Saturday, 13 March 2010
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Madison Young, who’s wowed us for years in front of the camera, has lately turned her hand toward directing, and she has a deft hand behind the scenes as well. The all-girl feature Layover stars legendary dominatrix Selina Raven as “Mrs. Robinson” (aptly named!), a woman who takes revenge on her cheating wife — who stands her up, claiming an unavoidable layover in Denver, though it’s obvious she’s actually getting laid — by keeping herself sexually entertained for the evening.
Selina first seduces her teenage daughter’s friend, indie lesbian favorite Jiz Lee, who comes to the door adorably dressed in a suit. She’s looking for the daughter, but she gets the mom instead. A couple of drinks and some seductively skimpy lingerie later, Selina is instructing Jiz in the fine arts of fingering, licking, and fucking, and Jiz does a fantastic job of playing the naive innocent led deliciously astray. Selina’s confidence is incredibly hot, too.
The evening’s entertainment continues when Selina goes to a key party, where she joins a couple already in progress: Penny Play and Tina Horn, who play with an impressive array of toys (including a Julian Snelling jeweled butt plug and a Hitachi magic wand) before Selina jumps in. With two women wearing strap-ons, the double penetration is inevitable and marvelous.
Elsewhere at the party, Sadie Lune blindfolds and playfully torments the delectable Anja, using ice, toys, and other wiles to thoroughly wear her out. It’s an impressively hot scene. The final moments are given over the curvaceous Tee and her real-life girlfriend Pepper; Tee plays Selina’s daughter, and since mom is out for the night, they have the house to themselves, and they do everything it’s possible for two healthy young women to do sexually on a living room couch.
While as a fan of her work I think it’s a shame Madison herself isn’t in this movie (except in a little vocal cameo as the voice of the cheating girlfriend), her presence isn’t really necessary — this film is frankly awesome anyway. Lively, varied, fun, sweet, naughty, and, most of all, totally totally hot. Highly recommended.
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Thursday, 11 March 2010
| 10:00 am
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Porn and thrillers can be a tricky combination, since it’s hard to maintain suspense when you have to take a break every fifteen minutes or so for a sex scene. Director Francois Clousot manages to marry the genres in Last Call, a film conceptually reminiscent of the 1997 David Fincher film — both involve a main character caught up in surreal machinations they don’t entirely understand, bent to the will of a shadowy conspiracy.
In this case the victim involved is Brad Armstrong as a nice guy going out for a night on the town with a friend. His friend stands him up, but he meets Kaylani Lei, and before long he’s in bed with her . . . and he’s a lucky guy. Kaylani is always hot, and she’s never looked better — sultry, passionate, and tight, with a body that never quits.
Unfortunately for Brad, she steals his wallet, keys, and phone, leaving him stranded in a bad part of town to make his own way home. He wanders the streets and has a strange interaction with Tori Black, who seems to be a street person/hooker/lunatic. Tori plays crazy/funny extremely well — she steals every scene in which she appears, and she’s adorable while she does it.
Brad eventually makes his way to a sleazy sex shop staffed by Mikayla Mendez and Alektra Blue and begs to use the phone. He has trouble reaching anyone who might help him . . . but Mikayla wants to suck him off, and Alektra listens in on the extension while he narrates the action, making for an odd combination of phone sex and actual sex. Those girls ditch him too, though, and the phone stops working, so he’s back out on the street, where he spots Kaylani in his car, and chases her into a building and rides up in a freight elevator. At the top, Tanya James and Bridgette B. appear, dragging him out of the elevator before boarding it themselves and proceeding to make out — and they lock Brad out once he tries to join in, giving us our one girl-girl scene.
We get a glimpse of the conspirators in the form of Tori Black and Eric Masterson — she’s not crazy after all, or at least, not entirely crazy, as they discuss the progress of their night’s persecution. Little is illuminated, but that’s okay; soon they start fucking, and Tori’s just as much fun in the sex scene as she is in the other scenes.
Brad finally stumbles into the final sex scene, an orgy with Alektra, Kaylani, Mikayla Mendez, and Randy Spears. It starts with just Randy on a couch, getting a blowjob from Kaylani, surrounded by guys in monk robes holding candles, but gradually the other characters join in.
