[This post contains mentions of James Deen. I no longer support him or his work.] August 5th, 2010 Today I watched Justine Joli: Lost with Saraid, which I had been eagerly anticipating. Very quickly realized it was a mistake to have anticipated it. Despite some awesome pairings, the camera angles consistently lacked close-up genital shots (which Saraid and I live for), plus the scenery was terrible and the between-scenes stuff was amazingly bad. I would not have survived without our conversation. Epiphora: this is so dramatic. is this a sitcom? hello houses Saraid: I feel like bob saget should pop up Epiphora: bob saget loves sasha grey Scene one: Justine Joli and Claire Adams. Now, I believe that rose petals can be used . . . read more

June 6th, 2010 Here’s a little secret for you: I’ve been jacking off to words lately. I know, blasphemy. I usually hate erotica. I generally don’t fantasize. I prefer graphic depictions of genitals going into other genitals. But this particular fiction — a slash pairing which is morally objectionable on more than one level — is hot to the max. This one little smut scene involved squirting. Mmm. I’ve also been spending several jack-off sessions comparing the Vixen Johnny with the Maverick. Finally, I think I’ve figured out the difference. Unfortunately the only word I can think to describe it is that Johnny is meaty. WTF, brain? Are you trying to write disgusting erotica? Also, dual orgasms are the story of . . . read more

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December 10th, 2009 Having received an orange Jimmyjane Little Chroma in the mail from a Halloween giveaway I didn’t know I entered, I decided to pit the Little Chroma against the Wahl. The Little Chroma was okay, though nothing to ever spend anything close to $125 on. It was easier to hold, but the Wahl was far more amazing to feel. I was on the bed in the bedroom and without dildos, so I asked my boyfriend to bring me one of his choice. He trotted in with Mr. Man, gave me a little blowjob with it, and left. I finished myself off with the Seduction in my vagina and the Wahl on my clit. It was a goodbye fuck. December . . . read more

I expect a lot from Sasha Grey. And I expected a lot from The Birthday Party, since it marks one of Sasha’s first cracks at directing (along with Oren Cohen). Anyone who has watched Sasha Grey in action knows just how dirty she can be, so my expectations for The Birthday Party were similar to the ones I had for Live In My Secrets, a Kimberly Kane film with a gritty and somewhat terrifying trailer. I expected something raw, something grimy, something dramatic and unexpected. What I got was something stereotypical dressed up as something unique. The Birthday Party consists of four vignettes. The film is shot in widescreen, but for some implausible reason, is presented in letterbox. Each scene . . . read more

So we’ve already established that rough sex, when directed and shot by genius pornographer Tristan Taormino, is hot as fuck. What could possibly make it hotter? Let’s see… how about casting hot, strong women and having them call the shots? How about interviewing the performers prior to the scene to discuss roughness and trust? Yeah, I think that’ll do the trick. The premise behind Rough Sex is enough to make anyone wet. Rough Sex seeks to fulfill the fantasies of its female performers, and not in a lame cop-out way. Each scene comes straight from its female performer’s brain, and the male counterparts have been chosen by the women as well. Adrianna Nicole wants to be taken advantage of by . . . read more

Girls Girls Girls II is an ’80s-inspired porno directed by the fabulous Joanna Angel. There is no plotline, just discrete scenes, and luckily, it doesn’t take the ’80s theme too far. Actually, Kimberly Kane’s crimped hair and Sasha Grey’s iridescent spandex are pretty damn hot. Penny Flame’s scene with Allister and Cadence St. John is, by far, the best on the disc. Penny jaunts back and forth between two rooms, licking Cadence’s pussy, then Allister’s. Nothing else goes on. Just pussy licking (well, there’s a smidgen of a plot, but whatever). Allister and Cadence don’t reciprocate — Penny just ravages them, and it’s mesmerizingly hot. Penny has some serious skills. The other stand-out scene is, unsurprisingly, the one between Sasha Grey . . . read more

I hesitated in requesting Live In My Secrets. The trailer, which features relentless screams from the infamous “God Warrior” (“she’s not a Christiaaaan!”), makes the film seem very dark. The press release and the back of the DVD call it “an extreme hardcore fetish feature from the most primal reaches of Kimberly Kane’s psyche.” I’m not a very kinky person, and normally would not consider a fetish film. But I adore Kimberly Kane, and I was intrigued, perhaps turned on, by the images of Sasha and Kimberly’s scene. It features blood, and Sasha was on her period and not wearing a tampon. So I held my breath and requested it, hoping I would not hate and/or fear it and be . . . read more

Genre: Lesbian Director: Andre Madness Length: 2 hours, 5 minutes Cast: Bree Olson, Sasha Grey, Ava Rose, Lisa Neils, Angie Savage, Lexxi Tyler, Sophia Santi, Samantha Ryan Special Features: Behind the Scenes (unfortunately very boring, reveals nothing new), Bonus Scene (Ava Rose and Charlie Laine from Shades of Romona), More Adult Fun (a.k.a. ads), Bloopers (I enjoyed Bree Olson burping, but everything else was boring), Photo Gallery, Trailers, Interviews (all of which felt pretty formulaic, except Sasha’s), Web Info Audio/Video Quality: Bree & Sasha was shot in high-definition widescreen, and the lighting is wonderful in all the scenes. It looks natural, for the most part. Sasha and Bree’s scene has some interesting shadows going on that I thought added to the . . . read more