This is the first POV video I’ve seen where I didn’t feel creepy. Either that means I’m becoming desensitized or it’s shot by a professional. Sad, because I kinda like creepy.
Studio: Voodoo House
Director: Mr. POV
Starring: Lexi Belle, Ashley Fires, Jacky Joy, Aurora Snow, Charlotte Vale, Scarlett Pain
The idea of a POV porn video is that the cameraman (you never see female POV porns, come to think of it; the camera would have to be mounted on her forehead…) is your proxy. I have a feeling you’ll like the choices “Mr. POV” has made for you.
There’s Lexi Belle, Ashley Fires, Jacky Joy, Aurora Snow, Charlotte Vale, and Scarlett Pain, for one thing. The elusive Ms. Fires has only done a handful of boy/girl scenes, and Mr. POV got one of them, mixing uncharacteristically good camera work (for a POV) with a non-representative, almost utter absence of noise from behind the camera. Usually in POVs we hear the john/cameraman/director hyperventilating like a freight train, absolutely delighted that he got someone like Lexi Belle in his hotel room for under $2 grand. Here? Not a peep.
And Mr. POV likes the flesh; no skeletal and/or machine-crafted glamazons here. From Aurora Snow (AVN’s Best New Starlet in 2003, now a curvy woman), he gets a full girlfriend experience. From Scarlett Pain, also a Rob Rotten favorite, our protagonist gets an evil little handjob from the sexy fireplug.
Shot, according to the promotional material, by an “Average Joe” (we’re hoping not Joe the Plumber), “Mr. POV” looks a little too professional for amateir porn tapes, especially when there’s clearly someone else doing the fucking by the last scene. Still, I like “MR. POV”‘s taste.
Buy “Mr. POV” here
Previously on Porn Valley Observed: Getting creepy with Tanner Mayes; Working blue; Necrophilia, “Jaws,” crack whores, and a GFE
See also: Voodoo House
The femalePOV is certainly a rare, rare thing, but like Kevin Costner chasing dryland in Waterworld, it is no myth. I’ve seen it.
Girls Will Be Girls 1, last scene has a belligerent Annette Schwarz ferociously harrassing poor Lorelei Lee’s openings with terrific malice aforethought, and there includes two, too brief, POV sections with director Melissa Lauren and a translucent purple strap-on …. and lemme tell ya Gram my friend, off the scale hawtness. Look at me, years later, talking about it still to anyone that will listen, the latent afterimage still scorched onto my retinas.
I am half-certain that I’ve seen Belladonna do it, but can’t remember exactly when, and I thought I read Bobbi Starr (or maybe her sister Aiden) was gonna use it, but I don’t know if it actually happened.
It is a ridiculous mystery, the limited aspiration of contemporary smut, that such a magnificent perspective is not more commonly employed.
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