The End of the World as We Know it

Angel Piaff

Angel Piaff


Okay, this is the end of the world as we know it, because today… no, it’s not the Zombie Apocalypse, it’s not Harvey Weinstein becoming guest editor of Mental Sinema: it’s the ultimate ‘activation’ of GDPR, Europe’s approach to data privacy and customer’s rights that has kept the world in suspense. I’m sure also you have been spammed with a lot of e-mails asking you if you would please, please, resubmit to this or that newsletter, and would you accept our little cookie, too…
A lot of rubbish was written about this law that was issued two years ago and that finally becomes active today. Not a single article was missing the hefty penalties, and everywhere the confusion was reported this law allegedly would be responsible for. I think it’s generally okay, and if Google and facebook will earn less money with your and my data, then this is not only bad news. For us.
At least this law made me think about all that data that used to be collected by all this Javascript code and I’ve thoroughly tidied this up. No more Google Analytics, no facebook button: all gone. The cookies and scripts left are for that bit of advertising (please click these links, pretty-please!) and for my own statistics. There’s no such personal data. For details, please read the GDPR page. After admiring Angel Piaff, of course!
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Final Curtain

Ariana Marie

Ariana Marie

this art critic who gave a thunderous accolade
for a play with a bit of new media,
this art critic who coquetted with his ignorance of
technology – the play made him use a smartphone for the first time –
this art critic who praised that play so much,has done me some kind of favour.
i won’t go out and see that play, for i know i would meet
this art critic and other clueless people,
and it would sicken me. i let them enjoy themselves, it
will keep them from my door. because if
this art critic would see me use my smartphone he would call me
crude and artless. and wouldn’t give me a thunderous accolade.
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This Is Dope

Tina Kay and Belle Claire

Tina Kay and Belle Claire

Perhaps almost too much dope: Tina Kay and Belle Claire. And yes – I didn’t know both were starring in the same production two years ago. You live and learn. Now enjoy! Continue reading

Talking About Limits

Tina Kay

Tina Kay

Talking about limits (see yesterday’s post): Tina Kay is a porn performer who says to know ‚no limits‘. Her impressive portfolio proves that: anal intercourse in several varieties, fisting, pissing… She’s obviously going very far, knowing about the demands of a highly competitive market and her own desires. I hope she will drop a line here about this, because learning her point of view will be utterly interesting. Continue reading

Crossing Borders

Luna Star

Luna Star

Today I’ve stumbled upon poetry between beatnik and counterculture, written and published in the early Sixties. ‘Fuck You’ wasn’t just the magazine’s motto, it was its name, too: ‘A Magazine For The Arts’ telling us vividly about what was going around in the heads of alternative, off-off authors. (Here’s an article about its history.) One of them was Al Fowler. His poetry is lewd and wild, describing a ‘tiny, scarlet pussy’ that is ‘crammed chockful of cock’ until ‘in her cunt the little muscles writhe’ and ‘[her] slimy tube contracts and drains [him] dry’.
Could be nice, but it’s not. Fowler describes a fantasy about his daughter. At least I hope it’s mere fantasy, but, as he writes, ‘incest is a wonderful pastime’. I guess this poem is still under freedom of expression, and the publisher aimed at publishing ‘everything’, but today this case would keep a prosecutor busy.
While ‘incest’ between grown-ups is just another porn niche (and a mere fantasy, as the performers, of course, aren’t related usually), child abuse crosses the border into crime. What was considered ‘progressive’ decades ago, today is a criminal act, destroying body and mind of innocent wards. I percieved Fowler’s lewd fantasies as being utterly disgusting. We don’t know how his wife and daughter – both are mentioned in his poem – received them. The glorification of child abuse, in any case, is legitimately banned in civil societies.
Here in the Mental Sinema, we’re going to investigate what crossing borders means. Porn itself is border-crossing, but this border is a moving target. We will discuss this further, find out where the borders are, and perhaps even where porn performers see borders they don’t want to cross. Stay tuned.
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Tasteful Porn

