SCREW #68 for June 22, dropped smack dab at the beginning of the sweaty summer of 1970 — a time when the sexual revolution was in full swing, Nixon was lying through his capped teeth, and Al Goldstein was still flinging cum-laced Molotovs at the crumbling fortress of American decency.
This issue is a perv’s travelogue, a therapist’s nightmare, and a patriot’s ulcer, all wrapped in newsprint.
“Our First Orgy”
Written by Holly and Dan Mouer, this one’s exactly what it sounds like — a husband-and-wife tag team detailing their toe-dip into communal fucking. It’s part diary, part confession, and entirely soaked in post-coital realism. There’s no phony Playboy gloss here — just bodies, awkward angles, and the revolutionary thrill of watching your partner get railed and realizing… you kind of like it.
“Making It Big in the Bay of Pigs”
Rocky Lowich delivers a Cold War fuckfest, blending CIA intrigue with Havana hookers. It’s political satire wrapped in a sweaty Cuban bedsheet, and it reads like the bastard child of Dr. Strangelove and Deep Throat. By the end, you’re not sure if you’re laughing, jerking off, or just deeply concerned about foreign policy.
“Do You Have to Love to Fuck?”
Joseph Roberts asks the question millions of Americans were too scared (or repressed) to ask in public. The answer? No. You just need lube, consent, and an open calendar.
“The Total Woman”
Michael B. Wilson tears the plastic wrap off the housewife ideal and reveals what lies beneath: frustration, fantasy, and the occasional extra-marital gangbang. It’s domestic bliss with a double-dildo twist.
“Big Belly Blues Part III: Getting Over the Hump”
Priscilla continues her raw, funny, and unfiltered chronicle of sex while fat. It’s body positivity before the term existed — honest, horny, and decades ahead of its time.
“Zucking by the Zuider Zee”
Michael Perkins sends in a postcard from Amsterdam, and it’s all tulips, tits, and THC. The Dutch may be chill, but this piece hums with wide-eyed American awe at a society that doesn’t treat sex like a sin or a secret.
“The Doctor’s Orifice”
Gaines Burgher, D.V.M. (yes, a vet) gives us a deeply weird but strangely arousing medical tale. Let’s just say there’s more than one kind of tail getting examined. And if the guy really is a vet, that explains a lot about the positions.
Plus: Dirty Reviews, Dirty Comics, and Dirty Thoughts
- “Fuck Books” by Robert Sherman dissects the state of erotic lit like a smutty Harold Bloom.
- “Dirty Diversions” by Al Goldstein is Al doing what he does best — sneering, ranting, recommending porn, and torching anything that smells like middlebrow morality.
- “Naked City” by Peter Ogren is a voyeur’s snapshot of NYC in its full, grimy, sticky glory — a time when the only thing thicker than the smog was the pubic hair.
THE BOTTOM LINE:
Issue #68 proves SCREW wasn’t just a dirty mag — it was a dispatch from the frontlines of a war for sexual freedom. Between the orgies, satire, political parody, and body acceptance, SCREW was doing the real reporting that the Times wouldn’t touch with a rubber glove.
This was America unzipped, unpackaged, and unapologetic.
—P.
