 |
|
• EROS CITIES •
EROTICA
/ ZINE•
MASTHEAD
•
ADVERTISE |
|
erotica fictiongallerylifestyles fetishbdsmqueer/bi/transswingersfeatures news
briefsarticlessexy
spreadsfree speech x-presseros bits sound
offtriviasexfessionsdiva's debaucherysexual intelligence
reviewsclubs sf
archiveslondon
archiveslos
angeles archivesnew
york archiveslas
vegas archiveseros photo classified ads about eros zine
Sponsored Links
|
House on Hooter Hill (Secret Key Motion Pictures)
By the time the scavenger hunt starts the following morning, Ryan has received the lustful attentions of Tiffany's psychic and part-time lover, Samantha (actress Friday), and discovers that the other females involved in the hunt will stop at nothing to enlist his surreptitious help in finding the treasure, not to mention getting their rocks off (and his) at the same time. Once Wickwire gets involved in the rampant bimbo-screwing, there's no pause in the demented sexual antics, as Samantha channels Tiffany in an attempt to discover the murderer. Will Ryan and Sue last long enough to find the murderer, or will these skanks screw them silly -- too silly to solve the crime? The Erotic Diary of Misty Mundae (Seduction Cinema)
But Misty's fantasies have a dark side! In her reveries, she returns to the back-alley setting for some hardcore tongue-tip assault with bad-girl Darian, and even a little director's-chair bondage and feather-torment before returning to her visions of blonde-and-redhead trading tongue-tip caresses, this time in the bathtub. Before long Misty finds herself in an empty warehouse, stripping off her schoolgirl costume for a ravenously watching Julian Wells, as Misty decides she must confess to her girlfriend just what steamy fantasies fill her mind. Who knows what will ensue after Misty's confession? Huh? Yeah, that's what I said. It's all very weird and rock-video; that tongue-tip kissing straight girls do when they're pretending to be lesbians is the weirdest form of self-parody that B-movies ever invented. Oh, wait, it wasn't supposed to be self-parody? Yeah, no shit. The value of The Erotic Diary of Misty Mundae, as with Misty's other features, lies neither in compelling acting nor in an even vaguely coherent plot (or any plot at all, for that matter), but in the showcasing of beautiful women doing naughty things in a strangely innocent fashion, like the "art features," nudge-nudge, wink-wink, of the 1960s and '70s, but slightly -- very slightly -- more explicit. Erotic Diary reproduces that sensibility with all its bad acting and weirdly stylized fake-lesbian sex intact -- creating unbridled campy weirdness that has to be seen to be believed. Red Hot Fox (Digital Playground)
After Carmel's displayed her shameless lust, we zero in on breathtaking Spaniard Rebeca Linares, who, dressed up in red fishnets and a military cap, wanks and shows off her butthole on one of those ever-handy Digital Playground staircases. After she gets herself good and lubed up, she spreads for her freshly-arriving hot stud. Next, slutty Codi Milo lays down the verbal abuse with an intense humiliation tirade as she masturbates over the camera. Amping up the verbal abuse, she genuinely doesn't put out and passes the viewer on to to gorgeous brunette Alexis Love, who has more POV humiliation as she laughs at you for stroking it to her. Alexis isn't as cruel as Codi, so after an extended verbal-abuse tease, she gives it up in another hot semi-POV scene. After a hard fuck, Alexis hands us over to Honey, endowed with braces and a red leather slave collar, who fucks and sucks ably before returning us to Codi. She gives us some more verbal humiliation as she spreads and teases the viewer, but never quite manages to give it up. Whether you're a guy who gets off on feeling bad about watching porn or just a connoisseur of male humiliation at the hands of sexually precocious young beeyatches, Red Hot Fox is the ideal title for you. Between this, Control 6 and quick trips to Humiliatrix.com, you're going to have an awesome weekend, you fuckin' pervert. Control 6 (Digital Playground)
