I have just been reading my own blog back, and the few replies - thank you for those. 

I stopped writing the book as a project but have recently gone back to it, re-read that, edited a few bits and added mre to it. It's a long way from being finished, if it ever gets close to that, but is not something I like to read to myself, remind me of the happier days when I was in to all sorts. 

I've taken an extract from it, hope you enjoy. Is it real, or fantasy - you tell me :-)

Hard to think where to start. I'll skip the early stuff for now although it was quite an odd time for me. I'll start where both Linda & myself were 'models' for the local camera club and may go back on how that came to be another time.

We started off with pretty tame stuff but the guys soon realised we were into each other and would do almost anything they asked. We kissed, played with each other, undressed each other and so on. We were asked to pose with various things like bananas to cucumbers but it went from posing to using and we loved it. 

We were very popular and were getting paid for the sessions. It wasn't a lot of money at first, more of a whip round of the guys who were there but word got around and we started to get asked to do private sessions. Still at the camera club but doing specific things. Clothing was provided, sometimes it got ripped off as part of the set but other times we had to be careful with the costumes as they had to go back. 

It wasn't for a long time that we found out that these pictures were being sold to mens magazines in Europe. Too hot for the British market. I once got to see myself and Linda in an Italian mag, couldn't understand the subtitles but I could see the action of course. 

The money got better and better the more we got into this. We were given dildos and other things to use. I remember the first time we saw a double ended dildo, it was like two dildos stuck together with a battery compartment in the middle, not very sexy to look at. But is was good to use. I remember it was the first time we had both orgasmed at the same time in a photo shoot. We had made each other cum several times before. 

Then we were being asked for even stronger stuff. OK, so we didn't realise what we had got in to still, we thought it was a bunch of guys who needed wanking material, although some were pretty new members of the club. 

We were asked to use dildos in our bums, anal action was new to both of us so we only used something small the first time, then had a lot of practise at home before the next session. We were joined together with a cucumber and a large carrot in one set of shots. Both holes filled. 

Oh we loved it, being the centre of attention, having fun and getting paid. We managed to finance our first flat together, putting down the deposit and paying rent in advance. Then we had to buy our own stuff to cook and eat. We replaced the beds too as they were horrible old things and god knows who had slept on them before.

I'll go back over our work at the time, and parents and all that another time.

Then came a guy who wanted us alone, not at the club. We hardly knew him so spoke to Clive, the guy who had looked after us all this time. He said he would sort it out. The guy wanted to do a long photo shoot at our flat, we said no. We didn't want people knowing where we lived, especially if we didn't know them. 

So we did the shoot at Clive's instead. We were told in advance this guy wanted lots of fisting, we had only just started doing that after being shown some magazines. We drew the line at him touching us, he wanted to do the fisting but we refused. Clive said that was probably for the best. The guy was a maniac, wanting us to do double fist and all sorts. No way we said, we were not into that. Ass fisting was also a no back then. If we had not done it to each other already then we were not going to start while he was taking pictures.

We were asked to pose with fellas too. They were told strictly 'no entry', they must not get too close either. It may look like they were in to the hilt on camera, but we never let them. It got a bit steamy when a guy went down on us, but it was never as good as doing it to each other. A womans touch and all that.

Another girl joined us at one shoot. She was there to fist both of us but we were not allowed to do her for some reason. We were getting good money so we didn't argue and that was quite a session. She was good, but told us she had never done it before. She had been shown pics of us doing it to each other and that was her training. 

I'm so glad that it was still proper film and someone had to develop the prints back then. Had it been digital then our pics could easily have been everywhere. Apart from the original camera club guys and the one magazine I saw we never got to see any of the shots. 

We got asked to do all sorts and most of the time we said yes. As long as we knew in advance, and could practise at home if needs be, we were happy to try most things. And that's how I got shagged by a dog.

I know I said I only posed, but you can't tell a dog they can't do what comes naturally to them. The guy taking the pics wanted some shots of the dog mounting me, but said the dog would stay still on command. Wrong. The first ten minutes or so he did as he was told then I think he got my scent, I was getting turned on by all this. 

Next thing I know was in me, I moved fast, he was back out but the photographer and Clive both realised what had happened and they apologised. The dog wasn't sorry, he mounted me again and this time I didn't jump away. I smiled sweetly for the camera as the dog thrusted. He popped out, I saw the camera move to get shots of the dog dick between my legs, and it was dripping already.

We had a talk, I was offered shit loads of money and was a greedy cow. The camera was moved to get better shots. I was given a skirt to put on as the dog had been clawing at my sides and hurting. A nice fur rug was put down then the dog came back to sniff at me. 

I wasn't ready for him. He jumped up and pushed, and went right up my arse. I felt the knot, it was getting bigger, it hurt but I couldn't move. I was tied to the dog. I felt him coming inside me. He stayed there for a good half hour before the knot went down enough to slip out and I ruined the fur mat as a load of really messy goo squirted out behind me. 

It hurt, a lot. Clive checked me over and said there was no blood then rubbed some soothing cream all around and inside too. Yes, I had had things up there before, but it was the sheer size of the knot that had caused the pain. I still don't know how big that was but have watched a lot of videos since so have an idea. 

When I got back home Linda asked how it had been and was quite shocked that I had gone for dog sex so easily. Then I showed her the money. A big wad of cash, I had not even counted it.