Reviewed by SexHerald Staff
You may have thought that Volume 9 was the absolute epitome of what it meant to be “Black & Wild,” and felt that the series should have been retired at that point, wondering how much wilder can black girls possibly get? Well returning to try to refute your claims are director D. Sparky, well-endowed stalwart Countre Pipes, and a whole new cast of willing and able African American women, shaking their asses and spreading their legs, as Sparky implores us to “light up a blunt, and peep out how these rookies are bustin’ it open for the camera." But are they indeed still wildin’?
Amid such carefree scene subtitles as “Getting’ Wet for Dem Dead Presidents” we find Kelly Stars, Fire, Alexis, and Wet Peaches (wet is one thing; peaches are another. But wet peaches?), all having their turns with liberal helpings of the estimable Countre’s penis. The nervous-looking Insatiable also stars in a scene of her own, but in this case with the mysterious John E. Depth, who ably fucked her without so much as even removing his sunglasses.
Countre starts off with Kelly Stars, in what is inarguably the film’s sexual zenith - so much so that it’s almost a shame that it was used at the beginning, as the remaining four scenes prove to disappoint in comparison. Kelly wags her ass for the camera, while Countre coos, “You’ve been wantin’ to fuck Countre, huh?” with a merited arrogance. Kelly gives him a masterfully sloppy blowjob, spitting and gagging. Deep-throating Countre was like stuffing a universal remote control (with TV, VCR, cable and DVD) into her mouth, but Kelly relished the role, and even found time to wrap her lips around both of his balls. She rides him for a bit, providing us with a nice view of the “69” tattoo adorning the small of her back. Some feverish doggystyle and Kelly’s cries of “Fuck me, don’t stop…fuck me!” lead to an abrupt cut to a tit-targeted cumshot.
Countre next takes on Fire, earning a blowjob much less-spirited than Kelly’s, which then transitions into some cowgirl and doggy. Fire’s ass seems to wiggle and move independent of the rest or her lower half while she’s impaled by his cock, but this scene does not live up to the promise present in the first one.
Insatiable gets a turn with John E. Depth, nervously revealing her pancake-sized areolas, devouring Depth’s banana-curved penis, and riding him to a humdrum orgasm.
Alexis and Wet Peaches round out the film, with the former being asked if she likes girls. Alexis responds in the affirmative, yet the question proved both meaningless and disappointing, as no lesbian sidekick was delivered – which would have helped spice up an altogether pedestrian scene.
Wet Peaches is asked a similarly extraneous question about whether or not she was into anal. She had no experience but was curious and willing to try, but Countre failed to venture his penis any further south of her perineum. Engaging in some very hard doggy, Peaches’ moans slowly evolve into sharp squeals, and it was impossible to discern between pleasure and pain, which became somewhat off-putting over time.
Volume 10 really only lived up to half of the hype; while overflowing with soft, black curves, the film was hardly “wild,” save for Kelly Stars’ early triumph. No new ground is broken, and one sole stellar scene cannot elevate any film above average. Had the movie been titled “Black & Mild,” it would have at least prepared viewers for the commonplace porn fare they were in for. Black&WildVolume10:StillWildin'
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