A Year of Romantic Porn


Hope that you all had a Perfect Christmas, in spite of cyclone Dirk which reached deep over the continent with somehow milder, dispersed currents where I live. The last weekend of 2013 calls for a retrospective post. Before delving down the memory lane, I feel like publishing a Christmas message that I received from a very fine Gentleman earlier this week.

The joy of the Holidays would not be complete, if I didn’t send a Christmas Rhyme to a beautiful, leggy charm that is sweet…..it’s you Doris. May you & your loved ones have a wonderful Holiday season and thank you for always taking the time to respond.

Sugar plums and more
Your updates fans adore
Scrumptious legs and thighs
Enough to capture Santa’s Eyes
Your naughty ways are no surprise

Even caused Santa get a rise
So hang the mistletoe up high
Be good, make sure not to cry
Time for me to wrap this up and say bye
Do Keep an eye out for Rudolph when he flies

Last weekend I wrote here, in the Joys of Christmas, about me drawing near the 50 horizon. I don’t know about others, but my aunties were terrified by the prospect of this digit (as in years old) and I’m doing my best not to be. What I can’t do is surprising myself. Therefore, whenever I get the above kind of mails, my labia get wet (just a little bit), I chuckle and the bunny in me says (at least for that moment) that what counts is feeling awesome in my birthday suit. Thank you J. for this wonderful rhyming surprise!

Going Hard Core in Retrospective

It’s not a secret that I feel better naked, have written about this here and there but, mostly, I love getting naked in front of the camera. It may have something to do with those haunting prefixes. How about playing in hard core videos? Is this what I really love to do? Or is it just a cordial workout to comfort my man’s fantasies, to patch the monthly livelihood, to give a cheerful hand to unknown Gentlemen who wish to see my pussy penetrated, my mouth creamed and my clit orgasmed. I still balance the pros and cons of what I like to call romantic porn. I’m fully aware of the male instinct — this is what moves me out of my comfort zone.

My first public move took place in early January this year.

Did I dream to play in porn movies? To give a blow job in front of a camera and then, hours later, to watch the scene on a website? Did I ever consider this to be a romantic achievement, a lovely act of give-and-take, a moment of much pleasure and excitement?

Not in my dreams and not in my young years. Although they circulated unfounded rumors about me doing porn in college — these only made me consider the scandalous matter in social silence, discuss it with my hubby, but never liked it actually.

Still, it happened to me, this Monday!

But, shortly before shooting these films, something else took place in my heart and head, after he delivered me to the orgasmic lands: it happened that I really wanted to be filmed playing with myself and blowing him and swallowing his sperm.

I didn’t know that this will happen to me, but it did.

http://www.dorisdawn.com/did-it-happen-to-you-yes-this-monday/

 

The decision to break the ice came on a whim, while strolling along the broomed snow on a sunny day, almost one year ago. Putting your most intimate minutes online for preview and sale is not an easy decision. Whims come and go, while the inner tumult remains. The exquisite part of this hobby-job is when your loved one flies your body and mind over to ecstatic flows of orgasm — you can’t get that sort of satisfaction in any other job (if you know one, please tell me 🙂 ).

In my other life, January marked the Prom Ball of my second daughter.

February came as a logical succession of January: me in more amateur hard core home porn (darn long combination of suspect keywords). It dawned on me that I can enjoy the romantic touch of his tongue to the fullest, regardless if we’re in private under the sheets or if the camera is recording. Supposing that he knows how to give me confidence, I always blame him…

Chilly March had me playing in two of the cutest hard core videos: Doris in Red and Black and Nothing, Over the Pink. March is also the month of another publicly expressed epiphany: I feel better naked!

Milder April finally addressed my longing for the outdoors. I reconquered my garden in the nude, dancing, stripping and even giving my first outdoor blowjob, all natural, under the neighbor’s windows. Still, my personal erotic sites proved to be not enough for this mom & pop business model. Following good advice, I submitted a few photos to Southern Charms and I was accepted. I’m impressed with their professionalism and quality of service. If you haven’t so far, you may see me there under this new domain: DorisDawn.eu

In my other life, my second daughter says farewell to gymnasium.

Monsoonic May recorded — immediately after the launch of my new Southern Charm site — the first panties postage of my life. Really, I never envisaged being politely asked to send this, or that, pair of panties from this, or that, photo shooting. But, as orgasming publicly just happened to me, posting my panties occurred as well…

June had me (almost) out of control 🙂 I’ve suggested hubby to buy another camera — conscious that we either need to find a cameraman or taking two simultaneous cadres from two static angles (with a remote). I’m not ready for a cameraman other than my husband. And I won’t be in the foreseeable future. The top June hard cores were “The Garden Job” and “Orgasmik Doris.” What I love most, however, is “Midsummer at Midnight” — a soft core dare dancing in the backyard, filmed in night vision, so I’m… green!

July came hot as usual. What I particularly love about summer is frolicking without panties and sleeping naked. Played in my first foot fetish video – on demand. In my other life, my second daughter was admitted to the faculty of medicine.

August brought more freedom to mom and pop with our first one taking the month out for a summer scholarship, our second one diligently going to her summer job and our twins leaving for summer camps and such. Happy home alone parents can do many things with two cameras from two different angles. And they did!

