30-06-2019, 01:35 PM
While her hankering for physical satisfaction grew sharper, Shirlyn still didn't have an accurate idea of what sex involved. She stumbled on it one day when she was rummaging through Kenny's bureau. He was her eldest cousin and easily the sexiest with a hard, tall body and handsome features. Of late, she had begun to go through their clothes, especially their underwear.
Kenny's jock-straps fascinated her and she tried to imagine what he looked like wearing them. She pressed them to her face, trying to get his smell from his clothes, rubbed the cloth in her naked crotch, moaning softly as she brought herself off. One day, poking around in his room, she found he had left his cupboard unlocked.
She opened it and went through his things. Stuffed under a pile of clothes, she found a large brown paper packet. Curious, she pulled it out. It was unsealed, and thick and heavy. She put her hand in and what she found made her gasp.
It was a pornographic magazine and, beneath it, was a video cassette. Shirlyn stared at the cover of the magazine. It showed a photograph of a beautiful white woman wearing black lacy lingerie, her crotch and breasts bare, and she had one finger between her lips and another in her slit and she was smiling wantonly at the camera. Shirlyn moaned in excitement and turned the page.
It was her first exposure to the intricacies of actual copulation, and Shirlyn was rivetted. She knew from her biology lessons in college that men had penises and that procreation involved the insertion of a penis into the vagina -- but what it meant and looked like and what was possible beyond this clinical description she had no idea. The magazine showed her. It was a wonderfully glossy journal, published, she noticed, by a Bombay company called Orexis, a division of something called Hedon & Venery, Inc.
The women were Indian, blacks, Hispanics, white, South East Asian. The men were all huge, stunningly built studs with enormous penises. There were shots of women sucking cock, of men licking slit, of a man fucking a woman from behind, a close-up of his cock going into her cunt, another of him fucking her from top with yet another close-up, shots of one woman being fucked by two men, two women fucking one man, lesbian sex, women masturbating, an exquisitely realised photo spread across four pages of a gorgeous woman being fucked in the ass by a black stud with a stunning body and a penis of awesome dimensions.
Shirlyn's imagination ran wild. She masturbated frantically looking at the pictures and, oddly, found herself wanting more even after her orgasm. She read the magazine again, this time going through the text and finding words like fuck and cunt and slit and dick and pussy and clit and prick and whore and slut and bitch.
She flipped over on her back on Kenny's bad, his jock-strap flung across her breasts and, holding the magazine in one hand, fondled her slit with the other. She came again. And still she wanted more. She tried the video-cassette, using the TV and video player in Kenny's family's room.
If the magazine was an introduction, the pornographic movie was a full-fledged intensive course. The titles showed that it was made by a company called Anacalypsis Productions, also owned by the same Hedon & Venery, Inc whose name she had seen on the magazine. It was a stunning movie, more mind-blowing than anything she had seen or dreamed of -- and, as she was to find in later years, when she herself acted in several such movies for Hedon & Venery, typical of the company's quality.
The sets were lush and rich, the photography imaginative and detailed, the plot fully realised and engrossing, and the sex was unbelievable. Incessant, prolonged, innovative, never boring or repetitious, it was the most erotic thing Shirlyn had ever seen. The story told of the sexual awakening of a young woman called Anjali.
She was gorgeous, earthy and sensual and utterly erotic. Her first sexual encounter was with a servant and she progressed rapidly from there, taking more and more lovers.
Shirlyn watched the film through, seeing Anjali masturbating, at first using everyday household objects – hard cucumbers, *doodhi* gourds, under-ripe bananas, hairbrushes and the handle of a clothes-paddle -- graduating to more exotic aids like dildoes and ejaculator vibrators, then moving on to sex with the servants and later to boys in college.
Kenny's jock-straps fascinated her and she tried to imagine what he looked like wearing them. She pressed them to her face, trying to get his smell from his clothes, rubbed the cloth in her naked crotch, moaning softly as she brought herself off. One day, poking around in his room, she found he had left his cupboard unlocked.
She opened it and went through his things. Stuffed under a pile of clothes, she found a large brown paper packet. Curious, she pulled it out. It was unsealed, and thick and heavy. She put her hand in and what she found made her gasp.
It was a pornographic magazine and, beneath it, was a video cassette. Shirlyn stared at the cover of the magazine. It showed a photograph of a beautiful white woman wearing black lacy lingerie, her crotch and breasts bare, and she had one finger between her lips and another in her slit and she was smiling wantonly at the camera. Shirlyn moaned in excitement and turned the page.
It was her first exposure to the intricacies of actual copulation, and Shirlyn was rivetted. She knew from her biology lessons in college that men had penises and that procreation involved the insertion of a penis into the vagina -- but what it meant and looked like and what was possible beyond this clinical description she had no idea. The magazine showed her. It was a wonderfully glossy journal, published, she noticed, by a Bombay company called Orexis, a division of something called Hedon & Venery, Inc.
The women were Indian, blacks, Hispanics, white, South East Asian. The men were all huge, stunningly built studs with enormous penises. There were shots of women sucking cock, of men licking slit, of a man fucking a woman from behind, a close-up of his cock going into her cunt, another of him fucking her from top with yet another close-up, shots of one woman being fucked by two men, two women fucking one man, lesbian sex, women masturbating, an exquisitely realised photo spread across four pages of a gorgeous woman being fucked in the ass by a black stud with a stunning body and a penis of awesome dimensions.
Shirlyn's imagination ran wild. She masturbated frantically looking at the pictures and, oddly, found herself wanting more even after her orgasm. She read the magazine again, this time going through the text and finding words like fuck and cunt and slit and dick and pussy and clit and prick and whore and slut and bitch.
She flipped over on her back on Kenny's bad, his jock-strap flung across her breasts and, holding the magazine in one hand, fondled her slit with the other. She came again. And still she wanted more. She tried the video-cassette, using the TV and video player in Kenny's family's room.
If the magazine was an introduction, the pornographic movie was a full-fledged intensive course. The titles showed that it was made by a company called Anacalypsis Productions, also owned by the same Hedon & Venery, Inc whose name she had seen on the magazine. It was a stunning movie, more mind-blowing than anything she had seen or dreamed of -- and, as she was to find in later years, when she herself acted in several such movies for Hedon & Venery, typical of the company's quality.
The sets were lush and rich, the photography imaginative and detailed, the plot fully realised and engrossing, and the sex was unbelievable. Incessant, prolonged, innovative, never boring or repetitious, it was the most erotic thing Shirlyn had ever seen. The story told of the sexual awakening of a young woman called Anjali.
She was gorgeous, earthy and sensual and utterly erotic. Her first sexual encounter was with a servant and she progressed rapidly from there, taking more and more lovers.
Shirlyn watched the film through, seeing Anjali masturbating, at first using everyday household objects – hard cucumbers, *doodhi* gourds, under-ripe bananas, hairbrushes and the handle of a clothes-paddle -- graduating to more exotic aids like dildoes and ejaculator vibrators, then moving on to sex with the servants and later to boys in college.
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