My name is Barbie Cummings.
I am The Thinker.
Which is to say I think. I think all the time. About all sorts of stuff:
Sometimes I think about how much I’ve had to drink the night before, especially when I’m hungover the following morning.
Sometimes I think I’m not normal. I struggle with this from time to time, cause society skull fucks me. Society skull fucks you, too…maybe you know it, maybe you don’t. But it’s one of the reasons you say hateful things about me even though you don’t know shit about who I really am.
Sometimes I think my pussy juice should be called “retard juice” cause once the boys get it on them, they act that way.
Sometimes I think about the pregnant girl I saw recently…the one wearing the Bud Light t-shirt that didn’t cover her tummy and I thought only in Tennessee.
I think about why I worry so much about…everything…like my future, and if I’ll ever amount to anything.
Sometimes I think I want to be a nurse. Or an accountant. Or a soccer mom. Or a whore. Or all of the above — and all at the same time!
Oh, I think about my future all the fucking time!
Sometimes I wonder why I’m so insecure about my looks when people tell me I’m beautiful.
I think a lot about Boozer and Fifi and how lucky I am to have them.
Sometimes I think about my perverted friend Billy Watson and how much I hate his singing while he’s driving me around LA.
I always think where did all my money go?
Sometimes I think about how much I like my burger centered perfectly on the bun.
I always think about how much I hate making decisions.
I think a lot about having a good time with my friends and meeting fun new people cause that’s how I roll.
Sometimes I think about all the narrow-minded, judgmental people who leave their stupid comments on my blog, and I think don’t you have anything better to do with your life?
Sometimes I think about my goofy family, and how much they drive me crazy.
And I always think about sex, cause I love every fucking minute of it.
My name is Barbie Cummings.
I am The Thinker.
Cadence Caliber is this week’s Blacks On Blondes update.
But before I tell you about her, I have to wonder out loud — how big is the “cheating” fantasy? For girls I think it’s pretty straightforward…you’re cheating on your dude, and it turns you on. I mean that’s easy enough, right? But for dudes I think it’s way more complex. Not in as far as you’re cheating on your girl, and the new pussy you’re nailing turns you on.
I’m talking the fact that your girl is banging another dude, and you’ve got an idea something’s going on…and does that do it for you?
This isn’t a rhetorical question, either. And the reason I ask?
This is a wildly huge request we get at Blacks on Blondes, more so than just about anything else…with the exception of hubby watching wifey as she’s in the middle of an IR gangbang. Pardon the pun, but nutty, huh?
Even nuttier — that’s our number 1 request.
Cadence Caliber’s scenario.
See, Cadence is at the LMT’s. She’s very stressed out lately. She finishes up a phone call from her boyfriend, tells her she loves him, and jumps on the massage table. Of course there’s something in the air, and she’s horny, so she rubs a quick one out while waiting for her LMT, who almost catches her in the act.
Turns out this LMT is a muscular black guy with a XXL dick.
What would your girl do?
We all get to watch what Cadence does: get fucked and service her black man as her Boyfriend interrupts, from time to time, calling her cell phone. She’s moaning while she talks to her dude, and she’s moaning not because her massage is intense.
Because when a girl is getting long-stroked slowly by a ten inch ding dong it sounds a lot like a deep tissue massage.
Boyfriend knows something’s up cause she’s also making slurping sounds while she’s speak to him…and claiming the LMT is making her drink water to stay hydrated.
Say it all fancy like that and your BF will never know what’s really happening, right?
At the end, she takes the load directly in her mouth, and swallows…and what a mighty load it was!
Just as it slides down the hatch, BF blows her phone up one last time. Cadence has lost her patience with him and screams he’s “ruined” her massage, and hangs up…and that’s when the apology phone calls starting coming.
Gotta love the porno scenarios, right? Well…here’s the good part. Turns out that day there was a little drama going on between Cadence and the BF, and what you see this time is what you get…a cheating gal getting caught by her man!
