Azz Fest 3 Review

Reviewed by Crucifixio Jones  on  5/8/2004

Azz Fest 3
***½
2004, 2 hours and 30 minutes
Video Team
Directed by Van Styles
Starring Dana Vespoli, Catalina, Melanie Jagger, Kayla Marie, Adora

The Knowledge:

It’s no secret I’ve been enamored with Styles' Azz Fest series thus far. When I heard that Melanie Jagger, Dana Vespoli, Catalina and Kayla Marie were lined up for the latest, you could’ve knocked me over with a feather. “He did it again,” I said to myself. But did he? Can Van even hope to match the heights he achieved with the near-flawless previous two editions? You might be surprised at what Van Styles and Azz Fest’s biggest supporter has to say. Read on:

The Action:

Dana Vespoli

Recently retired and now living off of US soil is Manuel Ferrara’s new paramour, Dana Vespoli, who also has the honor of being the lead -off hitter in this fantastic third installment. Dana’s strutting her stuff poolside, into a house and upstairs to a bedroom. Watching Van Styles follow her with his camera trained steadily on her marvelous ass makes me miss her all the more. She looks fantastic decked out in a hot pink ensemble, matching lipstick and thick rump bounding up and down with each step she takes. Ferrara is surely a lucky man. She seems much happier here; her eyes dance and she sports a 100-watt grin, making me that much sadder. Just as she was starting to hit her stride, she was stolen from us. Good luck in your relationship and your future endeavors Dana, but a little part of me can’t help but wish that it “all falls down” and you come back.

Porn’s new dynamic duo, Brian Surewood and Brett Rockman get the pleasure of tackling Dana, perhaps for the last time. Brian and Brett swarm in and zero in on Dana’s face with their cocks, bombarding her mouth with their boners, aggressively fucking her face as if they already know she’ll soon be gone. Surewood takes control of Dana’s hips, grabbing a handful of her cheeks and sliding his pole into her slit, while Rockman continues to enjoy Vespoli’s millon-dollar mouth. One thing I like about Van is that when he has a shot like this, he knows to step back from the action and allows you to see both of Dana’s ends filled up simultaneously, throwing in the occasional close-up, rather than lingering on one guy or orifice too long. I can’t say enough about the outfit that was chosen for Dana to wear. Black thigh high stockings, high heels and garters were a perfect choice for a woman with Vespoli’s backside. Those garters just frame it so nicely and accentuate her shape. While Dana rides Surewood cowgirl, Rockman grabs both sides of her face to guide her heart-shaped pouty lips down over his banana-shaped tool and peppers her face with playful slaps. He even makes use of her hair, grabbing it like a suitcase handle, making her gag on his prick as he rapidly plunges it towards the back of her throat. Surewood is taking on the bulk of the action currently, penetrating Dana anally next, while she keeps Rockman hard with his dick between her lips and stroking it with her hands. Finally ready to join in, Brett has Dana sit on him reverse cowgirl anal while Surewood looms above her, brushing her teeth and stretching her jaws with his ass-juice covered pussy prod. After Dana has licked it clean, Surewood comes around to help Rockman double-penetrate her, making her eyes roll back in head with delight. Dana briefly dismounts to give Rockman some head A2M and then boards Rockman once again, this time cowgirl with him in her snatch while Surewood plugs her ass from behind, grabbing her arms and making her arch her back to showcase her pert tiny titties. When Dana stops riding this time, she kneels between Brett and Brian and readies herself for one of their typical face-drenching facials and that’s exactly what she gets. Rockman unleashes first, completely dousing the left side of her face and then Surewood blasts all over the right. Dana can only keep her eyes closed and let the cum flow down her cheeks and chin. “You want some more cock?,” Surewood taunts. Dana smiles and shoots back, “What you got?”

If you’re going to retire, this is how you go out. Vespoli doesn’t have to be a damned thing to be ashamed of here. She didn’t tarnish her legacy in the slightest and Styles was there to capture it perfectly. A fitting start to the movie and a fitting end (?) to a fantastic but all too short career. ****


Catalina

Catalina is an interesting casting choice and one I didn’t expect. A few years ago, Catalina might have been the least likely candidate for a movie entitled Azz Fest. But this is not the same Catalina from a few years past. This Catalina has an ass, a thick piece of rump worthy of her Hispanic background. This Catalina has big enhanced breasts, some say ill-advised, I say a welcome addition to an already fine and well-oiled fuck machine. This Catalina is a seasoned veteran now and has a ton more experience under her belt, courtesy of putting in many a hardcore performance under the watchful gaze of her mentor, Max Hardcore. There’s not much you can toss Catalina’s way that she hasn’t seen before or that she isn’t capable of handling. This latina was already hell on heels before all this. This new Catalina is dangerous. Catalina, who I haven’t found attractive since back when Jenna Haze used to actually suck dick, looks AMAZING here. She has makeup on that doesn’t make her look like a demented rodeo clown, her outfit shows off her body (one I didn’t even know she had) perfectly. Simply put, she’s effervescent. I don’t believe I’ve EVER seen her look better recently.

