Pornstar Elise – rapist?

Elise

I shot Elise in late October last year for Blacks on Blondes. A sweet girl, really – for the amount of time I got to know her…which was about the 2 hours or so we worked together. I booked her with Jason Brown, and it was a pretty solid scene. I chose a typical cheezy porno storyline, but you know that’s the way I work.

For some reason it really turns people on – or infuriates them – when I have my black male talent make out with the white girls while they’re fucking. Which has its own term now: GFE. “Girl Friend Experience”.

This term doesn’t just apply to the interracial genre. GFE comes from any john who requests it from the whore he hired. I think the whores made up the term; after all, they’re usually smarter.

Anyway, I had Elise give Jason the GFE treatment – without a word of dialogue. I just start out shooting a hot and heavy make-out session that goes all the way. And then, after the scene was all done, she had to push Jason out the door cause her “real” boyfriend was coming over. Like I said, typical cheezy porno. But hey, it works. And the members love it.

The other day my pal Noah sends me this. He had no idea I had shot her, but since it was porno news making The Smoking Gun, he sent it.

Of course I’m going to blog this – but what angle am I going to take? I’ve decided against the whole “porn girls are dumber than a box of rocks” angle. Also a big fat no to “these girls are so fucked up that they stoop to this”…

Cause really, what did she do? Sure, the cops can write up a sensational storyline to vilify someone. That’s easy. They hit her with “California woman bedded 15-year-old, plied him with drugs”. Which might be true.

Don’t get me wrong, either. Elise fucked up. She needs to get punished, that’s true.

It’s also true 15 year olds have no problem scoring weed, E, and speed; they don’t have to go much further than the school cafeteria. Plying him with drugs in this case is a silly thing to say. In addition, what 15 year old dude wouldn’t bang any good looking older woman? Show me one that won’t and I’ll show you a future fag. When it’s an older woman banging a younger dude, what kind of emotional trauma is being levied on the 15 year old? And isn’t it that emotional distress that plays a large factor in how society bases its punishments?

Now our 15 year old is wearing a badge of honor among his peers. His pals are high-fiving him – and each other – over how he hauled ass across state lines, partying his ass off with a “porn star”. He’ll go to his grave telling his tale over a round at the local pub.

Meanwhile, poor Elise is in a lot of trouble. If she’s lucky, she might get off with probation and/or minimal jail time (and a very big lawyer’s bill). If she can’t afford a good attorney, she might end up in a shit can until 2016.

And won’t that make the world a safer place?

Elise

(Mug shots coutesy of the Kiowa County Sheriff’s Department).

Looking to ’06

I won’t go as far as saying I hate New Year’s, but I’ve only had fun a few times. Once was in ’84, at the Blue Beat in Newport Beach, CA. This cat named Nick Pyzow performed, and I was a complete mess, and I met a girl named Jennifer and made out on the beach.

I think I had fun a few times in Las Vegas, too, when my gambler friend would get us in to the parties some of the casinos threw…in which super bad acts like The Pointer Sisters or the New Blues Brothers performed.

There were a few years when I was a bar room bouncer and worked New Year’s. I actually had fun working, cause on New Year’s everyone pretty much loved everyone else – even their enemies – and the night would end up going well.

I was going to try and tie in a porno story today. Or maybe throw up a few nudie pics for ya. But I’ll just wait till next year to start in with all that…which will be Monday, as in 2 days from now.

Until then, have a Happy New Year. I can almost bet yours will be more fun than mine…

Taryn Thomas, Part 1

Here's Britt!

OK, I admit it. Every once in a while, I’ll jump in and POV a scene. I haven’t done it a lot, but that really doesn’t matter. Once you do it, you do it. My ex thinks I’m crazy for having my dick “all over the net”…and I retort with “but the only person who knows that is you – and whoever I choose to tell.” She doesn’t say anything after that. Oh well.

Sometimes it’s a POV by plan, and sometimes it just happens.

When I booked Britt, it just happened.

Britt was brand new, really hadn’t done anything to speak of, and her (then) agent assured me that if I hired her, she’d put on a good scene. He promised she was cute, too, so I went ahead and booked her without seeing her picture. (note: if you ever plan to make pornos, don’t ever do this. it’s really a bad idea).

Her agent also arranged for male talent.

Everyone shows up, and I’m very pleased with Britt. She’s cute and has a great personality. Male talent, however, is a bit of a let down. Mainly cause he was hung like a cocktail weiner. Now I’m not one to brag – but damn. Dude was seriously packing about 4 inches. Maybe 5. Thing was, I couldn’t tell – cause he couldn’t get it up.

