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Uhhh don't want to get to descriptive here... BUT...luv4lust said:um how is it sloppy they wear condoms
Condoms or not... after 149 guys all with condoms lets say... maybe some are with lube, some not. This would mean the reciever would have about 10 gallons of lube in her by now.
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No way, babe - you're getting the entire blow by blow report (and I do mean that literally).TheNiteHwk said:We really don't need any reviews. <LMAO>
What, you mean you don't want to hear about how hot S&S were when tonguing each other's manly bits? Or how Shake slowwwwly slid his hand up under Sheik's kilt, then yelled out "no panties - and he has a brazilian!"?
Oooh, I have to go. I'm all excited at the very thought.
-- Morgan
Ariana Jollee Visits Prague for 50-Guy Creampie
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PRAGUE – The S Club is bustling with activity when I arrive for Ariana Jollee's 50-Man Creampie for Devil's Films.
The soon-to-be 22-year-old from Long Island, N.Y. flew 16 hours to the "Golden City" and journeyed about 30 miles from her boutique hotel room to this exclusive country club today. It happens to be the only place available that's big enough to host the 60-plus guys who will fuck Jollee and cum in her ass.
No less than 30 Czech guys are wandering around trying to pass the time before they get their shot at Ariana, who is getting the finishing touches on her hair extensions and makeup. I hear at least three different languages being spoken; the mood is loose.
French director Tristan Seagal tells me the scene will unfold on the spacious indoor pool deck, where a gold-framed, queen-sized bed has been set up with only a pink sheet covering the mattress.
Meanwhile, the Gangbang Shuttle is on its way. Seagal has arranged for several of the guys to meet at a secret location near the Metro station, where he has a mini-bus scooping them up and taking them to the gangbang free of charge.
Techno music blasts while Ariana pulls on a white corset and frayed denim skirt. The guys have begun taking on fan-like qualities, laughing and asking her to pose for pictures with them – many of them using camera phones. Ariana flirts with them all.
They shoot the box cover in the sprawling courtyard behind the pool creating what looks like a media guide photo for the Prague National Soccer Team.
I ask the production manager Drew Smith, who is also doubling as Ariana's personal assistant/bodyguard/chaperone for week, about the unofficial head count.
"How many are there?" I ask.
"54. No, I think 53," Drew replies.
There are Czech guys everywhere and all of them are waiting to pounce.
George Uhl and J.J. are the only "pros," who have signed on even though several more were invited. The other performers who made it are "amateur to semi-pro."
Uhl, a seven-year veteran who usually turns up in Private films, tells me that this actually is his first gangbang.
"Tristan asked me 14 days ago if I'm free," he tells me. " I spoke to Tristan about the rate, what he wanted from me and I was free today."
Uhl says he used to be a barman at a nightclub before he started doing porn. He also worked a gym instructor. He says he has done gangbangs when it was five guys on one girl, but never anything like this. He tells me that he's never heard of Ariana or seen her before today.
"I've never been in America," he continues. "But Americans come to Czech to shoot here. I like American girls, American actresses. I've had good experiences with them."
Without warning, I hear Drew's voice from across the room.
"We got another four coming," he shouts in Tristan's direction.
"Tell them to see me," he says to one of the several agents on the set, all of whom are wearing all black.
Tristan, a native of Bordeaux, France who turned 31 this week, is also a professional sword fighter and used to perform live sex shows.
When it comes to shooting porn, he says, "I love when something beautiful is shot, not just when it's repetitive and boring.
"It depends on the performers, not the company."
Seagal tells me he has worked four times for Vivid's Paul Thomas.
"As long as it's real, it's all that matters," he says.
Ariana toughs out the pretty girls in what feels like 40-degree chill in the backyard.
Ten minutes before show time, I follow Ariana into the bathroom. Now she is down to her white t-shirt with "Killer Pussy" emblazoned on the chest.