I cast Cadence cause I like her look, especially cause she’s a redhead and kinda pale (which is a great thing, so quit spraying that orange shit all over your body and step out of the sun…or the tanning bed!). She’s great to work with. Get this — she showed up ten minutes early! (Almost unheard of in Porno Land!) She’s totally got her shit together. (Almost unheard of in Porno Land!) She’ll do anything that’s asked of her on set, with a smile on her face. (Kinda unheard of in Porno Land!)
Just banging this out on my blog makes me wanna call her agent and book her for whatever I can.
Which I think I’ll do right now, as I enjoy my morning coffee.
So I walk into the door after my trip home from LA. I was beat — really beat — mainly cause I just shot my ass off for the last 2 weeks, and my taxes are due, and I’m nowhere done with them, and my plane was diverted from Phoenix to Tucson due to micro bursts. (I think “micro bursts” are kinda like wind shears…and they can bring down a plane easily). Anways, I set up my laptop and almost immediately get an onslaught of IM’s. Most are from friends, but there’s one I don’t know…and I think, right away, it’s a fan.
That’s right…I have fans.
This, of course, never ceases to amaze me. I’m not trying to be cool, or coy, or anything but incredulous. I’m a porno director/cameraman/casting agent/whatever…so what. Don’t think too much of me.
Or, as Jack Kerouac once said, you should idolize your father.
But why is it almost all my fans are dudes? Well, OK…that’s a no-brainer. And they eventually ask me the same thing: How can I get involved? So when I saw this IM, I just kinda rolled my eyes and was nice.
I was tired, and sleepy, and wanted nothing more than to spend some time with Maggie and my record player. But I talked to “him”. And please note — I’ll interject freely here as I deem necessary.
Session Start (billywatson3:capitolsxaddict): Mon Apr 16 21:15:22 2007
capitolsxaddict: i came across your blog from barbie cummings. i love your latest interveiw
billywatson3: ah thanks!
capitolsxaddict: i love your work
billywatson3: thanks man! i really appreciate that!!!
capitolsxaddict: lol, it’s miss but its all good how are you doing today?
billywatson3: busy busy can’t really talk long…just home from LA
capitolsxaddict: lol, sounds rough — don’t let me keep you
billywatson3: lol – keep in touch!
capitolsxaddict: want a pic
billywatson3: clothed? lol
capitolsxaddict: yes thats all i have at the moment
billywatson3: lol then sure
You see all the “lol’s” here…well, I’m being nice. And rolling my eyes. Cause what I was expecting was a “dick pic”, cause, mainly, I get zillions of them from wanna-be male talent. I almost put “capitolsxaddict” on my ignore list, but I did that to a fan the other day, after repeated requests of do you wanna see my dick do you wanna see my dick over and over…and, to be honest with you, I felt bad. So I humored this “dude” until I opened those pics and saw her following IM:
capitolsxaddict: i’m in the yellow
Fuckin-A you’re in the yellow. This ain’t a dick pic! This ain’t a dude!! Is this too good to be true? Then I remember what Barbie Cummings told me on the phone just the other day…about the nympho in DC that’s a “bigger slut” than Barbie. According to Barbie, the DC Slut had a circle jerk over her body after a game of strip poker. And, again, according to Barbie, this girl is “hot”.
“How do you know she’s hot, Barbie?”
“She sent me some pics. Billy, she’s way hot. She wants to get into porn maybe, too.”
I think I’ll shut up and let you read the rest of the IM log:
billywatson3: are you in DC?
capitolsxaddict: school in dc now
billywatson3: BARBIE TOLD ME ABOUT YOU!!!! You LOVE sex!!
capitolsxaddict: shes absolutely right
billywatson3: didn’t you have a circle jerk over your bod?? LOL
capitolsxaddict: yes, how did you know that
billywatson3: she told me!! how many guys jerked over you?
capitolsxaddict: five. they all shot their load on me. i had it on my face, chest, stomach and hands. i was a mess but i loved it. i lost the bet so i had to pay up
billywatson3: what was the bet?