Brett Rockman and Brian Surewood get right down to business the minute they enter the frame, and the way she looks, why not? They feel Catalina’s ass and tits up briefly before Surewood dives right into Cat’s pussy doggie, hammering away while she licks Rockman’s sack. He simply could not wait. With Brett firmly entrenched in her mouth, Catalina precariously positions herself between the two men with one leg hiked up high on Surewood’s shoulder, giving us a primo view of her gash getting pummeled. After getting on her knees and entertaining both cocks orally, Catalina offers up her rear to Rockman while Surewood alternates between having his crank crammed in Catalina’s mouth or beating it against her pumped-up tits. Her sopping wet slit makes sloppy slurping sounds when Catalina wraps her pussy lips around Surewood’s cock reverse cowgirl, her mouth matching those sounds when her lips are secured around Rockman’s stick. This reverse cowgirl becomes anal soon, Catalina forcefully driving her hips down on Surewood’s lap, her legs spread wide and her feet resting on his thighs. Rockman sees this opportunity as an invitation for double penetration. Catalina lies back and takes it as if she were relaxing in a warm bubble bath. This is nothing, she seems to say. Catalina gets DP’d cowgirl as well, Rockman using her various belts around her waist for leverage. Rockman gets a turn at Cat’s ass solo, bending one of her legs up and into her chest, while Surewood parks his meat in Catalina’s jaws, occasionally beating his dick against her lips. Catalina looks up at Rockman and asks “do you wanna cum on my face?” and drops to her knees where Surewood rubs off numerous streams over her cheeks and eyes. Rockman takes a little while to work up his nut (there’s a visible time cut/edit) but when he does, he produces another gusher, closing Catalina’s other eye and covering the remainder of her face. Catalina is left plastered, unable to open her eyes (as per the norm with these two woodsmen), and sucks both cocks clean in appreciation.

If you’re a Catalina fan but haven’t seen her lately because you abhor Max Hardcore, this is your reward for being patient with her. Van cast her, cleaned her up and the Catalina that shows up and performs here is barely recognizable compared to the one we’ve been getting for at least the last two years now. People often cite another director for making his talent look better than they’ve ever previously looked other places. It seems that Styles has acquired that knack, as well. *** ½


Melanie Jagger

I can’t stand the rain. But Melanie, I dig. She gets a hard time from some fans because of her fluctuating weight, but today Mel looks to be a maximum pleasure capacity for my tastes. Melanie I have liked since before she added the “Jagger” to her name, back when I first saw her in Anabolic’s “Down The Hatch 9.” Melanie Jagger is no Missy Elliott but she’s watching the rain against her window while wrapped in a comforter. She wants something to do to pass the time so she drops the comforter to show off her hot red lingerie ensemble. Jagger continues to show off her brick shithouse of a body to Van until he mentions he has some friends to help her with her annoying ennui. Mark Wood, Brian Surewood and Brett Rockman appear near-instantly, groping Mel’s floppy pierced tits and getting undressed in record time. The surround her with their dicks swaying in the wind, positioning themselves where Melanie can easily access and deep throat all three. Jagger does indeed deep throat them all, gasping for air and gagging frequently, bobbing her head frantically, making her large natural tits flop and jump in time with her manic head movements.

