Country Girl (1967)

Posted by adultload on Feb 2, 2021 in Classic Erotic, Films, Vintage | 0 comments

Year: 1967
Country: USA
Genre: Erotic
Quality: WEBRip
Language: Original

Director: Bobby Davis
Studio: Carl Carter Productions, Something Weird Video

Starring: Marie Campbell, Royce Epps, Robert Gladney, Tommy Ruble, Sue Senett, Ruth Staford, Jean Wilson
Description: Though Grace Kelly won the Oscar, Bing Crosby gives the performance of his career as a man drowning in self-pity in this Clifford Odets drama which… Oh… Wait…. Hold it…. Wrong Country Girl.
This Country Girl is a totally different matter. “Let’s see where it’s at when a City Girl meets a Country Girl!” says the narrator of this raw regional raunch during one of his friendly intrusions into the narrative flow. And we certainly do see “where it’s at”– which is usually focused at the crotch level!
Country Girl Marie (MARIE CAMPBELL) and her “ol’ man,” Everett, run a fishing camp somewhere out in the sticks. City Girl Angie (JEAN WILSON) and her hubby Fred (TOMMY RUBLE) go on a fishing trip out in the sticks. Sittin’ round a campfire guzzling booze and cracking dirty, the foursome get acquainted real fast.
Angie, accompanying herself ineptly on guitar, warbles a ballad called “Pondering Thoughts of a Girl” (an original song composed by Ruble for the film!) while Marie jiggles her ample titties in Fred’s face, and Everett ogles Angie. When the song is over, the two gals Go-Go dance, masturbating with and blowing the booze bottles. Then they swap and swear they’ve never been fucked so goo-ood.
Elsewhere, Honey Bee and Ruthie, two more Country Girls, bury their muzzles in each other’s snatch. Later on, Honey Bee’s “ol’ man,” Josh, who regularly diddles Marie on the sly, promises to spank his wife’s country ass with his boat paddle when he catches her rubbing her hot hooters against Fred’s fishin’ pole.
Meanwhile, City Girl Angie and Country Girl Marie lock pussies in the woods and like it so much they plan to do it again real soon…
Not much fishin’ gets done, but they do manage plenty of muff diving. The copious sex scenes are bodacious by softcore standards, and Jean Wilson is as hot a minx as you’re likely to cum across in a sexploitation flick. Non-urban deviates will like this one, for sure.
And besides, who wants to see Bing Crosby naked?