Even girls dress up

I know I have a love hate relationship with porn today. I grew up watching porn, learning all the words for the various acts, of which there is a myriad off, and confusing as they are, to a newbie like me, the simple truth is, when it comes down the the actual sex, it's more like a "Wham, Bang, Thank you Maam" scenario, and both off you heading off into the sunset, in different directions, he devoid of his semen, and you with it in you or on you.

When you have been exposed to Porn initially, it has you captivated, but being truthful, if you like watching porn, there has to come a point when you begin to notice something is missing, and when the moment comes, Porn starts to piss you off big time.

Today the answer to good porn comes from two directions, the Amateur from phones, where the sex is real and raw, where you see something that resembles you, because that is how sex is done, and it's being done by girls you know , the girl next door, that men crave, not some manufactured plastic doll, done up to the nines and fucked up completely, killing a boner when she tries to say something, or her bowels drop out the minute her arse is spread.
Sadly the bad music of the seventies, and the ABBA clothes of the eighties, killed the natural looking hairy pussies, most girl sport, now they shave and have labiaplasty, to make their girly bit look like a ten year old, not by desire, but because the idiots who make this crap go to extremes to sell their fantasy, and it sucks big time.

The other side of their failure lies with mainstream movies, who now, thanks to young bright women directors and producers, are making mainstream movies with explicit sex, and are not afraid to show women at their sexual best, and this time they really can act, and talk, as well as fuck, and these women are up for it, and like the publicity. Of course most of what we see is on the cutting floor, depending upon the actress, and those cuttings end up in private film collections, but the internet is awash with famous legends, being exposed for their bisexuality, their love of prostituting themselves on seedy streets, being tied up and abused, and having sex in seedy hotels and motels, with c***dren young teen boys, but mostly because young girls have sexual fantasies, and being an actress she can live that fantasy on film, like in a gang ****, portraying a whore, or a nymphomaniac, or sex with a monster, you know what I mean, there are what critics call controversial movies screened at Cannes, that win awards, that are getting close to exposing our puberty, our first experiences, and there are no end of actresses talking on 'talking books', whispering into your ear in bed, as you wank yourself listening to her tell how she lost her virginity or how she was ****d and loved it.

Most of my stories are the female side of sex, and not surprisingly, girls and boys are not that far apart when it comes to wanting to experience sex. I still say, it's girls who are the most pushy and dominant, I remember going to the movies with a guy who desperately wanted to have sex with me. When we left the theatre we ducked into a close and started making out, he was into my bra and squeezing my breasts in the most hurtful way I had to stop him, then when I undid his flies and went in looking for his pecker, he shoot his load the minute I got a good grip on his penis, he was not even hard, and I had to laugh, he sounded like a little girl when he cummed, and his knees gave way, but then I realised I was getting nothing out of this, I got angry and stormed off, hoping to be jumped and fucked, before I got home, and had to rely on my fingers.

I was genuine student and I remember for the Freshers Ball, my friend and I got dressed up as Policewomen, wearing lingerie, and we drove to the venue where the ball was being staged, out on the edge of the city, and as we drove we were behind a car that was weaving across the lane, we could see the driver was drunk. My friend Liz suggested I overtake and give him a fright, so we turned on the internal light and I overtook and kept pace with the car and when the driver saw us in our uniform, he indicated and started to pull over.
We were laughing, we had something to tell our friends, but then Liz said, "Pull over, lets have some fun", and I did as she bade. I stopped the car and reversed back up to it where the driver sat quietly.
Liz got out and went up the drivers side and shone her torch into his face and asked for his licence. I got out and hiked my skirt up to mid thigh showing my stocking tops, as a gesture of our students rag, but when I got alongside Liz, she was seriously berating this poor drunk guy, and I wondered, "What the fuck was she up to", she as humiliating him and getting off on it.

I stood quietly wondering if I should let my skirt down a notch and go along with this pretend arrest. She ordered the man out of the car and bent him over the bonnet, forced his legs apart and began to frisk him between his legs, groping his pack and insulting him, to which he kept saying sorry.

Liz straightened him up and marched him around the car, and whispered to me she was going to strip him naked and we were gong to drive off with his clothes.
I remember being almost hysterical with sexual excitement, when I followed he and she was already undoing his shirt, and opening his belt and pants. It was slightly cold, as it as night and in September, and I was shivering slightly with a mixture of cold and sexual excitement.
Liz waisted no time in exposing him, his shirt wide open and his pants and underpants were down at his ankles, to which she had put her foot on and kept them down there.

I came closer and she asked me, "Should we turn him in and charge him or make him lick our fannies as punishment"? I don't think her ultimatum quite struck him yet, but she was fondling his dick, whilst her other hand was against his hairy chest, her voice was thick with desire, and not waiting for my answer, she asked him, if he was willing to fuck us, to get off with this drink driving offence.

I shone my torch down to where she was wanking him and my heart nearly stopped, he had a horses dick, it was thick and long, the biggest I ever saw, and by her expression, the biggest she ever had in her hand. "Here you take it, I need to get my knickers off", she was going to fuck him, but truer still, she was going to **** him, because he still had said nothing.

I took hold of his cock and immediately was jealous she was going to have it first, and I was scared he would cum in her and I would be left frustrated, so as Liz got undressed, and she was doing that, intending to fuck in the back seat, I picked up his wallet and took a business card, whilst stroking his beautiful b**st.

Liz opened the back door and got into the back seat and lay on her back, I ushered the poor man to lie on top of her and then listened to their fucking, being turned on by the car rocking and hearing Liz being pleasured I succumbed to my own needs and began fingering myself, listening to her wetness and moaning sounds, as her pussy was reamed and pounded by that monster cock.

Liz was a screamer and she made sure everyone heard her cumming, three times to be exact, and myself once. I got dressed and waited until they both emerged from the back seat and then he said, "You two are not real policewomen are you not"?

We both laughed as Liz hurriedly got dressed, we had a party to go to, and he came to me and thrust a calling card into my hand, "Give me a call if you want some of this", he remarked, out of Liz's earshot, he was pointing to his pack, and I took his card and smiled, and put it in my bag, I did not answer, I did not need to, he knew I would, but that is another story.