Again, Surewood is first to plant himself inside our female cast member, rather he gets put inside Melanie, since she climbs on top of him cowgirl, crashing her big ass over his cock in huge waves while she keeps her mouth full and busy with Wood and Rockman. Melanie’s full of energy and talking trash as the men start to position her every which way, circling her and trading places like musical chairs. Jagger’s digging it all, smiling and screaming to be fucked harder and rougher whenever he mouth isn’t otherwise occupied. “You want some of this fuckin’ pussy,” she asks Wood. “SHARE! Get off!” She smacks Rockman on the thigh and makes him make room for Wood to lay his pipe to her. That’s a girl who knows exactly what she wants and ain’t afraid to ask for it. In mish, her tits are bouncing out of control in a circular motion as Wood starts to fuck her asshole. Meanwhile, she sucks Rockman and Surewood off like their pricks were two Popsicles in the summertime and she’s afraid they’re going to melt. She doesn’t want to lose one drop. “Come on, you can fuck me better than that!,” she teases Rockman. She sucks his cock a2m after he pulls out and before she can even get it all the way in, Surewood’s already behind her, pumping away at her ass. They keep this honey filled to the brim with hard dick every single minute of the scene. Jagger rides Rockman reverse cowgirl with her ass next, and her tits move about like they have minds of their own. On to the next position, Mel bends her ass over a small recliner and backs it up on Surewood while the other take turns reaming out her throat. “Yes, just like that..motherfucker, fuck me!,” she hollers as they alternate spreading her ass cheeks and digging her out doggie. Her tits are slapping against her something fierce here but Melanie still manages to maintain order telling the guys “Don’t be greedy” as they switch out fucking her ass and making her suck their cocks after in a demented a2m merry-go-round. One-on-one time with Jagger is over now and air-tight time has begun. Surewood and Wood lock her into a cowgirl DP, while she in turn locks her lips around Rockman. Mel’s DP’d reverse cowgirl, too, and she tells Surewood “I’ve been saving my pussy for you…for a rainy day…fuck both my holes…FUCK YEAH, OH MY GOD. Fuckin’ make me cum, come on! Fuck, fuck, don‘t stop!” In a pretty funny moment, Melanie rides Wood reverse cowgirl and demands that he fuck her “fat ass.” Once again surrounded by three cocks, Jagger sucks each one to completion, Surewood first, who fills her mouth with a creamy load (“That was a fuckin’ mouthful!”) followed by Rockman who shoots more man-paste straight to the back of her throat, which she swallows. Wood is last and he lays a few streaks across her tongue piercing, which she also swallows before making one last pass with her mouth over every dick in the room. A glance outside reveals it’s no longer raining. I guess that really did manage to pass the time. Jagger fucked ‘til the sun came back out. Either that, or the sun appeared to see what the fuck was going on that was hotter than it.

This might be the best scene of the movie. If you can overlook Jagger’s figure, you’ll find that she put in some WORK and turned these three guys out, which is no easy task. Fucking three experienced and very good male performers like Surewood, Wood and Rockman damn near silly, taking everything have with GLEE and asking for more should be commended. Jagger’s an unsung star in this business, in my opinion. Good looking’ out on Van’s part. Real recognizes real, I guess. **** ½


Kayla Marie

Kayla Marie is in a place I recognize. The warehouse with the chain link fence from DAC’s “Banana Cream Pie” movies. She’s wearing black fishnets and a red leather fetish corset wielding a riding crop with some red feathers attached to the end. Bound to the fence by a pair of handcuffs is a naked, blindfolded Brian Pumper. After warming herself up for a minute, Kayla moves over to Pumper and grinds her bubble butt against his crotch, stiffening his prick immediately. Kayla keeps him handcuffed as she licks his body all over and then demands that Pumper “fuck the shit outta” her. She undoes his hands and fills her mouth to the max with his meat. After a short, but typically great blow, Pumper bends Kayla over where she moans for him to “fuck her little white wet pussy” against the chain link fence. Styles’ camera is in all the right places, giving us a fantastic view of Pumper penetrating Kayla’s slit while she touches the floor or grabs her ankles, her underwear pulled down around her upper thighs. Tiring of standing, Kayla leads Pumper by his dick over to a more comfortable red mattress where he continues to wear her out up-and-over doggie while Kayla wants to be “fucked harder”, “real good” and “raw.” If after seeing this scene, this position, you don’t think Kayla Marie has one of the ten best asses in adult today, I’ll pay for your appointment with an optometrist. Not that you need any more proof, but if you are still unconvinced, Van’s footage of Kayla’s ass getting split in two by Pumper’s wood cowgirl should clear up any and all misconceptions about the magnificence of her posterior. Kayla Marie BELONGS in the movie. In reverse cowgirl her pussy is so wet you can almost swear you hearing it talking. I’m sure that if it could talk, it’d say, “YOU WISH you were here.” Pumper bounces Kayla on his prick while standing up briefly before lowering her down to accept a healthy does of jism in her mouth. Kayla sucks his prick clean with a resounding “smack” of her lips and Styles gives us one more look at those glorious glutes before moving on.

