How does this compare to the first one?

How does this compare to the first one?

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Less sex, more plot

If you watched it for the MUH BDSM THIS MOVIE GETS ME BECAUSE I AM HATE VANILLA SEX LIKE THE REST OF THE WORLD then you are gonna be dissapointed

if you generally liked the movie you will like the second one

this whole le BDSM handsome man shit was KONY2012 levels of mass scam.

Pretty boring. I watched it for unintentional humor and spanking, but most of it is relationship stuff.

She has a cute tushy.

That creepy boss in Darker was more attractive than Christian desu.

Ok are these movies soft core porno flicks or is it the standard movie sex where you see a bit of tits and maybe a glance of butt cheeks

For all the controversy, their sex is actually pretty tame.

It's softcore porn, you basically see everything except penis and penetration.

A little of column A, a little of column B, but mostly just standard movie sex albeit based around a kink you don't see done that often in mainline movies.

Which is the only reason they're notable, really.

I honestly don't get why anyone thinks this is sexy. I get the BDSM part, but Christian Grey controls literally every aspect of her life, how would anyone be turned on by that?

Some people like the idea of being controlled and not having to bear the burden of making choices
Also complete dominance by a handsome billionaire who loves you and only you setting you up for life
I find it stupid too, but thats my understanding

>dude imagine 9 1/2 weeks but with shitty actors lmao

This. The big sex scene goes only as far as using a blindfold and handcuffs while Christian is set up as this crazy sexual deviant.

The only thing that makes his two steps away from vanilla shit seem like something shocking is that Anastasia is kind of a huge sheltered idiot

B-but she's so innocent but also sexy and smart, and becomes the head of her department approximately two weeks after she started working there.

You'll never understand women.

>tfw downloaded a china rip that edited out the sex scenes

You didn't miss much.

>Suddenly, he sits up and tugs my panties off and throws them on the floor. Pulling off his boxer briefs, his erection springs free. Holy cow… He reaches over to his bedside table and grabs a foil packet, and then he moves between my legs, spreading them farther apart. He kneels up and pulls a condom onto his considerable length. Oh no…Will it? How?
>“Don’t worry,” he breathes, his eyes on mine. “You expand, too.” He leans down, his hands on either side of my head, so he’s hovering over me, staring down into my eyes, his jaw clenched, eyes burning. It’s only now that I register he’s still wearing his shirt.
>“You really want to do this?” he asks softly.
>“Please,” I beg.
>“Pull your knees up,” he orders softly, and I’m quick to obey. “I’m going to fuck you now, Miss Steele,” he murmurs as he positions the head of his erection at the entrance of my sex. “Hard,” he whispers, and he slams into me.
>“Aargh!” I cry as I feel a weird pinching sensation deep inside me as he rips through my virginity. He stills, gazing down at me, his eyes bright with ecstatic triumph.

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Is this Master and Commander: Far Side of the World for women?

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Sounds kinda like my first time, except we were both virgins and I couldn't stay hard because I felt really bad about hurting her so much despite

>“When did you start your period, Anastasia?” he asks out of the blue, gazing down at me.
>“Er…yesterday,” I mumble in my highly aroused state.
>“Good.” He releases me and turns me around. “Hold on to the sink,” he orders, and drags my hips back again, like he did in the playroom, so I’m bending down.
>He reaches between my legs and pulls on the blue string—what?!—and gently takes my tampon out and tosses it into the nearby toilet. Holy fuck. Sweet mother of all…Jeez. And then he’s inside me…ah! Skin against skin…moving slowly at first…easily, testing me, pushing me…oh my. I grip on to the sink, panting, forcing myself back on him, feeling him inside me. Oh, the sweet agony…his hands clasp my hips. He sets a punishing rhythm—in, out, and he reaches around and finds my clitoris, massaging me…oh jeez. I can feel myself quicken.
>“That’s right, baby,” he rasps as he grinds into me, angling his hips, and it’s enough to send me flying, flying high.

>holy cow

>Like your Xbox and stuff?

>“You have such a captivating, sexy ass, Anastasia Steele. What I’d like to do to it.” His hands smooth and shape each of my buttocks, then his fingers glide down, and he slips two fingers inside me.
>“So wet. You never disappoint, Miss Steele,” he whispers, and I hear the wonder in his voice. “Hold tight…this is going to be quick, baby.”
>He grabs my hips and positions himself, and I brace myself for his assault. But he reaches over me and grabs my braid near the end and winds it around his wrist to my nape, holding my head in place. Very slowly he eases into me, pulling my hair at the same time…Oh, the fullness. He eases out of me slowly, and his other hand grabs my hip, holding tight, and then he slams into me, jolting me forward.
>“Hold on, Anastasia!” he shouts through clenched teeth.
>I grip the post harder and push back against him as he continues his merciless onslaught, again and again, his fingers digging into my hip. My arms are aching, my legs feel uncertain, my scalp is getting sore from his tugging my hair…and I can feel a gathering deep inside me. Oh no…and for the first time, I fear my orgasm…if I come…I’ll collapse. Christian continues to move roughly against me, in me, his breathing harsh, moaning, groaning. My body is responding…how? I feel a quickening. But suddenly, Christian stills, slamming really deep.
>“Come on, Ana, give it to me,” he groans, and my name on his lips sends me over the edge as I become all body and spiraling sensation and sweet, sweet release, and then completely and utterly mindless.

