Claire Robbins: Don’t Call it a Comeback!

Claire RobbinsBefore Katie St. Ives arrived on the LA porn scene and directed her piercing blue eyes down the barrel of every POV camera in town, solidifying her place in the mental spank-bank of thousands upon thousands of appreciative viewers, there was another young Californian attempting to cement her place in porn’s parade of amazingly sexual performers and she too had short sandy blonde hair, a disarming smile, and an apparently insatiable appetite for adventurous sex. That was Claire Robbins. She entertained and aroused her growing legion of fans from 2004 to around 2010 or 2011 and then seemed to exit porn as quietly as she’d entered, before she’d hooted and hollered her way through dozens upon dozens of intense anal piledrivers and demanding DPs. Deviants everywhere mourned the loss of another potential pornographic genius. Then, in the final weeks of 2012, this happened…

She’s back! Freshly inked with an Oakland A’s logo and two barely legible words on her inner elbows, and with a radically different hairstyle than her previous cropped ‘do, Claire Robbins returned to active porn duty with a blistering anal scene for Manuel Ferrara’s Evil Anal #17, her new look allowing her to slip past the sensors of many former fans. For a while, at least. After visiting San Francisco’s now infamous Kink headquarters to shoot an astounding seven scenes for the kinkiest company in porn. On Public Disgrace she had her ass plundered by man and woman and wooden bat in a haberdashery. For Fucking Machines she took on the Twininserter, the Hatchet, and the Intruder with vim and vigor. Her lilywhite behind took a beating from Maitresse Madeline in a live Whipped Ass shoot while Hardcore Gangbang saw Claire take on five guys in a vivid fantasy that had her imprisoned and physically abused in what appeared to be an immensely satisfying way roleplay. Everything Butt saw her team up with domme Krissy Lynn and fellow anal sub Bailey Blue for a dildo, speculum ‘n’ fisting party that saw everyones thighs twitching in orgasmic glee. It’s Claire’s two part, two day submission session for The Training of O that really impresses, though. Under the command of Jay Torque, the now-redheaded comeback cutie has her nipples clamped and stretched, all three main orifices pounded and gaped with all sorts of implements, cock included, is suspended from the ceiling by an elaborate rope construct, is chained to a heavy bucket and made to hold it while being whipped and spanked, and even has her ass opened by a metal plug while bound, gagged, and electro-pleasured with a Hitachi Magic Wand against her repeatedly cumming clitoris.

Holy shit, folks, fucking Claire Robbins is back in a big, big way – and what’s more, she shares my appreciation of union suits! (Only her ass looks a million times better in one that mine, I assure you.)

Claire Robbins

Lex Turns Evil

Evil AngelLexington Steele isn’t just known as the biggest, blackest dick in porn, he’s also known as a savvy entrepreneur, one hell of a charming gentleman, and a damn good producer in his own right. Steele’s Mercenary Pictures studio has been pumping out intense interracial hardcore for years, many benefitting from Jules Jordan’s vision, cementing the man’s nickname and reputation as “The Impaler”. Now Lex is adding another performer/director collaboration to his resume and it’s for one of porn’s biggest, boldest, and most consistently groundbreaking studios: Evil Angel.

John “Buttman” Stagliano’s Evil Angel has one of the most impressive directorial rosters in porn: Manuel Ferrara, Bobbi Starr, Belladonna, Jay Sin, Mike Adriano, Nacho Vidal, and one of Steele’s heroes, the “Italian Stallion” himself, Rocco Siffredi. It’s this talented group that welcomes Steele to its fold, giving the three-time AVN Male Performer of the Year a new base of operations for his further adventures inside and rubbing against the tonsils, cervices, and pectinate lines of porn’s hottest women.

Talking to AVN, Steele promised to keep Mercenary Pictures going and explained that his Evil Angel deal would pair him with a talented director and editor in Kevin Moore (Panty Pops, Crack Fuckers) and women like Asa Akira, Chanel Preston, and Jada Stevens in monthly releases, the first of which, the appropriately entitled Lex Turns Evil, is due this month. Clearly this is an endeavor that means a lot to Steele. “I hope that people who’ve seen me in other productions pick my [Evil Angel] stuff up and enjoy it. I take pride in my name and the reputation I’ve built, and now with Evil Angel, I’m taking it to the next level.”

Whatever Happened to Nicole Ray?

Nicole RayA once promising pornstar, someone who was just making a name for herself in an industry rife with abandoned careers, has seemingly vanished whether by choice, necessity, or force. Nicole Ray, the petite blonde from Illinois, started shooting adult material in or around her 19th year. Available biographies place her date of birth at November 4th 1989, making Ray a perfect fit for “teen” movies. After four years of shooting for every company from Bang Bros to Naughty America, from Girlfriend Films to Hustler Video, Nicole seemed to be on the cusp of even greater success. Then, with Deep Throat This #55 from Peter North’s North Pole Entertainment as her swan song, Nicole Ray seemed to disappear from porn.

