The Art of Female Orgasm HD 2015/16

You all know how I feel about Bobbi. She's pretty much my hero now, and I am a total fangirl, so everything she does makes me happy. She could literally brush her teeth for 30 minutes and I'd be rapt, so her ultra-slow strip tease while she catches us up on her sex life is obviously a special kind of heaven. "I like feeling good," she says, and I'm sure I've never heard anything more profound.

I love the way this video opens, with Kelann, naked and oh so relaxed, splayed out amongst the dishevelled piles of her cast-off clothing. It's such a free feeling, supported by the long soft length of the bed, all the time in the world, open to pleasure and to any possibility. Kelann has everything she needs, and knows how to make the best of it all. It's moments like this that make life worth living.

"Light breaks on secret lots,
On tips of thought where thoughts smell in the rain;
When logics dies,
The secret of the soil grows through the eye,
And blood jumps in the sun." - Dylan Thomas

Indiana's plunging right back into the hypnotizing sway of her rhythm, neither fast nor slow, as if her first orgasm never happened. How sweet this would be, just to live in this space of consistent motion. And just every so often, an orgasm sweeps over you like a gentle wave, giving you stillness - just for that perfect moment.

Oooh, Angelika. Every time I see her I get a feeling like I have a secret, but I guess knowing how much she likes this isn't a secret after all. No, Angelika will tell you - tell you everything, in great, explicit detail. Then she'll tell you again. And in case you didn't understand - just watch and see. Communication is one of Angelika's superpowers.

Isabelle's red nail polish is so sexy to me, bright and bold emphasizing the plunge of her fingertips into hersef, again and again. I love watching the way her muscles contract, her flush rising, her mouth opening in that silent call for release. And I love the end of this video, sweet quiet moments, all close up.

I adore the generous pace of the editing here, giving us time to spend with Joyy in the shower. For me, all the non-sexual stuff adds so much eroticism. I love the immersion, the space. I love watching Joyy, naked, brushing her teeth, washing her body. The patient discovery of her arousal makes its resolution even more satisfying.

These moments are riveting, filling the studio with Sylvia's arousal - a slow burn, like a fire that stays lit with dim, super-hot coals. Hotter than flame, hotter than a bonfire. Steady and consistent, ready to go off with the merest breath of air. Sylvia's heat is intoxicating, building exponentially until it envelops her completely, flushing her whole body, taking her away.

I love when we get diaries and home-mades, when contributors are in their own spaces and set up their own camera, leading to subtly different frames and shots. Even the audio feels different. It's the feeling of a holiday, out of the ordinary, charged with mystique - Claire, her sexy pixie-cut, surrounded by plush red velvet. I don't need a guide book to know how to enjoy this.

I'm sure I wasn't the only one wishing Zazi hadn't got her stockings off so fast during the last video - fortunately, the Up Close goddesses are kind, for our wishes are granted. I love that silky stretchy-tight feel of pantyhose with nothing else on, and I love to see Zazi giving herself a moment to play, letting the eroticism of the stockings run over her own fingers as she readies herself for what's to come.

Lou's got a no-nonsense approach to getting the job done - no rush, no preamble, and no pretension. Her attention is held completely, her speed and pressure and focus increasing exponentially as her arousal grows. Tiny quivers set the stage for her climax, a decrescendo which dissolves all her intent into one perfect exhale.

Hyperballad's pulled off on the side of the road to relieve the pressure, and who can blame her? After having your masturbatory fun restricted by scary medical procedures, you'd want to shake it off and get yours, too. Here's to Hyperballad's lady parts remaining full of pleasure, health, and fun, for the rest of time.

There's nothing like a deep scroll into the wild places of tumblr, filling up your eyes and mind and body with the endless hot eroticism of porn gifs. The most lip-biting moments of porn, cut away from the context of a long video, served up on infinite loop. Just that sweet spot, and nothing else - over. And over. And over again.

So much of the power in these moments is concentrated in Joyy's silence. Everything becomes more pronounced in this auditory environment, a kind of exquisite deafness where all you can hear is falling water. Our ears held so, we open our eyes to the details of Joyy - her quivering, tensing thighs, the wide-open intensity of her silent howl, the droplets collected on her body. Stunning.

Skyler's chest and shoulders go pink just from the generous attention she pays to her breasts in these opening moments, which makes me wonder just how much she'll flush as she diverts that attention elsewhere. She won't make it too intense along the way though - Skyler's style is slow and steady. Clearly, the best way to win the race.