After about 15 minutes of nothing, I call Dude out to the front room and tell him I think it’s time to call it a day. He agrees. And then he follows up with “she doesn’t know how to suck dick, bro. Trust me.”

Men’s egos are fragile things. We all know this. I’ve had male talent get wood problems in the past, and I’m always understanding. Suckin’ and fuckin’ with a camera on ain’t like makin’ love in your bedroom; if you’ve read my blog at all, you’d know I’ve said this more than once. So I patted Dude on the back, told him “no sweat”, and sent him home.

My turn.

Do I need to tell you Britt sucked a mean dick? That she gave me 100% in the scene, and took the load without a problem? Do I need to tell you not too long after that scene, Britt moved to Los Angeles, got herself a new agent, and started calling herself Taryn Thomas?

And when she came back, I booked her for Spunkmouth?

Oh sure, I could walk around now and tell people I shot Taryn Thomas way back when, and she sucked my dick, and blah blah blah blah blah. Instead I’ll just keep it to myself…and now, you guys.

And I’ll be keeping my fingers crossed for her in Vegas next month, when they announce the winner of Best New Starlet for ’05. I don’t think I need to tell you who my money’s on…

Wanted: Sissy Boy Cuckold

Cuckold
Sissy Boy Cuckolds wanted for some of the largest internet websites, including Blacks on Blondes, Spring Thomas, and some ones that I can’t name right now. Same day pay of $15.00. You must have a small penis (5 inches or less) and allow yourself to be humiliated for duration of project (approximately 2 hours). Huge bonus points for good attitudes throughout. Humiliations may or may not include: intense verbal abuse from both female and male talent; some physical discomfort which may or may not include some or all of the following: ice on balls, intensely cold showers, physical penis and/or testicle abuse; orally pleasing the female talent after one (or more) black men have ejaculated in her vagina. You may wear a mask or reveal your identity…I really don’t care either way. Married couples a big plus! AIM test less than 30 days required. No guarantees you will be allowed to ejaculate, unless the female talent feels you’ve earned that right. If she does, it certainly won’t be anywhere except on yourself, in which you may be required to eat it. Creeps and mental cases need NOT apply. Background checks may be required. Must be in the Southern California area – or able to get yourself there. Serious replies only. Don’t waste my fucking time with bullshit beat off e-mails telling me your inner-most sexual perversions; those will be immediately deleted and not read (unless they’re really good…then they’ll be published here).

Finally, please DO NOT CONTACT ME ABOUT BEING a cuckold! I make this request in August of 2022; I wrote this post years ago.

So please, really, don’t hit me up. Job’s off the table. If you are serious, go join FetLife and make your account and good luck!

Super fun e-mails.

The Mansion

Ron Jeremy writes:

Hi Bill,

No im not the real ron jeremy. I did come across your site the other day and I find it a fascinating read as it offers a glimpse into the inner workings of internet porn. Here are questions/issues I would love to get you to blog on in no real order:

The Blacks – The ones I see in the videos are hardcore scary looking bastards. How do you recruit them? Do you say, “Hey Byron Long, grab a bunch of your homies and bring them over”? This leads me to the question of what kind of shit you have to put up with? Do they fight amongst each other? That mansion looks sweet, do they know how to get their themselves? Do you worry about having guns pulled on you? Do neighbors freak out when they see a pack of crazy negroes in the neighborhood? Whats the craziest thing thats ever happened? Do they bring HIV tests when they show up? They look as if they would steal just about anything not bolted down in the house! Particularly scary is the one with a tattoo of a glock. How much do they typically get paid? I would assume that you guys pack heat.

The Girls – How many of them breakdown after a scene where they are pounded by the negroes? Whats the biggest freak out you’ve seen? Do you console/comfort them at all or just give them their money and send them on their way? How much do they typically get paid for a group scene? Spring Thomas amazes me, so hot, so normal looking yet she does the unspeakable on video. I know you say she is sweet but lets face it, a girl has got to be wacked in the head to do that kinda stuff. Does she save her money? Does she do lots of drugs other than weed?

The Money – How did you get into it? Do you also do the web programming, if not who does? The mansion is rented i take it? Dogfart looks like an older dude, was this his original idea and he bankrolled it? Do you guys make sick money? Do you spend it all or save?

Hi Ron!

