Vivid Ed, Or How I Had Sex With Mr. Marcus

You've heard how excited we are to see Dylan Ryan get it on with Mr. Marcus. But how excited was Dylan to do the deed herself? She shares her experience below.

It was a very special day for me.  I arrived in my trusty rental car, all flustered and breathless.  Having wound my way through the suburban Los Angeles neighborhood to a massive, if somewhat strangely designed house, I dragged my compact hardcase from the trunk and moved to knock on the stately front door.  Mr. Marcus.  Whoa.  This was the stuff that porn dreams were made of.  From start to finish, it was all a bit hard to believe.

It all began with a talk at The University of Toronto.  The illustrious Tristan Taormino was coming to my humble little berg of Toronto to discuss porn, feminism and her career, you know, all things in which I was VERY interested.  I had wanted to work with Tristan since, well, forever.  As a porn performer who fancied myself queer and political and empowered and all of those feministy-type things, she headed my list of career goals.  Work with Tristan and die happy.  Bucket list level goals.  So, with that in mind and the excitement surrounding her upcoming trip giving me some buzzy motivation, I sent off a quick email.  "Hey Tristan, I think you are fairly fabulous.  Wanna make some porn?" Lo and behold, she wrote back and said, "YES".  She also suggested that we meet after the event and have a chat, talk about likes, dislikes, interests and fetishes.  After almost passing out with excitement, I began to think about just what those things were.  We wrote back and forth and I was extremely impressed with her interest in my pleasure.  Her reputation for being an amazing, giving, supportive director had preceded her and turned out, in the coming days and months to be very warranted.  We set up what would be a scene all about ME.  In that vein, I got to pick my favorite toys, talk about how I liked to come and choose who would be my co-star.  After her fantastic talk at UofT, we made our way back to her Holiday Inn Suite where she asked me the all important question, "Who's the lucky guy"?  After very little discussion, we came to a mutual decision/a moment of mutual appreciation; Mr. Marcus.  He had been at the top of my list for a long time, he of the outstanding performances and similarly great and respectful reputation.  Tristan loved him.  I wanted to work with him.  Done and done.

So here I am, standing and knocking.  Deep breathing and hoping I get my make-up done before he arrives.  I enter, down some apple juice (that Tristan had ready for me because it's my favorite and what I prefer when I'm doing squirting scenes) and practically fling myself into Molly's waiting make-up chair.  She polishes and porns me out, we chat, I do some more deep breathing.  I'm many years into my career at this point and still, every damn time I get nervous.   And my nose runs for some inexplicable reason.  So there was a lot going on, including Adrianna Nicole and her gorgeous boobs  moving around the space.  Needless to say I was distracted when all of a sudden, there he is.  Saying "What's up"  and "How's it goin".  I smile, glug apple juice and think that he has very nice eyes.  Sweet guy eyes. 

After that, it was smooth sailing.  We shot stills, a few where I took off my heels so I didn't tower over him quite so much (I'm 5'10 ½ without shoes on and about 6'3 with them on) and got a bit more used to one another.  It was nice.  Sometimes chatting with co-stars is seriously strange and then occasionally it helps the chemistry and results in a genuinely friendly moment.  In addition to having lovely eyes and lovely pectoral muscles, Mr. Marcus had a lovely sense of humor, who knew?  While we waited for set-up, I talked to Sean Michaels (another one on my list) and Katie St. Ives who was getting prettified and tried to calm my growing nerves. 

Ultimately, I needn't have worried.  The scene was hot hot hot.  You can read Tristan's thoughts here. My thoughts are that I had a stellar time.  Mr. Marcus is as good, wait, no, better than I had even imagined.  The cameras came on and so did he.  The man was transfixed.  Singularly focused, he became a sex skills machine, those sweet eyes became smoldering sexytime eyes and he kept my gaze throughout.  We did some simple boy-girl, played with my favorite toy: The Eleven and then I used the Hitachi for what was my third orgasm.  It was truly all my sexual ice creams in one shoot.  The results, all edited and soon-to-be on a shelf near you is Tristan Taormino's Expert Guide to Female Orgasms, the newest film in her Vivid Ed Collection. 

It's a performance I am proud of for so many reasons.  One, I got to work with two people I had been individually salivating over for so long, Two, it was a shoot that really 100% represented my sexuality and how I love to have sex and Three, it was hot and fun and raunchy and sweet with so many different facets of me as a performer shown and expressed.  I look forward to seeing the finished product and someday soon, reliving the magic.  Other folks, like Lux Alptraum of Fleshbot are excited too and you can read about that here.  A big Thank You to Tristan and to Mr. Marcus.  I hope we all get to do it again soon.

Republished with permission from Dylan Ryan's blog.