‘I’ve always been an adrenaline junkie and sex has always been my primary hobby’
By Gram Ponante for AVN Magazine
Photography by Michael Whiteacre / HoneyHouse PR
LOS ANGELES—At first glance, Jamie Jett might look like a sage-smudging, long-skirted Sausalito massage therapist, or maybe a San Diego surfer girl, but she’s really an orgy-throwing goth/punk who likes fucking on pool tables. Sometimes it’s difficult to get that across to people.
“It’s easier when I’ve got the 10-inch heels and blue hair,” she says, “but yes, it’s sometimes a struggle to look as decadent as I feel.”
Jett, whose nom de porn is a tribute to “Bad Reputation” icon Joan Jett, and who hopes desperately that her hero will one day find out there’s a blonde pornstress fucking in her name, grew up in the Bay Area and, on the day of our interview, completed her final test to earn her Bachelor of Arts degree in political science.
“The day I completed my degree is ten times more exciting than I ever imagined it,” she says. “I finished my last test two days after a 10-person orgy.”
In that extra-liberal world that is the Bay Area, Jett was (and is) especially wild, but she maintained excellent grades, even while sneaking away from home on public transportation to ride into San Francisco and attend play parties at bondage clubs. Her double life occasionally overlapped perilously, like that Christmas in the choir loft.
“My partner and I had been rehearsing flute duets for about two months, and the tension was growing,” she says, revealing yet again the tawdry side of the woodwinds section. “My first sexual experience was on a pew in a balcony above a congregation of 200 people on Christmas Eve. I still have a Pavlovian response to certain Christmas songs.
“And we got caught. But not in the balcony. Later we were just making out in a closet, and that’s when we got caught. And his parents? They sent him to Spain.”
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