It's 18:06:16:24 on the Panasonic VSX 2000 I'm carrying that will be the third camera on the set for behind-the-scenes.
"Don't laugh. I can't pee without the water running," Ariana says to me as she ducks into the last stall.
She tells me she did 21 guys for her birthday last year for Anabolic.
I check back in with Drew on the latest numbers.
"58," he says. "Hopefully, they all pop. Pop and leave. … There'll probably be a few more."
When it finally starts, the guys line the north end of the pool while Ariana squats underneath the arched doorway, sticking a finger in her asshole. As she begins sucking cock one by one, some of the guys in the back of the mob leave for cigarette breaks, cell phone and whatever else they think is more important at this point.
Click here for gallery.
PRAGUE – The S Club is bustling with activity when I arrive for Ariana Jollee's 50-Man Creampie for Devil's Films.
The soon-to-be 22-year-old from Long Island, N.Y. flew 16 hours to the "Golden City" and journeyed about 30 miles from her boutique hotel room to this exclusive country club today. It happens to be the only place available that's big enough to host the 60-plus guys who will fuck Jollee and cum in her ass.
No less than 30 Czech guys are wandering around trying to pass the time before they get their shot at Ariana, who is getting the finishing touches on her hair extensions and makeup. I hear at least three different languages being spoken; the mood is loose.
French director Tristan Seagal tells me the scene will unfold on the spacious indoor pool deck, where a gold-framed, queen-sized bed has been set up with only a pink sheet covering the mattress.
Meanwhile, the Gangbang Shuttle is on its way. Seagal has arranged for several of the guys to meet at a secret location near the Metro station, where he has a mini-bus scooping them up and taking them to the gangbang free of charge.
Techno music blasts while Ariana pulls on a white corset and frayed denim skirt. The guys have begun taking on fan-like qualities, laughing and asking her to pose for pictures with them – many of them using camera phones. Ariana flirts with them all.
They shoot the box cover in the sprawling courtyard behind the pool creating what looks like a media guide photo for the Prague National Soccer Team.
I ask the production manager Drew Smith, who is also doubling as Ariana's personal assistant/bodyguard/chaperone for week, about the unofficial head count.
"How many are there?" I ask.
"54. No, I think 53," Drew replies.
There are Czech guys everywhere and all of them are waiting to pounce.
George Uhl and J.J. are the only "pros," who have signed on even though several more were invited. The other performers who made it are "amateur to semi-pro."
Uhl, a seven-year veteran who usually turns up in Private films, tells me that this actually is his first gangbang.
"Tristan asked me 14 days ago if I'm free," he tells me. " I spoke to Tristan about the rate, what he wanted from me and I was free today."
Uhl says he used to be a barman at a nightclub before he started doing porn. He also worked a gym instructor. He says he has done gangbangs when it was five guys on one girl, but never anything like this. He tells me that he's never heard of Ariana or seen her before today.
"I've never been in America," he continues. "But Americans come to Czech to shoot here. I like American girls, American actresses. I've had good experiences with them."
Without warning, I hear Drew's voice from across the room.
"We got another four coming," he shouts in Tristan's direction.
"Tell them to see me," he says to one of the several agents on the set, all of whom are wearing all black.
Tristan, a native of Bordeaux, France who turned 31 this week, is also a professional sword fighter and used to perform live sex shows.
When it comes to shooting porn, he says, "I love when something beautiful is shot, not just when it's repetitive and boring.
"It depends on the performers, not the company."
Seagal tells me he has worked four times for Vivid's Paul Thomas.
"As long as it's real, it's all that matters," he says.
Ariana toughs out the pretty girls in what feels like 40-degree chill in the backyard.
Ten minutes before show time, I follow Ariana into the bathroom. Now she is down to her white t-shirt with "Killer Pussy" emblazoned on the chest.
It's 18:06:16:24 on the Panasonic VSX 2000 I'm carrying that will be the third camera on the set for behind-the-scenes.
