Gorgeous Kalisy tempts Juan Lucho with a sultry striptease, daring him to “Just Do It,” as Alis Locanta’s steamy tribute to irresistible sexual attraction begins.
When the cute babe pulls up her skirt to bare her beautiful ass and bends over the table, Juan can resist no longer; he yanks her panties down and stuffs his stiff cock right inside her. She’s ready and waiting for it, taking him all the way in, gripping the table as he slams into her doggie style. He gropes her breasts and rubs her clit as he fucks her to a noisy orgasm. Kalisy goes into the kitchen to get a calming drink of water and Juan follows her, clearly not done with her yet. The slender sweetheart squats to take his thick prick in her hand and jerk him into her mouth, sucking and stroking until he’s groaning with lust, then deepthroating him avidly.
Juan lifts Kalisy up and into a seat where he can fuck her standing up, draping her leg over his shoulder, hammering into her pussy. Fast and furious as their coupling is, he still holds her face and kisses her tenderly, as she rubs her clit and squeals with pleasure. Picking her up, still impaled on his cock, Juan sits so Kalisy can ride him. She bounces in his lap hard and fast, climaxing loudly again. Juan pins her up against the wall as he thrusts into her, before jerking off onto her pretty lips as she looks up at him adoringly.
Curvy raven-haired babe Dolly Diore brings breakfast to Tyler Nixon, but chooses to give him an even more “Perfect Awakening.” Slipping off her silk robe to reveal a sexy, form-hugging slip, the Hungarian hottie gets on the bed and pulls back the covers to reveal Tyler’s morning wood.
Dolly licks up the shaft of Tyler’s cock and circles the head wetly, then sucks until the American stud wakes with a delighted grin. They kiss lovingly before Dolly straddles Tyler in a sixty-nine, sucking and stroking his cock until the pleasurable sensations as he eats her pussy get so powerful they distract her. Tyler flips her onto her back and Dolly tells him just how she likes it as he eats her until she’s shivering with arousal, then eases his cock in, slow and intense.
Tyler thrusts deeper and harder as he pins flexible Dolly’s beautiful long legs back, both of them keeping up a stream of dirty talk as he fucks her to an orgasm. Dolly lavishes more oral attention on Tyler’s cock and then he slides back inside her in spoons, slamming into her smooth-shaved pussy with its sexy landing strip over and over until she comes even harder. Finally Dolly mounts Tyler in cowgirl, riding to another climax before jerking him off, their chemistry and communication emotionally moving as well as physically stirring.
Subil Arch makes a wager with her “Chess” partner Maxmilian Dior – the loser must carry out the wishes of the winner. Subil’s seductive smile suggests she already has a plan in mind, and it seems she is picturing herself on her back on the table, squeezing her big breasts as Maxmilian eats her pussy hungrily.
But he also has a winner’s celebration in mind, fantasizing about Subil sucking his big cock deep and hard. As the game progresses, so do their dirty imaginings; Subil sees Maxmilian fucking her powerfully in missionary, and then slamming into her in doggy, while he pictures her riding him energetically, and jacking him off over her big breasts. There can only be one winner… but in this game of “Chess,” nobody loses!
Anna Rose and Eva Berger look elegant and sophisticated, gossiping over a drink to the accompaniment of an evocative French soundtrack. “Partiers,” the latest episode in Andrej Lupin’s acclaimed Vintage Collection series, sets a refined tone, even as Anna and Eva’s conversation becomes more intimate and they start to kiss.
Anna unbuttons Eva’s blouse to reveal her corset, freeing her breasts and sucking her stiff nipples hungrily. She pulls up Eva’s skirt, tugging at her garter straps, then slides down her panties and thrusts a hand between her stockinged thighs. Moving to the bed, Eva licks and fingers Anna’s pussy, her sexy eye contact driving her lover wild. Anna turns into doggy, rubbing her own clit as Eva fingers her to a climax that wracks her whole body.
Anna licks and kisses Eva’s neck, breasts and thighs as she fingers her vigorously, Eva rocking back against her hand as the sensations build. She grabs Anna for an intense kiss as her orgasm hits her hard. “Vintage Collection – Partiers” blends modern sensuality with a delicious vintage feel to highly arousing effect.
There’s a distinct sense of voyeurism to the opening of director Andrej Lupin’s “Get Ready,” as we see Vanessa Decker and Sam Brooke go about their morning routine. Sam (making her SexArt debut) is in the bathtub, carefully shaving her pussy, while busty Vanessa dances naked, drinks her coffee, and pulls on a pair of skintight white panties. And that voyeuristic theme is fully realized as Vanessa peeps around the bathroom door at Sam, who is now rinsing off the lather. When she sees Vanessa stroking herself, she follows suit; and when Vanessa joins her in the tub, she tugs those white panties aside and applies the jet of water directly to her friend’s puffy clit.
