Dear Penthouse Letters…
Ok well honestly I’m a little too young to get that reference but still old enough to read a ton of erotica that started with it, satirical or not. Either way, the following is true, no I can’t prove it… I was a good Christian kid who’s dad had found his porn stash one too many times so I stopped keeping evidence.
This story is about Anders, and how she somehow convinced me to judge a Blowjob contest while I was dating neither of the contestants. Anders was the type of girl who was able to charm their way past just about anyone. When I first met her I was your typical quiet Christian cult member. (Think Mormon, but we called ourselves “non-denominational”) I’d been porn free for almost a year, I denied the deep seeded perversion growing within me, and there was no way I was going to get married without my virginity intact. Anders had different ideas. Within a year of meeting she was my first girlfriend. She spent the whole first date innocently grinding on my lap, the second date she didn’t stop until I’d accidentally came. A date later she my first hand job, within a few weeks my first BJ was surpassed… hell within the year we dated she was everything except my first PiV, but due to the emotional attachment I still consider her as the one I lost my virginity too.