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Selina Fire goes to London
Aug 31st, 2007 by Viviane
Selina Fire had a great visit to London and stayed with Suzanne Portnoy. When I’d ask each of them how the trip was, they’d each start sputtering and exclaiming, “oh my God!, oh my God!” They did so much, I got tired just reading her writeup.
She also accompanied Suzanne when she was interviewed, along with Abby Lee, for the Sex Blogessy documentary. The interview/taping sounds like it was a hoot:
Suzanne and I and Abby got down and dirty. To help push the conversation, I say I believe it’s so popular now for men to want to cum on a girl’s face because coming in one’s pussy could transmit AIDS. It’s a safe-sex thing. But Suzanne and Abby think otherwise. They think it comes from porn, and they don’t like porn sex, they say. Wow. I love Martin coming on my face. I feel doubly like a slut when I admit this. Abby and Suzanne start talking about what it feels like to have a guy cum on your face, and say how grossed out they are by it. Then Suzanne says, “Sometimes it’s going in your mouth, and some of it gets on your face, but that’s alright, that’s an occupational hazard,” and Craig interrupts her and said that topic IS actually too obscene for British TV. Wow. …And they said we could talk about anything.
During a break, Suzanne and I are talking about how to fuck a guy with a strap on. I give the tip from Nina Hartley: Rock against his ass; you don’t have to fuck all the time. I tell the guys in the camera crew that men should get credit for how much work fucking is. “It’s like pushups!” I say. “Yeah, it’s a lot of work,” says Suzanne. “Who knew how strong you had to be to fuck someone? You guys should get a lot of credit.” “Yeah, no wonder they can do pushups so easily. They do it all the time! It comes naturally!” I say. I don’t know if they are appalled or embarrassed or both. You can hear a pin drop.
When I saw the producer a few weeks later in New York he told me that the camera man, who’s been all over the world and has seen everything, just gasped and whispered to him, “Holy fuck!” as we were talking. I guess scandalized them. Sorry, boys!