"Don't laugh. I can't pee without the water running," Ariana says to me as she ducks into the last stall.
She tells me she did 21 guys for her birthday last year for Anabolic.
I check back in with Drew on the latest numbers.
"58," he says. "Hopefully, they all pop. Pop and leave. … There'll probably be a few more."
When it finally starts, the guys line the north end of the pool while Ariana squats underneath the arched doorway, sticking a finger in her asshole. As she begins sucking cock one by one, some of the guys in the back of the mob leave for cigarette breaks, cell phone and whatever else they think is more important at this point.
Ariana deep-throats one guy and lets another face-fuck her while Tristan stalks with a hand-held camera.
It's 2:15 p.m. and rays of sun dart through the rain clouds casting a different light on the spectacle.
Tristan yells instructions from the second-floor balcony. The suns shine through the solar window. Jennifer Red, the girl who performed in Devil's Films' first 50-guy Creampie, is here along with Sarah, Tristan's girlfriend.
"I want a silence please," Tristan yells seriously.
The fucking starts fast and hard and Ariana screams early and often. George and J.J. get in and get out. They do the d.p. with the fresh sheet, fresh cameramen and fresh girl. They get in a double anal and a double vag and Ariana takes it all without hesitation while the other guys watch with their dicks in their hands. After 20 minutes of George and J.J., the pros step aside so the rest of the guys can take a crack at Ariana's box.
"Feel the pussy. Slower. Slower. Feel the fucking pussy!" Ariana shouts. "Strong dicks only!"
It's quiet, except for Ariana's occasional moans and the sound of guys jacking off with lube in a semi-circle around the bed.
Someone gets his edge and jumps between Ariana's legs.
"Come on, show the muthafuckers how it's done," she urges him. "That's so good. So good. Perfect, like that. Two cocks in my fucking ass and all you muthafuckers standing around watching. I want to fucking cum!"
But as the gangbang marches on, the language barrier becomes more of a struggle.
"No dry dicks. Want to fuck me? Come here," she says to someone who could pass for the previous guy's brother or cousin, positioning him for a round of reverse cowgirl. "You're good this way!"
Yet another cell phone rings, prompting Ariana to yell, "Shut your muthafucking phones off."
Then, Ariana turns to Tristan, "Tell them when they come in, to make sure that their dick is wet.
"Hard dicks. Hard dicks. Next!" she says.
Gangbang guy No. 64 shows up about 3:36 p.m., well over three hours after the initial penetration.
When they return from what seems like the fourth or fifth break, George unloads his nuts and Ariana licks it up. He exits stage left, the first man to cum and get his cash.
But the gangbang must go on.
"I want to get some of you to cum in my ass, too," Ariana says, turning to the next anonymous guy.
"Fill me with that fucking cum!" Ariana says.
It's about power for Ariana, whose eyes glow with intensity as she pushes the pace.
"I gotta get some of you to cum in my ass!" she repeats.
But some of the guys are already getting a bit gun-shy about going straight into the cum reservoir between her legs.
I'm so close to the action that the last guy to fuck Ariana bumps into me on his way through the crowd attempting to catch his breath.
An odd, eerie silence fills the S-Club pool area again. All I can hear is beating off in stereo.
"Fill that fucking ass up!" she says. "And then I'm going to squirt it all out! Tell me when you cum, I like to hear it. … I want 'em all in my ass…"
Ariana continues to challenge the guys, some of whom are not quite sure what to make of this aggressive and extremely vocal star.
"Who wants to cum in my ass? I need a whole bunch of you to cum in my ass. I'm a filthy fucking girl. Cum in that ass, you can do it," she continues.
Somebody in the back of the gangbang line starts whistling and several guys bust out laughing.
"Next?" she says. "I want more cum in my ass, lots of cum in that ass."
