| --Monday, November 05, 2007--
Richelle Ryan is Pussy Party's forgotten heroine
No one forgot Richelle, of course, but where else can you see a headline like that? Where? I am the finest crafter of headlines in this whole frigging -
Oh. The Sacramento Bee ran that one?
God Damn It.
Previously: Pussy Party via The Ass See also: Cousin StevieLabels: "cousin stevie", "set visits", 818locations, because, pussy party, richelle ryan
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--Wednesday, October 31, 2007--
Pussy Party via The Ass
Sometimes writing headlines makes this line of work seem so tawdry, and unequal to the great events taking place in it every day.
Like Nicki Hunter returning to active performing after being sidelined by leukemia treatments for nearly a year, and a dildo that is also a bong, and Flower Tucci letting me use her whipping cream for my coffee.
"Don't use all of it," she said as I took the carton from the refrigerator. "That's going all over my ass later."
Read more after the gap.
Cousin Stevie's umpteenth Pussy Party, this time subtitled (at press time) "Tushies", featured the return of Hunter as well as generous-assed pornstresses like Sunny Lane, Tucci, Olivia O'Lovely, Luscious Lopez, Richelle Ryan, and Alaana Evans.
 "We've got the A-team here today," Lane said, A meaning ass, "All the volumptuous girls."
"Volumptuous" is a combination of the words "voluptuous" and "scrumptious" that Sunny made up. You must pay her a quarter every time you use it.
The Pussy Party experience, as you've read in these pages before, is unique. Women compete for prizes in different configurations, and there is a rotating group of judges. Yesterday's judges included Kevin Blatt of sex tape brokerage fame and a couple of wealthy older dudes who had bid on their judgeship at last May's Skylar Neil Memorial Golf Tournament. They showed up in a $180k Mercedes and parked it next to my Saturn.
Inside the house we were equals, though I was the one who got Flower's ass cream in my coffee.
Like some directors in the business, Cousin Stevie does not hold the camera himself and doesn't sit behind a monitor. Instead, he's more of a presence in the room. He is a genial, old school guy that the talent loves and that his longstanding crew appreciates, though they know that a "Pussy Party" is a long day of work.
 Stills photographer Alberto Lopez (no relation to Luscious) is by day a commercial photographer, and for the "pretty girl" (non-hardcore) pictures he wet down the poolside as if he was shooting a Ford commercial. Flower Tucci knelt on the wet pavement, looking far more appealing than the 2008 Escalade and only slightly more likely to roll over.
Porn Valley rental locations in this area of Woodland Hills tend to be owned by the same people. Off the top of my head, I went to the Operation Desert Stormy shoot next door and, across the street, have beeen to at least one of Stevie's sets and the filming of a Roy Karch movie on a summer day that was so hot I think the girls stuck to the pool table (I wasn't complaining).
 The houses are surrounded by high walls and gates. Visitors usually park on the grounds. With a few well-placed tunnels and maybe some watchtowers, I think the owners could open a successful armed porn compound. Or the Kennedys could move in.
The big story of the day was Nicki Hunter's return. She looked great, like a far more frank Annie Lennox. Who am I to disagree?
I don't know where these guys get their art. Maybe from the same offramp where I buy my oranges, but I had to take advantage of Alana Evans in the only way propriety would allow. She was an excellent Carol Not-the-Brady.
"My ass is so tight," she said at one point while I was talking with someone else. I don't know why she said it or who she said it to, but that's the type of thing that can draw people out of their own conversations from about 50 yards away.
"That's awesome," I said.
Phallix Glass, which started out as a glass bong concern that morphed into a dildo company, combined those exact disciplines into a dildo that is also a bong. I think they should call it The Chronic Masturbator, but no one ever listens to me. Here's Trina Michaels. She doesn't smoke, but she smokes, if you knows what I mean. I sure don't.
I left early, to my regret, and joined the steady progression of traffic eastward/southward on the 101. It took me 90 minutes to get home; traffic was like ass, but not in a good way.
See the gallery here.
Previously: On the Set archives See also: Cousin Stevie Labels: "cousin stevie", "nicki hunter", "set visits", 818locations, alana evans, flower tucci, luscious lopez, olivia o'lovely, pussy party, richelle ryan, sunny lane, WGL
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--Friday, April 20, 2007--
Stormy - but everything will be fine - on Operation Desert Stormy