capitolsxaddict: well i wanted to see a couple of the guys cocks because i thought they were fucking gorgeous. so i was drunk and we were playing strip poker. i was down to nothing and i still didn’t get to see their cock. so i made a bet that if i won the next hand they all had to get naked. they they said if i had the worst hand i had to masturbate in front of them. of course, i ended up with the worst hand
billywatson3: of course!
capitolsxaddict: most of my exploits are on my blog. i am writing about my first older guy right now
billywatson3: ok, where do i want to start on your blog?
capitolsxaddict: anywhere is good. its all random stuff. i am told my spring break stuff is good
Well, what can I do now except see if she *really* wants to come to LA and do porn, like Barbie said earlier.
billywatson3: would you do black guys?
capitolsxaddict: i love black guys, a regular part of my sex life. usually a thicker dick, makes it so much better, i love looking down and seeing the contrast of my white skin with the dark cock going in me. not to mention i have always gotten off with a black guy
Well, there you have it. I’m half-way there.
billywatson3: Barbie totally got off with her black guy the other night…did she tell you?
capitolsxaddict: i read the blog. very hott
billywatson3: cause if you’re REALLY interested, I can fly you out to LA for BlacksOnBlondes.
billywatson3: oh trust me i’d LOVE to have you…being blonde isn’t a requirement
capitolsxaddict: ok. i totally want to eat barbie after a guy fucks her
billywatson3: that can be arranged. and you’ll be paid very well
capitolsxaddict: even if i was getting fucked while it happened i wouldn’t care. i just want to eat her
billywatson3: dude you remind me of Jayma Reed
capitolsxaddict: is that good/
billywatson3: can i blog this right now? i mean our convo and the pics you sent me?
capitolsxaddict: can you block out the face for now. i have a lean body, so my pussy is a little tight naturally so i like to really feel a cock in me
billywatson3: i might just blog this IM log. LOL. edit it and shit…with your pic, blanked out, and a link to your blog?
capitolsxaddict: i would appreciate it. i love hearing from fans
billywatson3: done deal. i’m making it Wed’s blog…
capitolsxaddict: do you want a bikini shot of me?
At first, I was gonna call this blog “My IM from Miss Wolf”…but somehow, someway, I think there’s gonna be some more of Miss Wolfe in the not-so-faraway future…
And just think…I was about to put her on “ignore” forever.
I Shoot Porn: So tell me about your company again.
Cassidy Blue: It’s called Cassidy’s CoEds, and I have a dozen girls (or so) who work for me. They do private parties, bachelor parties, couples’ shows, strip-o-grams, and much more.
ISP: Can I get laid?
CB: Good luck!
ISP: What you’re telling me is there’s no sex? It’s kinda like the champagne room??
CB: Actually, no. I have sex with myself.
ISP: And all your other girls have sex with themselves?
CB: Sometimes. Depends on the girl. Some do toy shows, some do couples’ shows.
ISP: Define a “couple’s show”.
CB: A couple — a guy and a girl — want a dancer to spice up their sex life! So they order a stripper. There’s a lot of verbal help, talking dirty, and I watch them fuck. Basically.
ISP: WOW! So I can order you up and watch you and another girl get freaky?
CB: Oh yea!
ISP: And where do I do this at?
ISP: You’re quite the entrepreneur! What else do you have your hands in?
CB: Photography. I also have a “real” job, too. And I go to school, too.
ISP: You’re a busy little bee. How’d you get into porno?
CB: I was bored and looking for something crazy to do. I was wondering how people get started with porn, so I typed-in “porn star jobs” and there ya go! I got a job, and it was with Mark Lasts doing a b/b/g bj scene.
ISP: How many scenes have to done total?
CB: Oh, around 50.
ISP: You’ve got a dude, too?
CB: Yep. I have lots.
ISP: What’s that mean?
CB: I’m kidding. I have one. We’ve been together over three years, and he’s OK with me doing porn. He was actually with me when I discovered Porn Star Jobs. In fact, he wished me luck today!
ISP: You’re gonna need it, cause you’re doing a DP with an anal cream pie for Dripping Cream Pies!
Chico Wang is a pal.