It's cloudy now and much cooler. George Uhl is leaving. Good idea because it smells like ass in here. It wreaks like a dingy locker room at a public swimming pool.
"I want it! I want it right now. If you're not going to do it, move!" Ariana shouts as the gangbang train rumbles into the high 30s.
Tristan, who has been relatively quiet thus far allowing the scene to unfold naturally, interjects.
"Only come up here if you're going to cum. Only come in when you're ready," he implores the group. "I don't want to shoot a guy jacking off."
It's 2:15 p.m. and rays of sun dart through the rain clouds casting a different light on the spectacle.
Tristan yells instructions from the second-floor balcony. The suns shine through the solar window. Jennifer Red, the girl who performed in Devil's Films' first 50-guy Creampie, is here along with Sarah, Tristan's girlfriend.
"I want a silence please," Tristan yells seriously.
The fucking starts fast and hard and Ariana screams early and often. George and J.J. get in and get out. They do the d.p. with the fresh sheet, fresh cameramen and fresh girl. They get in a double anal and a double vag and Ariana takes it all without hesitation while the other guys watch with their dicks in their hands. After 20 minutes of George and J.J., the pros step aside so the rest of the guys can take a crack at Ariana's box.
"Feel the pussy. Slower. Slower. Feel the fucking pussy!" Ariana shouts. "Strong dicks only!"
It's quiet, except for Ariana's occasional moans and the sound of guys jacking off with lube in a semi-circle around the bed.
Someone gets his edge and jumps between Ariana's legs.
"Come on, show the muthafuckers how it's done," she urges him. "That's so good. So good. Perfect, like that. Two cocks in my fucking ass and all you muthafuckers standing around watching. I want to fucking cum!"
But as the gangbang marches on, the language barrier becomes more of a struggle.
"No dry dicks. Want to fuck me? Come here," she says to someone who could pass for the previous guy's brother or cousin, positioning him for a round of reverse cowgirl. "You're good this way!"
Yet another cell phone rings, prompting Ariana to yell, "Shut your muthafucking phones off."
Then, Ariana turns to Tristan, "Tell them when they come in, to make sure that their dick is wet.
"Hard dicks. Hard dicks. Next!" she says.
Gangbang guy No. 64 shows up about 3:36 p.m., well over three hours after the initial penetration.
When they return from what seems like the fourth or fifth break, George unloads his nuts and Ariana licks it up. He exits stage left, the first man to cum and get his cash.
But the gangbang must go on.
"I want to get some of you to cum in my ass, too," Ariana says, turning to the next anonymous guy.
"Fill me with that fucking cum!" Ariana says.
It's about power for Ariana, whose eyes glow with intensity as she pushes the pace.
"I gotta get some of you to cum in my ass!" she repeats.
But some of the guys are already getting a bit gun-shy about going straight into the cum reservoir between her legs.
I'm so close to the action that the last guy to fuck Ariana bumps into me on his way through the crowd attempting to catch his breath.
An odd, eerie silence fills the S-Club pool area again. All I can hear is beating off in stereo.
"Fill that fucking ass up!" she says. "And then I'm going to squirt it all out! Tell me when you cum, I like to hear it. … I want 'em all in my ass…"
Ariana continues to challenge the guys, some of whom are not quite sure what to make of this aggressive and extremely vocal star.
"Who wants to cum in my ass? I need a whole bunch of you to cum in my ass. I'm a filthy fucking girl. Cum in that ass, you can do it," she continues.
Somebody in the back of the gangbang line starts whistling and several guys bust out laughing.
"Next?" she says. "I want more cum in my ass, lots of cum in that ass."
It's cloudy now and much cooler. George Uhl is leaving. Good idea because it smells like ass in here. It wreaks like a dingy locker room at a public swimming pool.
"I want it! I want it right now. If you're not going to do it, move!" Ariana shouts as the gangbang train rumbles into the high 30s.
