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So there I am, aged 11, crawling through the woods with the Scouts when we come upon a big pile of magazines stuck into a tree. Risking losing the game by being seen, we stand up to knock them down.

They flutter down in a big heap - and behold, they are full of nudey ladies!

Crawling through the woods suddenly lost its appeal...

What was your first experience of porn?

(, Thu 25 Jan 2007, 15:29)
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This CD doesn't look very burnt to me!
My first introduction to pornography was not in the form a pile of Swedish wank mags that somehow found their way under a hedge. No, my first introduction was far less erotic, involved more '80s computer games and was far stupider.

Now, my shady primary school friend (let's call him Martin) and his even shadier father (who liked to chase his son around with a can of WD-40 and a lighter, laughing all the while, but that's a story for a whole other b3ta thread) had assembled a burnt CD of assorted warez games.

This was about 1996, back when having a CD burner made you look hardcore. Martin came to school one day with a CD. This wasn't anything out of the ordinary, we were always bringing our PC games to school to exchange with our mates. "I'll give you 'Red Alert' if you let me borrow 'Sim City 2000'!" That sort of thing.

But this CD was different. "This...is a burnt CD. It's got every game you could ever want on it," Martin told me. I took a look at the CD, turning it over in my hands. I thought to myself that it didn't look very burnt; there wasn't a single mark on it. For some reason I thought maybe this meant Martin was cheating me, maybe it's the fire that lets these special CDs hold so much (I was seven at the time, we're allowed to be idiots when we're seven). Had Martin just given me a normal CD? I'd soon find out.

I took the CD home after school. I'd hidden it at the bottom of my bag, and conducted the journey home with the sort of paranoia and secrecy usually reserved for international drug smugglers. I put the special CD into my relatively new CD-ROM drive. It was 2x or something, one of the really old ones. I opened it up in my brand spanking new copy of Windows 95, and found all these folders. Martin had been right. An amazing selection of games.

One of them was "Leisure Suit Larry in the Land of the Lounge Lizards". I'd heard vague bits and pieces about it as a result of playing other Sierra adventure games; "Space Quest" being my favourite series at the time. So, naturally, my inquisitive mind caused me to play the game. It seemed pretty boring at the time. I mean, first of all, it was made in 198-fucking-7, so naturally the graphics were hilariously bad. I lead Larry around, carrying filthy, evil tasks. It seemed to involve a lot of softcore porn and attempts at seducing women. This wasn't at all titillating at the time, indeed, I had no idea I was being a perv. It was just what the game had you do.

Then, during a rather steamy scene where Larry is in a bedroom with a prostitute who's taking her clothes off (or something along those lines, it was over ten years ago), my mum walks in. She stands there, horrified. All I can muster is a guilty sounding "err...".

I then proceeded to get "the talk" from her. And that's my dull and laughable story.
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