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More Diary excerpts and lots of sex.Because I’m sexually active I have to be checked up and given an appointment with a specialist, when I say specialist, I mean a gynaecologist. I’m going to be fingered by an expert and I wonder how many girls fannies are wet by that thought, and what he thinks as he spreads our legs and sees us “Blooming”, as they say in gardening terminology, all puffed up and open, will he be tempted?Losing my “V” at twelve just emboldened me at school, some guys followed me into the girls bathroom and took video of me when I was shitting and then kicked the door in to cum on me. I never reported it, because deep down I loved the attention and seeing the guys need for me, sometimes I laughed and this encouraged them, in the end I had to say which cum tasted best, which was not as bad, if you can call it that, but there was only three, but in the end I chose the one because I really fancied him, and wanted to fuck him after classes.He had the biggest cock too, thickness was my thing, “Short and thick, does the trick”, if you are going to allow something to inside you, you may as well make it worth it and filling your fanny with a thick cock, will make you cum quicker and more often.I got up the other morning in an empty house, my daddy had done the washing and left me a note to hang it out. I put on the kettle for a tea, and looked out the window at the back green, it was blustery weather, and dry and I loved the smell of washing that has been hung out.I was feeling myself between my legs, I needed a wank or something, I must have been close to ovulating and when I pushed my finger into my fanny, it was all swollen and open as well as wet. Funny when you do that you always seem to spot a guy looking at you, well looking in your direction and the trick is never to acknowledged their presence, that way you can have some fun with them and tease them into thinking you don’t know they are wanking themselves wanting you.Feeling wanted is a powerful motivator for a teenage girl, even for a man as old as my grandfather, I used to wonder when do men stop being sexually interested in sex, I know of one, who likes to finger little girls, up their pussies and into their arses, using the lubrication from our tiny cunts to ease it in.My friend Cathy has a saying depending on which hole is going to be fucked, the first one I have mentioned already and I concur with that one, short and thick, up the arse, is better with, “Long and thin, goes right in”, plenty of lube and squeeze like you’re going to shit, opens your bum hole and lets his cock slid up.1.) Having Sex with the Old Man across the back-greenOld men have a thing for girls bums and I was willing to bet my old neighbour wanted mine. I lowered the flame under the kettle and loosened the tie around my waistline, my housecoat would blow open in this wind and give him the wanking material he craved, then I could wave to him and maybe go over the fence to his and have a morning fuck.I was glad to see my knickers and brassieres in the wash, normally daddy would put my smalls in the airing cupboard, some girls don’t want strangers to see what they wear next to their private skin, but as you all know, I am not that sort of girl, I love showing my skin as well.”Fuck it bahis firmaları let’s do it”, I felt a rush between my thighs, I was burning hot with morning horniness, if daddy were here I would have been all over him, bouncing up and down on his hard pole of a cock.I pulled my cotton knickers from the front of the machine, each pair arranged by day, daddy had bought them from a sex shop and each pair had a different day on the week printed on them and that was how I was going to hang them on the line, starting with “Monday” and ending with today’s, “Sunday”, I know he could see them and after hanging “Sunday’s” pair, I will let the wind blow open my housecoat so he can see that these were my lot, then I would wave to him, leaving my housecoat fluttering, and wait for a wave to come across for sex.The wind was much stronger than I had guessed, and as I struggled using the plastic basket to hold my housecoat closed, it deformed and the coat flew open and up over my head, leaving my admirer in no doubt about my nakedness, I crouched low and looked directly at his window and saw what I had suspected, he was wanking himself in full view, and as I gathered my coat around my body, I stared, got up leaving the basket against the fence and climbed over by lifting my leg over, and going to his back door.We fell in a heap on the cold floor tiling, his cock felt like a warm iron bar going inside of me, all I could do was lift my long legs high onto his back and cross them almost at shoulder blade height, that way I could feel the full length of his powerful stokes as he fucked my pussy like a man possessed, aided by my encouraging dirty chatter, begging him not to stop and give me a baby, and “Fuck me Granddad, fuck me Granada”, over and over, until he shot his load all the way inside me and collapsed on top of my young body.I finally got my mug of morning tea and as I sat at his table, in a very unladylike way and revealing manner, one foot on the edge of the seat, so my open crotch was on show, my pussy all red and inflamed, it looked well and truly fucked, I liked to show my lovers their handiwork and perhaps encourage another round of fucking.I do have a quick recovery rate, but he was in his sixties, so I just let his cum run from me and pool on the seat under my arse, where