Newseater - Adult Edition

What do you get the swimming coach who has everything? He’s already got the athletic swimmer’s body and he gets to go to work in his underwear, which all seems like a pretty charmed life to us. So if you’re going to do something special for his birthday, you really have to really work hard to make it memorable. A surprise ten-person orgy just might do the trick—and the best part about this present is that it’s something everyone gets to enjoy.

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· Pool party turns into a dp party! (PornHub)

Original post by Dashiell Bennett

Much as in that “Highlander” movie, European smut directors are in a constant battle to be crowned the reigning king of filthy, perverted sex. Which is why they’re constantly on the lookout for their next big starlet, the girl that will propel them and their cinematic vehicles to new heights of megastardom. And what exactly qualifies an up-and-coming adult film actress to fulfill this weighty obligation? Well, an elastic sense of personal boundaries is important, along with a willingness to try new things with new people and a lack of a gag reflex. Veteran French director Christoph Clark thinks he may just have found the perfect specimen in his latest protégé Cindy Hope … and from what we’ve seen of Cindy so far, we’re inclined to agree.

Which is why we both understand and are a little perplexed by the title of this, her showcase title. On the one hand, “Cindy Hope Is Fresh On Cock” conveys both her novelty and raw sexual appeal. On the other hand … well, surely we’re not the only ones who think it sounds really awkward, almost like it was translated from the Bulgarian or something. Who uses the expression “Fresh on Cock” (or anything else) anyway?

But we digress. The film features Cindy and her costars Anita Pearl, Simony Diamond, and Cassy in epic Euro-style fucking action—which is not entirely unlike American-style fucking action, except that it seems harder and more epic since they are measured using the metric system.

According to Mr. Clark, “This is her very first movie … She told me she wanted to do it with class, and without anal. I said to her, ‘Your wish will be mine.’ But my fans will see that Cindy really feels the sex!” Feel the class, the sex, and everything else in our exclusive preview gallery below.

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• “Cindy Hope Is Fresh On Cock” (DVD info + trailers @ evilangel.com)

Original post by DCypher

While I would rather see a porn version of “Mad Men” (I mean, Jesus), Daring Video’s pornic adaptation of the HBO series “Rome” earns this week’s Better Than the Original™ award, granted infrequently to projects that pack more bang as T&A fare than they did in their first incarnation. See why after the jump.

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This threesome gave new meaning to the question “Et tu, Brute’?”

“Rome” always seemed to me like a porn movie with its clothes on anyway, so watching director Antonio Adamo’s elegant and indifferent Eurotarts in “Roma” (first in a three-part series) cavort sine-togae struck me, as Wilford Brimley would say, “the right thing to do.”

How do you like those apples (poma)?

· Daring Video (daringsex.com)
· Buy “Roma” (gamelink.com)

Original post by Gram Ponante

“You’ve got the scent, you’ve got the scent … the scent of love.” - Not ABC

Like you, I was intrigued by the recent reissue of Philip Mond’s classic 1990’s porn “Zazel - The Scent of Love” because I wanted to see what vaginas looked like the year my cat was born. And when I saw the scene with the tiger I felt singularly validated in my curiosity.

Fragrance designer Zazel (the gorgeous Sasha Vinni) sits sketching by her koi pond when she gets The Call: She has been approved to create her own eponymous perfume! Awesome!

We soon see why Zazel is right for the job. “The scent of love?” she thinks. “What can it be? Where can it be found?”

The rest of the movie follows Zazel through her own journey of discovery in the realms of sex and scent. Painted nymphs appear as her muses. She realizes her perfume must have “the breath of heaven; the taste of sin.”

Don’t get me wrong: “Zazel” shares with today’s tolerated trophy porn auteurs the tendency to talk out its ass:

“Does the scent of love come from the heavens? The Earth? The wild orchid? The water lilly?”

“Angels from heaven descend into Pluto’s realm and divulge their secrets with intoxicating rapture.”

“Shiva: Goddess of Creation” (Luckily Hindus don’t undertake jihads.)

But it is also beautifully shot and staged. No performer involved in realizing Mond’s (and Zazel’s) vision is anything short of beautiful—most are fleshy and toned Penthouse models of its pre-bankruptcy period—and each set piece is so creatively erotic that calling it porn, by today’s standards, seems insufficient.

One example finds Zazel examining the vulva-like qualities of the picture of a flower in a book. Another does for tiger paint what the “Rio” video never could.

It is safe to play this movie with the sound off as long as you keep in mind that “Zazel is doing work-related research.” We never see the fruits of her R&D on the shelves, but then again, Hell-derived intoxicating rapture in a bottle is probably wicked expensive.

Review by Gram Ponante

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Zazel - The Scent of Love
Director: Philip Mond
Cast: Sasha Vinni, Gina Lamarca, Anna Romero, Grace Harlowe, Brooke Lane, Lene Hefner, Helena, Nikie St. Giles, Antonio Valentino, Kevin James, Drew Reese, Devin, and Jon

· Metro Interactive (metrointeractive.com)
· Buy “Zazel - The Scent of Love” (gamelink.com)

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Previously: Fleshbot PSI: Another Case Closed!

Original post by Gram Ponante

With the amount of porn sent to me (for free!) every week, I have come to appreciate any non-standard scene setups. There are only so many times, for example, I can watch Darryl Hanah absently masturbating on a couch as a cock enters from the left of frame before I … well, watch a hundred more scenes just like it. Thank the Intelligent Designer that Gawker pays me so handsomely!

See how Rocco Siffredi upends our sensibilities after the gap. (Just don’t mention the title to PETA.)

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The opening of European star Rocco Siffredi’s “Animal Trainer 24″ finds an artist painting two mesh-clad models, one adventurous, one overcome with Euro-ennui, as some homunculus emerges from a nearby stream and begins posing with them. If the whole continent hadn’t been ruined for me by “The Final Countdown,” I’d be on a plane there right now.

Eventually the painter gets in on the action, too, as the narrative demands.

The next scene joins the previous one in dispelling the myth that European porn actresses lack affect. The game Caty says, in English broken just the right way, that she “like to be this way.” She is slapped around with a penis as the narrative demands.

In the next scene, an artist colony setting, Siffredi surprises two nymphs spying on one of his muses. “Are you scared?” he says to one of them, holding out a ball gag. “You know what’s that.” Another man joins in.

“It’s too much!” says the muse.

“It’s not too much,” replies Siffredi.

Siffredi’s performers dive into each other like a bowl of spaghetti. They slap, they spit, they fall over themselves to get at each other. While the camera never seems to pan out far enough or stay anywhere long enough to provide the flesh landscapes Americans enjoy, what Rocco’s movies do is paint a picture of a place in which everyone and his brother - as well as a sea monster - get in on the action.

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· Evil Angel (evilangel.com)
· Buy “Rocco: Animal Trainer 24″ (tlavideo.com)

Original post by Gram Ponante