The Webcam Anthology: Diana Devlin, They Called Her 'The Terminator'

Today marks the debut of a new column curated by yours truly. After all, in this blog, I am the expert on the ground—or, as Miss Jewel puts it, the 'lab rat.' While Al and Lisa are the authorities and Jewel is the wild card, I represent that mass of people who actively 'consume' adult entertainment.
I have two passions: satire and camgirls. So I asked myself... why not create a satirical space dedicated to the many performers I’ve met online?
Some of the dialogues or events I’ll recount are real; others are 'fictionalized' or 'loosely based' on my live sessions. This way, I don't invade the privacy of these girls. Instead, I’ll deliver real reviews, but with a twist. Important note: The target of the satire—the one we laugh at—is always me. The girls, on the other hand, are highlighted as they deserve, with total respect for what is one of the most complex jobs I know.

    

DianaDevlin

DianaDevlin could easily be your classic cover model, with a physique that overflows with abundance and desire. Yet, in certain images, she gives off that reassuring "girl next door" vibe. I get it—you might look at her and ask where I live. My answer? There’s no law saying your neighbor can’t have tits as massive as Diana’s.
But wherever she actually lives, once that camera turns on, she transforms into a DIY pornstar of terrifying ferocity. She was a pioneer of the fuck machine on Livejasmin: watching that mechanized dildo penetrate her at insane speeds gives me an image of sex that is real, raw, almost violent. Diana is a cyclone. She doesn’t even wait for user tips; she deploys an endless arsenal of toys—including a torso-toy she rides with impressive realism—and launches into non-stop double penetrations and deepthroats.
Watching her VIP show inevitably leads to jizzing. No words needed. You just watch her flesh interacting with the machines: a Webcam Terminator.

I Wanted to be Superman

Despite the pleasure of being just a spectator, one night I decided to be bold. I was in her VIP Show; Diana was unleashing hell amidst her forest of machines and toys—I swear, she seemed to have Mary Poppins' bag, but filled with dildos and torso-toys. In the final seconds, I clicked the fateful button: "Continue in Private."
I turned on my cam, and she welcomed me with a knowing wink: "We have a superhero! Are you late to the party and haven't cum yet, or is once just not enough for you?" I answered honestly that I was still... waiting. And she, with disarming bluntness, challenged me: "Come on, be a good boy... but if you can hold out, you're doing me a favor, you know..."
Well, I confess: the great Michele, the veteran of a thousand battles, failed miserably. Under the strikes of that cyclone, I shot my load in two minutes flat. Like a true professional, she smiled: "It’s fine... it doesn’t matter how long you take, it matters how intense it is."

The Lois Lane of Hardcore

After that private session, I asked myself a few questions. If a camgirl’s goal is to get a user into 'Private,' isn't all that fury in the public show counterproductive? How many actually 'survive' Diana’s VIP shows? But I answered my own question: just look at her massive viewership. And if there’s some "Rocco Siffredi" of the cam world out there, or someone like me who thinks he’s Superman only to reveal himself as Robin’s nerd brother, she’s more than happy to 'terminate' him in private.
I wonder if, behind closed doors, Diana lives sex this way. Looking closely at her "girl next door" face—which, sadly, isn't my door—she reminded me incredibly of Margot Kidder from Superman. I thought to myself: "If Diana has a boyfriend, he’s either the luckiest man on earth or he’s already passed on to a better life." In fact, her man would have to be Superman to handle her... that’s why Lois Lane came to mind! Diana is the version of Lois Lane with bigger tits and an erotic charge that would make even the Man of Steel crumble.

The Moral of the Story

Guys, never be ashamed if a model "takes you down" in record time. In that private session with Diana, I learned that duration is a commercial matter, but intensity is a matter of honesty. "Short but intense" can be your mantra. Use your time wisely.
Admitting your "failure" in front of a world-class performer like her creates an immediate bond. That little exchange allowed me to discover that behind the fuck machine was an intelligent woman, aware of her power and fiercely authentic.
If you find your own Lois Lane of hardcore, don’t try to be Superman if you don’t have the strength: enjoy the flight, even if it only lasts two minutes. And if you decide to truly challenge her... well, make sure you have some superpowers in reserve!
And if you don't believe my words, see DianaDevlin with your own eyes on our new page, The Webcam Anthology.