We did the best we could

[midevil]

 

[kid666]

Yes sir, I remember flipping through the catalogs! That was the big Bush era too. So, you were always able to catch a glimpse.

 

[beefnewton]

Victoria's Secret was good, too... back when you didn't even have to wonder about bulges.

 

[MR. BMJ]

This is a true story, lol.

Though I am not a "bush" guy.....I like a smooth and flat landing, or at the very most, a small edged landing strip.

 

[CFM]

The best ones were on the pages stuck together.

 

[schultz1]

Victoria's Secret was good, too... back when you didn't even have to wonder about bulges.

Fredericks of Hollywood was the best. Slutty version of victorias secret

 

[Tuffoldman]

That's pretty funny I was just talking to a client the other day how when we were kids we always grabbed those catalogs before my parents got to him. Had plenty of those hidden underneath my bed. But after a while you couldn't separate the pages.

 

[Mike_RN]

Venus swimwear catalog was like Hustler compared to Victorias Secret

 

[BD Cool]

The old Kathy Ireland and Elle McPherson Sports Illustrated swimsuit edition were standard jerk-off material back in the day. Fun stuff.

 

[Rock Diesel]

The old Kathy Ireland and Elle McPherson Sports Illustrated swimsuit edition were standard jerk-off material back in the day. Fun stuff.

I used to have posters of them lol! Man, back in the day. Kids now days have no clue.

 

[AlphaMale!]

When I was twelve I cut out all these catalog lingerie pics and taped them to my bedroom wall. I had hundreds of them.
My mom said I must like reading catalogs a lot.

 

[jipped genes]

Oh man, let me tell you a story.

My grandma worked for JC Penny, She had the master catalog with all the lingerie in it. I was about 13-14 years old. I used a razor blade to cut out my fav pages and hid them in the wood pile behind the chicken coop. I would "visit" my stash a couple times a day. One day while I was "shaking hands with the milkman", pants around my ankles, T-shirt tucked under my chin, head thrown back closing in on bliss and I hear "AYE! DIOS MIO!" I had time to pull up my pants before the first piece of firewood came hurling at me at a velocity of a meteorite. I ran for my life.

I stayed in the woods until after dark thinking about just running away. I was ashamed and scared but hunger and mosquitoes forced me back. My grandma had a plate of food on the stove for me. She came out of her room, looked at me, said something in Spanish, crossed herself, walked back in her room shaking her head and we never spoke of that again.

I promised myself I would never "abuse" myself again...until 3 days later when I felt like I was gonna explode. But I went way out in the woods to handle my business.