For 3 1/2 years he’s been a director for the Anabolic / Diabolic folks, shooting DVD titles like Lewd Conduct, Spring Chickens, Mouth to Mouth, Down the Hatch, No Swallowing Allowed, Gang Bang Auditions, and Unnatural Sex (among others), and, as far as I’m concerned, he’s an innovator in as far as gonzo style porno directing is concerned. He’s also got a warped sense of humor I find purely entertaining, and in Porno Land, it seems either you love Chico — or you hate him.
I’m a Chico Wang fan.
So the other day I swing by Chico’s new shoot house. In Porno Land, a “shoot house” is just that…nothing more than a large set for making dirty movies. They’re usually leased for six months, and in those six months nothing but perverse, filthy things happen. Chico’s houses are some of the dirtiest in town, and I say this both literally and figuratively.
Think literal as in spent condoms, beer bottles, toilet paper, stale food, and various unidentifiable trash littering the floor, and the largest DNA stains you’ve ever seen on the couches people actually sit in.
Think figuratively as in Ancient Greek perversions, as in vomitoriums and sodomy. Or Ancient Rome, as in vomitoriums and sodomy. Or modern-day Las Vegas, as in vomitoriums and sodomy.
Anyways, as we’re talking about all things porno, Chico’s phone rings. It’s Stephanie Cane, and she’s got a girlfriend who wants very badly to be a porn star. Her name is Kelly Skyler, and she just handed her paperwork into a porno modeling agency, and she’s ready to work.
I looked at Chico. He looked at me. “You want her for Spunkmouth?”
“It’s where porn newbies get facialized, so it makes nothing but pure sense,” I said.
“Bring her over here right now!” Chico screamed. He screamed cause he had been drinking, and he uses his outside voice when he’s drunk.
I think this surprised Stephanie. Maybe not. I mean the immediate job…not the loud voice.
When they walked through the door, I knew it was time to roll tape. I turned to Chico. “Dude, lemme borrow your cameras and lights?”
“I’m calling load dumpers,” I said.
Chico agreed. “Call the Mopes!”
“You wanna shoot it?” I asked. “Cause I’m kinda done working for the day, and I’d like to just sit back and watch you direct.”
Kelly Skyler was confused. She wanted to know what was going to happen to her, and how much she was going to get paid, and we both told Kelly we weren’t sure what was going to happen exactly, or how much she was going to get paid exactly…but she’d be OK.
Stephanie Crane assured her she’d be OK, and Kelly was buying it…to a degree. (And you know what? At the end of the night, she was OK. But I’m getting ahead of myself).
Soon, in addition to the mopes, porn whores were milling about. They were milling about cause there’s always porn whores hanging out at Chico’s shoot houses, cause that’s where the money is…and like blood hounds sniffing out criminals, porn whores can sniff out where the money is.
Hung Lo was immediately cast as the male talent for this scene, cause who better to fuck a porn newbie than the world’s first Chinese male porn star, and the load dumpers where there to spice things up a bit, cause that’s their function in life. Or porn. Or both.
I asked Chico, “How about we change shit up a bit and have The Load Dumpers dump first, and then have Hung Lo fuck her?”
Usually the porn whore gets fucked first, and the the Dumpers step in…but lately I’ve been a fan of having the girl get fucked while she’s already coated in jizz.
Just like they did in Ancient Rome. Or was it Greece? Or Vegas??
Chico gave it the thumbs up, and after Face Blaster and Tony Swan dumped on her, Hung Lo stepped up to the plate. And struck out.
Which is to say there was a lack of wood.
In Hung Lo’s defense, there was some wood. But Chico’s a very strict director, and unless there’s Full Wood, then, in Chico’s eyes, there’s No Wood at all.
Did I mention the porn whores milling about the house were now part of the scene? They were there to offer Kelly Skyler up to Hung Lo and Face Blaster and Tony Swan, and they cheered throughout all the debauchery and deprivation.
I think that fucked with Hung Lo’s wood a bit. I know it woulda fucked with mine. And since Chico had a few beers in him, he was ruthless: WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT HUNG LO!? YOU CALL THAT WOOD!? DO I NEED TO GET ON THE PHONE AND CALL JAMES DEEN IN HERE?!?
