Stewardesses from Marc DorcelI just finished watching Marc Dorcel’s most recent release, Stewardesses, and I have to admit that it will not be added to my list of favorites from this French studio. Dorcel revisits a classic fantasy here, relying on the knowledge that some things are just universally hot–like nurses, cheerleaders, and yes, stewardesses. There have been plenty of films that take advantage of the tight uniforms, confined spaces, and the universal fantasy of fucking on a plane. This latest effort from Dorcel makes an attempt at having a storyline, but it is half hearted at best. Two stewardesses tired of their daily routine, Lola Reve and Claire Castel, use their sexy uniforms, stockings, and high heels to seduce powerful businessmen. They’re having sex on planes, in hotel rooms in Ibiza, and in beach side mansions with perfect strangers.

As always, director Hervé Bodilis has created a film that is beautifully shot in high definition and features breathtaking close-ups that leave nothing to the imagination. He would have viewers believe that stewardesses have nothing better to do than indulge in lesbian trysts, have anal sex with perfect strangers, and participate in orgies complete with double penetrations and explosive cumshots. It’s all part of the fantasy, but it’s couched in a relatively chemistry-free film that leaves much to be desired. There is no real soundtrack to speak of, with scenes playing out in near silence at times. With a cast that includes Alexis Crystal, Vanda Lust, Claire Castel, Lola Reve, Mike Angelo and Yanick Shaft, one would imagine Stewardesses would be filled with passionate encounters and steamy scenes. Unfortunately, it just didn’t hit the mark.

The movie opens with Lola Reve getting ready to leave for her next flight. Her boyfriend, Yanick Shaft, chooses that moment for a goodbye quickie. Standing in the kitchen, clad in her uniform with the skirt pushed up around her slim waist, the scene should have been scorching. But with a lack of obvious chemistry between the actors and an almost silent leading lady, the scene turned out to be stiff and decidedly un-sexy. As I mentioned before, the scene is beautiful to look at and offers a bevy of tantalizing close-ups, but the lack of chemistry leaves you wanting more even after the pretty stewardess gets her delicious bottom covered in cum.

Claire Castel makes an appearance in scene two, but only to guide her guests onto the plane, at which time she promptly disappears behind a privacy screen. Alexis Crystal, Vanda Lust, and Mike Angelo are three jet setting friends that join the mile high club in style. Angelo lavishes his ladies with plenty of oral sex and toe sucking that has them moaning and giggling in delight. He also treats them to some anal action in multiple positions with all the up-close camera shots any viewer could ask for. The high flying threesome ends with a well placed vaginal money shot.

Lola Reve returns in scene three, this time for a lesbian tryst with fellow stewardess Claire Castel. Upset about her husband’s infidelity, Castel needs her friend to console her. The two meet in a hotel in Ibiza where Reve begins to console Castel with some good old fashioned lesbian sex. But the ladies’ chemistry is seriously lacking, with Castel even looking bored at times. Reve does her part to spice things up by throwing in unwarranted moans of pleasure from Castel’s lackluster oral ministrations. It’s definitely not what you’d expect from the two leading ladies.

Later the two stewardesses head out to a club where they meet up with some rich friends who spirit them back to a beach side mansion for a night of debauchery. With the addition of Alexis Crystal and Vanda Lust, as well as a couple more throbbing members, the scene turns into a pretty hot orgy, complete with multiple positions, anal sex, and a double penetration for Castel. Top it all off with a warm facial and cum covered tits, and it’s one of the better scenes in the movie.

After a night of orgiastic passion, Castel goes for a swim, to be met at the pool by Mike Angelo and led to the living room for some passionate anal sex. This is my favorite scene in the movie, as Castel and Angelo have an intense chemistry that seems realistic. Angelo is a sucker for cute feet, sucking on Castel’s toes with an urgency that matches his thrusts. Castel seems to be genuinely enjoying her backdoor treatment, moaning in delight with each new position they try. It ends nicely with the two spooning while Angelo leaves his creamy deposit on Castel’s ass.

The final scene also features Castel and Angelo, this time on a private jet. Castel is decked out in her sexy little uniform and manages to keep most of it on during the scene. This scene doesn’t seem to have the same sizzle as the one before it–perhaps the confined space made for an awkward scenario. Angelo once again gains backdoor entry with Castel moaning in pleasure all the while. After a few uncomfortable looking positions, Angelo leaves his load on Castel’s cute backside.

Overall, the movie was beautiful to look at, but lacked the passion and heat that is so prevalent in most of Dorcel’s films. It seemed forced and at times even uncomfortable, which is a major disappointment for anyone used to Dorcel’s usual passion-packed features. Every scene featured actors wearing condoms, as is typical with Dorcel’s work, and did not in any way detract from the sexiness–when, of course, it was present. I’d like to say I’m sorry for the overall negative review I’ve given this movie, but I’m mostly sorry that it failed to meet my expectations based on previous Marc Dorcel films that wowed me with beautiful and exotic locations, moved me with intensely passionate sex scenes, and left me exhausted after an hour of steamy seductions.

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