Pron studio
My dad was a camera mechanic. It was his job to service cameras at TV studios and I occasionally took a day off school to go with him. One time, we were off to BBC Norwich or something and he had a priority call from a local studio.

When we arrived, it turned out to be a porno film they were making. My dad was pretty broad minded so he said I could come inside and hang around while he fixed the camera. I had never seen nude women before and my 11 year-old eyes were goggling at the amount of flesh on show.

A beautiful blonde (who looked like the one in Abba) called me over and asked me my name. She was completely nude and I couldn't stop staring at er perfect tits and lightly trimmed parts.

"Would you like to oil me up?" she asked.
"Er, what?"
"I need someone to rub baby oil all over my body for the next scene. Here, you can do it."

And so I took the bottle with shaking hands and began to rub it into those heavy breasts, paying particular attention to the erect nipples. As I worked my way down over her stomach to her velcro dell, she beagn to writhe a little and moans escaped her open lips.

"Do you feel OK?" I innocently asked.
"Yes, just keep going. Don't stop."

So I worked over her hips and the never-experienced softness of a woman's inner thigh, as she lay back with eyes closed. Naturally I was drawn to the dark mystery of that moisture-suffused hole, and stroked with fearful fingers at its softness.

Not being equipped at that tender age with anything she needed, I couldn't give her anything else, but she handed me a knobbled love toy and showed me wordlessly how to insert it. I did so and watched with amazement as she took the whole thing, wriggling like mad, and bucking wetly against my hand. She moaned and cried out a little and thought maybe I had killed her -so ran back to my dad.

"What have you been up to, son?" he asked.
"I helped a lady."
"You're a good boy. You should always help a lady."

I have helped many since.
(frankspencer, Fri 26 Jan 2007, 11:07, Reply)