Erik Everhard's Out Numbered 4 (Jules Jordan) Review

Reviewed by MaynardSniffley  on  4/25/2011

Two guys are walking down the street in Romania when a nubile, chewy girl calls to them from behind a metal-barred door that makes her look a bit like she's in a jail cell. She claims to be British, but sounds more like she's from New Zealand. She has some friends, she says, who are in need of some sucking and fucking. She sticks her ass through the bars and wedgies her pink hotpants, letting the guys grope her smooth buttercakes. One of them nuzzles her crevasse, tonguing her puckering dingle.

These laughably brief courtship preliminaries out of the way, the girl leads the guys into her fuck dungeon. They first encounter two more chickies, one in fetish panties and the other going commando under a criminally micro-miniskirt. Both peacocks preen their complaisant fannys. The kiwi doll talks dirty as the guys fondle these tasty dishes and lightly probe their snug bottomflowers with pointing fingers.

On to the next ride in this sex carnival of voluptuous damsels: a third guy appears, randomly, and the kiwi doll blows and handjobs them in prep for the guys to descend on the two dolls behind her: a pair of runway-model gorgeous missys in blindfolds, who servilely huddle on their knees and submissively work the guys' filthy logs in their wet talkpots and let the guys gently fuck them between their puckered, painted lips. I'll never get how these guys in porn manage to hold their loads. One of the girls is a dead ringer for Miranda Kerr; I'd be able to grind my knob in her slobbery gob for a minute, tops, before I lost my bliss and would have to drain all the rancid glop in my blue balls all over the inside of her wet mouth. No way I'd have the willpower to pull out first, either.

But the guys somehow manage to fuck these luscious faces without blowing their nut and the kiwi doll leads them back to the final room in this fuck dungeon, where they find an assortment of additional madamoiselles, bringing the total of fuckable fillies to seven. The guys proceed to seesaw their veiny roots in and out of the girls' oysters, mouths and buttsleeves in every conceivable position. The girls not being in-and-outed at any given time busy themselves making out, tonguing one another's juiced quims, and kneading and mouthing one another's warm, jiggling hooters. When the time comes to polish off these dainty kittens, the guys take turns grinding out their sticky goo up one girl's trembling rump, and she lets the noxious fuckscum dribble out of her bottomflower onto the kiwi doll's sweat-shiny face. Ow! That stings!

The second scene is, if it's possible, even hotter than the first, as two guys eagerly molest a bevy of scrumptious bikini girls at poolside in ever more inventive and perverted ways. All the women in this collection range from moderately attractive to drop-dead gorgeous, and their budding bodies are totally tender, soft and open. The single best thing about this movie is the girls' fetish outfits. Particularly fetching on one lass is a silver stocking, garter, and panty set that makes her look like something from out of "Star Trek." A guy fucks her for a while without taking her panties off, a very tasty sight. Another girl, who's looking fine in a blue two-piece bikini, turns down the cups of her bra to bare her fleshy coconuts but never takes it all the way off. This is a movie that seems to get that girls in flimsy undergarments getting fucked can be hotter than completely naked girls getting fucked, that bras, panties, garters, and high heels are sexy not just as a preliminary, but all the way through. I also liked how when the guys shiver out their bliss, they spurt their jelly up the girls' quivering, delicate tails instead of coming on their faces. I used to find the facial come shot exciting, but it's become so commonplace that it doesn't do much for me anymore. And the idea of a girl taking goo up her chute like a gangraped prison bottom appeals to the pervert in me. I think it's time to start letting more guys boil over inside their girls. The pull-out come shot is fine, but it needn't be obligatory. It's just not as shocking as it used to be.

Although this is a terrifically hot movie, I didn't give it the whole five stars, because it does have a few flaws. For instance, the kiwi doll has a bit of a yellowish tinge to her teeth. If you know you're going to have a shoot coming up, brush with Rembrandt. The movie has a lot of vaginal-anal double penetrations, which never did much for me. Most DP scenes seem to be all man-ass and hairy balls. You hardly even see the girl at all. Finally, I'm as much into seeing shapely tomatoes submit, get humiliated and knocked around as the next trenchcoat case, but the really rough anal sex they do in movies nowadays can be a bit much. And no, I don't want to see *inside* ANYONE's anus. I don't care how sexy you are. Finally, some of the guys are bo-hunk goodlooking. That's fine, and I wouldn't even say that's an imperfection in the movie, but I like it better when the guys are fairly plain. Makes me think, however falsely, that maybe a regular guy's got a chance with one of these ultra-hot supermodel types. Again, that's just a personal preference on my part.

Outside these flaws, this is a really hot movie, worth a rental for sure. I might see if I can buy it on Blu-Ray. I usually don't like Blu-Ray porn because you can see too many blemishes and flaws on the women's bodies, but I don't think the snowy young fuckmorsels in Outnumbered 4 will have that problem.