u/Dipnoi

I was a late bloomer. At 19, I had only recently discovered the pleasure of masturbation, and I was trying to make up for lost time. Back then, internet at home wasn't still very widespread, so I had to get my hands on some physical stuff in order to, well, get my hands on my physical stuff.

The newsstand attendant knew right away what I was looking for. He saw it in my eyes (particularly, the way my eyes were scanning the adult magazines). He listed my options, and one of them stuck out -- "Naked blondes in California." Such caption was on a 1991 back issue of Spain's Playboy. I bought it right away.

One hour later, I was as naked as those blondes, enjoying their company. Those early masturbation experiences were a ritual: I got rid of all my clothes, lied down in the empty bathtub (I was afraid of soiling anything), and went to work, right hand going up and down my hard dick, left hand flipping through the blondes that were hardening it. I don't remember who I came for. Was it Heather, with her amazing tits? Was it Michelle, with her amazing tits? Maybe it was Nichole, with her amazing tits. Maybe it wasn't tits at all -- maybe I came to Tiffany's cute ass, or the other Michelle's sheer cuteness. Maybe it's good I don't remember who -- that way, they were all my first. Eventually I'd masturbate to the playmate as well, and then to many other playmates over the years. But my very first Playboy orgasm was over these bewitching, bare-naked, blonde beauties on the beach.

Some time later, my little brother stole my Playboy, and when I got it back, the pages were stuck together. I hated that. I hated to see Barbie or the Rief sisters getting damaged as I tried to enjoy them again. Luckily, 30 years later I can reminisce about these beautiful ladies who introduced me to Playboy's pleasures. So here's to my naked blondes in California. Ladies, this next ejaculation is for you.