Schoolgirl-dressed Veronique is next, getting a dirty exam from a latex-gloved and stethoscope-endowed doctor in what looks like a Valley condo -- hey, anywhere's a good place for a rectal exam, and some special doctors still make house calls, right? Besides, the doc has plenty of instruments to probe her with. After another taste of Katja, now leashed and restrained and wearing white panties, stripey tights, and high heels, we've got Scott Nails and Teagan Presley in a a hot photographer-model scene; the camera provides the power exchange in this vignette. There's more Katja waiting for you -- now she's wearing full-on schoolgirl drag, and it's time for her spanking. Control 6 finishes up with a great scene of lovely Cayton Caley dishing out a mild dose of the dirty-talk that endowed the flick's early scenes, then fucking and sucking Ben English before we get a final dose of Katja Kassin. The interesting thing about following porn is that you can see the sexual obsessions playing themselves out on camera, whether as the natural result of creative exploration or just a series of pervy fixations that changes from time to time. For the time being, Robby seems to be deliriously hot for young and gorgeous chicks verbally abusing the viewer about how dirty bad and wrong he is for jerking off. The thing is, this nasty and unexpected fascination seems to perk up the series, which always felt like it wasn't quite SM but wasn't quite vanilla and, as such, always left me wanting. The verbal abuse thing ain't a fetish you see that much, and it's actually pretty damn hard to get an actress to do well. Robby does so splendidly, infusing new life into this long-running series. Jesse In Pink (Digital Playground)
After an introductory stroke session with Jesse in which, desperate for sex, she calls up an male prostitute, we visit dolled-up Tory Lane and her boyfriend, who engage in some nasty, athletic filthy-talking sex, anal oral and vaginal, of the sort that's made Tory famous. Returning to Jesse, we discover that her taste in Fred Garvins runs toward the Scott Nails (shouldn't she have his direct number by now?) and the two of them groove into a playful, sexy, irreverent fuck scene. Pierced and cateye-spectacled Jaylynn West, next, is getting spanked by a perverted German for being late for her slut lessons. (No, I didn't make that up.) The leatherclad Kraut gets her and himself worked up with the spanking and the two fuck explosively, with more spanking in the middle. Meanwhile, Jesse's desperate need for sexual satisfaction takes her to nasty Mistress Jana Cova, who proves to be more than Jesse was bargained for, but just what the doctor ordered. Perky Louise Brooks brunette Mindy Main then finds herself with Marco Duato (nee Banderas) as the two fuck to a jaunty salsa tune. Meanwhile, Jesse's BFF Shay Jordan has thoughtfully ordered up a bald English dude, Ben English, to join them in a threesome for the "really good pounding" that Jesse needs (she gets it). With Jesse (finally!) satisfied, we're left with a Jesse In Pink that's less romantic and much goofier than some of Celeste's other movies, but still plenty of fun. FILTH Hunters
Lucky for said boss James, whose wife (and the mother of his son) is out of town, that Nikki and Ella happen to be reviewing just such footage on the roof of the parking garage where he's stashed his car. He's the one, they decide, and after introducing herself Nikki asks "Want to fuck?" After his initial reticence, James gives in and lets the lesbians come home with him, where blonde Nikki fucks his brains out and brunette Ella videotapes, her curiosity getting the better of her as she decides to join in. The two lesbians encourage James to put the moves on Sophia, who gives in with a lot less reluctance than James showed. The two fuck in James's office, and Sophia, though well satisfied, finds herself fucking her boyfriend eagerly when she confesses the whole thing to him. The lesbians review their footage and get incredibly turned on, fucking with renewed vigor, leading to some sort of moral about how cheating on your partner can liven up any relationship. FILTH Hunters' too-trite pro-cheatin' message is made digestible, even satisfying, by the easy-to-follow storyline which, unlike the vast majority of improbable features, actually contributes to the energy of the sex. The relationship between Nikki and Ella makes their walk on the wild side with a dude seem like a hot sexual adventure, and the fact that James and Sophia are cheating on their respective spouses generates and extra helping of naughty tension. To be honest, its short (63-minute) running time works strongly in favor of its coherent plotline, since most adult features get bogged down right around minute 64 and then drag on for another 2 hours under the apparent impression that porn has to offer 3 hours worth of crap to be competitive. Here, the lean narrative actually works, making FILTH hunters that rarest of creatures in the adult entertainment world -- a porn movie with a sexy story. Fuck Me in the Bathroom (Burning Angel)
