MOFOS means Motherfuckers Have Fun!

Ever wondered what pornstars do – really do – with their free time? Yes, I admit, these are things that I contemplate while driving or during the mundane moments of my dayjobs (I repeat, jobs). I’ve had real world brief skirtings with that very thought during the everyday that didn’t amount to much more than these images of newcummer (and lately oft-blogged) Sierra Skye, spotted at some MOFOS parties:

I’m talking about the everyday, the party you went to or the limousine that just drove by with a flash of boobies out the sunroof, only to later discover that was so-and-so pornstar. Word always gets around. Ever happened to you? Like I say my encounters were brief, once with a guy and once with a gal, and to my personal disatisfaction the more at-length story involves the guy, a gay pornstar and a bathroom that I walked into while he was getting it on with another dude in the only available toilet stall. I only had to urinate so I was in and out, but I wasn’t the only one to walk in on the scene, the sound of grunts and ass-slapping not exactly masked by the sound of the PA outside. Not my idea of romance but I guess when someone’s begging for it and you got nowhere else to go what works works. Now that I think about it I’ve had sex in a public bathroom, just after midnight in a hotel on the outskirts of Atlanta with a road-buddy and we were testing if anybody might walk in on us, I guess that’s part of the thrill (can’t believe I nearly forgot about that night). My female pornstar story was more of a, “Did you see the blonde with the low skirt and the red high heels? That was so-and-so.” someone tells me weeks later and for the life of me I can’t remember who, plus to this day I can’t confirm I actually saw her at the party, my memory clouded by my own inebriation. Plus that was a decade ago. But supposedly she performed some semi-explicit act on some dude at your otherwise average midwestern warehouse party, surrounded by a crowd of on-lookers. Where the hell was I? I think I was on the roof with some tequila, the roof only being accessible via this 15′ submarine-style pipe and hatch, part of the reason it was so difficult to go back down to the party (and the tequila being the reason I can’t remember any details of the evening!). Anyhow they’re out there, and it’s an interesting thought!

Back to reality, or reality-based. Be sure to check out Mofo’s Day With A Pornstar site, which isn’t really reality television, but more of a behind-the-scenes approach to show you what a pornstar might do in their day-to-day time in preparation for, you guessed it, fucking:

 

Shame this is Lisa Ann’s and her 38DDs only scene so far at the expanding Mofos Network, I sure could do with more of her drinking coffee and practicing yoga if it means eventually getting to see her plugged!

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