Dead Porn Star Of The Day
Dead Porn Star of the Day: Lorissa McComas
By DharmaBum
A former Penthouse pet, fans only recently learned that Ohioan gem Lorissa McComas was dead, as she only recently died. On November 3, 2009, she went to meet her maker after quite an interesting, if all too brief, life. There are no gory, juicy details about her death to be found and reveled in, or a web of words to weave a poetically justified fate for a life of sin and depravity. Instead, her life is another tale of misery, where simple mistakes and conflicts of morality lead to grave consequences for a poor soul's mind and body.
If you've had HBO, Showtime or Cinemax over the past twenty years, you have seen Ms. McComas naked. Primarily a softcore model famed for her idyllic girl next door good looks and silicone 34 DD's tacked on to a five foot five inch lithe frame, Lorissa featured in Playboy, Hustler and Penthouse as a nude model. She made it known that she was not ashamed of her body, and never called what she did "porn," even though hardcore footage of her exists and is easily accessible. She proudly saw herself as an object of sexual desire, a statue of Venus come to life to seduce men and women with a wry smile and a twinkle in her eye.
She began a strip-o-gram business when she was a teenager in Cincinatti, and used the money she saved to move to Los Angeles and pursue a film career. She did what pleased her to make money, be that posing in the nude for photographers or for directors, and formed several strong bonds with her fellow actresses, including fellow Skinemax staple actress Nikki Fritz, whose tits played a pivotal role in the movie "Go" back at the turn of the century.
Eventually, Lorissa married, and somewhere along the lines, her psyche began to weaken with the birth of her child. Given McComas' reputation, and the explicit acts featured on her private, members only website, the United States government took it upon itself to deem McComas an unfit mother. Spending years fighting to keep the custody of the human being she gave birth to took its toll on her, and eventually, she entered a deep depression. She stayed locked in a room, and would not answer her phone, see another person or eat for days at a time. During this time, her brother was diagnosed with full blown AIDS, and her mother died a slow and painful death caused by several types of cancer. Her father then took it upon himself to end his own life.
Lorissa snapped. She refused to acknowledge the reality of the situation, or believe that her parents were dead. She created a fantasy where she believed she was being held against her will on a reality television show, and that the producers were being intentionally cruel to her to make her cry and increase their ratings. This woman spent three days in a mental hospital before being released to her husband, who helped her recover, even as their child was taken away from them.
During this time, Lorissa took in a younger friend who was down on her luck, but our tragic heroine was kind to a fault. While appealing to the courts to get their child returned to them, this young woman grew sour on her friendship with McComas, and tried to extort her benefactors for a large sum of money. This woman was threatening to testify that Lorissa was making pornographic movies in her own home, and had even performed while her child was in the same room. Lorissa refused to pay her blackmailer, after which, she was ganged up on and physically beaten by this former friend and several accomplices. After this, the trail goes cold. Lorissa shut out the world again, gave up seeking custody of her child, stopped working or updating her website, and disappeared beyond a veil into mystery.
To the world, and to herself, Lorissa McComas was nothing but a hundred and five pounds of flesh, at best a fragile thing of beauty to admire from a safe distance. On her website, she wrote a brief autobiography, detailing in pithy and light hearted script her successes, and the story of a beautiful young woman whose God given gifts earned her a path from Ohio to the hills of Los Angeles.
Below her tale of hope turned fame and fortune on Lorissa' website, a different author's single, elegant line ended her story with dignity:
"On November 3rd, 2009, Lorissa McComas passed away."
We should all be so lucky to be remembered so simply.
Dead Porn Star of the Day: Julie Robbins
By DharmaBum
Julie Robbins was a young, spunky southern belle from North Carolina, popular for letting men put out cigarettes on her tongue mid-coitus and obediently honoring sudden commands to immediately defecate regardless of how appropriate it might have been as far as time and place are concerned. Needless to say, she was into some pretty gonzo sex, and the more men treated her like a punching bag with a couple of penetrable cavities, the more she reluctantly consented to getting paid massive sums of money for enduring humiliating physical abuse. Many a time did this sweet angel projectile vomit from her gag reflux desperately triggering to save her life, and that money was appropriated to support herself and her little girl.