I am on the set of Wicked's Operation Desert Stormy, which will be shot over ten days. Today is the first day, and it is raining; probably the hardest rainfall L.A. has received all year. Cars are stopped on the 405, a bridge in my neighborhood is out. Altogether, we got maybe an inch of rain. People are terrified here.
The problem is that it's also cold, and there is an outdoor luau scene taking place after lunch. The rain will stop by the afternoon, but it will still be nippy.
Stormy Daniels is directing from a 79-page script she wrote in Final Draft. It would be unfair to say that her past two years of Hollywood experience have alone taught her to format scripts in a standardized way and binderclip them, because she always did it this way.
I am on the set of Wicked's Operation Desert Stormy. This is couples porn at a different level. The set is calm and organized, the atmosphere is light. There is free Wi-Fi. I'm in one of two porn McMansions situated across the street from each other in Woodland Hills. The last time I was in this neighborhood was for a Pussy Party, which was also pleasant.
Operation Desert Stormy is a cross between Mr. and Mrs. Smith and Get Smart. Steven St. Croix plays Brad Pitt and Don Adams. Porn actors achieve longevity if they have a sense of humor and don't take themselves too seriously. St. Croix on screen is hilarious. There is a scene where Stormy flushes the toilet while he is in the shower. You could hear his shriek through the house.
Wicked director Jonathan Morgan is facillitating the scenes Stormy is in. He has a problem with Stormy's look for the couple's toothbrushing scene.
"You just woke up; can you look a little more disheveled?" he asks.
"Yeah," she says, and disappears for 20 minutes. It takes her that long to look moderately disheveled. I can go from zero to disheveled in .04 seconds.
Wicked shoots about five of these multi-day, large budget movies a year. This one finishes filming in mid-May and editing will be done by summer, just in time for AVN Awards consideration (deadline for consideration is usually the end of September). Last year's Corruption finished post-production in August. Adam & Eve's Eden is filming in Maui now. This time of year is lousy with porn money.
A two-person team cooks an elaborate lunch. I think this is the first time the kitchen has been used for this; these two kitty-korner houses are used exclusively for film shoots, and it's only the guest house in the back that people live in. The rest is just porn. If a tunnel could be bored underneath Burbank Blvd between the two locations, the only contact required with the outside world would be a regular babywipes and Red Vines run to Costco.
At 4 p.m., it still looks cold. A luau doesn't look possible. "It'll be my first make-up day!" Stormy says. She nobly resists the temptation to direct from the back seat. She keeps almost saying "Action" when she's ready to begin.
Morgan directed St. Croix and Daniels in a softcore scene. "If I see even one genital, Steven, you're dead."
"I am putting my genitals away," St. Croix said.
With several more days to go and a luau that needs to be rescheduled, the mood is still much lighter than most sets I've visited recently. I think it is because Steven St. Croix is from Maine. Either that or everybody is good at his/her job.
UPDATE 4/21: Stormy was able to get the luau. It was 54 degrees last night. One word: nipples.
Previously: Wicked Girls unaware of crimes; All about All About Anna; Stormy Daniels does something See also: Wicked PicturesLabels: "set visits", "stormy daniels", 818locations, toilet, WGL, wicked
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--Monday, May 15, 2006--
A Patriotic Pussy Party
 Right after the solo masturbation scenes in last Saturday's Pussy Party shoot, Cousin Stevie gathered all eight contestants to send a message to our troops.
Their line was: "Get your (slap ass) ass back home safely (wiggle)."
Soldiers have appreciated loose women since war was invented, and this Pussy Party message to the troops was a DVD and web-based example of something that has been going on for generations.
The difference was how Cousin Stevie introduced the girls.
"This is for all the soldiers out there, overseas," he began. "Whatever reason you're out there, if you think the war is a good idea or not, whether or not you agree with it, we just wanted to say we appreciate what you're doing."
He hedged his bets like this for a minute or so before each of the Pussy Partyers gave her own personal greeting, each of which was devoid of any similar political gymnastics. The fleshpot Venus gave an individual shoutout to a Captain of her acquaintance.
Among the many things the administration of George W. Bush can be remembered for is making your patriotism dependent on unqualified support of its policies.
But, as you well know, a Pussy Party is not about this country going to Hell.