The girls kiss, spraying each other with water, and Sam spreads Vanessa’s pretty butterfly with her tongue as she eases a thumb inside her. Vanessa arches her back as Sam sucks her hungrily, then straddles her face to get tongued, with Sam’s fingers strumming her clit until her orgasm sweeps through her like a tidal wave. Vanessa begins to finger-bang Sam rapidly, sucking her nipples and then going down to lick and stroke her to a quiet but intense climax. The pair kiss tenderly as they bask in the afterglow for a few moments before happily continuing to “Get Ready” for their day.
It doesn’t take long to understand why Andrej Lupin has titled this Sexart HD erotic feature “Sculptures.” In the opening moments Cristal Caitlin, in a white bodysuit, and Gala Brown, clad in black camisole and panties, are lounging on a white bed, in a white room with white curtains. But as time passes we realize they’re not lounging at all – they’re holding still, posing. After a cut their positions – and their poses – change. They are awake, aware, present, but execute each sculptural pose with discipline – two beautiful human artworks positioned in a gallery-like space. After several changes of pose they make contact. The movement remains stylized, but humanity slowly begins to replace artistry.
Soon they are both nude. Then Cristal is astride Gala in a sixty-nine. Cristal tongue-fucks Gala’s wet pussy. Gala sucks Cristal’s beautiful box. Gala remains on her back and Cristal moves between her spread thighs. She sucks, tongue-fucks, and vigorously fingers Gala to a sweet, moaning orgasm. Kissing and caressing follows, then Gala goes down. She teasingly licks, she skillfully fingers, she eagerly sucks Cristal’s pussy until climax sweeps through her body and a smile appears on the blonde beauty’s lips. “Sculptures” is the very picture of stylish and eye-pleasing lesbian erotic art.
Synopsis: Alis Locanta’s enigmatic and evocative “Memento” series reaches its conclusion with “Third Act,” but those who have seen the first two episodes will not be surprised to learn that the words “the end” can mean different things to different people. In structure, style, and content “Memento – Third Act” is definitely the third piece of the puzzle – Mango A continues to muse and meditate on love, lust, and relationships from her past, but ambiguity and uncertainty are the rules, not the exception – critics, students, and scholars will find much to interpret, analyze, and examine here. As in the first two installments, a relationship from Mango’s past is coming to an end. Here her lover is Tracy Lindsay, and it’s made achingly clear that this relationship has lost its balance.
Power shifts unpredictably. Passion soars and resentment festers. Desire sparks, ignites, flares brightly, and then burns out in an instant. Love turns to distain, attraction to repulsion, fire into ice. And as they struggle with the insurmountable dysfunction that surrounds them, Mango and Lindsay collide in two back-to-back couplings. In the first, Mango is dominant, employing skill and calculation, seasoned with real passion, to bring Lindsay to an explosive orgasm.
But afterglow is fleeting, pleasure passes quickly, and love is unrequited. Later on, still obviously injured, Mango remains dominant, but this time as the recipient of Tracy’s attentions. When orgasm hits, it hits hard – but not hard enough to heal, repair, or unbreak that which is hopelessly damaged. But there is hope. As day turns to night a subtle change is visible.
For Mango A the past is the past, captured in the three acts of “Memento.”
The future, however, has yet to be written.
Synopsis: Alis Locanta’s “Don’t Forget Me” has a simple and concise subtitle: “a story about love.” In the opening moments of the film the stars – Lola Reve and Franck Franco – give the romantic theme real life with little more than exchanged glances, shared smiles, and loving looks as they walk along the seashore. After the title sequence concludes their love continues to blossom in the comfortable confines of their bedroom.
The chemistry that animates these lovers is abundant – the look in Reve’s glittering green eyes, and the smile on her lips as she admires her beau are as loving as they are lively, and the lovemaking that begins shortly thereafter is a thrilling mix of genuine affection, passion, and romance. Franco throws himself, face first, down on Reve, and it’s impossible to detect who is enjoying the oral sex more, the giver or the recipient. And that same quality is present when Reve gives an extended and skillful blowjob to her lover, sometimes using only her mouth, sometimes only her hand, and maintaining the erotic/romantic connection with prolonged and loving eye-contact with her partner.
The fucking that follows the foreplay continues in the same romantic/passionate spirit – they don’t linger or extend the experience, nor do they rush, there’s a perfectly natural pace to the proceedings. It begins in missionary, with Reve craning her graceful neck to view the pumping insertion; transitions to the spoon, with Reve adding a bit of self-stimulation as her arousal rapidly escalates; and finishes, almost ferociously, in reverse cowgirl, as Lola reaches a vocal orgasm, and then deftly brings Franck to a spurting finish. A final flirtatious segment features Reve posing and teasing in a wet micro-bikini and ends “Don’t Forget Me” on a memorable note.