As noble as lowering one's self to the bottom most depths of human behavior to ensure a child's prosperity may be, becoming pregnant was a strategic move from young Ms. Robbins. Porn stars who can lactate are a sadly rare phenomenon, and so she filled a niche as many men filled hers - not that her daughter could complain about the invaders encroaching on her real estate at the time.
While visiting home in 2005, Julie fell asleep at the wheel for some reason. Her car hit a telephone pole and burst into flames with her trapped inside in front of many witnesses. Try as they might to retrieve Julie from the car, the flames were just too hot for anyone to approach the vehicle to render support, and the poor woman received almost indescribable burns over 95% of her body. I say almost indescribable because I can say her entire skull resembled beef jerky sloppily glued to a dia de los muertos celebratory treat with a proper amount of confidence in the authority of that statement. She received first aid at the scene once fire fighters arrived, and was alive for over an hour after she arrived at the local hospital's burn ward. Her final moments were extremely peaceful, as the morphine administered to kill her pain slowly stopped her heart.
Dead Porn Star of the Day: Anna Malle
By DharmaBum
Today's dead porn star is Anna Malle, a Cherokee vixen originally from the midwest who established what all biker queens are going for in looks, behavior and attitude. Passionate about promoting the married swinger lifestyle on HBO specials as well as from the grassroots, Anna was an established character in the industry for years in her own right, but also through her contacts with people like Ron Jeremy and bosom buddy and world renowned sexpert Nina Hartley.
Anna was fiercely bisexual, and received her alias from her aggressive and savage enthusiasm towards sex with large numbers of partners. She also had a knack for bedroom banter, and her playful nature sometimes got her in trouble. In one scene wherein she and fellow actress Jill Kelly were enjoying a strap-on anally, Anna remarked, "You can fuck it, but you can't eat it." Immediately realizing that she meant to taunt Ms. Kelly for her lack of gusto with the device, she quickly corrected herself, complimenting Jill's skillful analingus, and criticizing her awkward thrusts, thus inspiring Jill to go much faster and harder, which obviously caused Anna physical pain. It was really funny, but it might be one of those things where you had to be there.
She was nearly decapitated and died from massive internal bleeding in a ditch after a car accident due to a dangerous strip of road outside Las Vegas. Rumors have been spread that Anna was driving buzzed and that may have contributed to the accident, but nothing unbecoming of a lady has ultimately been confirmed, and nothing should be suspected - many other people have had fatal car accidents in the same area that she met her slow, painful, horrible end. She is survived by her husband, who has carried on her spirit of polyamory and still contributes to the porn industry. May she rest in peace.
Dead Porn Star of the Day: Eva Lux
By DharmaBum
She posed for fetish and bondage photographers on many occasions, and was a distinct and immediately recognizable model due to her Basque features and distinctive tattoos and piercings. As difficult as it is to dig for personal information on this woman, one of her tattoos might explain why. A tattoo on the back of her left leg matches an illumanitus seal. She did run a blog before her unfortunate demise, titled "Diary of a Pleasure Activist," wherein she wrote about philosophy, religion and the quirks of her day, but seemingly never about her direct interaction with the pornography industry. Regardless, there could be few people more deserving of the title of "pleasure activist" than her, as she had been a featured performer in the very weird film, "Lesbian Bukkake."
For those unfamiliar with the term, "bukkake" is a Japanese male bonding exercise. Soldiers, and now business men, gather together in a group to masturbate on a hapless female, and they believed the mixture of the fluids would somehow bond them together and make them more loyal to each other. Obviously, lesbians do not have any semen to shoot, and so Eva was one of many women in the film to fake an explosive orgasm. Essentially, she and many others masturbated over a young woman until they could lay a piss bomb on their poor victim's face, who would be obliged to coo thankfully as she awaited the next torment.
After shooting a brief scene with legendary porn star and former girlfriend of Kelsey Grammar, Angelica Sin, Eva went to her downtown loft in Los Angeles to relax with some friends. Unknown to her family members or fans, Eva's method of relaxation involved a spoon, a lighter and a syringe. Having overdosed on heroin, an anonymous friend drove her to a local ER and kicked her body out onto the curb. Doctors at the hospital saved her life, but sadly, Eva was left comatose. Whether she would have woken up on her own if left to professional medical care is a subject of some curiosity and debate, but regardless of what ifs and who thens, her family decided to immediately remove her from life support.