Now, maybe stumbling around from sexual interaction to sexual interaction doesn’t sound so bad, but the film does a good job of conveying Brad’s confusion, worry, and sense of real physical peril. It might be the only porn movie I’ve seen where the main character says “Not again” whenever sexytime shenanigans start — he knows he shouldn’t do it, but he just can’t help himself.
Stick around after the hallucinatory orgy scene for an explanation of why Brad was subjected to this ordeal. The explanation doesn’t necessarily make a lot of sense, but surreal persecution fantasies are allowed to be confusing. It’s a dark, twisty thriller with a combination of plot and hot sex that should keep you watching.
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Tuesday, 9 March 2010
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Couch Surfers: Trans Men in Action is a high point in the genre of transmen porn. It doesn’t hesitate to head straight for the action, with transguy Mark van Helsing and cis-gendered-boy Peter Pleas getting together before the opening titles even appear: Mark gets a rim job, then goes down on Peter, and Mark straps on a big cock and fucks Peter in the ass, and there’s a little making out, too — all this in the first, oh, two minutes of the film.
Next up on the fated couch (which one can only hope was at least spritzed with Febreze after the day’s shoot was done) are Lube Boy (I see superhero potential!) and Ian Sparks, who start to make out but don’t get far before Ian Foxe joins in. He assumes a kneeling position, works a cock in each hand, and sucks them while they kiss. They all work through various positions, including Foxe getting simultaneous cock in his mouth and ass, and bio-guy Ian Sparks even dons a strap-on (because obviously two dicks are better than one).
The action transitions to another couch with Ian Sparks joining transguy Brett McCloskey for some mutual rub-and-tug. They take turns sucking one another off until Brett goes down on all fours to get reamed, followed by cowboy riding.
Dex Hardlove strolls in to take things to the next level with a feat of fantastic excess: both Brett and Ian get on all fours while Dex slips his lubed-up fists into their asses — simultaneously! There follows a merry messy lubed-up festival of jerking off, working the balls, and orgasms galore. Dex keeps working over Brett while Ian Foxe joins in the fun — Brett takes cock from both ends, and obviously enjoys all the attention. Dex is an adroit top, and doesn’t skimp on the dirty talk or ass-smacking, either.
The free-flowing action of one scene moving seamlessly into the next is broken up when we return to couch number one with Cupid and Peter Please making out ever-so-briefly before CJ Cockburn joins in. It’s a quiet, intense threeway (especially compared to the noisy — but also intense — scene immediately previous), with everyone pressed together on the couch, kissing, sucking, licking, fucking, jerking, face-sitting, and generally exploring one another thoroughly and with great delight.
While production-wise this is a rather no-frills affair — I mean, the marquee sets are a couple of couches! — the action is top-notch, the sex inventive and genuine, and the boys and bois hot. There’s an extra disc of bonus features, and a brief, informative guide called the “First Timer’s Guide To Playing With Trans Guys” (for those who want to play the home game.) Couch Surfers is genderfuck extraordinaire. Don’t miss the action.
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Monday, 8 March 2010
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Are you already a relatively accomplished cocksucker, but looking to expand your skillset, learn some new tricks, or make fellatio into more than just foreplay? Then Tristan Taormino’s Expert Guide to Advanced Fellatio might have some good pointers for you. Tristan assumes you already know how to get on your knees and lick and suck, and that you can handle a basic 69, and that you know whether you’re a spitter or a swallower — this is the advanced class.
After the usual anatomical lecture, Tristan runs down some advanced blowjob positions, including:
“Sword swallowing,” with a woman in bed on her back, head hanging off the edge of the bed, while the man stands and fucks her face (or lets the woman hold his hips to control his thrusting; “Standing 69,” where the man stands, holding the woman upside down with his face planted between her thighs, and she hangs down to suck cock — good for strong men and/or petite women, obviously; “Reverse 69,” with the woman laying face-up on the man’s body (he’s also face up!), and essentially doing a backbend to get his cock in her mouth while he eats her out. Only the young and nimble (or circus acrobats!) need attempt, and it looks more like stunt-fucking than something that would actually be fun, but it’s definitely not a move you see often; And classic “deep throating,” with the caveat that a lot of women have trouble suppressing the gag reflex . . . and the rather hot recommendation that you practice controlling the gag reflex with a dildo as necessary. I’d add that you should let your male partner watch while you practice. So he can, um, understand your plight.