This was a short, very good scene that allowed Van to play with some themes I previously had not seen him explore before, that being the female dominating a submissive male. Well, at least for a portion. It was good fun and any opportunity to see Kayla Marie is a good one. Kayla, along with Kimberly Kane (hint hint Van!), have been my two favorite new girls to watch this year. It’s a relief when you find a director who can add to the enjoyment by having some know-how behind the camera. ***


Adora

Being that I haven’t seen many “ethnic” movies, I’ve never seen Adora before, though you may recognize her. I probably like her outfit the least of all the ones I’ve seen on the girls so far in this video (and they‘ve been exceptional until now), but she’s still very shapely and very cute. She wears an airbrushed t-shit and trucker’s cap (very similar to Brooke Milano in “Perfect Specimens“), black leather underwear and white fishnets underneath. Brian Surewood gets to go it alone here and have the young, nubile Adora all to himself. He teases her pussy and exposes her breasts before letting her marvel at his schlong up close and personal with her full lips, mouth and tongue. Removing her leather undergarments, Adora allows Surewood to rip a fuck hole in the crotch of her stockings and then lowers herself down on his lap cowgirl. Adora’s fleshy ass bounces like two basketballs on Surewood’s dong and her pussy works up a highly visible lather on his shaft. The two move to doggie where Surewood starts vaginal but swiftly moves to breach her bung shortly thereafter. The hole in her stockings widens as does the hole between her ass cheeks as Brian revises his rear-entry resume. He continues his backdoor boffing in the spoon position and then he manhandles Adora back onto his lap for reverse cowgirl. This is probably our best and hottest view of Adora yet, her legs spread wide, her tits dancing under her flimsy tee, rubbing her wet gash while her ass gets filled with thick dick. More of Adora in cowgirl again follows, this time with Surewood balls-deep in her ass and Adora dropping it like its hot over his prick like an Atlanta stripper. Next, Surewood lies Adora back on the sofa, her ass resting over the arm in a modified piledriver position. She takes the opportunity to wink her distended crap canal at a us a few times before Surewood resumes wreckin’ it again making Adora curse a blue streak with pleasure. Surewood sets Adora before him where he channels Peter North and fires off a waterhose-like spray of semen; the power and reach of the blast undeniable, the volume unbelievable. Adora caresses his cock with her hands and mouth as we move to the closing credits.

I didn’t find this scene strong enough to warrant it being last, but once again, it was nice to see Styles add some color to the mix. That’s always a welcome addition. I liked Adora plenty, just not as much as the other scenes here. To her credit, she was a gamer and great sport, keeping a smile on her face throughout the proceedings and giving off the impression that she was enjoying what she was doing and that makes all the difference. ***


Extras:

Photo Gallery, Behind the Scenes, Cast Bios, Web trailer, Phone Sex ads and Previews for Azz Fest’s 1 & 2, Mamacitas, and Chocolate Vanilla Cream Pie.

Comments:

Azz Fest 1 had a simply historic cast. Azz Fest 2 had a lesser-known and under appreciated class, but I found it to be superior to the first installment. If #1 was Styles’ Godfather, no doubt, I’d consider #2 his Godfather 2, widely considered the vastly superior and worthy sequel. However, following this trend, this also means that Azz Fest #3 is his Godfather 3, the point where fans were so spoiled by the predecessors and so used to perfection, anything that followed would never meet their expectations. Unfortunately, that’s where this movie lies with me and that‘s the strange predicament in which Styles finds himself. The first two were so close to perfection or plain perfect, Styles’ has made it near-impossible to top himself. This was a fine addition to the line but it’s hard to erase the memory of his previous efforts. I’m eagerly anticipating the next in the series to see if Van can pull some more unexpected tricks from under his backwards turned baseball cap and give us some true, creative surprises again rather than fall into complacency and a formulaic routine with different girls and locations. That's not to say that's what happened here; this is all fresh, hot and original and the cast WAS a shocker, keeping with the tradition of his past efforts. I just wasn't wowed and knocked on my ass like before (which admittedly, is going to be SUPER hard to do), though his progression as a hot, young, new direcor is CLEARLY evident and the potential to make even more historic and groundbreaking porn is DEFINITELY in the cards for this man. The rate at which he is picking up things and learning to shoot superior shit is downright SCARY. Another notch in Van's belt with Azz Fest 3.

Crucifixio Jones