Without naming names (in most instances) I’ll go ahead and answer your questions, in order. And remember, just like all my blog entries go, no bullshit here, brother!

The blacks: Most of the African-American Gentlemen I hire for my boss at Blacks On Blondes are indeed scary guys. Some are not. Some are self-proclaimed “penitentiary niggers” and some are college educated guys. All of them know their way to the mansion. And like any workplace, there’s good days and there’s bad days. Sometimes we laugh and have fun. Sometimes there’s death threats. Like I said…just like any other workplace, right?

Most of the talent I book is through referrals or talent agencies. The only really bad expericences I’ve had with black guys are the ones I’ve yet to work with. I could spin a tale of woe or two right now, but let’s just say I’ve called 911 a few times. I think I’m going to buy me a taser gun, too. I’ve posted the rates I pay my talent a few times here…just do a search and check it out. And all talent – from cute little teenie-boppers who just turned 18 to Mr. Wesley Pipes (the particulary scary guy you mentioned with the gun tattooed to his stomach) all have clean STD tests.

The girls: Let’s face it, Ron. It’s not normal for a girl to get videotaped getting gangbanged by a bunch of black guys. Suffice it to say they’re “not normal”. I have a pretty good working relationship with the talent I hire. A few I’ll even go as far as saying are close, personal friends. That doesn’t make them any less crazy. They’re all a pretty nutty lot. (As are the dudes.) I am pretty nutty, too.

I’ve had a few breakdowns on set, and sure, I try my best to console them. One girl was carried out of the Secret Mansion in a fetal ball. She was not crying. And the only reason she was carried out was she refused to leave. However, most of the girls I’ve hired – and I’ve hired a whole lot – walk out of the mansion with a smile on their face. I’d say about 90% are happy…8% are pissed, and 2% won’t ever come back again. For whatever reason.

Funny you mention Spring Thomas. Like most porn stars, Spring spends money like it’s burning a hole in her purse. Why do you think she smokes weed…let alone any other drugs? Spring’s 100% drug free. Booze is a different story. (She does not have a problem with booze. They get along fine.)

The money: I wouldn’t say I’m rolling in money, but I do OK. You have to know the secret handshake in order to bust into the biz. (Again, search my archives for more details). I shoot content; I really know nothing about coding or web design…although I recognize a good site when I see it. And finally, we all spend money like Spring does…isn’t that what life’s all about?

Your pal,

Billy

Super Fun E-Mails: The Minion Responds

Minion

The Minion responds to Mia Bangg’s interview:

Billy, Mia’s a funny girl. I don’t smell. I shower before each scene in which I place my flaccid pecker in some whores mouth.

And if I did, she still blew me despite me “smelling”. Every whore has her price, hahahahaha.

Dude, when are we gonna do lunch? It’s a sight to see when I run wild on a buffet.

Your pal,

The Minion.

Dear Minion:

I believe you, my friend.

Lunch? Soon! I will bring my camera to the buffet, too.

And it’s on me.

Interview with a Porn Star (#6) — Mia Bangg

Mia Bangg

IShootPorn: How long have you been in the game?

Mia Bangg: A year and a half – off and on.

ISP: What’s the dumbest thing a director’s asked you to do?

MB: Wanker asked me to fuck The Minion. Oh my fucking goodness! It was the worst thing I’ve ever done! It wasn’t even fucking!! I ended up giving him head with a limp dick! And he laid on his back and put his knees as close to his head as he could get them, and I had to bury my head in between his dick and those callouses on his leg. I had to smell his putrid smell while giving him head. His penis is like about the size of my pinkie, so it was really like sucking on pubic hair.

ISP: That’s why I love The Minion. Who do you like to work with?

MB: Mr. Marcus. Um…what’s his name? Mark…Mark…Mark…uhhhh. I can’t remember his last fuckin’ name. I dunno. But, he has an uncut dick and he knows how to fuck really well. Mark Ashely?

ISP: How big are those boobies?

MB: 34D.

ISP: Did you like taking a shower with me, even though we both couldn’t fit in the damn thing?

MB: For the brief moment we were in there, it wasn’t too bad. It woulda been better if the shower was bigger and we both coulda actually stayed in there together.

ISP: Favorite Food?

MB: Sushi.

ISP: Favorite Music?

MB: R & B – (specifically Raine and Lane), Creed, Mariah Carey, Biggie, Tupac, Frankie J.

ISP: Occupation?

MB: Porn Star / Escort.

