Reviewed by SexHerald Staff
I am a breast person; I freely admit it. Some people like a nice ass or a shapely pair of legs, and while those aren’t bad, what really gets me is a nice rack. So one would think that a film entitled “Busty Beauties #9” would be just the thing for me, especially given the fact that it was produced by Hustler; Larry Flynt and I seem to have similar ideals when it comes to the essence of feminine sexuality. Eagerly I ripped into the pink box and thrust the tape into my VCR. I waited with excitement for the fulfillment of my lusty desires. I’m still waiting.
The premise of the tape is great: a bunch of beautiful women with large breasts getting pounded. Should be a good time. What you get though, is a series of uninspired sex scenes that leave you more bored than aroused. Each scene begins with a strip tease that is moderately stimulating. Yes, the girls have huge tits, and yes, it’s nice watching them take their clothes off, but the quality of the film and lighting at this point is less than professional and detracts from the action. Following this, each girl gets her time with the director in a series of black and white pseudo interviews. Rayveness begins the quintet of scenes, and when director Mark Kismet isn’t trying to flatter her, they’re discussing whether oral sex constitutes actual sex a la Bill Clinton. Clearly Rayveness is looking to get in someone’s pants; happily for her the camera guy in the photo shoot during the next scene is more than happy to accommodate. I’d like to tell you that the sex was hot and so intense that my fellow viewer and I couldn’t keep our hands off each other. Unfortunately, the absence of eroticism insured that we stayed in our seats. Lack of fluidity marked this scene with action moving from oral to blowjob to fucking with no transitions; the scene was just cut and pasted together. I stared at Rayveness getting pounded in various positions by the eager camera guy, and all I could think was “her snatch really needs a trim.” The scene ends with him cumming on her ample, and natural, tits, bringing a close to a ho-hum scene.
The rest of the film follows the same format with each girl doing her best to arouse the viewer. Mason Storm does some nice acrobatic work when she’s fucking, but I found myself more worried that her head would hit the ceiling fan than anything else. Overall this film left me disappointed; I have come to expect a higher caliber from Hustler. Huge tits are great, and it’s a pleasure to watch them bounce around on the screen, but if I can’t grab a handful myself, I at least want to watch something that allows me to pretend as if I could. This lackluster film kept me firmly planted in reality, left without the desire to fondle even myself, let alone the poor guy next to me. BustyBeauties#9
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