Investigating her apparent retirement, I came upon a few curious clues that suggested Nicole’s exit from adult entertainment might not have been as smooth as we’d previously assumed. Her partner in Deep Throat This #55 was not the North god of ejaculate, Peter North himself, nor was it North’s credited co-dick, Johnny Fender. Sweet, darling Nicole was instead stuck in a BJ scene with “guy”, an un-credited stunt-cock whose identity remains under wraps to this day. Was Nicole Ray the victim of “guy’s” penchant for imprisoning young women in his underground dungeon or did she simply say to herself “Enough is enough, I’m moving to retail!”? What really happened to cause Nicole Ray to apparently leave the porn world for good, leaving no Tweet, no MySpace bulletin, no Facebook status update to clue us into the next stage of her career, erotic or otherwise?

Is X Dead, a site billed as “Celebrity Deathwatch”, suggests that Nicole Ray is still with us, 1672 people voting for her continued life and only 679 people assuming (or knowing!?) she has passed on. @NicoleRayxxx’s long dormant Twitter page redirects visitors to @NicoleRayxoxox, claiming it as the profile where she’ll post “day to day”, but that profile doesn’t exist. Nicole’s MySpace page is private and she hasn’t accepted the friend request I sent about eight months ago. Frankly, I’m starting to get a tad concerned.

Nicole Ray, if you’re out there somewhere, what are you doing with your time and vagina these days? Was it exhaustion, education, proposal of marriage, that syphilis outbreak, or just plain boredom that led you away from the small screen and back into civilian life? If you read this, Nicole, let word filter back into the pornosphere telling us that you’re okay and that no tragedy has befallen you, our golden haired angel of promise who we all miss so much.

Lingering Lust – Missy Pink’s Sex Advice

Missy Pinks at MrPinks.comMissy Pink,

So consider me an abnormal woman and maybe even a bit on the crazy side, but I have grown so tired of my boyfriend’s want to have hours of foreplay! You probably don’t hear that much, but now and then I would much more enjoy a quickie, I’m in the mood to do it, let’s do it and get it done, but he thinks if sex starts at 8 pm, it shouldn’t end until midnight or after. I’m tired of the diddling, I want it fast, furious and straight to the hardcore. Am I really that different from other women?

Lingering Lust

Dear Lingering;

I must admit, your complaint isn’t one to be heard on a daily basis while sharing pink drinks with your best gal pals on a Friday night. Most women would give their favorite handbag for a man that would be as attentive and romantic.

In trying to see both sides of the coin, it sounds as if you’re trying to make change in your relationship. Even though it’s simple enough to switch your brand of laundry detergent, or you opt for a bolder flavored mouthwash, when it comes to what happens in the bedroom, often routine and comfort, play such a huge role, any straying from the normal can knock your world off its axis.

Just like with any issue of disagreement in a relationship, the key is communication. I’m sure you don’t think twice in mentioning your car isn’t running quite right and you’re going to take it in for a tune up the following day, so, why not use that same approach when wanting a tune up to your intimate routine.

I have to say one thing, kudos to your boyfriend for being the dream of a high percentage of the female gender, most of the time women are left laying beside a snoring man that rolled over, shared a few thrusts, landed his dismount and resumed slumber before his side of the sheets had time to chill. And, in trying to be sympathetic to both sides, I can see where there would be times when you’re just not in the mood for extreme foreplay, you want to feel the closeness and the release, but in a more, caveman style of taking. No one has the same sexual urge every night of the week, wants are changed as often as underwear.

As I mentioned above, it’s time to have a talk, the tongue can be used for more than oral sex, so utilize it. Make a nice dinner, and let the relaxation surmount with each course, and then, as you’ve wiped your mouth with your napkin, then start talking a bit dirty from the cleaned surface. Use finesse , make sure your lover understands you appreciate his attentive nature and you’re not saying you don’t ever want to spend hours in play mode before going in for the delivery, it’s just there are times when your animalistic urges say, “Take me, take me now!”

Who knows, maybe he’s trying to be a gentleman before juicing and there could actually be those days when you’ve been on his mind all afternoon and he’d enjoy coming home, finding you bent over the dishwasher and just manhandle you with passion. There’s a lot to be said for hardcore pleasure, just as words aren’t few in the realm of intimacy either, the trick is finding the combination that works for you both, and I think this time, it’s best to let your lips do the talking instead of letting fingers do the walking.