Virtual Love opens with a nude Kira Kener gently caressing lovely blonde Dayton Rain, who wears a lacy red-and-black patterned bra and panties.  Just a typical day in Dayton’s relaxed SoCal bedroom.  They are rudely interrupted by Dayton’s girlfriend, blonde Wendy Divine, wearing a sheer black bodysuit. Dayton covers her ass by explaining, “Come on, it’s not like she’s real or anything,” whereupon Kira literally vanishes from the premises.  Turns out she wasn’t the real Kira at all, but a virtual fantasy. 

Back in reality, or what passes for it in pornworld, Dayton teases Wendy about being jealous, and the girls promptly kiss and make up.  For starters.  Dayton swiftly disrobes Wendy, peeling away the bodysuit from Wendy’s huge, stiff-looking enhancements, and ample bootie. Dayton has the cuter body of the two, with small-but-nice B-cups and a beautiful butt.  The ladies proceed to very gentle pussy-lucking.  Dayton is quite ticklish, and does a combination giggle-moan that’s either completely endearing or a total buzz kill depending on your tastes.  Wendy then breaks out a clear plastic dildo and uses it during the pair’s 69.  Dayton follows up with a green model on Wendy’s shaved slit. As the lovers caress in some sweet afterplay, Wendy confesses her love for Dayton.  Then comes another big surprise as Dayton vanishes as well. 

There’s a special FX transition into the clothed Wendy lying on a leather sofa at a Cyber Sex club, wearing virtual reality goggles. I guess the club is sort of like a tanning salon that includes masturbation.  In any case, Wendy has really gotten wrapped up in the fantasy and is quickly becoming addicted.  She begs for more time from the desk clerk, but her credit card is maxed out.  The rest of us can only long for the day when virtual sex gets that good…

Reality comes crashing down on the frustrated Wendy, who comes home to a much seedier bungalow that looks to be somewhere in a lower-rent block of Reseda.  Her good-for-nothing boyfriend, Eric Masterson, lounges at the kitchen table, surrounded by booze, cigarettes, and his worse-than-nothing card-playing friends.  Wendy leaves in disgust, and white-trash bastards Eric, Nick East, and Chennin Blanc take the opportunity to jump into a 3-way right there on the kitchen table.  Chennin wears her blond hair in pigtails, which ups the trashy authenticity, as do her cute-but-not stellar looks.  She does, for the record, have some very nice C-cups, so props for that.  She takes turns sucking off the boys, and keeps on with Nick as Eric pounds her from behind.  Then she and Nick reverse CG and she bestows her oral attentions to Eric.  This ends in an ample double-comeshot to her mouth and tits.

Since Wendy is out of cash, she goes looking for a job at – where else? – the Cyber Sex lounge.  Her manager (Devin Wolf) explains to her that she’ll have to assist with porn shoots involving actual fucking and sucking.  (So THAT’s why the illusion is so authentic!)  The little addict is OK with this as long as she gets some free bonus minutes.  Devin tries to talk her into performing in front of the lens, but newbie Wendy demurs. 

Next thing you know, she’s back with her virtual lover Dayton, romping once more in that lovely and well-used bedroom.  The emotional Wendy pleads with Dayton to “make it real,” but alas, it’s not to be.

Wendy’s job duties include serving as peon to bitchy diva Kira Kener, who flings a towel at her and disses her scene partners before marching like a nude prima donna onto the virtual porn set.  But, she’s a pro and drops the attitude when she enters the scene.  Kira looks positively gorgeous here.  Her beautiful eyes, flowing brown mane, mouth-watering breasts, and curvalicious ass are on full display here, and she puts them to good use in a 3-way with Michael J. Coxx and Ian Daniels.  She displays some nice intensity in her double sucking, and when she gazes up at an actor while sucking his cock, it’s enough to give any man a hard-on.  As Ian nails her from in front, then Michael from behind, her moans seem quite authentic, and she feeds this intensity right back into her sucking of whoever’s cock is free at the moment.  Further upping the ante, she takes a slow, deep anal from Ian, and squeals with delight before he comes on her ass.  Still moaning, she finishes off Michael with an awesome titty-fuck

The mood of this scene is unfortunately marred by the porn-set set-up and frequent wide framings and cut-aways showing the film crew.  Also, both guys’ comeshots seem affected by one of California’s droughts. 