Today's dead porn star 11/22/08: Nozomi Momoi
By DharmaBum
It is hard for outsiders to accept other cultures, for many reasons. One hundred years ago, what American would think eating raw fish would be a fun thing to do? Or that watching cartoons with very mature themes would be as entertaining as anything showing right now at the local cinema? Japan's very foreign culture is different from ours in many ways, and often these differences that define our distinct civilizations are something to be celebrated, shared and respected.
For example, the national age of sexual consent is thirteen years old in Japan. The younger a lady looks and acts, the more it is generally agreed that she is attractive. Large, curious eyes, a shy smile and a high pitched voice are all seductive traits in Japan. So if you're a young lady in glorious Nippon and you're about done with Pokemon, but you haven't had your first period yet, jackpot, you will make a young California roll salesman into the luckiest man in the world.
At the wizened, decrepit old age of 24, Nozomi Momoi was having trouble keeping her girlish good looks, which are very necessary for finding work in Japan's youth fetish industry. She would put her hair in pig tails, wear school girl uniforms, squeak out girlish giggles and act like every penis she ever saw was as scary as the very first one. Growing too old to continue in pornography, she decided she would like to become a stage actress and settle down with someone. Sometimes porn stars make the transition to public life with dignity, grace and success, and sometimes their former occupation drives their new lover insane.
Unfortunately for Momoi-chan, her fate lied with the latter. Unable to calm his grief that the woman he loved was on film performing shameful, unspeakable acts, Nozomi's boyfriend drove the two of them into the woods where he convinced her that they should kill themselves. He decided that she should go first, and stabbed Nozomi in the arm pit. The sudden pain jarred her, and she tried to flee the car. She only got a few feet before her lover caught up with her, and stabbed her five more times in the back, between her pelvis and stomach. While she lay there, bleeding and crying, the man covered her with gasoline and set her on fire. Overcome with sorrow, he sat in his car for a while, pondering whether or not to return to his life as normal. His decision: use the remaining gasoline to join his lover.
The warped, charred bundle of remains left behind was unidentifiable for some time.
Dead Porn Star of the Day 11/12/2008: Holly Landers
By DharmaBum
Born Veronica Browning, Holly Landers was made of exactly what has kept Portugal in existence for centuries: peaceful interbreeding with the Spanish. As a result, this lovely lady had a distinct accent and distinguished western European features, including a classic va-va-va-voom Marilyn Monroe-like figure.
More of a straight up prostitute than a porn star, Holly was one of Howard Stern's favorite girls. She could often be found cavorting naked through his studio during air time, testing out experimental sex toys or slathering Hank the Drunken Midget, God rest his soul, with butter cream frosting before licking it off for money between 80s sitcom trivia questions. She performed in only twenty hardcore pornographic films before retiring from the private screen to work at the world famous Moonlight Bunny Ranch. It was there that she learned her true passion: "playing the violin to terminally ill orphans." And by that I mean, "having sex with many strangers every night for thousands of dollars per ten to fifteen minute session."
It is often found that many porn starlets who died young were victims of their chosen profession, and indeed, no matter how regulated, prostitution isn't exactly the safest profession. Both life courses seem to attract naive young women who trust the wrong people, or hate themselves for whatever reason, or are prone to developing a harsh addiction. Drug overdoses are the norm, as well as getting beaten to death by a psychotic boyfriend, or just not having anyone there to help after a freak accident. But despite whatever her vices may have been, Holly's death was absolutely not her fault.
On New Year's Day, 2003, Holly was struck by a drunk driver in Costa Rica. She died immediately, was cremated in a private ceremony, and her remains were scattered at sea. Much like Chris Farley, after her death, films featuring her continued to be released, most famously Monsterfacials.com: The Movie, wherein she received a Cincinnati bowtie and ended the scene with an unintentional strawberry shortcake, as she was bleeding from when she accidentally smacked her nose on the camera as she was standing up earlier in the scene. Was it a proper final testament to Holly's short life? Regardless of the answer, it was no doubt how many will remember her.
