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That's 'Slut' with a capital 'S'
Could history get more oral? By Dian Hanson and Vanessa del Rio
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As I was finishing this introduction Vanessa called in the grip of a fresh passion. She'd watched another porn star documentary on television and heard yet another star describe herself as a businesswoman and indignantly deny she was a slut.
"Dian, I'm telling people I'm a Slut with a capital S!" she said."Why does everyone deny being a slut? Why is it acceptable for a woman to have sex for money and not acceptable to do it because she loves it, or for money and because she loves it? I will never deny I love sex! Are they going to crucify me when they read this book because I'm proud to be a slut? We have to make people understand how society has this all backwards!" What better place to begin our trip into the life and mind of the One True Porn Star? And now, in the words of Vanessa...
I Want To Be A Whore
How I got started in the business, I was doing escort work for an Israeli woman named Eti, a madam in New York. One of the gigs was this woman who wanted a couple of women to come over for her and her boyfriend. She opened the door and here was this incredibly striking woman in a powder blue low-cut peignoir, with her nipples peeking through, looking like a blonde goddess. She had the most forceful eyes, white/blue eyes. It was Monique van Vooren. I got to sucking her pussy. She had about five women all together on the bed. I was one of five, but I totally took over.We were in a daisy chain. I did Monique. I wound up staying after everyone left and doing Monique more. The boyfriend was just watching, kind of coked out. This was before I started porn, 1973-74. It was in her house and I knew who she was. I was an escort for a couple of years. But that came after traveling the country with a boyfriend I call Larry the Outlaw and walking the streets. I had a hell of a time. There was even a pimp involved, and the boyfriend in jail. But I can truthfully say I never did anything that I didn't want to do.
It was an adventure, one of many. I never let it get to the point where I was a down-and-out hooker on the streets. When I didn't want to do it anymore, I didn't do it. But I always found it daring.
40 Bucks A Film
I wasn't hired to perform extreme sex. I would just get totally into my scenes and they would capture it. If it was ass eating, then they got ass eating! If it was double penetrations, they got DPs! They would just be exuberantly rolling! Once my reputation was established I don't ever remember being asked to do anything, just if I was ready for it. That's what I mean about the spontaneity in the '70s, just letting it go. That must be what people like about that era, that you can see something real. To make that reality you have to be a "peeping camera." You can't say,"Now eat his ass," and have it come off as really hot, because then I'd have to get into my head and say,"Now I have to eat ass." I'd be thinking too much instead of just doing it from desire.
Double The Meter
OK ... feminists, don't get on my case, because I'm the biggest friggin' feminist there is! I believe in the freedom to do whatever the fuck you want, especially sexually. Anyway ... you know when it's really crowded on the train and a guy tries to rub on you? Well it's friggin' horny to feel a hard dick rubbing on your butt on the train while it's rocking on the tracks, I don't give a shit what you tell me! Women will shy away in disgust, which I guess is natural, but I don't have that barrier ... what can I tell you? I let them do it. I'd arch into them and just rub back. I thought it was horny, and just liked to go on the train sometimes and get rubbed.
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As I was finishing this introduction Vanessa called in the grip of a fresh passion. She'd watched another porn star documentary on television and heard yet another star describe herself as a businesswoman and indignantly deny she was a slut.
"Dian, I'm telling people I'm a Slut with a capital S!" she said."Why does everyone deny being a slut? Why is it acceptable for a woman to have sex for money and not acceptable to do it because she loves it, or for money and because she loves it? I will never deny I love sex! Are they going to crucify me when they read this book because I'm proud to be a slut? We have to make people understand how society has this all backwards!" What better place to begin our trip into the life and mind of the One True Porn Star? And now, in the words of Vanessa...
I Want To Be A Whore
How I got started in the business, I was doing escort work for an Israeli woman named Eti, a madam in New York. One of the gigs was this woman who wanted a couple of women to come over for her and her boyfriend. She opened the door and here was this incredibly striking woman in a powder blue low-cut peignoir, with her nipples peeking through, looking like a blonde goddess. She had the most forceful eyes, white/blue eyes. It was Monique van Vooren. I got to sucking her pussy. She had about five women all together on the bed. I was one of five, but I totally took over.We were in a daisy chain. I did Monique. I wound up staying after everyone left and doing Monique more. The boyfriend was just watching, kind of coked out. This was before I started porn, 1973-74. It was in her house and I knew who she was. I was an escort for a couple of years. But that came after traveling the country with a boyfriend I call Larry the Outlaw and walking the streets. I had a hell of a time. There was even a pimp involved, and the boyfriend in jail. But I can truthfully say I never did anything that I didn't want to do.
It was an adventure, one of many. I never let it get to the point where I was a down-and-out hooker on the streets. When I didn't want to do it anymore, I didn't do it. But I always found it daring.
40 Bucks A Film
I wasn't hired to perform extreme sex. I would just get totally into my scenes and they would capture it. If it was ass eating, then they got ass eating! If it was double penetrations, they got DPs! They would just be exuberantly rolling! Once my reputation was established I don't ever remember being asked to do anything, just if I was ready for it. That's what I mean about the spontaneity in the '70s, just letting it go. That must be what people like about that era, that you can see something real. To make that reality you have to be a "peeping camera." You can't say,"Now eat his ass," and have it come off as really hot, because then I'd have to get into my head and say,"Now I have to eat ass." I'd be thinking too much instead of just doing it from desire.
Double The Meter
OK ... feminists, don't get on my case, because I'm the biggest friggin' feminist there is! I believe in the freedom to do whatever the fuck you want, especially sexually. Anyway ... you know when it's really crowded on the train and a guy tries to rub on you? Well it's friggin' horny to feel a hard dick rubbing on your butt on the train while it's rocking on the tracks, I don't give a shit what you tell me! Women will shy away in disgust, which I guess is natural, but I don't have that barrier ... what can I tell you? I let them do it. I'd arch into them and just rub back. I thought it was horny, and just liked to go on the train sometimes and get rubbed.
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Vanessa del Rio - Art Edition
Hardcover + Box + DVD 11.8 x 11.8 in., 396 pages
$ 1500.00
$ 1500.00
Fifty years of slightly slutty behavior. Limited to 200 numbered copies, each signed by Vanessa del Rio, accompanied by a signed and numbered Robert Crumb lithography.
"I just embraced the raw underbelly of life and let her carry me where she would. She's given me quite a ride." Vanessa del Rio
I did several nurse-themed loops for Bob Genova and his partners Teddy Schneider and Bobby Hollander. This was called The Lucky Patient