Her last interview

Excerpt from the interview that Loni Sanders gave to Erotic X-film Guide, at the time she left the adult scene, in 1985:
Loni Sanders

It has always amazed me that such a little girl, a tiny person like yourself, could take so much cock, either in your pussy or in your mouth.

It took a lot of practice. I had to learn how to relax and take what a man had to give me. It seemed sometimes that I could suck cocks that were bigger than me!

When did you start dicking fordollars?

My hardcore stuff started in 1980, when I met Michael Ranger. I was on a softcore shooting with him, saw his big wienie, and fell in love. But after a while people got sick of seeing just me and Michael together. I was like Bridgette Monet, I’d only have sex scenes with my man. So I had to start fucking other guys, which was fine, of course.

Do you like girls?

Yeah, girls give great head. I never thought about dating women, but as sexual partners they’re real good, real sweet.

Any lady you particularly like?

A girl I did loops with, Jennifer Stewart (Jenny Kim), an Oriental girl with really big, firm breasts. The first time I worked with her, we were doing this thing around a pool. I didn’t really know her that well, and at first I felt a little weird. But she was real cute, and when she took off her bathing suit, when it dropped to her knees, her crotch was wet, and I thought, “God, this is gonna be great.” She was really hot.
When we were finishing the scene in the bedroom, Michael came to pick me up. We were going at it pretty hot and heavy – I looked over, and he was sitting in the hallway watching us. He was so pissed off the whole day: “You were having too much fun!”
Michael and I messed around with her once. She wouldn’t let him screw her when we were together. She just gave him head. It was like courtesy to me – real cute.

Jennifer was your first girl?

No, the first one I had was really horrible. We were making this loop. I didn’t know what to do at all. The director said, “Okay, now go down and eat her pussy.” I made him have her to do it first, because I didn’t know what I was doing at all. I kept hiding the view while I was doing it. I felt so dumb. I was a big dork on that one.

You were afraid to make it with a woman at first?

No, I was pretty hip. I used to talk about it with my boy­friend (...) I never would have done it, but the oppor­tunity presented itself in the business. I do everything at least once. That was fun, so I did it couple of times.

You swing both ways – who gets you off better, boys or girls?

Sex is always good. Guys always seem to be in a rush – they’ve got hard-ons, their dick’s on their mind. Women are more calm about things – less frenzied. Not that I want that all the time. Frenzy is good sometimes.

Can you tell us something about your X-rated me­mories – how were the porn actors?

These guys get laid all the time, so they don’t have that edge on. They take time with what they’re doing. Practice makes perfect. Michael was really good. He was a gentle­man – he’d always run around and open the car door for you. He’d take the girls in the shower after the shooting. Jamie Gillis is a wild man. He’s nasty, a “forbidden sex” guy. I liked him a lot.

Did he tie you up and beat you?

No, we had pretty normal sex – for him. He teased all day long, little things – like he’d pinch my nipple, give me a dirty look, and walk away. Something like that throws you off guard and makes you wonder what’s gonna happen later. When you’re screwing he grabs your ass. He’s rough. He’s arrogant. I couldn’t handle that every day of year, but his attitude makes you want him.
Paul Thomas was kind of funny. He’d eat off of other people’s plates, spoiled-kid kind of stuff. I worked with him once when I had to [menstruate] and I told him before, “Don’t do it hard, please.” When we were shooting he wailed on me. I was so pissed off. He just smiled – “nyah, nyah.” I couldn’t do anything because the film was rolling. He thought it was so funny.
One guy probably thinks I’m a jinx, because he can never come when I’m on the set. What’s his name? He was in 8 to 4 with me. He’d say, “Oh, no, I have to screw you,” and make the cross, like I was Vampira. [Editor’s note: Jesse Adams.]

Are you a fan of X-rated films?

I never watch them. I’ve probably seen two of my own mo­vies, that’s it. I know everybody. I know their little quirks. The thrill of seeing people screw is gone. There’s no mys­tery. It’s embarrassing, almost, to watch people I know do it.
When I was eighteen I saw Alice in wonderland, a soft X-rated thing. I thought it was real cute, and afterwards I made my boyfriend come screw me.

Then you were a hot little teeny-bopper?

My pal, Cindy, and I fooled around with boys a lot. We used to do it out in the park. I’d hide a sleeping bag on the side of her house and pick it up on the way. We didn’t want to do it on the grass. I was real young then. We were wild, I guess. I used to be eager to screw all night. Let’s face it, I’ve done everything now. But when I was first starting out, it was all so cool. I used to pride myself on knowing how to get a guy off.

Figuring out how to get a guy off, was it a big moment?

It’s a pretty powerfull feeling. I used to give handjobs to my boyfriends. The first time one came it was by accident. He dropped his load in a second, and then my parents came home, and he was out the door, and I wondered what the hell happened. “Stuff came out of his thing, yucch.”
I thought dorky stuff like that. (...) I was going with a guy who took me to the houses out in back of the baseball field (...). He wanted me to give him head, and I had no concept of oral sex. He was putting my head on his lap, and he was naked. I had no idea. And when he put his head on my lap, I said, “Ugh, you gotta be kidding! You’re not gonna do that!”

How did you meet your associate, Steven Hirsch?

I was doing a show in Chicago, and Lisa DeLeeuw, who I was supposed to share a room with, had a date that night and informed me that I was out. I said, “But, but, but... I don’t know anybody in Chicago.” “Spend the night with Steven.” “But I don’t know him.”
He and I went out to dinner that night. I told him, “I don’t want to mess around,” cause I was married to Michael. So Steven slept with his pants on – what a little gentleman. That got me. I got home, and all I could think about was Steven. So I packed my stuff, fixed my car, got my clothes dry-cleaned, and left. It’s been wonderful ever since... Well, close to it.

Now that you’re an old, retired, out-to-pasture war­horse, do you miss the glamour and the thrills?

I’m so far removed from “Loni.” [Her real name is Jennifer.] When I was working, I loved screwing all those different guys. You didn’t have to hang out with them, you didn’t even have to know them. They could be your husband for a day. And you never fought. We had the best sex, ‘cause all these guys knew how to do it.
I can’t remember how long it’s been since I had another guy’s wienie inside me – a long time. It’s kind of sad. There are times when you think it’d be hot to screw around, but it wouldn’t be worth ruining a relationship over it.
I miss the freedom of the money. As a porn star you have lots and lots of money all the time. But this is more stable. It’s something I can tell my mom about. You can’t tell her, “Mom, I screwed this guy today and he has the biggest dick!”