Unlike many upstart adult award shows, the FANNYs sound like they might occur again
The Cupboard is bare, but Kelly Shibari isn’t
I have turned the paradigm of the gluttonous BBW on its head with this poignant and revealing photograph.
Heavy Traffic at XBiz360
A sleek, informative, and convivial adult business conference with an accompanying awards ceremony, January’s XBiz360 conference was also a subtle battleground of ideas the adult industry is chewing on, from Content vs. Traffic to Free vs. Pay to Old vs. New. The conference underscored the lingering division between Content and Traffic in the porn business, [...]
How Fleshlight protects your feelings, and my journey as America’s Greatest Sex Toy Reviewer
Unless the toy is for a part of your person you just can’t get at, like the prostate, or in the case that one has tiny Tyrannosaurus hands, most male-oriented sex toys just add complexity. What type of person wants to add complexity?
BBWFanFest Winners: Porn’s version of Manifest Destiny
Like you, I want to get closer and closer still to the large women I admire, as if I am an ant crawling on a peach or a lonely planetoid orbiting the Sun. But it seems that the Las Vegas convention known as the BBWFanFest (July 13-15, starring April Flores and Kelly Shibari) is drawing imitators seeking to put a Lap Band on its potential. I say fie on those foul copyfats.
Game of Thrones: A Gallery of Toilet-Adjacent Porn Stars
“Winter is coming,” she said, flushing demurely
XRCO 2012: An Awards Show for the Ages
This year’s XRCO Awards were a great fun time; a perfect encapsulation of the misplaced resentment, earnest good will, limited attention span, dark humor, poor planning, and uncalibrated sense of history that Porn Valley’s 4-decades-old adult industry is known for.
Padded Kink: Hefty Honies Humiliated Halfheartedly
Are you saying I need to come to my own conclusions but that—perhaps—people shouldn’t be so goddamned outraged over everything? That one way of taking power away from detractors is to use their own tools against ourselves and, emerging unscathed, win?
Gang-Hangar at the XBiz Awards
From now on I want all my parties to be hangar-based
Everybody’s Gokkun: Kelly Shibari’s Libertarian bukkake
If Ron Paul’s influence can be felt at a bukkake, how far is he from capturing the hearts and minds of all Americans?
Kelly Shibari’s BBW Bukkake: Irish boobs with Japanese efficiency
Gram speaks with the namesake of Kelly Shibari’s Big Beautiful Bukkake And Blowjob Show
Bawdy Storytelling looks at sex from (415) to the 405
If San Francisco is a place where everyone has sex but might have a tendency to be too in your face about it, Los Angeles is the hub of people profiting from sex but who might not be that good at it themselves.
Home for Eros Day with Dr. Suzy
I have worked in the adult industry long enough to respect the double standards on which it is built, and some of these require a great deal of finesse to negotiate.
When you’re too skinny, sometimes “The Biggest Loser” is you
When they’re fat, each of these ladies gets jerked off on by one guy apiece. When they’re slimmer, all of them share the load.
Jamye Waxman hosts a sex salon at El Cid
“This event has a little bit of everything for the erotically entertainable. But the main goal is to have fun. Because if you’re not having fun, why do it?”
140 Characters Conference: Twitter at the speed of Porn, Food, Autism
People are still figuring out how to use social media. Is it a turbine that can generate power and money from the water of our intense narcissism? Is it part of a much larger toolbox of promotion? Or is it just silly—after all, how can you take the name “Twitter” seriously?
Lexi Love stops traffic for social networking
Have a hashtag-free conversation! Live, you stupid bitches! Live!
“Roseanne XXX”: Even working class porn parodies are supposed to be funny
Roseanne: The XXX Parody
Studio: Dream Zone Enertainment
Director: Jim Enrght
Starring: Kelly Shibari, Tim von Swine, Violet Monroe, Jules Sterling, Vin Vercose, Kayla Paige, Kris Slater, Dylan Ryder, Johnny Castle, Jack Lawrence
This review originally appeared on Fleshbot
The Connor family gathers for Thanksgiving and, Cinemax-style, employs a generic soundtrack and uses phone calls and flashbacks to set up sex scenes that could have taken place in any movie, but for the lovely Violet Monroe’s plaid shirt.
For some reason the gang is gathered in a room outfitted like a mead hall, underlining a production that didn’t try too hard. When Jack Lawrence steps in for a scene (set up via phone) in a jail, we sense that he was hired simply because he already owned a cop uniform.


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