How My JAV Tastes Evolved in 2022

2022 was a ... peculiar year. Many things have happened, both negative and positive, and I feel I can say that society as a whole has undergone a sudden change; a drastic mutation that has also inevitably affected the way we consume entertainment and our forms of leisure. The element that stands out most, for me as much as I suppose it might be for you, is the way I enjoy JAVs. My tastes in terms of JAVs have always been quite up and down, but--whether by my nature as a reader and video gamer--I have always preferred "a good story" to the mere showcase of boobs and asses in disarray thrown in my face without context or narrative. In short, I was (and still am, of course) a great lover of stories in porn. A unique breed, sometimes mocked and scoffed at, deemed alien and even anomalous by those who favor a more ... uncritical consumption of the medium. I am the one who analyzes the backstory, who anticipates a delicious direction, a studied lighting, a well-thought-out story. It's not just about narrative: I have always seen JAV, and by extension pornography in general, as a real world unto itself. An erotic microcosm in which the star is only one of its many characterizing elements, however the most prominent. Usually, it is quite a bit easier to find a well-curated plot and greater attention to detail in a JAV than in Western porn -- or at least that is my experience.

As it happens, Western porn prefers to go straight to the one, rather than experiment or stretch the thread to enhance the overall experience. It is also clearly a difference in target audience: on the other hand, porn is made to sell, rather than to excite. In any case, if what I have described to you so far could largely correspond to my "back in the day" thinking, I have to say that I have recently, and by recently I mean in 2022, changed my mind -- a little. Having returned from work, finished studying, completed washing dishes and preparing dinner, at this precise moment in my life I need a direct, imminent stimulus; an almost instantaneous dose of dopamine to refresh my synapses and keep me awake for the rest of the day. Since I was a youthful bearded man grappling with the beginning of adult life and the first responsibilities, over the years - with the alas sudden development of those responsibilities - I have had to change the way I approach leisure time, and consume JAVs accordingly, which for more than a five-year period have been my main way of occupying my evenings. Whether it is with a virtual reality viewer, from the comfort of my bed or my desk, watching a JAV has always been not only a source of excitement, but also creative input, as if it were a new window on the world; a new way of learning about a culture that I appreciate and that interests me; a new perspective on the talent of an actress, the skill of a director, or the inventiveness of a screenwriter. JAVs with crazy, improbable plots have always been my favorite, but I don't disdain and indeed love it when there is a real study of character, story, costumes.

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Yet ... all this attention to detail and minutiae soon vanished: the appearance of His Majesty The Tiredness, with all its court of complications and problems, changed the paradigm by which I governed my free time until then. JAV is no longer an artistic product, but a mere instrument of arousal and disposal of that eroticism, which vanishes as soon as the act ends, the breasts are put back in the bra, the member is put back in the underwear, and the camera operator goes to eat ramen. That is how my understanding and appreciation of JAVs has changed, and that is how my tastes have changed: not for the better, I would say, but not for the worse either. It is simply life. I simply want that ass smashed in my face. I want my face to see just that ass and everything around it, underneath, on top and to the side. I want to be able to totally stun my nervous system to the tune of big, pompous boobs and angel faces with a concealed she-devil persona. I want a sex scene so extreme it turns my stomach. I want some ropes, but I also want some handcuffs, and to see them used without too many frills. I also want the immediacy of the content, as long as it is delivered gently and gracefully. In short, I want everything and nothing -- but one thing is certain: I still don't have enough of JAVs. I don't see myself playing video games or watching historical documentaries after a long, exhausting day at work. I see myself, rather, trolling and enjoying yet another stellar performance by my favorite actress as she snogs a guy luckier than me and enjoys the moment. Moment from which, clearly, I also benefit, and not by a small amount. The most sublime entertainment, which sublimates me with every replay of it.

This was a very experimental and very 'personal' post, my first test of how I intend and would wish to conduct my future experience (now nearing its second birthday) here on ZENRA. Fewer articles, fewer toplists, more opinion pieces and reflections on the JAV universe. That said, I thank you for being with me. See you in the next post!