As our lovely and talented guest editor Courtney Trouble mentioned earlier today, NoFauxxx/Indie Porn Revolution has been around for ten wonderful years. We thought we’d take this opportunity to answer a question we’re often asked, a question we like to ask ourselves from time to time: what is indie porn?
Um, damn. People say the thought of Moses parting the Red Sea is majestic, but we raise the real, living footage of a pair of gorgeous pussy lips being spread wide by a thick and luscious dickhead to be just about as awe-inspiring. And that’s not even the cumshot! Oh, ’tis as grand as Niagara Falls made fleshly. We need a moment to catch our breath.
There’s nothing that makes us feel cheerier than a good bout of cunnilingus, so as your puss is getting pleasured why wouldn’t you break into a full-on smile? When we first chose this gem of an oral treat, we didn’t even realize it featured the objectively sexy hunk of man that is Wolf Hudson. So, you know, if it were we who were being licked up and down by the guy, we’d surely be grinning from ear to ear. Although Wolf’s not in too bad a shape himself — Draven Star is a catch and a half. So, may all of our collective body be smiling from end to end at beholding this beautiful clash of the (cunnilingus-loving) titans.
Porn is full of imposters: Milves who haven’t borne offspring, “Lesbians” who don’t like softball, and women who were “barely legal” eight years ago. But in “Nerdy Girls,” Elegant Angel actually drafted April O’Neil, a card-carrying Nerd.
The big news was revealed when my good friend Dylan Ryan and I did Tristan Taormino’s radio show Sex Out Loud together last week: we’re making a (queer) straight film together.
We’ve long been fans of the darkly sensual world of babes Michael Ninn is so fond of, and his newly overhauled website provides a nearly unending rabbit hole of lovely ladies (and explicit acts) in which to fall. There’s Georgia Jones, Heather Vandeven, Janas Cova and Jordan, Kayden Kross, Katsuni and many more in various compromising positions — and our position is now firmly in front of our screen delving deep into Ninn’s goods.
One of the many reasons New York rules is that people like Nate “Igor” Smith and Finch Linden can take naked pictures in one of the busiest intersections of Brooklyn (right by the Bedford L station) and nobody is going to complain. People might stop and stare for a while, but the only thing coming out of anyone’s mouth is drool because Finch is too fine for words.
A good cock always likes a little loving reward every now and again, and what better way to show your affection than with a sweet li’l tongue kiss? We’re into positive reinforcement round these parts, and nothing makes us feel more assured of a job well done than the gold star seal of approval a babely mouth can bestow.
We don’t know what it is about Sean Michaels and rulers, but the guy seems to enjoy knowing the exact dimensions of the asses in which he sticks his dick. Maybe it’s a part of his “Daddy Knows Best” persona, or maybe he knows something we don’t. What if butt measuring is the hot new jam that’s taking the porn industry by storm? We’d be so embarrassed. We haven’t measured any butts.
t’s time to go back to school, and there’s no better way to get ready than with this special offer. For a limited time, Fleshlight is bringing back one of its most popular textures, the Mini-Lotus, and is pairing it up with porn sensation Marry Queen.
These Hysterical Literature videos have so much to offer: beautiful women, classic literary works, intimate set-ups, and, of course, intrusive orgasms. Now that the third one is here, we can start comparing and contrasting the videos and thereby divine the subtle differences that make each reading (and each climax) special.
Dear No Fauxxx,
Thank you for the past ten years. Thank for for being my love, my life, my art, my passion, my politics. Thanks for helping me make friends, helping me pay the rent, and helping me change the world. Thank you for starting a revolution.Thank you for being hot. Thank you for being endless and open. You are deep, warm, inviting, interesting, incredible, intelligent, and life-changing.
I woke up with the strangest feeling … craving, really. I could feel your cock in my mouth. I could taste its salty sweetness. My lips could feel the smooth, rigid surface of your shaft. The back of my throat could swear that your head was hitting the back of it and tried to swallow you whole each time. The most prominent feeling was that of my bottom lip half covering my teeth, the pressure of your movement as it was moving with you … slowly … each entry and each retraction … in and out.
Fleshbot asked for it, and you asked for it. So here you are, my top five favorite performances.
Sometimes, the paparazzi don’t even try. It’s one thing when the camera has a telescopic lens that shows some intimate details, but it’s a whole other thing when you walk right up to a girl’s butt and click a picture. Where’s the challenge there?
Oh, husbands. Always yakkin’ about something. If you harried wives have had enough, counseling is always an option. How about giving the Jerky Girls a call? Their methods may be a bit avant garde, but it’s the end result that matters. Through the ameliorating power of a crackerjack HJ, Mr. Chatty Cathy is now rendered speechless.
It’s as if we’re looking at a woman who was formed in the deep crust of the Earth: her eyelids, lips, cheeks, nails, and nipples are rich gems that only needed the slightest cut and an easy polish to blast their luster into our eyes. And speaking of lust in