11/11/2008: Kim Kitaine
By DharmaBum
It is good to have a reminder of typical mistakes average people make, that otherwise we should think ourselves above common folly. A kid moves to California because weed is essentially legalized - and then their seller gets them addicted to cocaine or heroin. A young woman wants to be a big time actress because she was the prettiest thing her village had ever seen in High School, and then she gets knocked up and abandoned to a shady telemarketing gig her first year in Chicago. A bored house wife meets a new lover on an online social networking site, grabs the kids and abandons her husband to start a new life - only to find that she has no skills and not enough wealth to retire properly once the child support checks stops coming in.
These stories are told all the time, but perhaps they have more impact when they happen to people we know and love. It's amazing what having a face to go along with a sad tale can teach that an anonymous parable can't. What about the story of a small town girl who wants to make it rich any way she can, no matter what she has to sacrifice as far as human dignity along the way? So it goes for a gorgeous woman whose name was Kim Kitaine.
Kim Kitaine was, by all accounts, an all American porn star. Blond, blue eyes, fake breasts, vapid personality, a pain killer addiction, and a death before reaching the age of thirty. She is perhaps most notable, with all due respect, for how typical her story is. She grew up in a small town in Pennsylvania, and was raised in a strict, religious household by both of her parents. Her father is a state trooper who has served with dignity for thirty-five years. Kim did not take after him, and wanted to sew her wild oats. She became a stripper right after her eighteenth birthday, and having moved to New York, was quickly noticed by industry talent.
Like many now well known starlets whose innards one can readily view through a hole in their underwear within five seconds of a google image search, Kim's first hardcore scene was with the Highlander of the adult film industry, Ron Jeremy. After a few steady gigs, she took a break and spent her hard earned cash for a few years, and then returned to turn out hit after pornographic hit. Most notably, she was famed for dressing as nurses in films like Trailer Trash Nurses and Nightshift Nurses, and for headlining as the lesbian grand daughter of Kay Parker's character in Taboo 16.
Taboo is a series that began in the 1970s, that featured a lot of high drama and an almost horror movie like atmosphere. The storyline of the original film had to do with Kay Parker's character's husband leaving his wife due to some vague disappointment, and in the woman's loneliness, she chooses to seduce her son while he's asleep. This causes copious amounts of stress in the lives of everyone involved, and a deep sense of betrayal brews between the mother and son when they each find out that they've been with other lovers. Subsequent films in the series continued the story and dramatic tone of the incestuous families, introducing curious cousins and creepy uncles. Kim Kitaine's character seduced her younger sister and aunt in a sizzling threeway for which she gained much critical acclaim. Despite incest films often being panned for the performers not actually being related, Taboo 16 landed her future roles in popular series titles like Cum Bath Bitches, Anal Bad Girls and Almost Virgins, which ironically enough, was her 200th film.
It was long rumored the Kim suffered from multiple sclerosis, an affliction that can cause horrible pain, and can freeze and cripple muscles for long periods of time. Several well known and respected television personalities suffer from this terrible disorder, including Fox News' own Janice Dean, the weather machine, and Neil Cavuto, the giant headed oil baron apologisto. Some are able to deal with this terrible diagnosis with more dignity than others, and indeed, Kim fought her MS as best she could.
One quiet April Fool's Day morning at a Holiday Inn in Tulsa, tragedy struck. Unable to help herself as a muscle in her leg spasmed and gave out due to her condition, Kim fell backwards while standing in the shower. The wash rag she was using clogged the drain of the tub she was standing in, and unable to lift herself up while seizing, Kim drowned as the water from the shower slowly filled the tub. Her body was found by the hotel management two days later.
It is inconceivable how uncomfortable her death must have been. The MS setting her body on fire, and the long struggle with the inability to breathe as the water crept higher and higher, all while she was very much conscious. And then the indignity of being found days later as a bloated, waterlogged corpse by total strangers who were only checking on her out of professional courtesy. Truly, a tragedy.
She was on no pain killers or drugs. She was not an alcoholic. Kim Katraine was just a beautiful, physically sick woman who died because she was alone.
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