Psychosexual
Gianna Dior is a self-destructive, unsatisfied woman who tries to fill the tragic void in her life with the expectations of domesticity, the endless grind of work, and the thrill of illicit sex. But try as she might, she cannot find the peace she yearns for. Now with a final chance to right her previous wrong, Dior is determined to repair the damage she’s caused to herself and everyone around her. Can she save her sanity, her marriage, and her self-respect? Or will she succumb to the uncomfortable truth that her true self is unlovable?
“Psychosexual” is an unprecedented crossover event that could really only be achieved by a brand as diverse as Vixen. With the narrative spanning each of their platforms (Blacked Raw, Tushy, Vixen, Blacked and Deeper), “Psychosexual” offers a sexual fantasy for a variety of fans while still weaving a tight story.
The sex is exactly what you hope for from such an ambitious title. Dior gets manhandled by Troy Francisco in a club bathroom as the dissatisfied diva looks to blow off some steam after work. Wow! Francisco literally fucks Dior all over the room, hauling her around like a farmer does animal feed. Their bodies glisten with sweat as their intense sexual energy crashes into each other in a wreck of passion. For every hyperaggressive thrust from Francisco’s dick, Dior’s hips gyrate to meet him with equal aggression.
Dior and her husband (played by Mick Blue) share a depressing yet highly erotic anal fuck in bed after she comes home late from one of her trysts. Blue is trying desperately to connect with his wife, but Dior couldn’t be less interested. On a whim, she decides to offer Blue her tight asshole in yet another attempt to satiate the sexual demon inside her, and Blue accepts mistaking her experiment for intimacy. That’s the depressing part. But the sex? Oh, my word, the sex! Blue fills Dior’s asshole to the absolute brim, and the longer they fuck, the harder Blue fucks her.
A desperate Oliver Flynn pays prostitute Avery Cristy to help him relieve the stress of his failing marriage, and goodness, does she deliver. She’s so gentle with him, like an experienced lover taking a young man’s virginity. She lets him find his pace, slowing him down when necessary and letting him ramp up so he can experience the satisfaction he craves. Even under the poignant circumstances, their sex is romantic and comforting. It’s my favorite scene in the movie.
Dior has some self-coping hate sex with studs Jax Slayher and Rob Piper that is designed to allow her (and the audience) to forget all the turmoil in her life for a few ecstasy-filled moments. She devours both guys like a starving deviant before letting them dick-matize her mercilessly.
After an intense and enlightening therapy session with her client Oliver Flynn, Dior decides to finally take control of her disillusion with her husband. When he shows her all the security recordings of her fucking other men in their home, she doesn’t crumble. Instead, she reveals her true self to him in a viscerally therapeutic fuck session with Manuel Ferrara. This is a cucking fantasy weaved expertly into a narrative. Blue, bound and gagged to a chair, is forced to watch the footage of Dior fucking other men while she lets Ferrara fuck her to pieces in front of him. Ferrara takes full advantage of Dior’s whorishness, hammering her mouth, pussy and asshole while a shocked Blue sits by helplessly.
Kayden Kross continues her ascension into the stratosphere of elite directors with what is arguably the most ambitious project of her directing career. She asks Dior to elevate herself to heights previously unachieved, and the starlet rises to the challenge. The supporting cast fills their role perfectly as well. The look and sound of the film are equally impressive as perfect lighting permeates every aspect of the movie, conveying proper mood and tone from opening credits to close. This is upper-echelon porn.
Psychosexual follows a young woman (Gianna Dior) across the span of a decade as she grapples with her sexual compulsions and the damage it wreaks on her relationships. After her behavior catalyzes a devastating loss in the days before she turns eighteen, Gianna turns inward and channels her energy toward living the boxed life she'd always mocked, marrying early and pursuing a conventional career as a sex therapist. We meet her again as she emerges a woman as educated and accomplished as she is stunning, but her outward success masks the failings of her withering marriage, her risky and illicit sex life, and the sometimes-inappropriate sessions she leads with her clients. As if still floating on the momentum it took to fling herself off a cliff, Gianna hovers in a numbing daze of caffeine, power bars, work, and afterhours sex until finally the f-rce of gravity pulls her down on the morning her husband discovers a condom left in the toilet. To the day, it is exactly ten years since her last crash, and once again Gianna finds herself alone on the rocks. This time she resolves to pick up the pieces and find a way to rearrange them so that who she is will finally fit with the relationships she has.
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