The Nude Magazines

Sunday, June 27, 2010 at 00:02
One day when I was around 10 or 11, in one of my house explorations, I was looking for new places to masturbate and I decided to try it in my father's wardrobe. When I was trying to fit inside it, I stumbled upon something: My father had some men's magazines hidden there! It wasn't exactly porn. In that period our country was just coming out of the communist regime and finding real porn was almost impossible. Even those nude girls magazines that my dad had hidden there were very hard to find. They were probably contraband from one of the Scandinavian or Germanic countries, as I remember that I couldn't understand the text. Of course, fortunately the text was the last thing that we need from those magazines.
I started flicking through the pages, looking at the naked girls in sexy positions. The photos didn't even show pussy. The most they would show were breasts. No spreading legs positions yet. Most of them were shy positions like a girl was caught naked and trying to hide her pussy and breasts. The bolder ones were girls in their fours or holding their breasts to the camera, which were particularly interesting for me because my own breasts were starting to grow and attract an embarrassing amount of attention, especially for a shy girl like me. 
But even though those magazines were quite bland for today’s standards, they made me feel very horny in that time. Not that I am lesbian or bi and get excited looking at naked girls. I think the thought of those girls getting naked in front of the photographer and doing things that my mother would find completely disgusting made me feel horny. 
I took the magazine to the bed and masturbated looking at the photos. The pleasure of masturbation was even stronger and just made me want to do it more and more.
Now, whenever I was home alone I would go to my dad's wardrobe and take a magazine to my bed and masturbate looking at it, sometimes getting naked and putting myself on the same poses and looking at the mirror on the wardrobe door. 
Once in a long while I would find a new magazine and the pleasure would be renewed.

6 comments

  1. Anonymous Says:

    I think my question was answered here. I was in a Socialist country as well but in Africa. My friend's friend found the mag in the dumpster behind the apartment complex designated for foreigners.
    The most fantastic thing I saw in it, still to this day in my memory, was a woman in leather uniform with a police baton. She not only sucked on the baton, she pushed it in her pussy. That was sensory overload.
    Then there was a page with many photos of different sorts of pussy spread. I never knew that there were so many kinds. More than turning me on, this one kinda piqued my curiosity.
    Before that I had to settle for seeing Hollywood nudity at a time where there was no chance of preserving that picture.

  2. Unknown Says:

    Yea, I grew up in South Africa, and pornography was forbidden in those days, but the stuff was still around hidden in closest and other dark spaces. Will never forget the first magazine I laid my eyes on. It made me orgasm many times.

  3. Anonymous Says:

    WOW.... Thats thats veryyy detailed no offence but your addiction took your life away and by the way therea this new invention called films you should look at one some time instead of your lesbian magazines but overall thats a well thought out story and well i cant belive i spent two hours reading this hope you lost your addiction

  4. Chinese Says:

    have you tried making out with a girl?

  5. Katherine Says:

    How did you start to masturbate? When I was 11, I didn't know what sex means!

  6. katyTXtoohot Says:

    Your Blog is awesome.

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