Kandi Barbour, My First Porn Star

If you’ve been reading Pornhater for any length of time, you know we’re quick to point out how easy it is to see vast quantities of porn these days, and how difficult it was to even see a bare tit back when we were teenagers in the ’70s and very early ’80s (yes, we’re little old men here at Pornhater Central Command). Of course you could usually find the old man’s stash of Playboys or Penthouses, but the notion of seeing a chick actually engaging in the sex act seemed tougher than becoming an astronaut. The first time I ever saw a hardcore photo was in a flyer a buddy of mine had gotten in the mail with a one-inch picture of a chick blowing a dude. You had to look at it with a magnifying glass, but it was astonishing — she actually had the guy’s wiener in her mouth!

Well, that was nothing compared to seeing film of a chick getting it on for the first time, and the first porn star I saw in action was Kandi Barbour. Kandi was a real cutie back when pretty porn chicks were something of a rarity — and check out those insane nipples of hers! Her boobs were like delicious pastries topped with sugary pink frosting.

I guess I was 17 at the time, and my pal Henry had ordered a Swedish Erotica Super-8mm loop from somewhere. Back then, Henry and I were always making Super-8mm movies together — ridiculous action and gore flicks that usually sucked out loud, but we both had film projectors at the ready. We huddled in Henry’s bedroom, his mom downstairs cooking dinner while we threaded up that dirty little reel of film. There was no lock on Henry’s bedroom door, so we were both nervous wrecks. Henry fired up the projector and we sat in stunned silence as Kandi went to work honking some ’70s dude’s knob. Man, it was almost as cool as Star Trek.

Then Henry’s mom banged the bedroom door open, announcing that dinner was almost ready. In a desperate attempt to hide our degenerate activity, I flung myself in front of the tiny movie screen to block Henry’s mom’s view of the expert rod-gobbling being performed. Of course, I failed to take into account that I now had Kandi’s talents projected on the front of my fucking t-shirt.

Henry’s mom somehow maintained her cool, acted like there was nothing untoward going on, and closed the door as she left. That’s when Henry noticed what was happening on my shirt. As you might imagine, we both sat contritely at the dinner table  eating our cabbage rolls in silence, trying not to make eye contact with Henry’s mom.

So who was the first porn star you saw in action, and what were the circumstances?

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