In fact, the great thing about Pussy Partys in general is the gentlemanly way in which they are run.
"But Grams," you might say. "Pussy Partys feature women sticking three-foot dongs up their ass and calling each other 'ditch pigs'."
While that is true, remember that the three-foot dongs (and even shorter dongs, butt plugs, glass dildos, fingertip vibrators, pictures of the Pope, and pogo-stick devices [more on those later]) are all arranged for the women to choose from them on their own, and no one has coached anyone to say "ditch pig". This just happens naturally.
You might also say that that doesn't matter, because women would not do or say such things to themselves if there weren't a male audience paying for it, but then I'd wonder why you're reading this site.

Cousin Stevie runs a tight ship and the cast got along well.
"Until today, there was always maybe one person in the cast who just didn't fit," Stevie said. There have been over a dozen Pussy Partys, and now and then personality issues arise that can make for good theatre, like the Dillan Lauren/Ava Vincent burrito smackdown. There were a couple of people on the King Klit set in November who caused some grumbling from the rest of the cast, but on this set everyone really got along.
This Pussy Party featured women who appeared to have been around the block a few times. It is well-known that the porn industry craves newcomers, but a lot of the talent Saturday were of the happier-but-wiser variety of adult actress. Phyllisha Anne, for example, reminded me of the only woman in the neighborhood growing up who'd been divorced and could wear a bikini; the other ladies hated her but she made men of us.

One of the toys available was a dildo attached to a device that looked like a pogo stick. Upon inserting the dildo, one could press down on the handle of the pogo device and cause the dildo to move up or down. Because the pogo was about four feet tall, it allowed the user to stand and lean.
Felony used this device and nearly collapsed with the effectiveness of it. I had never seen Felony before. She was juicy.
In fact, I had never met any of these women before, only read their names or seen their pictures. There was Kaylynn, Alana Evans (who wore pink boots and was always smiling), Arianna Jolie, Sindy Lange, and Nikki Nievez.

Nievez was a surprise. She is in the Belladonna/Naudia Nyce school of very dirty talkers, and resembles them both. She told me that those are the two people she would most like to do a scene with. During her masturbation scene, she repeatedly slapped herself in the face. Here are some of the things she said to the camera:
"Do you want to watch me feed my sickness?" "Fuck me like a gutter rat, you fucking weasel."

I like 'ditch pig' best," Nievez told me. "I think about what I'll say beforehand."
For the life of me, I'd thought Nikki Nievez was a black booty-shaking girl from movies like Phat Buttz Drain My Nutz. I don't know why I thought this. Instead, she is a white Cubana from Miami. Similar to this, when I first heard the name 'Skeeter Kerkove', I imagined a little bald man with glasses (I don't think he wears glasses).
Kaylynn, using a very small vibrator, got off early, or at least was convincing in appearing to. "I'm a cheap date," she said. "This is the smallest boyfriend I've ever had."
As with other Pussy Partys, the day progressed from solo masturbation scenes to couples to foursomes to an eight-girl orgy. Because it is a day-long shoot, because the participants have a better chance to get to know each other, and because there isn't a sense that the talent didn't just come from one scene or were preparing to go to another, these are the only events in my personal porn world that make me want to, er, participate.
But this is a Pussy Party, not Pussy Party con Carne.
Later in the day, before the winners were announced (I have been requested not to say who they were) Sindy Lange performed a feat that I have never before witnessed: she pulled water into her vagina with a straw. You will see this when this Pussy Party (following the military theme, tentatively subtitled either Fuck Troop or Snatch Patrol) comes out later this summer.
Previously: Pipinka Party; Classy; Day rate plus anal See also: Cousin Stevie, PurePlayLabels: 818locations
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