Diary Dior #59 ⇐ General

[Anonymous]

I like a varied sex life. Maybe this is why incredible adventures happen to me. When “this” happens, I can’t think about anything else, I become like a spring and “it” doesn’t let me go. I literally feel physical withdrawal. Masturbation, of course, relieves some of the tension, but the idea, the desire to have violent and hard sex takes over. I take what happens to me for granted and I have several ways to deal with tension, both with regular and unfamiliar men. I usually start with a short list of regular partners. These are great men who are guaranteed to fuck me vigorously, juicy and hard. However, there are times when nothing but a stranger's hard cock can free me from the captivity of lust and depravity. I have a best friend - Camilla. We've been friends since school. She looks almost like me: short, with dark hair, full lips, small but firm breasts and a round ass. As I already said, we have been friends since school and our families are also friends. We rent an apartment for two and live together. We also love to travel! In winter and summer we definitely go somewhere to relax! Each of our trips ends with a wild sexual adventure! This is what my story will be about. Summer came, and Camilla and I decided it was time to go on a trip. I discussed this idea with my mother, and she immediately advised us to visit Paris - the city of love. I always listen to my mother’s opinion, so without hesitation, we bought tickets and went to France. When we finally got there, we happily checked into a cozy hotel. We dropped our things, took a shower, together of course, and went for a walk around beautiful Paris. Camilla and I had a wonderful time in this beautiful city. We visited the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre Museum and Versailles. During our walks we constantly took selfies. With the Eiffel Tower in the background, Camille and I hugged and took a photo. Then I lifted the hem of my skirt, showing off my white panties, through which the tender lips of my pussy stood out, and we took another photo. A second later, Camilla took a step away from me, exposing her delicious tits, and I took the photo again. Camilla was wearing a light blue short dress with a shiny little ruffle at the back. When we were at the Louvre Museum, we also took memorable selfies. I stood in front of a beautiful building, sticking my butt out slightly and lifting the hem of my skirt. I was wearing a red short skirt with white speckles and a pink T-shirt. Camilla squatted down, spreading her legs for the photo. Her short dress spread to the sides, and everyone who passed by could see her clean-shaven, pink, beautiful pussy. Yes, that's right, she was without panties. When evening came, around 11:00 p.m., my friend and I were standing in our room in front of a large mirror. We wore only lacy panties and put on our best dresses, preparing for a night of clubbing in search of adventure and fun. I chose a black sheer mini dress, high heels and a choker around my neck. Camilla opted for a black minidress with sequins and black stilettos. Finally, having completed all the preparations, we, clicking our heels, set off to conquer the city at night. There were a lot of people in the club. Flickering bright lights, loud music, dancing on the dance floor - all this created a festive atmosphere. We ordered a cocktail at the bar and took a free table to enjoy the atmosphere. After some time, we were joined by a man who looked to be about forty-five years old, a tall and attractive brunette with light stubble and combed-back hair. He treated us to cocktails and introduced himself in his broken Russian as Christophe. We introduced ourselves back, happily welcoming our new acquaintance. We chatted for a while about everything and nothing in particular, Christophe talked about his business and what he does in life, and Camille and I shared with him our plans for a vacation in Paris: we came here to have fun and meet new people friends. An hour flew by unnoticed during this pleasant conversation and light flirting. Christophe invited us to go to the VIP room, and we, of course, happily agreed. He put his arms around our waists and his palms were almost immediately on our butts. So we ended up in the VIP box. Our VIP box was located on the roof of the club, looking like a spacious veranda. We sat comfortably on a cozy sofa, and Christophe, sitting between us, enthusiastically talked about his nightclubs in Paris, which belong to him. “There is one small tradition in our clubs,” said Christophe. - Close your eyes. With a smile on my face, I followed his request. “We always kiss our guests,” he said, and at that same second his lips touched mine. I readily responded to the kiss without opening my eyes. A few moments later, Christophe took my hand and lowered it down. I felt something hard and hot in my palm. Opening my eyes, I was surprised to find that there was a large and hard penis in my hand! This dick had a small head, but a thick shaft with protruding veins, and it was very pleasant to hold in the palm of your