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First encounters of the porn kind

8:06 pm Wednesday, 10th December, 2014

Again I'm going back to my youth and my first encounters with porn . Not as easy to access as it is now . My first porn video was when my mam and dad went away for a night , I stood outside the video shop waiting till it was empty . It had to be Tracy that was serving , the tidy one . I headed for the beta max section we couldent afford vhs . I reached up and grabbed the first one and took it to the counter . Tracy says are you eighteen , of course I bloody was I was in the same class as your brother at school . My face was already Scarlett , when I heard the door opening and another girl came in . My face now Crimson as I quickly stuffed the video inside my wrangler jacket and ran home . I made myself some cheese on toast and settled down to watch the video getting pretty excited . The first thing that caught my eye was how all the men had great big massive moustaches , a bit of envy crept in with my little Errol flynn . Anyway the rest was a bit of a blur as I was a bit busy to concentrate fully . Can anyone else remember there first encounters with porn ?



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10:46 pm Wednesday, 10th December, 2014

My first encounter with porn was the night I arrived home from work (age--18) to find that two of my housemates (2 of the three men in the house) had rented a porn video to see the women's reaction to it. As the two other women in the house laughed and commented on the amount of noise the actors were making, I, totally out of my element when it came to sex, pretended to ignore it as I made my supper. OMG...is that how it really went? I was shocked.

Porn has never done it for me. Maybe a flashback to my first awkward encounter with it???????

1:53 am Thursday, 11th December, 2014

If I think back carefully, my first brush with porn was secretly reading the racy bits in the novels that my Dad bought or lent from the library. He was an avid reader and naturally my curiosity got the better of me from time to time when he was out at work. The "well thumbed" pages were easy to locate because when you held the books sideways you could see thin layers of pages that were a bit discoloured - like rings in the wood of a felled tree.

Of course most of it was pretty innocuous and boring by today's standards, but as I had a vivid imagination I could picture the scenes, and I think those were my first inkling of what men and women really got up to :-)

3:52 am Thursday, 11th December, 2014

Aside from adult magazines my first experience with x-rated movies was when I snuck into a neighbor's bachelor party and they showed a long dong silver that was projected onto a white sheet they hung up in the living room. For me it was an epiphany lol...

1:10 pm Thursday, 11th December, 2014

Gilli: Haha....yes point taken :-) But like collars, book pages become grubby when well used :-)

7:08 pm Thursday, 11th December, 2014

I would have been embarrassed too Ron.

Wrangler jacket indeed.......

8:36 pm Thursday, 11th December, 2014

Double denim.

Never good.

You were wearing wrangler jeans as well I presume?

7:38 am Friday, 12th December, 2014

Them dorty belgian toerags, managing to give a book...a book....the clap!!

11:42 am Friday, 12th December, 2014

Only read a brand new dirty book.
because otherwise you might lick your finger to turn the pages.....

eewwwww

12:03 pm Friday, 12th December, 2014

If you ever get a chance to see the film "The Name of the Rose", there's a famous bit where monks are stricken with a dire affliction from licking their fingers as they turn the pages of a forbidden book :-)

2:54 pm Friday, 12th December, 2014

Ahhh Gillibean, you know me so well already ;-)

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