All those techniques (except for practicing with dildo; Satine Phoenix, Adrianna Nicole, and Charley Chase don’t need practice) are demonstrated in hot scenes that usually end with some straight fucking, so it’s not entirely a fellatio extravaganza. Those ladies, their partners, and various other porn stars also weigh in with their opinions on what separates a good blowjob from a great one.
While the educational content here is on par with other Vivid Ed releases, the production seems a little more slapdash — the menu isn’t as sophisticated as usual, there’s no watch-the-sex-scenes-only option, special features are unusually few, and it has a less linear, more cobbled-together feel. That actually results in there being more sex on screen, since there’s no “workshop” section with Tristan addressing a crowd, though some of the snippets of sex get repeated two or three times. But that’s okay, too; they’re good snippets.
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Saturday, 6 March 2010
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I never get tired of AbbyWinters.com videos — natural amateur Australian lesbians in very minimalist scenes, usually just a girl or two and a camera. There’s none of the posing or pretense you usually see in girl/girl films, and there’s a refreshing sort of innocence, too. These are pretty, pleasant, laughing, happy girls making love (and occasional small talk) together, and they’re a pure pleasure to watch.
Girls in Ecstasy features three long scenes, each with a different couple, all with a very different vibe. We begin with blonde Anneke and brunette Larissa cuddling on the couch, nuzzling and snuggling, gradually moving on to gentle kissing, with lots of close-ups of kissing, glimpses of panties up a denim skirt, and the slow removal of clothes to reveal some nice sexy underwear; it’s almost half an hour before they’re completely naked, but they’re both gorgeous, so it’s worth the wait. It’s an almost totally wordless scene, just a few whispers of encouragement, and it’s a slow, tender build to licking, fingering, scissoring, and snuggling — we even get to see some lovely cuddly afterglow.
Blaire and Joannie are a lot more giggly. They’re both blonde and busty, though Blaire is the overall curvier and more lush of the two. It’s a chatty scene, but they don’t skimp on pleasuring one another, with lots of kissing (tongue piercing!), fingering, attention to one another’s breasts, cunnilingus (piercings down there too!), and sixty-nine.
Anabela and Maria are cute brunettes, one crawling into bed with the other, and they’re neither quiet nor giggly — they’re intense. They start making out passionately, with real sexual hunger — devouring each other, sharing smoldering looks, fingering each other hard, and very demonstrative and vocal all the while. There’s scissoring, sixty-nine, and no end of orgasmic joyful noise.
All three scenes — which are quite long, the film as a whole is over two and a half hours — have some behind-the-scenes material at the end, with more conversation, discussion of past performances, their opinions about the scenes, funny bits (one girl names various slang terms for vagina, some of which I’d never heard before), and interviews . . . often with naked girls showering, which is, I think, how all interviews with hot girls should be conducted. Girls in Ecstasy is an enormously pleasant film, one that — in addition to titillating — also makes you happy.
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Friday, 5 March 2010
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Playgirl specializes — not shockingly — in women- and couples-friendly porn with lots of beefcake, more cunnilingus than you usually see, few if any facial cumshots, and (usually) more tender/gentle fantasies. Risqué Moments follows that formula, though as the title suggests, it’s just a little more edgy than usual. There are six vignettes, all cutely titled:
“Clean Sweep” begins with Aurora Snow in the mundane task of doing laundry — and she’s not even dressed like a stripper! Her chores are interrupted by her extraordinarily well-hung black partner CJ White, who proceeds to create some more dirty clothes for her by stripping down, and stripping her clothes off, too. It’s a sweet and flirty scene, mostly on the couch, intimate and homey, with lots of pussy-eating, followed by cocksucking, some cowgirl on the couch, and then — anal! Which surprised me, since you don’t see a lot of anal in this sort of movie, though it’s very woman-controlled anal, with Snow setting the pace. Very hot.