So, in addition to the porno whores cheering on their girl, Hung Lo got to deal with Chico’s screaming interrogation.
And you thought you wanted to be a porn star.
Kelly Skyler was in a state of confusion. Can you blame her? The cum was drying on her face, and she wasn’t sure what was going to happen next.
I knew Hung Lo was doomed, and as I stood there, shaking my head, cause I had no idea what was going to happen, either.
Just then the front door swung open, and in walked Julius and Alex Gonz…both male talent, and both ready to step in for poor Hung Lo.
But Kelly won’t do black guys, so Alex Gonz got the honor to be the last one to glaze our porn newbie’s face.
Scene wrap. Clean up. Pay everyone.
After all the cheering and cum shots, the sucking and jerking, the yelling and confusion and Hung Lo’s disappointment, I walked out of there somewhat bewildered. But that’s happened to me more than once while leaving a Chico Wang Shoot House, and that’s why I’m heading back there tomorrow night.
And finally, it appears Kelly Skyler’s career as a porn whore started and ended that night, which shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone.
hi bill im a big fan of your manojob site particularly as its one of the only handjob sites out there to use black man. I just had an idea for a scene, could you do one where the man is tied up or restrained. for example we could have a scene with the woman dressed as a sexy policewoman (short skirts,low cut top) and the brotha is handcuffed so is restrained as he gets a handjob. Or you could have one with him tied to a cheer like he is being interrogated and his punishment is getting a handjob, I think that would be really sexy, having him tied or handcuffed to a chair or wall so he cant move while he is getting his dick whacked off is so fucking sexy and you know deep down inside everyone fantasises about getting there dick whacked off without there consent. peace
Interesting you bring this up.
When I started developing Manojob, I imagined a pretty simple, straight-forward, gonzo style site. It seemed, at that time, that all the dirty sites out there featured camera men who thought they were super funny…so funny they’d add commentary to whatever it was they were shooting. And they musta thought they were SO funny, or had such insight, that their commentary was more important than the scene they were shooting.
So when I starting filming Manojob, my only rule was NO DUDE TALK. Not once, on that site, would you ever hear a guy’s voice. No silly banter. No stupid jokes.
Oh, and the girl has to finish the guy. No jacking on dude’s part whatsoever.
I’ve learned now there’s a whole fetish thing happening with handjobs that’s submissive in nature. Just like the scenarios you outlined.
I was surfing around Clips 4 Sale, where I have a small clip store. And almost all of the handjob scenes feature restrained dudes getting jerked by dominant women…some scenes are really kooky, too. Like “orgasm denial” where the girl won’t allow the dude to cum…with dudes tied up and shit.
Kooky. With a K.
Which isn’t a bad thing at all.
I just don’t wanna turn Manojob into a BDSM thang, you know? But who knows…I just might have a few girls tie some poor sap off, and then jerk him silly.
Just for you.
Cause it’s all about the customer, right?
Your pal, Billy
PS: Check out Taylor Kurtis! I shot her a couple years ago for Spunkmouth, and we just recently got to work together again! Ain’t she grand? I shot the scene at a cheap hotel in Vegas, January of 05, during AVN’s. Here’s some free Taylor Kurtis movies from that scene just for you, my friend. And remember this…there’s not a whole lot of Taylor doing naughty things with a boy out there!
Now Peace out with your bad self.
When I was a jock, I waited on hitting the right position.
When I was a student, I waited for the end of the semester.
When I worked security at concert venues, I waited for gate crashers.
When I was sold cars, I waited on “The Ups”.
When I was a bar room bouncer, I waited on the fake ID’s. And the fistfights.
When I sold stocks and bonds, I waited for the Social Security Number.
When I taught, I waited for The Excuses & The Lies.
When I labored on construction sites, I waited for the injuries…and the end of each and every day.
When I was unemployed, I waited for the state’s check in my mailbox.
Now, I wait for The Pop Shot.
Usually — but not always — in my flannel PJ’s.