ISP: Any hobbies?

MB: Dancing, reading (Memoirs of a Geisha right now), cooking (lasagne and tamales and fettechini alfredo) and cleaning.

ISP: What turn-ons do you have?

MB: During sex? Getting choked, black guys, lotsa soft touching, kissing on the neck, having the bottoms of my feet licked.

ISP: And what are your hopes & dreams?

MB: I would like to have a lot of money and not have to work for the rest of my life.

ISP: Your ideal Man (or Woman)?

MB: A man that can make me laugh, is taller than me, can hold a conversation, is good with parents, and of course sexually satisfying and attractive!

ISP: Sexual Fantasy?

MB: I don’t really have one.

ISP: Favorite Sexual Position?

MB: Doggy.

ISP: Where do you see yourself in a couple years from now?

MB: Living in a nice house that I own and going on tour with my boyfriend…who’s a rapper.

ISP: What kind of rap?

MB: Like, rap.

ISP: Gansta Rap?

MB: Gansta ramp. Pimp rap. Street rap.

ISP: Why are you so into ghetto gansta guys? I mean, why are all these chicks into this sort of thing? It really confuses me!

MB: I’m not nessecarily into ghetto gangster guys! He’s just a normal, caring guy who happens to rap about certain topics.

ISP: Um, well…we’ll leave it at that.

Mia Bangg

Porn = Art? redux

AZN Ultra Idols

I guess I touched a few nerves with my rant on porn and art a little while ago. I got a fun comment from a guy named Ron, and then I read this, over at LukeIsBack!:

David Aaron Clark replies to IShootPorn:

What a tedious debate; particularly when the smug know-nothings on the “nay” side are as sure of themselves as they are that the earth is flat. Of course porn can be & sometimes is art — this is not a new development, & the porn that crosses the line into art is not only not necessarily but rarely the stuff that loudly claims to be for the sake of the director’s ego or marketing strategies — those who insist “no, no, nope, can’t be” sound as stupid as those who once argued that comic strips, comic books, jazz, pop music, even photography & movies (!) cannot instrinically be “art.” Note that these are all art forms that began (except for photography) in the earlier part of the 20th century … hardcore porn as an organized genre dates at best to the late ’60s, in addition to which it dives directly into the subject of sexual desire & satisfaction, an “illicit” subject matter which comics, jazz, etc., were all accused in their infancy of invoking & promoting … In another 25 years or so, after there’s something akin to a comprehensive critical body of work on the form, these neo-philistines will sound as comical as the uptight Southern rednecks in 1950s newsreels denouncing “race music.”

Does “IShootPorn” even realize that by choosing Duchamp, Warhol & Pollack as examples of actual “artists,” he’s zeroing in on three figures whose status as legimate artists were in fact hotly debated in their respective eras, with the majority of both the general public & the fine art establishment both giving initial thumbs-down to the question? Or that most certainly Peter Paul Reubens’ work has launched uncounted onanistic orgasms for centuries? Believe it or not, oh middlebrow-one, there have been many generations of masturbators –including the majority of modern-day wankers — with enough of an imagination & engagement with beauty & human sexuality to be able find squirt-worthy inspiration in something besides the mean-spirited, lowest-common-denominator “heet getting pounded by a dude, and she takes a big ol’ load to the kisser. Especially if she didn’t want it on her face. Or a cute white chick getting banged by a big-dicked brother” you espouse as the sin qua non of smut on your little blog.

Sin qua non of smut? That’s some good shit. I mean is all this educated talk is really meant to confuse? Who knew there were so many pornographers that made it past the 7th grade?!

I feel kinda bad now, cause I’m really not a smug guy. Do I sound smug? A bit sarcastic at times, maybe. But smug?

And a know-nothing? Well, now my feelings are really hurt.

Why am I on the nay side? Nay side of what? I love porn! I really don’t get it. I must be a know-nothing. Although I do know, in its infancy, porn as a genre had some sort of plot for only one reason: to avoid obscenity prosecution. And we could go round and round, but that would be silly. Accorinding to Mr. Clark, I guess we’ll just have to wait to, like, 2030 or so, to see if such masterpieces like Cafe Flesh or, perhaps, one of Eon McKai’s “films”, are being talked about.

And really, right now no one can really say. If someone said, in 1968, that one of R. Crumb’s drawings would fetch anything more than a hamburger at McDonald’s, well…they’d be called crazy.