“Bounty Huntress” has Tori Black as a badass bounty hunter in black boots pulling a gun on Mario Rossi and deciding to have a little fun with him before turning him over to the authorities. She makes him strip in the parking lot, he worships her body a bit, she sucks and caresses his cock, and he kneels and eats her out for a long while, plus fucking in various standing (and bending-over) positions in the motel doorway, though they never enter the room.
“Fountain of Love” has Jenaveve Jolie and Evie Delatosso playing in a fountain (as bi-curious girls often do!) and filling their water jugs as a prelude to . . . well . . . rubbing their own jugs together, plus some sweet kissing, eating one another out, and so on — girl/girl stuff seems kind of odd for a Playgirl movie, but it’s nice to see them give a little something to women who love women and men.
The other scenes are less edgy/unusual, but still pleasant. In “Persuasion” Sarah Vandella is an heiress who convinces executor Tommy Gunn to unethically reveal details of a will in advance, using exactly the techniques of persuasion you’d expect. “Time-N-Time” is a vaguely historical scenario with Bridgette B. as a serving girl who comes bearing goblets for Nando Rico, who’d rather come all over her goblets, if you know what I’m saying. (I could do without the bad Ren Faire music, but it does set the tone, I guess.) “Classic Rapture” has Marco Banderas working on a vintage car when tiny blonde Madison Scott comes to him for help — he must be a good two feet taller than her, and while their size difference initially distracted me, they both seem to be enjoying it. She shows her appreciation by kneeling and sucking him, then gets eaten out and rides him reverse cowgirl.
There’s decent bonus content, too, with an extra sex scene and a bonus masturbation scene featuring an incredibly ripped bodybuilder. Ideal for couples who want a little bit of spicy with their sweet.
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Most of you are probably aware that Sunday is Valentine’s Day, but if personal experience serves, many of you are, like me, still woefully underprepared for the day. Do you have a gift for your sweetie? Or a nice buzzing distraction of a pressie for yourself? Never fear: for your last-minute feast of Valentine’s Day delights, Blowfish has the table set for you.
I like the Tuyo Vibromasseur Spherical Vibrator (you can just call her “Tuyo”, though, no need to be formal) for Valentine’s Day because it encourages experimentation, exploration and communication. Really! This 100% phthalate-free vibrator is a perfect sphere of vibrating fun, allowing you to roll it over your or your lover’s body and see what feels good. Who knew that a nice pulsating vibration on the back of your knee would send a zing of pleasure right to your clit? Or that a steady buzz between your shoulder blades would get your dick hard? To make sure the Tuyo hits just the right spot in just the right way, her designers gave her three levels of vibration and five patterns of pulsations, as well as a strip of quality silicone around the 3″ diameter middle so you don’t lose your grip.
But it’s the high-end elegance of the Tuyo — the way it nestles in your hand (or between your legs), the pretty pearl white with a pink stripe coloring (not pictured, sorry!), the lovely satin-lined box it comes in — that make this the perfect Valentine’s gift. Get one for yourself or your sweetie and get rolling between the sheets!
Takes 3 AAA batteries (not included).
One way to take your Valentine’s Day to the next level is to add a little stimulation in just the right spot. For this purpose, allow me to recommend a simple solution at a very nice price: the One-Touch Vibrating Cock-Ring! I nsert the One-Touch Vibrator into the very stretchy purple jelly sleeve, press the button and slip it over his cock. For hetero and strap-on using couples, the nubby vibrator casing vibrates as it rubs against her clit during sex (you can spin the ring around to accomodate different positions), giving her that extra oomph! of sensation to take her over the edge. Or, if that’s too much for her, spin it around so it’s only vibing his balls. For most couples, adding this extra bit of stimulation is a revelation — I’m not saying you get to skip foreplay or anything (and, really, why would you want to?), but a clit-stimulator cock-ring can help take intercourse from “that feels nice” to “oh god, oh god, OH GOD.” And that, my friends, makes for a delightful Valentine’s Day indeed.
