Al Goldstein writes on www.booble.com: I am the guy who made Deep Throat, www.xxxeepthroat.com the huge hit it became in 1972 when I gave it my highest review in Screw with a 100% rating on my “Peter Meter.”
My measuring tool for evaluation of porn films was based on how many hard-ons it produced. It was also the year Linda Lovelace sucked my cock after I interviewed her. I ran those photos of my cock plummeting her gullet in my newspaper. Of course, having my dick sucked was nothing new. It was 1972 and I was 35 years old and proud of my prick-prowess.
It was before Booble and VOD (such as my employer X-On-Demand). In those days, auto-eroticism was limited to grainy 8mm stag films, print media such as Screw (later to become bankrupt because of the internet), hookers or wives who would hump you if you bought them gifts for their gash. I had been married several times (I’m a masochist) and a fan of prostitution. Cumming was a certainty and their was no mind games, manipulating or posturing. Pretence bit the dust in the shadow of currency for cunt. An honest and efficient sexual transaction. No wonder it’s the worlds oldest profession, while marriage is a monstrosity — an action of phantasy over reality.
So there I am in The Dixie Hotel, a $35-a-night rat hole and certainly no Watergate Hotel. With me is Chuck Trayner, Linda’s pimp and fellatio mentor and years later to be Marilyn Chambers (of “Ivory Snow” fame) boyfriend and my partner at Screw at that time, the catatonic but honest and witty Jim Buckley. We each invested $150 to launch Screw Magazine in 1968. In1975 he got tired of our many porno arrests (21) and I bought him out for more then a million dollars. Without Jim I would have destroyed Screw becuase of my “take no prisonor” mentality. But, Jim was a good (repressed) Catholic and passed on a blowjob from Lovelace and I instead photographed my sweaty and exhibitionist romp.
The blowjob was a gift from the mafia producers of Deep Throat. It was payback for my positive review. I remember thinking “how small my cock is” as it easilty was engulfed by her hungry and talented lips. Why didn’t she gag or at least choke on my meat? Not even a challange for her prick proclivities. I shot my wad but had to eat her pussy before I came (I’m a gentlemen). She sat on my face and that’s when I saw her scar that ran from her neck down to her belly button. It was from a car accident in Texas and why you never see her naked in Deep Throat. It was so hot in that hotel room that I just wanted to come and get a chocolate malt at Howard Johnson across from the hotel — just as if I were at the Watergate. Now, that was exciting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!