>Fifty shades of Grey
>Fifty Shades Darker

Last one of the trilogy should be called "50 Shades of BLACKED"

>“Oh, fuck the paperwork,” he growls. He lunges at me, pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it, he’s got both of my hands in one of his in a viselike grip above my head, and he’s pinning me to the wall using his hips. Holy shit. His other hand grabs my hair and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine. It’s only just not painful. I moan into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. He takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring my mouth. I have never been kissed like this. My tongue tentatively strokes his and joins his in a slow, erotic dance that’s all about touch and sensation, all bump and grind. He brings his hand up to grasp my chin and holds me in place. I’m helpless, my hands pinned, my face held, and his hips restraining me. His erection is against my belly. Oh my…He wants me. Christian Grey, Greek god, wants me, and I want him, here…now, in the elevator.

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This is lame as fuck.

>My inner goddess is thrilled. I can do this. I can fuck him with my mouth. I twirl my tongue around the tip again, and he flexes and raises his hips. His eyes are open now, blistering with heat. His teeth are clenched as he flexes again, and I push him deeper into my mouth, supporting myself on his thighs. I feel his legs tense beneath my hands. He reaches up and grabs my pigtails and starts to really move.
>“Oh baby that feels good,” he murmurs.
>I suck harder, flicking my tongue across the head of his impressive erection. Wrapping my teeth behind my lips, I clamp my mouth around him. His breath hisses between his teeth, and he groans.
>“Jesus. How far can you go?” he whispers.
>I pull him deeper into my mouth so I can feel him at the back of my throat and then to the front again. My tongue swirls around the end. He’s my very own Christian Grey–flavored popsicle. I suck harder and harder, pushing him deeper and deeper, swirling my tongue around and around. I had no idea giving pleasure could be such a turn-on, watching him writhe subtly with carnal longing. My inner goddess is doing the merengue with some salsa moves.
>“Anastasia, I’m going to come in your mouth,” his breathy tone is warning. “If you don’t want me to, stop now.” He thrusts his hips again, his eyes are wide, wary, and filled with salacious need—need for me. Need for my mouth…oh my. His hands are really gripping my hair. I can do this. I push even harder and, in a moment of extraordinary confidence, I bare my teeth. It tips him over the edge. He cries out and stills, and I can feel warm, salty liquid oozing down my throat. I swallow quickly. Ugh…I’m not sure about this. But one look at him, and I don’t care—he’s come apart in the bath because of me. I sit back and watch him, a triumphant, gloating smile tugging at the corners of my lips. His breathing is ragged. Opening his eyes, he glares at me.
>“Don’t you have a gag reflex?” he asks, astonished.

>Born to late to be fucked by the Huns
>Born to early to be fucked by The British Empire
>Born just in time to be fucked by Seattle billionaires

Women want leaders. Women want men to give them commands. Women want real men to mandhandle them. Women want men to dominate them. Oh, and he's a billionaire.

When women give up control, like in BDSM, it means they're no longer responsible for what they do. Someone else is making the decisions. Which is truly what every woman wants, and why white college educated women voted for Trump over Hillary (another sexually aggressive billionaire and alpha-male-of-the-group).

>He’s my very own Christian Grey–flavored popsicle.

LOL women are a meme.

>>“Aargh!” I cry

Hahahahaha.

Wew lad. You know less then nothing about women and it's pretty fucking obvious but I know something about you, you couldn't find a clit if you had a map and a flashlight.

Go back to your cape shit threads man child. You obviously don't like women because they don't like you so just stay away from them and keep your under educated mouth shut.

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A woman wrote Fifty Shades of Grey. Women bought and read Fifty Shades of Grey. It's all about dominance. And it aligns perfectly with the non-fiction book What Do Women Want? by Daniel Bergner.

Straight men don't understand how anybody could be turned on by being powerless in the face of power. Although, there are a lot of Trump fanboys.

And yeah, I can find clits just fine. Women like the whole Ted Bundy/Christian Grey schtick.

It's still garbage, but there are some glimpses of self awareness here and there.

Like at one point he goes "I'm not a dom, I'm a sadist", showing that maybe SnowQueenIceDragon gained some wisdom from the backlash to the piece of shit that was the first movie, but then that doesn't really go anywhere. The movie kinda forgets that he ever had that realization and continues pretending it's a BDSM relationship.

Honestly its just a fantasy. I like the idea of femdom personally, just without all the torture.

Its nice to think of someone you really trust and want to pleasure. But really its just a fantasy, although its likely to be some women's reality.

Any scenes with the main chick gagged or what?

are you a lonely housewife?