The casting day or how they called it to be an interview with a girl finally arrived, and I found myself in the modern part of Moscow, a stark contrast to the historical sites and narrow streets I was familiar with. The studio was vast, echoing with the soft whispers of people chatting and the distant sound of a camera shutter clicking away. It was a world I had never ventured into, and every step I took felt both daunting and exhilarating. Being surrounded by tall, confident models, I felt out of place with my curly blonde Read more >>> hair and average stature. But I reminded myself repeatedly, "Agnia, you’re here for a reason." Deep breaths, I told myself, trying to find solace in the rhythm of my heartbeats. A makeup artist approached, gently brushing and contouring my face. She didn’t speak much but gave me reassuring smiles from time to time. When it was time for me to change, I hesitated. I had to showcase my skills without any clothes, a requirement I was aware of but wasn’t emotionally prepared for. Walking onto the set, I felt a rush of cold air, goosebumps rising on my skin and making me look somewhat pale. This was honestly kinda funny in a way. I looked like white death with the cringy make up and the cold I felt first in the room. The lights were bright, almost blinding, and in front of me was the photographer, a young woman with piercing blue eyes and platinum blonde hair. "Ready?" she asked, her voice gentle and understanding. Nodding, I started posing, trying to recall all the videos and articles I had consumed on modeling. To my surprise, after the initial moments of hesitation, it felt liberating. But then all this turned into something insane and to be more precise about it.. it was us falling into the ecstasy of love and passion and having our first lesbian sexual experience and her teaching me too many new things about it and helping me reach my first ever orgasm and it felt incredible, she also showed me how to pleasure myself and others if I end up in such situation later in life! The weight of society's gaze, my personal insecurities, everything just melted away, replaced by the empowering feeling of owning one’s body and being proud of it. She made me realize how important sexual contact is! When the session was over, the videographer approached me with a wide grin. "For someone doing this for the first time, you were absolutely fantastic," she praised. I blushed, taken by surprise. The experience had been transformative, and I felt like a new chapter had just begun in my life. Upon leaving the studio, the reality of Moscow's streets greeted me. Yet, the buildings looked a little brighter, the sky a tad bluer. Maybe it was just my newfound confidence, but everything seemed more vibrant, more alive. And though I had just met my true self for the first time, I felt like I had known her all my life.
I'm a virgin! This is my first time havng sex with a girl. Her hot tongue touched my hymen. Everything between my labia became wet and slippery. View more >>>