In my other life, it was this August when I celebrated my Silver Wedding, together with my crazy hubby, naturally. Could you believe that a married couple has the nerve to dance in erotic scenes at their Silver Wedding? Neither did I. A highlight of that festive day was me fitting inside my bridal gown from 1988. 😀 A down point was the surprise present that hubby gave me: a we-vibe machine which costed way too much compared to the sensations it offers, or lack thereof.

September had me do more videos, custom or at my ease, with the advantage that they were soft core. Unlike October and November, which mixed soft core with hard core in unexpected ways. December, on the other hand, proved to be the softest and cutest month: I danced, I decorated, I sat on his face — well that was a little hard, just a tiny bit.

Summing it up, my 2013 hard core year wasn’t bad at all and I’m very grateful for this. I thank you, the reader and watcher of my ravings and playings. I thank my hubby for taking care of me and — in spite of his hard core inclinations — because he’s the most cuddly and lovely man in the world. I also thank and pray for a way around hard coring in some more or less distant future. Yes, not an easy shot on this scene. This is not about what I dislike (I don’t do things that give me no amount of satisfaction) but about what I love doing for myself and what I gotta do for others. It is the distinction between happiness and entertainment.

A resolution for more happiness through 2014 will be making more erotic dancing videos, especially retro ones. Yet I’m well aware what kind of entertainment sells best — this means that I won’t quit playing in hard core anytime soon. After all, it boils down to what you wish to watch more. See? I’m all ears! Write me and tell me. 🙂

Now let’s talk about my…

Resolutions and motivations for 2014

Hard core porn between husband and wife is limited to a certain range of positions, actions or situations. Sooner or later, all of these will be covered and combined in our preceding, present and future videos. Provided the crazy (not to say rich) imagination of my man, certain positions, actions or situations could (and should) be reloaded in fresh new scenes. This may work until I’ll get bored of them. And when I get bored there’s a problem: I can’t publish a dull video; I won’t perform as the tired nine-to-five erotic model doing the jobs while dreaming of retirement. No way! I wish to live the thrill as I get naked in front of you, I wish to stimulate and inspire you with my little films.

There’s one thing, and what a thing!, giving us a way around the biological borders. It’s the music! One very good advice, that caught me quite some during the recent months, is tap dancing. The admirable friend who talked me into “Stepptanz” (or tap dance) has taken quite some time to guide me in this direction and I made tap dancing (nude, mind you!) a top resolution for 2014. I still need more exercise, and tap shoes (facepalm) that have to sound adequately. The logistic goes further to finding Public Domain (or Creative Commons) licensed music on which I could perform, and then comes the training, day in, day out… This makes tap dancing a bit of a long shot – wish that time will prove me wrong sooner than I expect. But tomorrow begins today, at least in our minds, and possibly on your screen…

Today I wish to make you part of an experiment. Go google for “classical music striptease” — keep the quotes in the search term please, you’ll need the exact phrase! Now study the results. Not much of a frenzy on the web about this combination, is it? Erotic dancing is a common place on modern or exotic music. However, we all know that Europe had her sexy moments centuries and millennia before Moulin Rouge. Wondering what music played in the background as the sumptuous ladies undressed in front of the noble men? What tunes played the middle classes, and even the fellow peasants, going along with nuptial dances? Was this a territory reserved solely to witches and gypsies? Maybe, if you believe the official statements. I don’t. I’m pretty sure than then, like now, men were captivated by our curves and gracious moves. Men who mastered the art of painting created timeless works of art depicting nudity, love and lovemaking. How about men that mastered the art of sound?

The experiment I’m proposing you here is called “Venetian Blinds” and was filmed by Don in November. I slowly moved, and undressed, in front of a white wall, in the shadowing strips that could hardly hold the sunshine. The soundtrack is a Sonata by Franz Schubert, interpreted by Paul Pitman and generously available under a Public Domain copyright free license. Two centuries apart, we keep craving for the romance… 🙂

In the free area of my site I present you the implicit Youtube excerpt of “Venetian Blinds” while in the members’ area, amongst the Goodies, you may watch the entire explicit video. I’m eager to hear what you think about this little erotic experiment.

Regarding the graphic resolutions for 2014: more static positions, more crazy ideas and no makeup (other than a touch of lipstick or maybe an eye contour, occasionally) will bring me to your screen, in my birthday suit. The New Year wallpapers below have some lace gloves and those August butterfly bikinis, if you forgot about them.

Wish you a very Happy Nude Year!

Doris Dawn: snowflakes, squatting nude before the camera, 1080x1920 pixel wallpaper.

Doris Dawn: snowflakes, squatting nude before the camera, 1080×1920 pixel wallpaper.

Doris Dawn: snowflakes, standing nude before the camera, 1080x1920 pixel wallpaper.

Doris Dawn: snowflakes, standing nude before the camera, 1080×1920 pixel wallpaper.

2 thoughts on “A Year of Romantic Porn

  1. I really love your knees a lot, you have beautiful kneecaps when you squat down like that. I am going to go see if there are any other pictures of your knees / with you squatting. Very hot.

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