I put this in this category only because it relates to my childhood but not all of it takes place in my childhood.

When I was ten my best friend stole a playboy from his dad's collection and shared it with me in the tree fort we built together. That was the very first time I saw what women looked like naked.

By the time we were 11 we had worn that magazine out thoroughly.

When I was 12 I found porn for the second time in my life. This time I stumbled upon someone's stash out in the woods. It was in several plastic trash bags so it managed to survive a rain storm. I don't know if the person was dumping their stash or simply hid it out in the woods. It doesn't matter. Finder's keepers. I took it home and found all manner of porn on every conceivable subject. This was 1972 so we didn't have comprehensive laws regarding such things as sex with animals or children. One magazine in black and white had dozens of photos showing women having sex with horses and dogs. That one didn't interest me other than I found it curious. The other magazines were what one might expect, some gay mostly straight. Some S&M. One specializing in toilet games. Several showed naked children, some showed children having sex. At 12 I wasn't really interested in anything related to little girls. I wanted tits, big tits, the bigger the better. The girl had to be pretty of course. But I wanted big tits. And little girls don't usually have big tits. But one magazine depicting children was different. It had three different photo sets. Two were in Black and white and then one set was mostly in black and white with a few color photos in the middle. They all showed boys ranging from about ten to about 14 having sex with extremely beautiful women in their twenties. I don't know where one might find a twenty something beautiful woman willing to have sex with 12 year old boy but I sure wanted to find out back then. The one I was interested in the most was the one showing the 12 year old boy and this woman with long dark brown hair and huge breasts. It explicitly showed his little cock in her mouth and pussy and when they fucked they were also making out and he had his hands all over her tits and he was in some photos sucking on her tits. There was one interesting photo of her licking his ass. Well I pretty much tossed the rest of the magazines after a while but I reverently preserved this magazine which for many years held a special place superior to the bible and my comic book collection. The woman in that photo set became my primary sexual fantasy for the next decade. I don't think there was anything unique or special about her look. It was the fact that she was fucking a boy my age that did it for me.

But even taking special care of a magazine it will only last just so long before it disintegrates after ten thousand jerk off sessions. So alas I retired the tiny scrap that was left of the one remaining fragment of her face having only my memory of what I dreamed of doing with her to jerk off to.

Some time when I was in my twenties and long before the internet was invented, I found her again. She was on the cover of a main stream porn mag. I paid my $4 for the magazine and took it home and found she was a little older but still as beautiful. She was posing with another woman in a very fake lesbian photo set with nothing explicit except they held each other's tits and kissed. That was OK. I ignored the other woman and just stared into her eyes imagining myself fucking her.

Fast forward.

Many years later that magazine had also been worn out and turned to dust and I never saw her appear in any other magazine again. After a while I began to imagine that the second magazine didn't really depict her but simply a model that sort of resembled her.

Then one day when I was in my late forties, on a whim, I visited a strip club. It was not one of those slick big city places where you pay $10 cover, $10 for a drink and tip the bouncer and waitress each $5 before you even take a sit at pervert's row and then shell out another $30 in dollar tips before a stripper takes you in a back room where you hand another bouncer $20 and finally sit down in a big club chair, after spending $80 just to begin your lap dance which will cost $30 for a two minute "dance" and you can't even touch the girl. Nope, this was a place I'd heard about in my travels that locals go to. It's not called a "gentlemen's club" it's just a bar that has strippers in the back that get up on the rear bar and dance for about twenty minutes a set and by the time they are done they are completely naked. The town's chief of police and the brother of the mayor jointly own the place so you know it will never get raided. You can also do pretty much what you want as long as the girls consent and they don't charge you a hundred just for a smile. So I heard about this place and finally came to visit the city where it resided and walked in not knowing what I was going to find.

There was a sleazy blond in her forties peeing into a glass on the bar while a patron was sticking his tongue out to catch random drops. So much for this being a classy place. But then again that also meant it was not the slick (read ludicrously expensive) place described above. So I took my seat (no cover) and bought a $2 ginger ale and tipped the barkeep a dollar and watched the unscripted show. There was only one other guy besides Mr. Pee taster and he looked disinterested. He was probably waiting for his favorite girl and this one was not her.