hand. Looking down, I saw Camille, who was lying at Christophe’s feet, enthusiastically licking his balls. But what struck me most was that the people relaxing in the same box did not pay any attention to us, as if this was in the order of things. Some girls watched what was happening with interest, and some even smiled meaningfully. “Come on, Christina, help your girlfriend, I know you want this,” the man said, stroking my hair. I didn’t want to give in to temptation right away, but this big and hard dick was already in my fist, and there was nowhere to retreat. I wanted this myself. I cast aside all doubts and, descending towards his penis, immediately wrapped my lips around the head. Smacking my lips, I began to suck his dick, sliding my hand up and down the shaft and gently running my lips along the tip. He seemed to enjoy it. I continued to caress him with my tongue, enjoying his taste. For several minutes, I simultaneously sucked the wet head and jerked him off, without interrupting the movement of my lips. Then I took his hot dick into my mouth and started moving my head up and down, covering his hard shaft with my drool. My hand followed the movements of his head and simultaneously jerked him. The wet caresses of my mouth made Christophe pulsate and his body tremble slightly. “Mmm... Ah... Yes, just like that...” he moaned. A moment later, Camilla joined me, and together, like two partners, we simultaneously worked on his hard dick. - Oh bitches! I'm cumming! - Christophe groaned. This happened even earlier than I expected, but this is not surprising when a man gets sucked off by two girls at once. I was so carried away by the process that I automatically took his sperm into my mouth. I pressed my lips tighter and grabbed onto him, bringing him to the very end. At that moment, Camilla, with her legs spread wide apart, her panties pulled to the side and everyone could see her smoothly shaved pussy, kissed the man deeply, and he, in turn, massaged her pussy. - Ooooh! - the man groaned. After his convulsions, my hot mouth was filled with male nectar. I felt the taste of sperm, which shot into my mouth again and again, collecting around my tongue. His bitter and strangely sweet taste filled my mouth as I continued to stroke and suck until his orgasm subsided. Then I held my breath, braced myself, and swallowed. It turned out to be more difficult than I thought, but I wanted to do it. - Holy shit, you swallowed it! - said Christophe, happy as an elephant, while simultaneously caressing Camilla’s tits with his hands. “We like to be obedient girls...” my friend added. "Get up, girls!" - Christophe said, jumping to his feet. - You should visit my club! It's only for select ladies and gentlemen, but you've passed the test! After exchanging glances with Camilla, we followed the man. We arrived at our destination, got out of the car and headed towards the entrance of the club. At the entrance we were greeted by an impressive guard - a large man with bulging muscles. Christophe, my companion, shook hands with the guard. "How's life?" he asked. “Hello,” the man answered and added: “Come in.” Camille and I followed Christophe, but the guard stopped us and said: - Wait, where are you going? - Christophe! — I called out to him in bewilderment. “Do you want to get in with me?” - he asked in response. “Of course,” I answered shyly. The man looked at us and said: “Find a way.” “But we don’t speak French,” Camille said. “Think of something,” answered Christophe and entered the club. I looked at the guard and asked: “Mani?” and showed him the bills. The big man looked at the money and shook his head. Then he came close to me, extended his hand and climbed under my short dress. His fingers were between my legs and he began to gently massage my pussy through the thin fabric of my panties. I knelt down in front of the man and unbuttoned his pants: first his belt, then his fly. When I penetrated his briefs, a hard penis burst out. Taking it in my palm and looking up at the man, I began to suck on the wet head. Camilla stood nearby and smoked silently. His penis was circumcised, completely shaved, not long, but quite thick and firmly standing. While I, drooling, sucked the head, my hand actively jerked the hard shaft. When Camilla finished her cigarette, she took my place. Smiling, she covered the hard male flesh with kisses, and then began to give him a juicy blowjob. After about five minutes, the man grunted, and streams of sperm fell onto Camille's tongue. Her tongue was completely covered with male nectar. Continuing to smile and looking into the face of this lucky man, she hid her tongue in her mouth and swallowed everything. Watching my best friend suck and swallow cum, I felt my stomach burning and my panties starting to get wet. Hiding his limp penis, the man let us into the club. When we went inside, a charming blonde greeted us in the corridor. She was completely naked, with long and straight hair, size two breasts and an elegant waist. She had piercings on her flat tummy. The blonde stood behind the counter, which resembled a reception desk. - Mandatory