Director Andrej Lupin has more than a little bit of fun with the stylish opening sequence of “Flash.” It begins with extreme close-ups of a girl – or is it two girls? – waking up in the morning. The close shots and constant cutting make it difficult to know exactly who is doing precisely what, but eventually we realize that Aiko Bell and Blue Angel are performing their ablutions, applying makeup, and getting dolled up in alluring lingerie, flattering and fashionable clothes, and appropriately sexy sky-high stiletto pumps.
When the two beauties are finally united in a single frame all the effort spent in preparation yields exceedingly quick results. Seated or reclining on low benches and a leather settee in what may be a dressing room in a luxurious home, the twosome begin to kiss. Without removing much of their clothing they proceed to savor one another, Blue sucks Aiko’s pert breasts first, and then Aiko does the same to Blue’s puffy-nippled treats. After briefly licking and sucking Aiko’s pussy, Ms. Bell treats Ms. Angel to a loud and luscious orgasm. Then Aiko straddles Blue’s face and gets licked and sucked to a knee-trembling climax that puts a satisfied smile on her face and a sheen of perspiration on her lean and shapely torso.
But “Flash” isn’t finished – with a quick shift in position Bell moves into a sixty-nine atop Angle and they suck and finger one another to a final, feverish, mutual orgasm. The sizzling stars of “Flash” are all dressed up with no place to go, but they’re in the perfect location to come, and come, and come again!
Alis Locanta introduces the stars of “Fantastico” – Taylor Sands and Joel (making his Sexart debut) – in two different settings. They’re shown lounging on a bed, as well as seated on a couch. In both locations they’re fully clothed, and in either setting the performers effortlessly convey the sense of lovers in the early, and rapidly escalating, stages of romantic attraction. They chat, they laugh, they joke, confide, and reveal, and in the process they move ever closer to physical union. After this deft and engaging introduction, “Fantastico” unfolds. The couple are on the sofa, but now clad only in undergarments.
Joel removes Taylor’s black panties and begins to pleasure her with his tongue. Taylor, a smile never too far from her luscious lips, delights in his attention and responds quickly and vocally. She responds so powerfully, in fact, that she abruptly pulls away to postpone her own pleasure, kisses Joel, and then proceeds to happily and hungrily suck his cock. She then climbs astride her partner and they begin to fuck, first cowgirl, then reverse, then a powerful bout of spooning, followed by an even more powerful missionary pump to a particularly wet as well as happy ending.
The tender kisses and warm smiles on their faces let us know that love – and lust – is most definitely in bloom. In a stylish monochrome epilogue Sands tempts and teases while wearing a sheer, oil-saturated micro-bikini – “Fantastico,” indeed.
Although this is the second installment in Alis Locanta’s “Incandescence” series, it is assigned no volume or chapter number, and none is needed. Because the narrative is so simple – and concisely encapsulated by the subtitle “A Doll’s Tale” – each actress who performs in the solo series has free rein to put her own unique stamp on the title. And, as is made abundantly clear in this instance, “Incandescence” is particularly well suited as an introductory vehicle for a new star.
French-Canadian Ariel Rebel, making her first ever appearance in a Sexart production, is assigned the doll role here, and with her big brown eyes and delicate features one might consider this an instance of type casting. But Rebel not only looks the part, she also convincingly embodies a doll undergoing a vivid and intense – if only temporary – experience as a living, breathing, feeling woman. Standing in a room with numerous lamps as well as bare bulbs hanging from the ceiling Rebel makes a fine first impression in her short, tight skirt, black hose and garters, and sheer black blouse over a sheer black bra. Although the camera cuts away periodically and moves in for detailed close-ups, its major role is of mirror, and Ariel gazes into it intently as her newly discovered erotic desires begin to percolate.
The process of awakening and arousal isn’t instantaneous, but once it’s begun there’s no stopping it, and after she’s groped, stroked, and fingered herself to a fever she drops into a squatting position and vigorously probes herself to a thrilling, expressive, finish. An epilog that runs under the credits is subtitled “A ‘Lube Experience’ Dedicate to Rose,” and features an entirely – and adorably – human Rebel indulging in a brief bit of oil-assisted solo play that everybody (Sexart insider or not) is sure to enjoy.
Paula Shy may look shy as she casually leans against the staircase in her transparent, soft pink gown. Look again as she begins to caress her breast and her hands slips down between her legs. Uninhibited, she spreads her smooth, meaty pink lips and enjoys some digital penetration that leads to a welcomed orgasm. With a pretty smile on her face, you can see ultimate satisfaction.