Bi-Sexual Female / 37
Once Upon A Time We Had A Porn Business
I am one of those women who never got into the fast life, drinking, or worse. I was a good girl, my grandmother's favorite. I'm convinced now that's why I was never a fast girl. I had several short term jobs before joining the company where the body became the focus, not the mind.
I shared a project with a guy from IT. He tended to be bossy and authoritative with me. At home my family told me to hold my tongue, that's how men are. One day he was looking at porn when I walked over to him. Caught, he turned to me and asked if I liked her, the girl on the screen. He showed me other girls, stopping on one, a very pretty girl, on her back, nice round boobs, totally shaved, her legs slightly open. He said she looked 'just fucked, how would you like to eat her pussy?'
I walked away, but too late. He found her 'album' and sent me the link. I didn't admit it, but I spent a lot of time with that album, particularly with that one picture. I kept it on a stick, and would look at it whenever I thought I could get away with it. The girl became an obsession.
It didn't go unnoticed, he watched me. He showed up at my house one Saturday. He convinced me to go with him. At his apartment he had me pose like her, shave myself, expose myself. He shot the pictures, created an album, under a new name, he uploaded them to this site. I was on the internet, naked.
It became a new pastime, posing, suggestively, nothing I had experienced. I was his only model, and my obsession with that girl. He found other uploads of her, kidded me about being in love, what if she turned out to be much older, married with three brats. I didn't want to hear.
During a Sunday at church I met a new girl, going to college. She was so delicious, I thought to myself, I could eat her, and wondered if she was shaved or not. I wanted her shaved, and fantasized what I would do with her, from our first date, to our first lying together, naked, kissing. I must have been thinking about it when I asked her if she wanted to go out with me. She said yes, how did I know? We had our first date, our first kiss, our first time naked beside each other.
The affair lasted two years before I got married to my coworker. His idea, we shared our interest in porn, his 'business' was doing well, always girls, there were so many wanting to be on the internet. I chose them, they posed for me, the one's I liked. Many of them bought their place with an offering of their bodies, to me. I liked the fresh girl, not the ones with a resume, a book of prior work.
Until one day I told him to shut it down. Too dangerous, too many prying eyes. I still have my stick, the girl from the beginning. Would I eat her pussy? Yes, no question about it.
I shared a project with a guy from IT. He tended to be bossy and authoritative with me. At home my family told me to hold my tongue, that's how men are. One day he was looking at porn when I walked over to him. Caught, he turned to me and asked if I liked her, the girl on the screen. He showed me other girls, stopping on one, a very pretty girl, on her back, nice round boobs, totally shaved, her legs slightly open. He said she looked 'just fucked, how would you like to eat her pussy?'
I walked away, but too late. He found her 'album' and sent me the link. I didn't admit it, but I spent a lot of time with that album, particularly with that one picture. I kept it on a stick, and would look at it whenever I thought I could get away with it. The girl became an obsession.
It didn't go unnoticed, he watched me. He showed up at my house one Saturday. He convinced me to go with him. At his apartment he had me pose like her, shave myself, expose myself. He shot the pictures, created an album, under a new name, he uploaded them to this site. I was on the internet, naked.
It became a new pastime, posing, suggestively, nothing I had experienced. I was his only model, and my obsession with that girl. He found other uploads of her, kidded me about being in love, what if she turned out to be much older, married with three brats. I didn't want to hear.
During a Sunday at church I met a new girl, going to college. She was so delicious, I thought to myself, I could eat her, and wondered if she was shaved or not. I wanted her shaved, and fantasized what I would do with her, from our first date, to our first lying together, naked, kissing. I must have been thinking about it when I asked her if she wanted to go out with me. She said yes, how did I know? We had our first date, our first kiss, our first time naked beside each other.
The affair lasted two years before I got married to my coworker. His idea, we shared our interest in porn, his 'business' was doing well, always girls, there were so many wanting to be on the internet. I chose them, they posed for me, the one's I liked. Many of them bought their place with an offering of their bodies, to me. I liked the fresh girl, not the ones with a resume, a book of prior work.
Until one day I told him to shut it down. Too dangerous, too many prying eyes. I still have my stick, the girl from the beginning. Would I eat her pussy? Yes, no question about it.
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