Call me crazy…but 25 years from now I’m saying a quarter pounder with cheese will hold more value than Kill Girl Kill #3. Or AZN Ultra-Idols.

So time to work on my little blog some more. That is, right after I get this big-dicked brother on my set to blast a wad of jizz into blondie’s face – whether she likes it or not.

Anal Pleasure and Health

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My studio partner just handed me a copy of Anal Pleasure & Health, by Jack Morin, Ph.D.

Apparently, Dr. Jack is an anus expert. A whiz kid when it comes to bungholes. His book is the “first and only researched-based guide for the millions of men and women – of all sexual orientation – who want to include the anal area in their sensuality and eroticism.”

Count me out as one of those millions.

Oh sure, I’ve tried to get in to pounding my girlfriends’ asses. Trust me, I’ve had my share of colon invasions. When my last ex was in a really horny mood – and in the middle of her period – she’s jump right on and stick it in her butt. To me, it was no big deal.

Maybe if I was in the mindset of an Alpha Dog at the dogpark I frequent, it would be another deal. Cause let’s face it – getting off on banging a girl’s ass is all about control and domination.

End of story.

Well, it’s really naughty, too…and dirty. Literally dirty. I’ve had my dick looking like a fudgescicle after pulling out of a pooper, so I know. I guess I shoulda had his book next to my bed. I especially like the illustrations in Dr. Jack’s book: at the begininng of Chapter 9 (“Discovering the Rectum”) there’s a great one feturing a dude fisting himself; there’s positions for self-examintation; there’s a whole page dedicated to objects for rectal stimulation; it’s really pretty inclusive.

I’ve shot my share of anal scenes, too, and let me say this – it can get really messy. Or, put it this way: what you see on camera ain’t what’s happening on the set. Once, at Dogfart’s secret mansion, Wesley Pipes was pounding the shit out of some girl’s ass. In other words, interracial sodomy. When he pulled his dick out, a long, thick stream of diarrhea followed. I don’t recall where it went, or who cleaned it up.

I can guarantee it didn’t make the final cut on tape.

So here’s a few tips from me – when you’re cuddling around the TV with your significant other, and the porno’s running, and it’s all about ass, don’t think that if you attempt what you’re watching on camera the results are going to be the same.

And buy Dr. Jack’s book, so you don’t end up like Wesley Pipes.

Back to the studio

Mia Bang

I’ve been lazy with my blog lately, and there’s a couple reasons why.

First and foremost, I’m burned out. I don’t even want to think about porn – let alone attempt to write anything about it. That’s why you’ve seen 2 interviews and a bunch of down days, with no entries at all. Can you imagine that? Getting burned out on taking pics and movies of nekkid chicks…people fuckin’ and suckin’.

I think in the last two months I’ve shot something like 40 scenes. Maybe more. I think I should look at my calendar and see what that number is. In addition to all the work, I’ve had some nutcases in the studio, too. I don’t even want to get into specifics, but shit man…this business is a circus. And it attracts some loonies – that’s for sure.

That’s what’s got me down most, I think.

I left LA last week and came home for a few days, and now I’m back again, to knock off the December contract work I have booked. I shot Mia Bang, today, if that means anything at all to you. I even knocked out a set of pretty girls with her, too…in addition to the b/g/g we shot. All in all a productive day.

Me and Mia go way back. I’ve shot her a bunch of times, and it’s always a good thing when she makes her way to my studio. We got her in the Gloryhole, too. Today she shot one of the sites I can’t really talk about.

So there’s Spring Thomas scenes this week, as well as two sites that haven’t launched yet. I can’t mention anything about them until they’re live. I think I’m gonna get a JOMG scene shot, too…and maybe even another new site I can’t talk about, too.

My pal Noah today asked me who I’m shooting: Savannah Stern, Mia Bang, Michelle Sweet, Chelci Fox, Sophia, Raquel Devine, as well as the usual girls – Spring Thomas and the two I can’t talk about right now.

All these girls and sites I can’t talk about. Silly, huh?

I’ll try and knock out a MILF scene for Blacks On Blondes, too – as well as jumping in the van and hitting the Gloryhole. Oh…did I mention the MILF might bring her whimpy, cuckold hubby to sit in and watch? Yea…it could get nutty. That’s the Raquel Devine job. Michelle Sweet is gonna get it from some well-hung brothas, as well…and both of them are stepping up to the hole.

Should be an interesting week. Let’s see what happens. In the meantime, there’s Mia Bang’s DD fun bags.

Enjoy.

Mia Bang