dress code, lady. Please take off your dresses and leave your purses. These are the rules of our establishment,” she said with a sweet smile. - Camilla, what do you say? — I turned to my friend. “Otherwise we’ll have to kill her,” she joked. - Ha-ha-ha! Very funny. Your things will stay here, oh-for-you! — the girl said, crossing her arms over her chest. Camilla and I obediently lowered our dresses down and were left only in panties and heels. The girl gave us each a black openwork mask, and we put them on and went into the hall. What I saw made me sweat: there were naked couples and groups having sex everywhere. Music was playing, and the girls wriggled in different positions on tables, sofas, and even at the bar, where hungry men took turns having them. Four men immediately surrounded Camilla, and she knelt down and opened her mouth wide. I was waiting for one of the men to call me. Turning to face the room, I saw two circles of men surrounding two women who were sucking and jerking them off on their knees. Two men sat on the sofa, slowly stroking their penises, and only one guy stood alone. When our eyes met, I called him, and he moved towards me with a smile. The boy was polite, thin and clean-shaven. He leaned his elbows on the bar counter, and I held his hips, he groaned when, teasing him, I slid my tongue along the entire length of his penis. When I wrapped my lips around him, I felt an incredible buzz. The man's raging hard-on was evidence of my power over him. I felt like a slut, desired, daring... Sucking dick in front of all these people I don't know. Allowing myself to relax and play this little playful game, I enjoyed the hard texture and hot warmth of his cock. I continued to lick it, wetting it with my tongue and lips, sucking the tip. The man trembled and wheezed under my caresses. Looking at him, I asked: - Fuck me in the mouth. I gave control to the man and he took my head and shoved his dick down my throat. The male held me by the hair and fucked me in the mouth, and I, drooling down my chin, just sobbed: “HLFF HLFF HLFF.” The movements of his dick were quick and short. It was very hot. The process itself, the way he used my mouth, trying to come, all this caused a storm of emotions in me. I felt like a real whore and I loved it. I pressed my lips and tongue against his penis, pressing lightly. Giving him the very sensations he was looking for. Just think, I'm getting fucked in the mouth at some kind of orgy! From this thought, my pussy released juices abundantly. My heart was pounding wildly, adrenaline filling my body. I was so excited. The male leaned back and began to furiously jerk his penis, wet from my drool. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth wide - Feed me. - I whispered. Right now he will fill me with his sperm and mark my face. I was looking forward to this, as if some kind of demon had possessed me. Jets of sperm sprayed into my mouth and onto my face, hot sperm slowly spread over my face. He marked me with a symbol of his pleasure, his desire, his need for me. When this man finished giving me his nectar, other men who were watching us immediately took his place. Before I had time to come to my senses, I discovered three large penises in my face, swaying invitingly in front of me. Excitement and lust completely took over me. I didn’t even have to say anything, I opened my mouth myself and, smacking my lips, began to suck the wet head. If just a couple of minutes ago my mouth was enjoying only one member, now I was filled with three at once. Passing my head from hand to hand in a circle: “GRKL GRKL GRKL GRKL.” As soon as my mouth was free, I spat drool and discharge onto my tits, barely having time to spit, a new penis was immediately inserted into my mouth: “HLFF HLFF HLFF HLFF.” And so on in a circle, as if I were their personal fuck toy. When the men finished, I was left alone. There were streaks of tears on my face, mixed with mascara, saliva and sperm. The guy next to me was fucking a woman, putting her in doggy style, and two other men took turns fucking her in the mouth. I was in a kind of trance, thinking about what happened. Waking up from my thoughts, I wanted to find Camilla. But I didn’t have the strength to get to my feet, and I crawled on all fours towards the side where I last saw her. My Camilla was lying on a round bright red bed, her legs were spread wide apart, sperm was oozing from her open pussy, and her body was trembling slightly from the powerful orgasm she had just received. I climbed on top of her and kissed her on the lips “Hello, bunny,” I told her. “Hello, love,” she smiled back. We kissed deeply again. While Camilla and I were enjoying kissing, someone began to caress my body: stroking my back, kneading my ass. Then my panties were pulled down and I felt a man's fingers exploring my tender pussy. I groaned and arched my back, everything swam before my eyes. Suddenly I was picked up and placed on my back on the same bed where Camilla and I had just enjoyed each other. And now my legs are on the shoulders of some healthy, flushed guy, the male is