Uses three 1.55V Super Cell (aka One-Touch Bullet Batteries), included (though you might want backups, just in case). Bullet is 1″ in diameter, just shy of 3-3/4″ long.
If it’s just not a Valentine’s Day gift for you without a nice, traditional, heart, the Amazing Hot Heart should heat things up just right. This smooth vinyl heart is filled with a mysterious, yet non-toxic, gel that heats up when you gently bend a small metal disc that’s floating around inside. Offering about 30 minutes of heat, the Amazing Hot Heart slides easily over the skin (you can use a bit of lube if you want things to get really slippery), providing a kind of lovely warmth. And it’s reusable — just pop it in boiling water for 10 minutes to “reset” the crystals so it’s ready to go again! Great for massages, sensation play or just for keeping your hands warm as you entwine your fingers with his in the pocket of his hoodie on your romantic Valentine’s Day stroll.
Want to surprise your sweetie with an unexpected pleasure this Valentine’s Day? There’s nothing like the titilating combination of written and visual delights that you find in an erotic comic to get someone all fired up in every which way. Allow me to suggest you try Scarlett Takes Manhattan. While not your typical love story, the heroine Scarlett O’Herring possesses a kind of delighted love of sex, set against the backdrop of New York’s Gilded Age, that infuses the reader with the same sort of carefree sensuality. The story is compelling, the sex playful and just the right amount of wicked to keep all parts of you interested.
Don’t take my word for it! Check out our celebrity blurbs from the likes of Warren Ellis and Margaret Cho!
“With its tongue in several cheeks at once, Scarlett overheats the Victorian erotic memoir into a madly funny firepit of debauchery. Disgustingly wonderful.” — Warren Ellis, author of Crooked Little Vein, Transmetropolitan, etc.
“Molly Crabapple is THE artist of our time. I am desperately in love with her vision, her world, her characters, her art—and I want to live there.” — Margaret Cho
If you want to push your boundaries, get inspired, or just get really, really turned on for Valentine’s Day, you should check out the latest installment of our award-winning Crash Pad series: Crash Pad Series, Volume 5: The Revolving Door! The Crash Pad series started out as a feature film from indie queer porn director extraordinaire Shine Louise Houston, and then jumped to a web-based series, several volumes of which have been released on DVD. It’s pretty much the gold standard for sex-positive queer porn, with a large umbrella that covers most flavors of lesbianism, transgender, and kinky sexuality, all with great panache and authenticity.
Volume 5 has (coincidentally) five scenes, with a cast of new faces and returning favorites. The Crash Pad of the title is an apartment where an ever-shifting cast of sexually adventurous couples (and occasional groups) come to push the limits of their own fuckability, all watched over by the hidden cameras of the mysterious voyeuristic Shine — the premise, pretty much, is that you’re seeing secret-camera footage of trysts-in-progress. It’s a good and versatile set-up that’s filled a handful of DVDs already, and could go on for the indefinite foreseeable future.
This one opens up with some dripping birthday-candle wax and light bondage between August and the lovely femme Stacy Staxxx, followed by some strap-on riding and lovely doggystyle fucking; it’s a great scene, though the dialogue was a bit hard to hear, at least on my review copy. Still, even watching it with the sound off, you get the general idea — it’s a very nice birthday party.
I also liked trans leather daddy Kuma topping the hell out of the bodacious Julie Warren — any scene that involves floggers and canes and a rough strap-on blowjob has a certain intrinsic appeal. The most surprising scene was the closer, with Shawn (also known, in her toppier roles, as Syd Blackovich) in a scene with an actual bio-guy, Mickey Mod — though don’t expect an uncomplicated and straightforward gender setup here. Mickey sucks Shawn’s big fake cock about as much as she sucks his real one, and honestly, if they had a wrestling match, I’d put my money on Shawn. There’s some cowgirl riding and some in-your-face mutual masturbation (literally — she crouches over him and jills off in his face while he rubs one out himself). The other scenes are good, too — overall, there’s more edgy hot queer sex than you can shake a dick at.
The Crash Pad continues to push limits, boundaries, and the proverbial envelope in its depiction of authentic, complicated queer porn. Let’s hope Shine has a hundred-year lease on the place. May its doors stay open forever.
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