After she took his tip she crawled naked over to me. She wasn't bad looking for forty. I usually don't go for girls that old. It's not that I'm not attracted to them but if I'm paying them money I usually like them to be as young as they can be without it being illegal, I mean their age being illegal. But she was actually pretty good looking and had a firm body for her age so I let her straddle my face. I'm not that much into pee per se but also I don't let a little thing like some left over pee get in the way of some pussy eating. I saw I was right about the place, it really is friendly and inexpensive. I must have eat her out for about ten minutes and she wasn't the slightest bit offended by the $5 I tipped her in fact she thanked me and kissed me on the lips while holding my hand to her pussy before moving on to the third guy who still seemed un interested.

Well a second and third stripper rotated in and out and by the time I was done with those three I had shelled out less than $20. Not bad, I'd spent more than that for a trip alone to the movies.

In the dim light I didn't really pay much attention to details like the what the girl's looked like. They all were reasonably attractive, no supermodels or teen princesses in this joint. But they weren't ugly either. I felt comfortable to remain more or less relaxed and no thinking about if they were going to be so ugly that I would relocate out of their path before they made their way to my end of the bar. Girl number four danced for three guys before she got to my end of the bar. By this time the places started filling up, there were about a dozen guys there waiting for their turn to grope and taste and tip. I didn't really look carefully at girl four until she got to me. She was definitely older, much older than any stripper I'd ever seen. She had long black hair with a hint of grey in the roots. Her huge pendulous tits sagged a bit and she was the only stripper I'd seen in a decade with any pubic hair and she in fact had a rather copious bush and yes the carpets matched the dr**es. Then I looked into her eyes. She had a very familiar look. It was almost like when you go to a funeral and see an aunt you hadn't seen since thirty years ago when you were a child and now you see her again but you can't quite place her until someone says "you remember your aunt Mildred" and that is when you remember. Except there was nobody to help me figure out where I'd seen her before. Then it dawned on me, she was the spitting image of that woman who was fucking the 12 year old so many years earlier.

It wasn't just her spitting image. After a few minutes I came to the full realization that it was in fact her. So I requested a private lap dance in the back which meant $5 a dance and her songs were all long techno stuff and a dance was two songs so that meant that $5 would last me a good 8 minutes. In the course of several dances we talked while she ground her surprisingly firm ass into my lap as she held my hands to her tits. She admitted that indeed she did do several photo shoots for porn magazines. I told her I recognized her from an old magazine that I wished I still had and would have asked her to autograph it if I still had it. That earned me a long tongue kiss and her hand reaching into my underwear. It seemed she was flattered. I didn't mention where I'd first seen her. After about six songs she asked if I'd like a blow job. I told her I'd like a whole lot more than a blow job if she was available.

As it turns out the place had a back room behind the back room with a bed set up and even a private bath with a shower. The place it turns out was a low rent brothel. So I bought a few hours of her time, which came to less than $500 total and we settled into some cuddling and sex talk. Finally I got up the courage to ask her about some of her early work. When I mentioned her work with younger guys, "really younger guys" she got kind of quiet. She seemed embarrassed until I explained that I found that first magazine and that she had been my primary sexual fantasy for decades and that she was responsible for tens of thousands of ejaculations and that I badly wanted to be that 12 year old boy. She ended up inviting me back to her place for our fuck session and she made my inner 12 year old very very happy for several hours. Then she surprised me by offering to let me view her private photo album. It showed her having sex with that same 12 year old boy only it showed hundreds of photos and they actually dated back to when the boy was around three and continued until he was an adult. I commented that she had worked a lot with the same model. That was when she confessed that the boy was her little brother. She was 27 and he was 12 in the magazine I had seen but she was 18 and he was four when they were first hired to do porn together.

To say I was shocked would be an understatement. But I also told her I wished I had been her little brother. She then told me that she still sees him some times and still fucked him occasionally.

It's not often a guy gets to have sex with a girl in a magazine that he jerked off to repeatedly. I had to wait over thirty years to do so. But at least I got to do it. Now if only I could meet Brooke Shields...

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by Anonymous on Apr 3, 2016 at 4:56 PM

Wow.

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by Anonymous on Apr 3, 2016 at 4:56 PM

Wow.

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by Anonymous on Jul 10, 2018 at 1:34 PM

$500 seems a lot for one night with a stripper from a sleaze parlour. And how come this happened in your "late forties" when you're listed as 47 years old?

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