tightly squeezing my breasts and, with all his strength, quickly and rhythmically pounds me in the pussy. Someone’s loud moans are in my ears, I didn’t immediately realize that they were my own: - Mmm, aaaah... Yesss... More... That's it... Aahh... Behind the guy who was fucking me, there was another one, impatiently waiting for his turn. He jerked himself off so he could put on a condom. Turning my head to the left, I saw Camilla lying next to her with her legs spread wide apart. She, just like me, was fucked by some man, and she moaned loudly, massaging her clitoris with her fingers. The man who was frantically fucking me suddenly pulled his penis out of my hole, pulled off the condom and a second later poured hot sperm onto my breasts. The next man immediately took his place. He pulled my legs closer to him and with a sharp movement inserted his penis. Throwing my head back, I howled: - Aaaahh... I don't remember how many men fucked me that night. They were constantly changing. Everything was like a fog. Orgasm was replaced by orgasm, and in the end everything was mixed into one big ecstasy. I just lay there with my eyes closed and moaned, unable to even moan. In the end I just passed out. Christophe brought me to my senses. He took me and Camilla to a room where there was a shower so that we could clean ourselves up and wash off the traces of all this animal sex. Washing away traces of love from my body, I looked at Camilla: - God! I can't believe I actually did it! It's like an endless orgasm! If it weren’t for your persistence, I would never have had such pleasure...” I said, looking at Camilla. “You can come back without me,” my friend smiled. - Maybe, but I'm squeezed like a lemon! - I sighed. After taking a shower, we got into a taxi and went to the hotel. In the room, without even taking off their clothes, they collapsed into bed and instantly fell asleep. Several days of our vacation passed, and on the last day in the morning Christophe called me and asked me on a date. Just me, because Camille, as it turned out, had her own date with Christophe’s brother, whom she met at a sex party. It was evening on our last day in Paris and it was time to get ready for our date. I put on a black transparent thong, through the fabric of which the lips of my smoothly shaved pussy were visible. I decided not to wear the bodice. She chose a tight black mini-dress with an open back, called a taxi and went to meet her man. I arrived at the embankment, where Christophe was already waiting for me. Clicking my heels, I walked up to him and said hello: “Hello!” The man hugged me and kissed me on the lips. -Are you okay? - he asked, taking my hands. “Yes,” I answered, “but I don’t know what we’re doing here.” - You have to trust me. “Today you will experience an unforgettable experience,” Christophe said, smiling. “I’ve been on a boat before,” I grinned. “But there’s something else waiting for you, come on in.” — Christophe, holding my hand, led me onto the boat. We rode along the canals for about an hour, drank champagne, talked and laughed. Finally, we sailed to some abandoned unfinished building. With his arm around my waist, Christophe led me inside. Walking through the door, I saw an ordinary abandoned building. It was dimly lit inside and there was a leather chair in the middle of the room. Taking everything in, I looked at Christophe. “Trust me,” the man told me in a calm voice. - What are we going to do here? - I asked. “You’ll find out soon,” the man answered and led me to a chair that stood in the center. I sat down in a soft chair, Christophe stood behind me and kissed my neck. Then he snapped his fingers and two men emerged from the darkness. They were naked to the waist, and their bloodshot penises were sticking out of their pants. The men slowly approached me and stood on either side of me. It immediately became clear to me why I was here. Silently taking the penis in my palm, I began to suck. First one, slowly sucking and sometimes deep-throating, then the second one in the same way. I serviced the hot dicks with my mouth in a circle, and the men, humming, stroked my hair. A few minutes later Christophe joined. He put his hard penis in the “queue”, and I, looking up at him, smiled and began to slowly suck the wet head. For the next hour, each of the three men had the honor and pleasure of juicily fucking me in the pussy in cowgirl position, and a little later in both holes at once. When these males had thoroughly enjoyed my young body, I sat on the edge of the chair, the men surrounded me and began to furiously jerk off their penises. I just stuck out my tongue and put my face under the streams of sperm. When the men finished releasing their sperm, I carefully sucked each member several times. My entire face and chest were covered in male nectar. This is how I returned from a date to the hotel. The next day, in the evening, over a glass of wine, I told my mother about my adventures. Later, a week later, I received a video by email in which, on some abandoned lot, three stallions were brutally fucking some chick, and that chick was me.