I am from Moscow, Russia. I am 18 years old and a virgin! Leave alone a photo shoot, this is the first time I have undressed in front of anyone. And the thing is I love my body…I love to show it off! I am finding it so erotic to be in front of the camera today, revealing myself in front of the camera, to touch myself openly, in front of the producer just as I do locked inside my bathroom.
My mother is an ogre! I am saying that in public because she is. She follows me everywhere. She keeps an eye on my Facebook account, Instagram, chats, when I go out with my friends. It feels horrible. I know, I know, I can still leave home and very soon I will. So obviously I do not have a boyfriend. I do not even have friends who are boys!
I see my girlfriends going on dates, kissing their boyfriends on the road and I feel so left behind. My teenage boobs ache for someone to hold them, to squeeze them. It was about two years ago when I started my Instagram account and I follow a lot of the models there. I love looking at the pictures of their beautiful bodies. My body is also not that bad, I tell myself. I did not have the courage to take pictures till now but in my room, I lock the door and pose naked in front of my mirror. I stretch my arm up and like to see my teenage tits moving up.
I run a finger over the nipples and watch as they become erect. I look at my virgin pussy and love the little hair there. With one hand I caress my teenage boobs and with the other I finger my virgin vagina. I insert two fingers inside, touch my sweet spot and move them in and out, all the while grabbing my tits too.
I love to see myself having an orgasm in the mirror. It is like seeing me as a film star. I imagine a dark haired hero looking at me and I try to seduce him. This makes me so wet and I cum all over my fingers. While travelling to St. Petersburg once with my mother of course, I saw a handsome boy sitting just across the aisle. I could see that he was interested in me but when he tried to talk my mother stepped in.
So all I could do was look at him. He looked at me openly and I ran my hand over my teenage boobs, over my dress of course but I could see he got excited. I imagined he was seeing me without any clothes on. As it was the night bus, the lights went off and my mother went off to sleep. By the small light along the aisle I could see him rubbing his crotch.
I felt so erotic that I slipped my hand underneath my dress and started touching myself. My seat was inclined and everyone else was asleep. I imagined him to be seeing my virgin pussy and I imagined his big cock standing erect, ready to get inside me. I felt so horny that I cum immediately. When I next looked at him, I could see him staring at my pussy area. He was totally aroused!
Another time at school, while we were watching a soccer match from the stands, a classmate, a boy who was sitting near me just turned and hugged me. This was the first time a boy actually touched me. It was as if an electric current just shot through me. Maybe he did in the spur of the moment but for a girl who has never talked with a boy more than a couple of sentences at a time in her entire life this was a big deal.
I kept thinking about it again and again. At night when I went to bed, I could recall the touch of his skin against mine. That night I had a dream in which the boy who sat across from me in the bus and the boy who hugged me merged into one and I started masturbating in my sleep.
I suddenly woke up and realised I was all naked, without my panties on and I was rubbing my virgin pussy. I was so excited that I had orgasms three times one after the other. I imagined the boy making me sit on a couch, opening my legs. HE was on the floor with his head deep inside my thighs, his mouth on my virgin pussy, sucking me, licking me and making me so aroused. I applied to defloration. Hello, my name is Helen and I am just 18 years old.
My family lives on a farm outside of Budapest and I am just finishing my final school year. I have a mother and a father and a very protective older brother. Oh, and a boyfriend, too. I work hard on the farm to help my mother and father and my days are very busy. Money is very tight, so we all work together and our life is good. I get up very early each day and my brother and I do the chores to start the day. Then I go to school and study hard and when I get home, there is still much work to be done in the house.
There is little time for fun in my life and what free time I have I spend in the company of my family and my boyfriend. Last week we went to the Cinema and As we sat in the dark, he put his arm around my shoulders and let his had brush down over my tit.
At first, I was startled, but as the movie progressed, his brushes became stronger and more frequent and I could feel each brush from my tit down to my very core.
When the movie was over, he pulled me hard against him and I could feel the hardness of his penis as he claimed my mouth with his. When he finished kissing me, we were both breathless. I had to push him away. I could not continue. I must remain chaste because I had sold my virginity to a photographer who would pay me good money for pictures of my virgin pussy. And even better money if I would allow him to photograph the loss of my innocence to a porn star. I agreed. I signed the contract and I really need the money.
You see, I dream of becoming a veterinarian. I have spent my whole life on the farm tending to all the animals I love so much. I have watched our veterinarian work with our animals and I have learned a lot from him. But it will take money for me to be able to leave the farm and go to school. And when I graduate, I can come back to the farm and be an even better support to my family. Selling my virginity seemed like the only option I had. Even out here in the countryside of Budapest, Tommy and defloration. I've had several friends who have lost their innocence to Tommy and they all said it was a good experience and all that he taught them made them to be better girls for their boyfriends.
I wanted to be that better girlfriend and I needed the money. So, I hatched a plan and contacted the defloration. It was an early spring day and already it was warm, so I put on my favorite pink sundress and my favorite fuchsia panties and headed to the studios. I met Tommy and the producer and photographer and they couldn't have been nicer. We traveled a bit to one of their favorite locations and while we were driving, I got to know Tommy a little better.
He was always gently touching me and he occasionally would give me a chaste kiss. I felt amazing to be the object of this man's affection. He was funny and had a good sense of humor and he was careful with me as he knew I was nervous. I had ample time to get used to his touch as his body before we began filming.
We started with a kiss and that kiss became more passionate as time progressed. He started out gently stroking my breasts and as my nipples pebbled hard and straight, he took the entire breast into his mouth and sucked. Instinctively, my hands flew to his head as I pulled him into suckle first one nipple and then the other. It was a strange sensation at first, and my mind was warring with itself over what was happening to my body, but then sensation turned into indescribable pleasure and my body and my soul began to crave his touch for the pleasure it could bring me.
He then began to finger me where no man had ever ventured before. It started as a little tickle, but the more insistent he became, the tickle turned into a burning sensation that soon had my legs weak and jelly like. His large hands held me up and soon his strokes became faster and more urgent as I gave into these strange and new sensations and then my orgasm hit me fast and unexpected as my eyes rolled back into my head and my body began to shake and quiver from the shear sensation of it all and as it reached its crest, Tommy sucked a nipple into his mouth and sucked with all the strength that he could muster and I began to fall, to float away from my body on wave after wave of sheer pleasure.
Oh My God!