Tristan, who has been relatively quiet thus far allowing the scene to unfold naturally, interjects.
"Only come up here if you're going to cum. Only come in when you're ready," he implores the group. "I don't want to shoot a guy jacking off."
By now a serious traffic problem has also developed. Some of the guys are getting wise to the understaffed gangbang and have begun to pull shit. Some are trying to pop on her instead of in her. Some are trying not to fuck her, just to pop on her. Others are trying to get paid without popping and some others are trying to get back into the gangbang after popping once. The 50-Man Creampie 2 has become a free-for-all.
It's silent again, but what is there is nothing to talk about, I guess. You're at a gangbang for fuck's sake. The bed squeaks noisily and I wonder if it will hold for the final group. The pink sheet is stained with parts jizz, lube, spit, ass, sweat and pubes. It smells like something died in here – two weeks ago.
It's getting late. The sun disappeared a while ago and it is drizzling again. Some of the men who are still here have been jerking off in shifts for over three hours.
A black performer, maybe the only one I've seen today, steps up to the pussy.
"You were hiding this big muthafucker the whole time?" Ariana asks excitedly, her eyes wide with anticipation.
She's working with a small glass now, drinking cum periodically.
It's sometime before 5 p.m. and Ariana says she wants one more hour and she wants to "go home and go to sleep."
Now it's a test of wills. It's 5:09 when I return from a walk through the courtyard.
Ariana runs by in sweats with light blue socks on. Now the odor smells antiseptic, like a cross between a hospital ward and an adult arcade.
Tristan calls for a break in the action to address the language issue.
"That's what I say when I have sex. I can't be quiet during sex," she tells Tristan.
Tristan reassures the guys that what Ariana says is positive and she likes being fucked.
I check in with Drew again who has papers spread across a long table trying to crunch these numbers.
Forty guys had already dropped loads in, on or around Ariana's pussy and ass.
"She's still got a little chunk to go," Drew tells me. "She's about two-thirds done."
When it's finally over, something moves Ariana to stand on the bed and jump up and down while all the cum pours out of her holes onto the soiled sheet.
"Good gangbang?" she asks me.
Ariana hits the shower at 5:55 p.m. and I finally corner Tristan in the banquet room.
"She's awesome man, just awesome," Tristan tells me.
"How many?" I ask.
"64 guys. 63 cumshots," Tristan reports. "One left. Just gave up. 'I surrender.'"
"How many did you anticipate?" I inquire.
"About 60," he says to my surprise. "As many as possible. I had no idea. I tried to get 50 to 55 by calling over 60."
He says that there may not be another 50-Guy Creampie, because "after Ariana, who can do it? And have that level of performance. … Maybe Melissa Lauren."
Drew and I discuss how he would run the next gangbang if he were to have the chance.
"We needed three guys, one to watch who popped, then to relay that to a runner who came back and told me, to pay the man. These guys were trying to get paid without popping, and there was no way for me to know if they came since I wasn’t out there," he tells me.
“Well, of course, Tristan couldn’t just put down the camera and run back and tell you either that would disrupt the flow of the production,� I reply.
The system that Drew suggests is to have the guy pop, then route him to the shower, then get his check.
As the S Club crew that includes three or four cute Czech teenage girls begins to set up for the party later that night at the hall, Ariana hops into Tristan's car with Drew and heads straight to KFC.
Her work is done for now, but she tells me when she gets back to the States that she is booked for a seven-guy gangbang on Monday.
It's silent again, but what is there is nothing to talk about, I guess. You're at a gangbang for fuck's sake. The bed squeaks noisily and I wonder if it will hold for the final group. The pink sheet is stained with parts jizz, lube, spit, ass, sweat and pubes. It smells like something died in here – two weeks ago.
It's getting late. The sun disappeared a while ago and it is drizzling again. Some of the men who are still here have been jerking off in shifts for over three hours.
A black performer, maybe the only one I've seen today, steps up to the pussy.
