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Do you remember these early faps you had, anon? I do, and sometimes I get lucky enough to find some of them.
This is Krista Devoe, and I'm going to share some of the sets I was able to find and reconstruct.
Let's start with my favorite
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I first saw this girl on what we called the "backup CD" in my later school years. A combination CD, labeled backup and multiplied amongst my peers as much as we could which contained an assortment of music, porn, hentai and even some poorly dubbed Anime.
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Now this was the time around which I started to become sexually active on a more regular basis than before. This was due to my body finally growing to the size where my head went from freakishly big to well proportioned and my strong beard grow meant that girls saw me as mature.
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For a short time during that period, I was even seen as something like a stud to my male peers. "How do I get girls like you do" they would ask. And in my young, feeble mind, this boosted my ego.
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>>17086342
Forgot pic, fuck.
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Well, this girl kept my humble in a weird way during those days. She is the one that got away. Not literally, obviously - I never met this girl. But she has an uncanny resemblance on the girl I was too afraid to ask out from a few years before. So much so that I wondered for the longest time if this was her.
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It would have been hilarious if this was her though. The smile, the body shape, the features match so perfecly that girl I wanted desperately. She was unreachable though, firstly because she was one of my closest and longest friends, going back to a time when the perfect sand castle was more important than beer and parties.
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And secondly because she and her family where rather conservative, soft-spoken and religious people.
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Interestingly enough, a few months after discovering this set on the magical backup CD and masturbating my brains out to this lookalike, I met my friend and crush again. I should probably add that at that time, my family had moved to France and she was still living in Germany, so our contact had somewhat cooled.
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At that time, my new found confidence, boosted by being accepted to the University I wanted and my success with girls at the time, allowed me to live in some sort of modern hippy way. All these years of living in the penumbra between the cool kids and the nerds had left me with a lot of disposable income and some rather useful skills like cooking, singing and dancing - all very useful to have for the young adult looking to court every creature even resembling a female.
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So when she and two other friends came to visit me in the little village where my parents had set up shop, in the house overlooking the atlantic ocean, I was prepared to make a move. In a weird way, my mind was telling me that nothing can go wrong since I've pretty much already saw her naked, even if it wasn't her in the truest sense.
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I had it all planned out. I would tell her about my admiration, my lust and my love for her at the beach, during a full moon, after a marvellous dinner and with a bottle of wine cooled by the ocean waves. Yes, I was a faggot like that at the time.
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And I did it. Already picturing our beautiful children, a life of excitement, undying love and affection and so many things that came and went to my chaotic mind I made a dinner fit for gods, I organised for my other friends to go ahead to the village dance off and took her to the beach to make it perfect.
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And it worked. We kissed after a short silence in which she looked at me and to this day I believe that at that time she first saw me as the man I was in the process to become. This salty kiss, almost a deep embrace but not quite, was so different from all the others before and after.
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It was almost supernatural, and to this day I cannot shake the feeling of that kiss. Mixed in with the physical sloppyness that a kiss brings were feelings of relief, a release of incredible amounts of bottled-up lust and a sense of unity with the world surrounding us.
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When I remember that night, I can see the issues though. Back then, I was blind to the difference in her smile. Maybe I assumed that what I now see as doubt on her face was just confusion. After that embrace we proceeded to the Fest noz in the village and had a marvellous time, eating mussels with fries as a snack after hours of dancing, drinking copious amounts of cider and laughing the night away while ever so often retreating to a private corner to make out.
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We slept under the stars that night, all of us. And she was so close to me. I can still smell her hair when I concentrate, feel her slow breath pushing her ribcage against mine, her warm head lying on my breast.
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The next day after breakfast, she came to me and spoke about it. I have learned from this and other encounters with the opposite sex that talking about it is the point of ruin. It drags moments that are not supposed to feel real into reality, gives them context and forces them to bend to the laws that govern all of our other social encounters. Talking about these magical moments dispels them, makes them mundane.
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She told me she had loved me, always. Even when we got married as kids, according to her that was more than just a childrens game. She told me she had kept the tinfoil ring I had made for this engagement.
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She also told me how her parents had ever-so-obviously tried to nudge her towards me as we came of age. Passing comments of my resemblance to stars she liked, mentions of what a good guy I was and so on.
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And then she told me that we cannot be. That if we do this now, we would waste it with our youth. We would make it into one of those young relationships that come easily and go dramatically in the blink of an eye.
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I struggled, tried to find arguments for us, but with every point I made I pulled this moment into the harsh reality, gave it a framework that had to work. Ifs and buts and a strange feeling in my guts.
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We spent the rest of her stay in romance. We didn't talk about it afterwards, but it was clear that this love would last for exactly the time that she had left staying with me, 11 days.
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We kissed, we danced, we made love. We also did mundane tasks together, like cleaning up my small garden, and these tasks became whimsical due to our togetherness.
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She left, and our lives went on. We visited each other regularly, we always made it work. When I was studying in Boston, she emptied her bank account to come visit me. When she was involved in some project in Marrakesh, I made sure to have a private driver payed in advance to drive us around the countryside.