Back at Wendy’s home, she fights again with drunk abusive Eric, who kicks her out of the house. 

At the Cyber Sex lounge, Kira, nude but for her black vinyl boots,  is pressing her tits and ass up against the windows of Devin’s office.  He ignores her, which makes her try even harder.  (Guys, take note.  When a woman has 90,000 guys drooling over her every day of the week, making it 90,001 is not the most brilliant move.)  Devin goes to speak with her, and she slaps him.  Rather than caving in, he takes the opportunity to spank her on the butt, then immediately drops to his knees and starts licking her pussy.  (Another good move – give her what she wants, but not on her terms.  Who knew porn could be so instructive?)

His tongue action must be working, because she drops both the attitude and his trousers, and commences to sucking him.  Despite his sculpted, surfer-boy body, Devin has a rather small dick, but Kira doesn’t seem to mind, especially as he props her up on his desk and enters her from in front.  She gets into it, and he keeps up the good work doggie style, until delivering a healthy load onto her beautiful curvy butt  The atmosphere here really feels like frantic office sex.  Not sure if this was intentional, but it’s effective. 

After the pair finish, Wendy enters, and asks for more money – and this time, she’s willing to perform.  The jealous Kira flashes a dagger-eyed look at her, and cattily tries to keep Wendy from signing up.  But Wendy is insistent, and Kira storms off.  Devin gives Wendy a photo audition, then hires her.

Back in the fantasy bedroom, Wendy again pleads with Dayton to make it real.  Dayton is reluctant to reveal her true, non-virtual identity.  This should be a red flag for anyone who knows the first thing about cyber-sex, but Wendy is too caught up in the illusion to imagine a 300-lb fat guy hiding behind Dayton’s lovely façade.  Wendy’s efforts finally pay off, and Dayton agrees to reveal her true identify.   

But first, duty calls in the form of Wendy’s first shoot. She plays a dominatrix, wearing a red leather top, black leather skirt, studded collar, and black boots.  Her task is to discipline a naked Cheyne Collins as Kira, in black bra, and black fishnet top and skirt, watches. 

Wendy begins by stroking the seated Cheyne across his thighs with a leather thong.  Then she whacks him harder on his shoulders and commands him to kiss her butt before removing her skirt.  She’s pretty forceful with the whip, but a little too cute and sweet for the full dominatrix effect.  Note to Wendy:  when you’re trying to be a badass, don’t smile so much.

At her command, Cheyne is soon mouthing her pussy like a deer with a salt lick.  The guy must lift tiny barbells with his tongue or something, because his oral is just frenetic.  Soon we proceed to a 69.  Kira steams with envy at watching Wendy usurp her position as star of the Cyber lounge.  Her envy seems to feed Wendy, who bobs furiously at Cheyne’s schlong before hopping on for a hard, thrusting ride.  Devin, watching from the side, escorts the steaming Kira away.  Not that Cheyne or Wendy notice, as they’re fully enmeshed now, first in doggy action and then with some solid mish.  Wendy moans in a major orgasm, as Cheyne empties himself on her stomach.  Not bad for a first scene.

Wendy gets cleaned up and waits in the Cyber Sex lobby for her dream girl “Dayton” to arrive.  Wendy looks super-cute in a pearl necklace, body-hugging black scoop-neck, and red silk skirt.  But the poor girl receives a rude awakening when the dream girl shows up.  He’s not a 300-pounder, but slightly worse: a classic nerd in his ‘40s, wearing glasses with tape in the middle, short pants with suspenders, knee-high white socks, and a pocket pen protector.  Wendy faints at the rude awakening.


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