Revived on Vol. 113 of Something Weird's Dragon Art Theatre series, A FANTASY FULFILLED is a boring XXX exercise made watchable only by the casting of bosomy (and prominently-nippled) actresses.
It gets off to a sleep-inducing start with an unappealing hairy hero John (beard, plus gobs of hair on his legs and backside) awoken by KUNT radio station, causing him to have some morning sex with unattractive but busty wife Peggy. After sex they shower together and he gets a wet blow job, cueing his second straight money shot -give this anonymous performer some credit.
Their niece Louise shows up, but her baggage was lost at the airport (PORN INTERPRETATION: the production manager on this cheapie couldn't cough up even an overnight bag as prop).
Next scene has our stars' friends Chris (porn stalwart John Keith) and Irene (ultra-busty at 40DD level and anonymous) humping. Typically, Keith gets a blow job, but his humping is strictly softcore (he's incapable of an erection), yet he manages to deliver a money shot in the manner of similarly flaccid John Holmes.
John & Peggy throw a party for six, with third couple consisting of long-haired Bobby and his bosomy redhead wife Frieda. Group's overwritten (in a film which typically stresses improv elsewhere) discussion hits on mate-swapping, with a digression to criticize our hypocritical society in typical condescending porn-fashion. Before you know it they're playing a selection game using car keys rather than Spin the Bottle, and pair off with each other's mates for some heavy sex. Keith gets paired with hostess Peggy and, as usual, she gives him an endless blow job, precluding his need to perform.
Only switch here is redheaded Frieda asking her host for anal sex, a novelty for both of them and he naturally obliges. It's almost comical as her feet wave around to show her orgasmic thrill at giving this kink a go. Fortunately this film is of the "clean feet" variety, a pertinent fact in the world of bargain-basement porn.
Excuse for a plot intrudes when niece Louise comes home early and finds Peggy nude with Chris. She's aghast at this infidelity, even more so when Uncle John readily acknowledges that he knew all about it and was doing the same deed himself.
That night Louise talks to herself, wondering at her prudish reactions and masturbates freely. Next day the boy who she met at the airport shows up (in a poorly directed scene where he's hustled onto the set immediately after aunt & uncle split) and Louise gets it on. His copious money shot mercifully cues THE END.
Film's draw is based on the beautiful breasts of the older trio of women, plus the lean & lithe fresh beauty of the non-actress portraying Louise. She vaguely resembles Cindy Crawford complete with beauty mark, which isn't a bad thing -far better than watching a movie about a gerbil. Her extreme expertise in giving the guy a blow job spoils the "virginal" role, however.
Film's musical track is among the crummiest Muzak displays in memory, tossing in actual pirated hits to boot. Just a partial rundown of the lousy selections: "You Don't Know Me", "For Once in My Life", "An Old Fashioned Love Song", "If You Could Read My Mind", "Don't Sleep in the Subway", "Take Me Home, Country Roads", "Homeward Bound", "Tie a Yellow Ribbon Round the Ole Oak Tree", "San Francisco (Be Sure to Wear Flowers in Your Hair)", "Can't Take My Eyes Off You" and finally Neil Young singing "Sugar Mountain" and Bob Dylan singing "Shelter from the Storm" (a brand-new track when this film was made).
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