Visual porn, the magazines and films, soon caught up with incest porn, bestiality flicks and alike were available to the mass market. These books didn’t even have to bother with a half decent cover design-the title alone usually sold the product. These were nasty, filthy sex fantasies that normalized some deeply troubling sex acts- Raped by Daddy being an obvious example. This was not the kinda stuff you’d find via the Book of the Month recommendations. These books had titles like: Family Affair, Brother and Sisters, Already Wet for Daddy, The School Bus Rapes, The Captive Mother and Teacher Wants to Suck. Literary pornographers quickly realized their only choice was to publish taboo-breaking stories about incest, underage sex, bestiality, rape, torture, kidnap and slavery. When porn mags and stag movies spread throughout small town suburban America from the late 1950s on, pornographic literature had to find new ways to command an audience. Even today a trashy “sex romance” like Fifty Shades of Grey-which has no redeeming merit beyond its (alleged) masturbatory content-can still top the NY Times book charts. Who wants to read porn when there are pictures to ogle? Yet, somehow dirty books hung on-through the fifties, through the sixties and beyond. Pornographic literature should have lost the war the day Hugh Hefner first published Playboy in 1953.
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