My freaky girlfriend 1

Looking back on things in my life I would have to say that it wasn’t really at all that bad. Things were always good for us and we had everything we could possibly want. There were problems and some were worse than others, but we always came out smelling like roses. My parents owned quite a small businesses in our small town, so as you can imagine, our financial situation wasn’t really bad at all. It wasn’t perfect and we weren’t rich by any means, but we lived comfortably. They worked their asses off but always found time for my sister and I. Then as we got older tragedy struck our small family. From that, I learned the value of hard work, by choice, but also because I had to. My parents both worked their asses of for what they had, and for what they provided for me and my sister.

The tragedy that hit my family wasn’t anything we expected. Dad got cancer and died. It was a very aggressive cancer and shortly after he was diagnosed with it, he got really sick. It wasn’t till a little over a year after he got diagnosed that he died. He had many many rounds of chemo, radiation, and surgeries, unfortunately, it wasn’t enough and he died. It was a real bad time for us all to be honest. Now it was just me, my mom, and sister Addison. We had a very large house and the payments started to get behind, mainly because of the huge medical bill that was still there. Mom worked her ass of to get what we needed and to keep a roof over our heads. But as we all know, when it rains, it pours it’s ass off. This was no different. Mom started talking about moving into a different house or an Appartment so that we could afford to live. She sold our boat, and the small business they owned and it still wasn’t enough to scratch the surface.

Here is the thing, my mom made great money, even before my dad got sick. The medical bills from the hospital just started to pile up and it was too much for my mom. I was 16 when I started working a part time job. I didn’t have to but I wanted to help my mom as much as possible. The problem was, no matter how hard we worked, we just couldn’t make ends meet, and I ended up having to quit my job to help take care of Addison, not to mention the fact that I was still in school. My moms stress started to take a toll on me and so I started looking around to see what I could do to make good money. Well, I found something that I could do, but I knew she would not like it. It was going to take some convincing to get her to let me do it. I’ll explain what that was shortly.

My name is Chad. I am 6’1 and weigh 165. I’m thin with an athletic build. I play sports regularly, and work out from time to time. I have a 7 and a half inch dick that is pretty thick and have been loved by quite a few girlfriends. I have blonde hair and hazel eyes, I spent a lot of time out doors with no shirt so I had a pretty decent tan. For some reason I am very popular with the girls in school so I had no problem getting a girlfriend. I never had a problem keeping a girlfriend either. I was a nice guy and for once I was targeted by many girls. I lost my virginity when I was a certain age, to my older girlfriend. Who was a little older than me at the time.

When I was much younger, my interest in sex had peaked. I watched a lot of porn and did so even though I had girlfriends. The best part was that I did everything I saw and learned from porn to my girlfriends including anal. Needless to say when I didn’t have a girlfriend, I still got laid. One night I was at home by myself and I was watching porn, I was still 16 by this time. Then it hit me, what if I did porn, I mean, I may not be perfect physically but I can work on that and learn as much as possible. Then I watched an interview with a female teen porn star who was talking about how many guys there are out there that think they can do porn, but they lack the ability to. Things like, get rock hard on command, stay hard for a long time, not get hard until certain things happen, and cum on command. That’s when the light bulb came on.

I was still 16 and we were desperate for money. So I though that I was going to try to do this. For a long long time I practiced and worked hard to accomplish those things, and believe me it’s not as easy as it sounds. But the more I practiced the better I got at it. Let’s just say that my then girlfriend started to absolutely love having sex with me. Especially when I started to get good at doing all of those things. I also started to work out a lot to at least put enough muscle on to impress my future co stars. Luckily I didn’t have to work very hard at it, but I did anyway. I had a six pack that wasn’t to obvious and nice pecks as well. After almost a year my body had changed and I had gotten really good at the things I needed to do in order to be a porn actor.

We did end up having to move when I was 16. My girlfriend had broken up with me by then so it wasn’t as hard to move. I had a lot of friends that I had to say good bye to. We were moving from Missouri to California. We were moving to the north end of the state where my moms sister who had just recently divorced lived. She had three kids, my cousins, John who was 3, Jason who was 5 and Bethany who was 7. I hadn’t seen them in a very very long time. I was nervous as hell about making that move, but I also understood why we had too. The great thing was that my step sister Addison and I were very very close. She slept in my lap and arms the entire way down. Mom had to sell everything we had just to be able to move.

You see, this was going to work out for all of us for one reason. They had a huge house that was paid off in the boonies. When my aunt got divorced her ex husband just gave the house to her. She didn’t have a college degree so she was struggling just to live. My mom on the other hand made great money and was struggling to pay the medical bills. So by us moving into their huge 8 bedroom house, my aunt and mom both working it would work our perfectly, or so thought. I still planned to help them as much as possible. My mom landed a job paying almost double what she was getting paid in Missouri, so that was a great day for all of us.

When we got to California we got to our new home and got settled. I started at my new school and everything. At first I was nervous about seeing my cousins but that all vanished. They all gravitated to me and my sister like magnets. Things were still rough and tight as far as money was concerned. It was a constant battle with finances and it started to get to the point that we couldn’t eat some nights, well my sister and I chose not to so our much younger cousins could eat. My aunt had a low paying job by then. She tried like hell to pay me and Addison to baby sit her kids when they were both gone. We turned her down flat, telling her that we would do it for free. We both talked about it and realized that we couldn’t in good conscious make her pay us to watch the kids. Later on, she got hurt really bad at work and had to be placed on disability. That’s when I decided to think about my idea. It was just that before, but as things got worse, I realized that I had to at least try it. I had to help bring money in or we would be living in the dark, with no food, and possibly kicked out of the house for not paying taxes. We were desperate, and I was desperate to help, I had to do something. Mom was on the verge of filing for bankruptcy. I was 17 and my sister was 12 by then, so I decided that since I was almost 18, it was time to try. It may work, it may not, the only thing I had to do, was try, the worst that could happen was they turned me down. The only thing I didn’t like about it was that I had to lie about my age.

It had been almost one year of nothing but struggles. I kept practicing my new skills every night, and really got good at it.