Kimberly Kane finds herself tarted up in yet another bathroom, out of toilet paper as always, and tells the tale of her personal bathroom adventures, ranging from golden showers to her fight with a tweaker to my favorite and hers, sleazy sex. She brags about her apartment's bathroom counter space (lots of room for fucking) and announces her desire to make this the filthiest scene she'd ever done for Joanna to make up for her lack of tattoos. She does so by blowing Alec Knight while he brushes his teeth, then fucking him. (Far from Kane's filthiest scene, but hot nonetheless). Jayna Oso then tells the story of her bathroom tryst with a hot Spanish guy following a fight with her boyfriend. Getting down on her knees to scrub the bathtub, she then enacts a cleaning lady sex scene with Tommy Pistol to relive that hot experience. Fuck Me in the Bathroom is a fun, zany gonzo with scenarios that showcase the illicit thrill of stolen trysts in back-alley pissoirs and swanky bathtubs alike. Lord of Asses 8 (Tom Byron Pictures)
First Time Auditions Vol. 1 (Reality Kings)
I justify the chuckleheadedness of "reality" porn concepts like this by thinking that when I write a story, I make shit up that is completely impossible, and nobody really thinks that it's possible; it's called "suspension of disbelief," and it's a whole lot easier if the customer has his dong in his hand. That's what this is: suspension of disbelief. It's not actually purporting to be "reality" -- on the contrary, this is a fantasy -- a fantasy about making reality porn. I guess. Porn long ago became its own genre of porn, and that's not even addressing the less stratified layer of "feature" porn movies with plots about porn stars making porn; this on the other hand, is "reality" porn about making reality porn, only it's fantasy about making a fantasy. It's meta; so meta it's meta-meta; just talking about it makes me want to wank on my Bachelor's degree. No, this is not rocket surgery, but it's your basic unreal "reality" porn in a working format that, despite its supposed duplicity, really doesn't (seriously) pretend to be anything else -- and as such, it works just fine. The first girl interviewed, Riley, is an adorable and unbelievably hot, slutty, slim redhead; Kaiyla is a gorgeous black chick; the third girl, Lux, suffers from Stripper Tits, which certainly put a buzzkill on my amateur fantasy, but perky blonde Emily more than makes up for it, and cute Asian-American Evelynn is equally delicious. It's simple but effective porn, great if you like the interview format. In the same batch of screeners came a whole pile of Reality Kings disks, including LatinasVol. 2, Big Naturals Vol. 2, Milf Hunter 3, Mike in Brazil 1, and We Live Together Vol. 2, which means that virtually any amount of hours can now be whiled away enjoying Reality Kings DVD content. Any Way You Want Me (Vivid)
Savanna Samson's Any Way You Want Me has a few things going for it. First, it features three different role playing scenarios: "The Desperate Housewife," "The Superstar Stripper," and "The Vice President," which, once I'd lost my wood for a full two weeks, I discovered does NOT involve having sex with Dick Cheney, but presents Savanna as the Vice President of a company where you have to convince her to promote you. I'm a fan of the vignette-based approach to interactive porn, rather than the "Hi, I'm Savanna Samson and I'm going to fuck you" approach, which seems pretty lame since, if Savanna Samson was going to fuck me, I would hardly be watching a DVD, would I? (Unless she's, you know, into that.) The second plus in Any Way You Want Me is that two of the scenarios feature anal sex, which believe it or not was a rarity in interactive porn DVDs until very recently. The third, the Superstar Stripper, features "Ass Play," which involves Savanna fucking herself with a glass dildo. Another big plus is that when you're in the midst of a sex act and hit "orgasm" (translated as "cumshot" in most interactive DVDs), you actually see the promised money shot based on your current menu selection -- if the sex is vaginal, the male actor comes internally; if the POV (but not POV) character is going down on Savanna when you hit it, you see her come, whereas a few years ago you would likely have done a jump-cut from cunnilingus to the male money shot. Interactive DVDs are getting a bit smoother.
Unfortunately, there are just as many negatives. The menus seem uncoordinated in font and layout, almost like they jobbed them out to different people. The Superstar Stripper's dance routine is something so amazingly unspecial as to be notable for its badness -- when, as you know, bad stripteasing is far from unusual in porn. None of the sex is shot actually POV. This seems like a gimme, but makers of interactive DVDs just don't seem to get that. Any Way You Want Me is not a particularly strong entry in the interactive DVD genre, but if Savanna's your type then I suggest you have at.
|
|||||||||||||||||||
|
|
||
|
 |
|