Why? pt2

So id decided nakedness was not an issue to me and id also decided that if you could see my bush you might as well see what was in between my legs too.
I’ve never been a big tease fan. I’m more a wham bam thank you mame type of girl as you can tell from my approach here.
So then this little list of check boxes went on to say things like G/G, B/G, A levels and DP.
What the...?
I may be quite a modest person when it comes to talking about my brains but I’m certainly not stupid so I worked out that G/G is girl/girl. Basically lesbian scenes. B/G is boy/girl. That’s easy, sex with a guy and A levels is anal. A levels is actually a term coined in the escort world.

I felt like I was in the minority when it came to experimenting and exploring with other girls. Id only ever kissed a girl on the lips, closed mouth as a dare in a pub to impress my boyfriend once. So I decided that G/G was a definite to tick. I saw it as an opportunity to try something new that I already really wanted to but hadn’t had the opportunity to yet. I wasn’t missing out.

B/G. Well I was boyfriend- less and it was against my beliefs to ever make the first move on a guy so my sex life was actually pretty pants to be truthful. This would be a great and easy way to get laid. Laid by hunky men with big cocks too. I’m not fussy though. No honestly, I’m not.

I was a little worried about the anal bit. Although Id mastered the finger up the butt Id not managed the somewhat larger penis up the butt just yet. I’m not sure what convinced me to tick the box but I did.
I was on a roll and grasping this porno lingo so I worked DP out to mean deep penetration. I’d heard the phrase before and took it to mean when a guy puts his wee wee really deep into you. The fact that they had put this down as an option made me think - What’s up with these girls? I love cock deep inside me, but some of them obviously don’t if you gotta ask me if I want to do it or not.

How silly did I feel the minute I walked out the office and realised DP was in fact double penetration. That’s where you have two guys. One in your pussy and one in your ass.

Ouch! I thought. That sounds abit ....tight! Oh hell you had the balls to say yes to the rest of it, you might as well go the whole hog and try that too. It’s not like I can’t change my mind if I don’t enjoy it.
I’m the type to feel like I’m missing out if I don’t try something at least once.

30 reasons for doing porn

· To piss off your boyfriend/ex boyfriend
· To piss off your parents
· To piss off your friends or colleagues
· Your an exhibitionist
· You a nymphomaniac
· For money
· For fame
· For sex
· For attention
· Your too stupid to do anything else
· Your smart enough to realise there is a market for you out there
· Your boyfriend wants you to
· As a route into acting/modelling/singing
· To pay you through college
· To shock people
· To sell a story to the tabloids
· To find a sugar daddy (believe it or not this is true)
· To raise your self esteem
· Because your good at sex (or so you think you are)
· Because you have a big dick
· Because you can’t get laid any other way
· Because your good looking but not good looking enough to be a
fashion model (you actually need to be less good looking for fashion and
more edgy looking)
· To do something out of the ordinary
· As a dare
· To pay off your debts
· To pay for a habit
· Because your made to
· Because you have no skills to do any other job
· Because you watch porn all the time

There really are hundreds of reasons.

Why?

I won’t go into detail just now about my own personal reasons for getting into porn. I will save that gem for another day.
I will share with you though my no nonsense attitude to getting into it.
I was young, dumb (well compared to what I was about to learn) and yet to be filled with cum.
Id actually been thinking more of glamour modelling than porno. You know lads mags where the girls prance around in their bikinis or dare to go topless or sometimes bare all save a carefully placed hand. Sophisticated and sexy stuff. I knew I didn’t have the greatest pair of baps but I figured that the demand for girls willing to do this was huge. Hell, none of the girls I knew would strip off in public and therefore they (my soon to be employers) would most probably accept my small chest gratefully. I was oblivious to the suggestion that all girls in porn have big tits, though this isn’t completely true but more on that later. It didn’t occur to me until the first magazine editor said to me ‘don’t get a boob job’. Why on earth would I do that? I thought. It all started to make sense in the following months.
So I was going to be one of those babes in FHM.
When I got to the first modelling agency I was asked to fill out a form with all my personal info and contact details. At the bottom it had a section of boxes to be checked where applicable. It started off with words like fashion, lingerie, topless, classic nude and then went on to say open leg, insertions (fingers or toys). I thought for a minute and realised there are only so many men’s magazines on the market and if I was only going to go as far as flashing my tits I would be over and done with in this business in about a week. So I though about all the top shelf magazines. Id looked at these with my boyfriend and they were harmless and looked fun so I ticked the boxes.
As far as I was concerned if I was going to get my tits out for the lads then I might as well get it all out. I’ve always been a firm believer in the saying “If a jobs worth doing its worth doing properly”.
TBC…

Believe it or not

I feel compelled to mention that I have never masturbated purely to satisfy my own gratification.
I have been asked to perform it many times but it is not something I have ever done in my private life.
This tends to lead some people to view me a liar. I'm not sure exactly whats so hard to swallow. Admittedly it might seem strange.

Fantasy in the age of reality

I’d never really given porn much thought. I’d certainly never aspired to be a porn star. I thought the term porn star was just some sort of 70s nostalgia. I wasn’t even that bothered about watching porn. I’d gotten off on it on the odd occasion I had watched it. Usually on some ropey old VHS cassette that was doing the rounds in the local pub. It hadn’t even occurred to me they made porn in England in the era of the new millennium. Porn was abit like a fairy tale to me. I knew it existed but like the Loch Ness monster or UFOs or big foot it was not real.

Pornography, to give it its true name, is fantasy – to the viewer. To those of us that make it it’s as real as life itself.

Though I’ve met many that are confused by this notion. Sometimes this is a sad thing as having no grip on reality usually is. Other times it makes me laugh. I often use the phrase if you don’t laugh you will cry and this is mostly true of these instants.