We have already looked at some of Italian comic-book artist Serpieri's illustrations over on our Seduction of Venus blog.
To tie in with our current theme featuring ladies (and, especially, Italian ladies) posteriors we thought we would post some more of his engagingly overripe figures.
Certainly as regards bottom worship Serpieri is to comic books what Tinto Brass is to cinema. The fact that both are Italian cannot be a coincidence!
Most of these pictures are of his comic book heroine Druuna who has something of the nineteen sixties Playboy Playmate about her.
Certainly she has an most impressive bust/waist/hip ratio!
During the late nineteen eighties and early nineties Triple P spent a lot of time in Italy on business. We had a number of Italian "girlfriends", for want of a better word, but most of them were slight in stature (Roman girls, we found, were often tiny) and we didn't particularly register any notable posteriors.
It wasn't until we spent a month in Rome one very hot August that we came across (so to speak) our first splendid Italian culo. One Friday our Italian colleague had taken us to lunch with an Italian lady business woman (there were far more women involved in Triple P's area of business in Italy than in London, we should note).
It was extremely hot, around 100 degrees, and Triple P and his other colleague from London had been warned that after lunch, which we took on the terrace of her splendid house not far from the Coliseum, we would be required to swim in her pool (we had to take our swimming things with us) and that she would probably take her bikini top off. Triple P remembered thinking that this didn't sound too arduous although our older colleague was terrified.
Indeed, everything happened just as Triple P's Italian colleague predicted and after really quite a lot of chilled red Frascati (which Triple P had never had before) we did end up in the pool with the topless business lady. She was older that Triple P, who was in his late twenties, but probably only about forty although that seemed rather ancient to Triple P at the time!
Well, eventually Triple P's two colleagues left us to the not so tender mercies of this lady; they both had some convincing but fictitious reason to be elsewhere. Triple P ended up staying the weekend and we were able to find out everything we wanted to about her splendid posterior, especially as she introduced us to what we subsequently discovered was called "reverse cowgirl". This, we found, after some experimentation, satisfied both her desire to take the uppermost role (she was remarkably assertive) and satisfied ours to appreciate her fulsome derriere.