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We would always ask each other if we were seeing someone when we met. And if it so happened that both of us weren't, we consumed our weird relationship to the fullest. But even when we were, we had magical times together, more intimate sometimes than with our respective relationships even though we always respected the erotic barrier and never cheated.
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>>17086440
Another forgotten pic.
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But for a few years now, we are now seeing the same people. I love my wife to be, and I won't leave her, and she loves her long-term boyfriend and won't leave him. Our sexual relationship is at an end, our togetherness came and went and came and went without ever becoming real.
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>>17086446
I still masturbate to these old pictures of a porn model that looks like the girl I loved back when I was even more of a kid than I am today.
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I've never told her about these pictures, though I assume that she knew about the backup CD and maybe she was even seem them.
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Every time I stroke my cock to these pictures, despite still being close to her, I think of this girl in the pictures as the one that got away.
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>>17086450
Fuck me
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I'll check back on this thread in a while, tell me if you want more sets of her.
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YES please !
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Here goes then
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I think that those early girls in my life have strongly influence my taste in fap material.
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I don't really have a preference as far as age, ethnicity, phenotype or other is concerned.
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I do however have a taste for women, both in my life and in digital format, that have a genuine appearance to them.
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Masha P, Christina model, Gianna Michaels, to name some of the more well known ones
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What unites them is the honesty with which they seem to go about their craft, sometimes only for a time in their career, sometimes for their whole career.
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I feel like there is less and less porn made that way. A lot of the models either look like overdone Kardashians at a photoshoot or abused victims.
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I am looking for more in my porn than just a pretty body. I may sound like a fag saying this, but I miss Rocco Siffredi and others like him.
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I am looking for sexuality, not sex, in a picture. The sense of pride and joy that comes with showing a pretty body to the world.
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Because at it's core, this is one of those things that unite us humans. We breathe, we eat, we sleep, we fuck.
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Why not show this sexuality the way it takes place. With all the weird faces in between, the bliss on ones face when the orgasm comes from a mutual understanding and not from an off-camera command.
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I have this video with my wife to be where she blows me in a holiday home that we rented for a few nights only because it was far above our paygrade.
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Sure, the background is beautiful, the location was amazing. The blowjob is an art that she loves to perform and she is very good at it.
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But it is not the blowjob itself that makes me come when I masturbate to it. It is the sight of her hand creeping up my thigh and searching for my hand, it is her closed eyes fluttering in concentration, the quick brushing away of her hair that starts getting in the way.
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It gives the whole situation a sense of realness instead of a stage performance. Sex shouldn't be about the weird race to the orgasm that you can't finish too quickly or too slowly.
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it should be about pleasure. A mix of teasing, shy and confident looks, a short giggle at an embarrassing moment, a determined look as you find the right spot to work on.
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If I just wanted to come, I could just masturbate without any pictures, videos or girl stripping in front of me. That's the way a cock works, friction input leads to semen output.
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I'm not talking about artsy-fartsy stuff though. The "erotic" pictures where an oiled up girl with extremely long legs contorts in front of a ballet dancer doing the dying swan.
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What the fuck is that all about anyways? It's not art to me since it's far too easy to accomplish and doesn't tell you anything. It's not porn since it's not sexual in the way that you would have sex. Picasso had sex like a normal person too, I presume.
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I'ma shut up now and let the set end since I'm running out of rambling to do.
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I could go on with her or switch to another girl - a plae redhead called cherry chase which was my first masturbation back in the day of the first version of the Backup CD mentioned before.
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I'll just dump one of the shortest sets i have. I'm missing a lot in this one i reckon, so if you just so happen to have some of what I miss, my gratitude would be immense.
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That's it, any help appreciated
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One more set, a longer one this time, 35 pictures. Seems to be the same house or a similar one to the short set.
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What i find interesting about this one is that she starts out nude and slowly gets dressed.
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It's not as rare a concept as one might think. It also makes it easier for the photographer to reshoot clothing shots with fresh looking clothes.
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And it allows the lighting for the nude shots to be better prepared for, since you start with them as you start shooting, so time of day is not as much affected by reshoots and sudden weather changes.
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Anyways, I found the missing pieces of this set only yesterday after posting the original images here. Still tough to find a lot on those more or less unknowns from 10 or more years ago, but the internet never forgets, and thank god for that.
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Misspoke, it was 35 pictures.
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One more
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I have a few more unsorted sets, gonna post them if anyone wants, if not, I'll let this thread die. It's been going on for two days now.
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yes pls
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I actually found one more sorted one here. So here goes the blue Kimono set.
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Now I only have unsorted ones left. Still interested?
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Yes............
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>>17086515
Omg I'd eat that ass
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So here we go. Sorry for the delay, life got in the way.
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Fuck, image limit reached
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>>17089453
I'll finish this tomorrow, a few things have come up that I need to take care off first.
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>>17086480
I don't fuck. Apparently, many Japanese don't either, check the statistics. I am not Japanese, but I may be too similar to them in some aspects.
If you are going to tell me that I do not know what I am missing, I know, that is probably what allows me to preserve some sanity.
I don't feel very united to humans either. In fact, I don't feel very human lately.
Thank you for the story, it was interesting, seems legit and a healthy approach to sexuality. It is good to know. This kind of things are very interesting to me.
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