“Are you 18?” asked the lady who called me up after looking at the pictures I sent. “We only work with girls who above 18 years of age and virgins.” “Welllll, I am a virgin but I turn 18 only after two weeks. Can’t I come for the shoot, please?” “We will schedule it for the day after you turn 18. Are you free that day?” Of course I was free! I have been preparing for this for so long now .
Let me introduce myself properly. I am Tanya. What do I say about myself? I just turned 18 yesterday. I am a virgin and I am quite shy. Well, not in front of the camera, as you have seen but otherwise. I stay in a city in Ukraine that’s near the sea. Our city is very old and beautiful and I love staying here. Apart from modeling, my other love is history…I love beautiful architecture and our city if full of it. Because of this, we have tons of tourists all around the year.
My parents are separated and I stay with my mother. My father stays a few blocks away but we hardly meet. He’s into pretty young things as my mother never fails to remind me. He’s also drunk most of the time. He paints portraits of tourists and is extremely talented. I love the gasps of amazement and stunned looks when they see the final portrait. His talent is well known among the tourists and they flock to him. He sometimes turns them down if he’s not in the mood and this was another thing that angered my mother. If he wasn’t so alcoholic, he could have become famous…and then our lives would have been so different. My mother, on the other hand, has not a single creative bone, except in cooking…she’s very good at that. She’s stable, reliable, serious and a bit boring but earns a steady income.
I grew up with talks on having an ambition in life and sticking to it. With a father who was a bit like me but had no time and a mother who did not understand me at all, I was always lost. I fell in and out of love but never had the courage to go ahead with someone. My father has had many affairs…and there are so many times I have often seen him in what my mother calls a ‘compromising position’. Young tourists model for him and often in the nude too. I have seen my father gently brush the hair away from young girls, touching the nipples as if by accident. I haven’t seen much beyond this but can imagine. I try to sit the way I see these girls sit…I pose in front of the mirror without my clothes.
I was 16 when I had my first orgasm. I did not know what happened as a shiver ran through me while I was lost in another world, looking at my mirror image, touching my virgin pussy. I have experimented quite a lot since then. And know how to get pleasure. Sometimes I feel I might die a virgin as I am so shy. It is through a friend of a friend that I heard about defloration.com. I wrote to them with my number. It was almost two months later that the lady called me. My mother doesn’t know about this. Maybe she wouldn’t mind but I don’t want t share. One day, I will tell her but not now.
I enjoyed posing in front of the camera. I wish my boobs were a little bigger but I did the best I could. I love rubbing them…makes my teenage pussy wet…and I had especially got my hair removed for this day…it was painful but oh so worth it!! I think I made that lady too a bit…you know! Sometimes I see modeling shows on the net and try to copy them. As my hands moved over my ass, my virgin clit ached…It was the first tie I was showing off my body in front of someone…that is a different kind of thrill…my teenage tits were tight…my vagina was throbbing… I imagined a man who was older, gentle and firm pushing me down…I imagined his cock and how he would bring it near my virgin pussy…Maybe someday it would be here, in this studio itself that I get deflowered by someone like that. Who knows? As for today, it was the most fascinating day of my life!
