For me it all started with my Dads magazines, no idea why but for some reason I found myself rooting around in his cupboards when I discovered a rather dog eared copy of Fiesta magazine. As a horny 18 year old man the sight of seeing all these ladies showing their tits and hairy fannies was the start of a lifetime addiction to porn.
My parents would spend every Saturday doing the weekly shop at the supermarket which meant I was at home alone with plenty of time to look through his magazine collection, which as an avid reader I soon learned was updated once a month following a visit from their good friends Barry and Stella. this suited me down to the ground as I was in a healthy supply of magazines that were regularly updated giving me plenty of new wanking material.
Over the years the magazines kept coming but on occasion there was the odd video tape thrown in for good measure. Fairly tame electric blue stuff but as a now horny lad very much the order of the day. Every Saturday morning was a complete wank fest!
One such Saturday found me wanting a further fix of porn but there were no magazines in the regular drawer. Perplexed I started to search new places and eventually I found a new stash in amongst which was an old VHS video with no label. Curious as boys are I took it out and slid it into the machine.......
I was a little surprised when it started playing as all it showed was our lounge!
The video camera had obviously been mounted on a tripod and left to record whatever was about to happen in the lounge, maybe it was innocence after all....
I was just about to press stop and return it to the drawer when I heard voices, initially my parents which I recognized straight away but then others, another couple maybe.
I sat and tried to work out who the voices may have been but before I had twigged the answer came to light in the screen when my parents walked into the lounge accompanied by Barry and Stella. they looked like they always did after a night out down the local working men club, the ladies dressed up in their going out dresses and the guys in shirts and jackets.
the two couples sat down either side of the room on the facing sofas and chatted for a short while whilst they drank their drinks, it was evident from the laughter that they had consumed a fair amount of alcohol and the atmosphere in the room was quite jolly.
My dad produced a pack of cards which were dealt out to all four of them at which point it became very evident that I was about to witness my parents playing strips poker, I mean who else records a card game unless its going to get fruity!
Sure enough a losing hand was first dealt to Barry who stood up and removed his jacket before sitting down again. I had no idea where this was going but my cock was a bit further on from me!
Next to lose was my dad followed by Barry once again, which was a bit annoying to say the least, I was desperate for Stella to lose as I had always had a thing for her. Stella was a few years younger than my parents and in my eyes a bit trendier than them as well. She always dressed impeccably, usually in skirt and blouse which always showed off her neat figure. Whilst she would never be a match for my own mother with her massive 48" tits she still packed what looked to be a very respectable 38DDs which my teenage cock had been beaten over more than once.