"You were hiding this big muthafucker the whole time?" Ariana asks excitedly, her eyes wide with anticipation.
She's working with a small glass now, drinking cum periodically.
It's sometime before 5 p.m. and Ariana says she wants one more hour and she wants to "go home and go to sleep."
Now it's a test of wills. It's 5:09 when I return from a walk through the courtyard.
Ariana runs by in sweats with light blue socks on. Now the odor smells antiseptic, like a cross between a hospital ward and an adult arcade.
Tristan calls for a break in the action to address the language issue.
"That's what I say when I have sex. I can't be quiet during sex," she tells Tristan.
Tristan reassures the guys that what Ariana says is positive and she likes being fucked.
I check in with Drew again who has papers spread across a long table trying to crunch these numbers.
Forty guys had already dropped loads in, on or around Ariana's pussy and ass.
"She's still got a little chunk to go," Drew tells me. "She's about two-thirds done."
When it's finally over, something moves Ariana to stand on the bed and jump up and down while all the cum pours out of her holes onto the soiled sheet.
"Good gangbang?" she asks me.
Ariana hits the shower at 5:55 p.m. and I finally corner Tristan in the banquet room.
"She's awesome man, just awesome," Tristan tells me.
"How many?" I ask.
"64 guys. 63 cumshots," Tristan reports. "One left. Just gave up. 'I surrender.'"
"How many did you anticipate?" I inquire.
"About 60," he says to my surprise. "As many as possible. I had no idea. I tried to get 50 to 55 by calling over 60."
He says that there may not be another 50-Guy Creampie, because "after Ariana, who can do it? And have that level of performance. … Maybe Melissa Lauren."
Drew and I discuss how he would run the next gangbang if he were to have the chance.
"We needed three guys, one to watch who popped, then to relay that to a runner who came back and told me, to pay the man. These guys were trying to get paid without popping, and there was no way for me to know if they came since I wasn’t out there," he tells me.
“Well, of course, Tristan couldn’t just put down the camera and run back and tell you either that would disrupt the flow of the production,� I reply.
The system that Drew suggests is to have the guy pop, then route him to the shower, then get his check.
As the S Club crew that includes three or four cute Czech teenage girls begins to set up for the party later that night at the hall, Ariana hops into Tristan's car with Drew and heads straight to KFC.
Her work is done for now, but she tells me when she gets back to the States that she is booked for a seven-guy gangbang on Monday.
An interesting thread..."Gentlemens' Parties" are a big deal in the UK (see www.punternet.com for more), but don't seem to happen here - or if they do I ain't hearing about it!
I'm up to try it - four of five guys, two or three girls - but I guess I'm gonna have to wait until spring, when I'm gonna be in Britain.
I'm up to try it - four of five guys, two or three girls - but I guess I'm gonna have to wait until spring, when I'm gonna be in Britain.
It's the slutty female thats a turn on.
At some english stag parties the girl does the rounds and the guys have their hands and tongues all over her.
Thats a pleasure to watch. Same for a gangbang - a voyeuristic pleasure while she takes on all comers and then I get a turn.
At some english stag parties the girl does the rounds and the guys have their hands and tongues all over her.
Thats a pleasure to watch. Same for a gangbang - a voyeuristic pleasure while she takes on all comers and then I get a turn.
Well, I have to agree that I don't like gangbangs at all! Participating in them holds no interest for me whatsoever. I mean I'm victimized constantly by hordes of women on my way home, for example. Especially if I have to work late, goddammit, and I'm tired of it! Literally, as in out of breath most of the time.
Anyway it isn't funny anymore. I get mass-raped by crazed females once more, and I'm really gonna lose it. Ok, maybe ten more times, but that's really it!
Anyway it isn't funny anymore. I get mass-raped by crazed females once more, and I'm really gonna lose it. Ok, maybe ten more times, but that's really it!
