin mags that actually showed penetration or cumshots. You'd know of somebody once in a while who stumbled upon such materials via swiping them from their father's secret stash. But it was mostly softcore stuff. Playboy, Penthouse, Hustler, Club, Gallery, Oui. Or late night cable Skinemax. I remember the first time I went into an adult bookstore I made sure it was located way on the other side of my county. I went at night, parked in the back of the store, quickly walked into the store with my head ducked down so as not to be seen by anybody I potentially knew driving by. The shame factor of possibly being discovered was definitely exciting. The other part that made it exciting was it was sort of hit or miss buying the magazines as to if the content inside would turn me on or not. Mostly because the magazines were wrapped in clear plastic, so you could see the front and back covers, but you couldn't thumb through the mags before buying them. I used to buy a lot of European porn mags back then, because they had more content/more pages in them, so you got a better bang for your buck. And that's one thing that is definitely lacking now with the internet, in that there's no mystery anymore...no surprise. You type in whatever you want on a search engine and you can instantly get whatever pics or vids you want. So much of it is free, available 24/7 and you don't even have to leave your house to access it, or find a hiding spot in your house for your stash. And so many people are fairly forthright about admitting they look at porn now that the stigma is largely removed. The ease of access and widespread acceptance of viewing porn has made it less of an exciting thing to engage in as compared to thirty years ago.