Nonny

Nonny

Resolution for today: after so much cruel buttfucking in the last few sessions we need a bit more love. Let’s see how long that lasts.
Personal stats: gaping buttholes get most attention first, but intense kisses and blowjobs get most clicks. Your decision.
So I think butthole lovers are online for a longer time, while fans of cumming and kissing are the majority. Naughty ladies, disappointed lovers, tasteful (and -less) aficionados: I’ve got a bunch of new and interesting followers in the past two weeks. This is Mental Sinema: welcome! But my most interesting followers are those who don’t maintain a porn blog. This always makes me curious. What’s their motivation? They never will find architecture, design, fashion (okay: sometimes!), or lifestyle in Mental Cinema. It’s text and, well, pornography. And it’s damn good pornography, just to make this clear.
Now that you have found Mental Sinema you may lean back, let the words lull you, and relax while watching beautiful people having sex. Sort of.
Perhaps one of the reasons you’re following Mental Sinema is that this blog isn’t just about porn. Actually it isn’t about porn at all. Oh, wait. Okay, it has a pornographic attitude. Hm. Mental Sinema is your corner of free speech in the Internet. With porn. Hm. Perhaps my dear followers should tell me what Mental Sinema means for them.
I’ve tried to put Mental Sinema’s bottom line into this image. Usually women are the stars of MC, they’re always gorgeous and they know what they want. (Submission and role-play isn’t my business.)
Mental Sinema’s sex scenes can get pretty hard (yes, there is sometimes pissing, fisting, gaping and all those nasty things you probably don’t dare to do at home), but sometimes my texts are even harder. That’s when you find rants about freedom, abuse of freedom, morale, the lack of morale, the industry (no, not porn; usually IT), and the decline of man in the 21st century. There’s a lot of material to be discussed.
I wished I could show you more animated stuff here (movies, gifs), but since I’m posting only my own material (almost no reblogs, almost original content only!) this would take way too much time. I’m preferring good photography nonetheless. Most of the porn you’re looking here shouldn’t be seen elsewhere on Tumblr, except for reblogs on other blogs.
Mental Sinema does Black-And-White, too. Where appropriate, I try to get the best of every image posted here. There’s a lot of pornographic photography benefiting from a bit of image editing. But that’s just me.
Anyway: I like the idea of having Mental Sinema as my little porn cinema on the outskirts. With only one limit: no lame stuff, no boredom. If you agree to that, we might become friends for a lifetime.
Sometimes Mental Sinema just has to appreciate the pure beauty of women. Even if they aren’t even naked. But be prepared for a twist here and then.
My definition of tasteful porn is very simple: it’s exciting sex between beautiful bodies, made for arousing its viewer. Something that might be rough and messy, but also something you don’t have to be ashamed of. Continue reading

She Doesn't Do Hardcore Anymore…

Belle Claire

Belle Claire

…but I so love this pictorial. It’s not just her natural beauty but also this moment of truth later in the action. This pictorial does not only show the real thing but it also focuses on Belle’s beautiful face that enters expressions of stress, relief, lust, finally sensual exhaustion. A must see! Continue reading

The Real Avenger

Adriana Chechik

Adriana Chechik

If there’s one real avenger, then it’s Adriana Chechik. Popular culture is exploiting modern myths and selling them for little money, but there is always that keeps stuck in peoples’ minds. If somebody is really burning for his matter, if somebody is true in what she does, then she surpasses herself and leaves her marks. Continue reading

Not Just Hot…

Luna Star

Luna Star

This lady likes it filthy, too. Your first day in the Mental Sinema can be a bit disturbing (your experience may vary). To ease your acclimatisation, please consider these useful clues:
Mental Sinema wants to be the jizzmag for your brain. It’s a coffee table book. It’s a sex magazine. Something in-between – decide yourself. The disturbing fact: you will see text. Lots of text. Below the images.
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