Are There Naked Pictures Of You Floating Around?

With the "release" of Kendra's sex tape (who leaked that? gee...I wonder), I got to thinking about all these young stars (I'm looking at you Vanessa Hudgens and Miley Cyrus) who have pictures of themselves in various states of undress floating around. You know it's one thing when an adult does this, but come on girls! You are in high school. Anyway, I completely digress from the topic I am heading toward.

Have you taken naked photos or shot a amateur porn?

I haven't had the pleasure of making my own video of sexual escapades and I'm not sure I would want to. I have a feeling the way I think I look during sex is probably not how I actually look during sex. What, strike that. I have a feeling all the insecurities I have during sex will appear on tape and turn me into a nun before I've even seen anything remotely sexual.

But in my misspent youth, aka the college years, I had a boyfriend, The First. The First was the lucky recipient of a couple of firsts...my first time actually doing the deed, my first real blow job, my first time having a guy go down on me, AND THE FIRST NAKED PICTURES OF ME. You see, Valentine's Day and our Anniversary fell very close to each other so it was always tough to decide what kind of gift to get the other person. Factor in our small bank accounts, and the gifts tended to be less than exciting. However, that year The First and I really stepped our game up (isn't it amazing how right before the breakup things are great?). He went to the store and bought me tulips (gentleman, my FAVORITE) and tons of Victoria's Secret goodies and made me a cute card complete with professions of love and a poem. I made him a scrapbook of our times together, ordered pizza and picked up his favorite beer and ice cream from Cold Stone AND...bought a disposable polaroid camera. With which I managed to use half the role of film taking pictures of myself for him: Naked with hearts over my nipples and vagina proclaiming Happy Valentine's Day!

I'm not going to lie and say I'm not great at gift giving because honestly, I rock at it. For example, today for my gym buddy Travis' 23rd birthday I gave him a 40 oz Miller Lite and a box of condoms. The only gift better would have been sex. Seriously.

Anyway, The First LOVED the gifts. Though he destroyed the scrap book after we broke up in a fit of rage after a screaming match over STDs. Like I said, our relationship was fucked up enough that we should have been on Jerry Springer. However, at the time I showed I was sentimental (scrapbook), thoughtful (his favorites, the night before an exam too!) and horny (hello sexy, naked pictures and disposable camera!). Obviously, The First took a couple of study breaks to make use of his camera and from what I remember managed to capture a few pictures of us having sex, me posing in my new Victoria's Secret products and me giving him a blowjob.

STUPID STUPID STUPID....any thoughts of being famous should now be flushed down the toilet because if my mother saw those I wouldn't have a chance to die from sheer mortification. My very Catholic family would murder me the minute the pictures hit the tabloids. I've talked to The First once since we graduated college (and it did not go well) and he claims to have destroyed anything having to do with me when he and his next girlfriend got together but I still have to wonder if that's the truth. Would grainy, polaroids of me in various states of undress pop up should my name become well-known?

What about you guys? Have you done naked, sexy photos with or for your guy? Did you get them back after the break up? Would you ever do that in the future?