I sat. I was his for the time being and I wanted him to feel that.I had almost finished my tea and about given up hope of another round when there was a scratching sound from behind the door into his living room, “You have rats”, I asked in jest?He went to the door and opened it and in bounded his pet Labrador who made for me and stuck his or her nose into my open exposed crotch, and started licking.”Wow”, I yelped, and he laughed, “He likes the taste of your cunt”, he remarked and I let my raised leg fall away to open my crotch up to this enthusiastic doggie licking.The sound of the dog’s lapping was loud and very wet, and with my compliance by allowing it to continue, began to excite him, as he stared at one of natures rarely spoken about couplings, girls and dogs.”You seem to like having that done to you”, he remarked. I looked up at his face for the first time as I watched his dog get tore into my open crotch and very wet pussy, “Better being licked where kaçak iddaa it feels nice than on your face and ruin you makeup”, I retorted, “besides, it feels fucking awesome”2.) Teaming up with another girl and planning to go to a Sex Club, for some rough stuff She looked pretty hot and I thought she was on the game in her revealing clothing, as I was drawn to her when I walked in through the door of what I considered my local pub.I stopped beside where she sat in high heels and netted stockings, not un-similar to what I was wearing and we both smiled knowingly. I looked into her ice blue eyes and noticed her hair was naturally blond, “Hello”, I said, feeling my throat tighten, as I spoke, “I’m Frida”, I said, as she proffered her hand, her nails long and painted in a coral pink, and I wondered if the flesh inside her pussy was the same delicious colour.Girls tend to colour coordinate to advertise their bodies for men to see the bits they want to see, but are forbidden to do so by law.”Amber”, she replied in a one word syllable as she let me hold her hand a little longer, amazing how just milliseconds can transmit an unspoken offer, and I smiled as I felt I had found a kindred spirit.”You look very Scandinavian”, I suggested and she looked into my own green or hazel eyes, before retorting, “And you Celtic”. She was making me so fucking horny, I wanted to drop to my knees and eat her pussy in front of the bar full of men, and then she spoke to me for the first time, “You alone tonight”?I nodded without answering and she signalled the bar maid for another glass of wine and asked me if I wanted one too. I declined, I preferred to snort some coke and had a little in my handbag.The girl serving us was sultry, a little rotund with heavy breasts, the type drunk men slobber over and pay good tips too, as they get plastered.”Do you think she is gay or Bi”?I followed her eye-line to the same girl serving us, and felt a pang of jealousy, “With tits like that she could be anything she wanted to”, and Amber laughed.”What about you Frida, my Celtic beauty, do you like having pussy in your face”?Wow fucking wow, she really was a very strong and forward woman, I had finally met someone who was more than a match for my sexuality, “Follow me down to the toilets and I will show you”, I retorted, not realising how many men were staring at us, fantasising about us and here we were being all lesbian and blind to all the cock around us.I slid from my bar stool and walked down towards the toilets, looking back to see Amber whispering something to the girl who just served us and then she followed me. My heart pounded as she walked, my tongue curled in my mouth in expectation of tongue fucking her pussy and my own pussy leaked like a faucet without a washer, and ran down my long shapely legs.She caught up and I asked her what she said to the bar maid, “Just to watch our drinks”, she replied, as I stopped outside the Ladies toilet, “Like to do a line with me”, I said, fishing out my stash of coke?But she just grabbed my hair behind my head and planted her warm mouth on my own and pushed her tongue all the way inside to touch my tonsils. Her breath was perfumed, and her scent heady, as she pulled me sideways, away from the toilet door and we fell kaçak bahis through the Gents toilet door and into the masculine stench and noise of male urinals, “Lets fuck each other in here and listen to men pissing as we do”.OMFG, this woman was heaven made, as we broke apart and went towards the cubical. “Put your powder line on here”, she said, pointing to the top of the urinal, snorting coke of a mans dirty toilet urinal was pure filth, but I wanted to go one better, and pointed to the bottom part, where the blue blocks lie and the fast water splashed and men dribbled their piss all over.I laughed as I sprinkled a little powder, as precious as it was, the sexiness of the challenge was too powerful to resist, as I feared the splashing water would wash the powder away from the rim of the porcelain, but Amber’s beautiful face went down and her long tongue came out as she licked the lot up and swallowed, then without any encouragement, she started to lick all around the urinal, she was filth as she had her face in there and I pulled her short skirt up and buried my own face into her white naked arse, neither of us hearing the toilet door opening and men pouring in to watch the spectacle of a lifetime, two girls going at it, but not for long as we were torn apart, stripped naked, and used like condoms, one after another, I lost count, only hearing Amber’s cries from the cubical, as men took their turn with her and me.My wrists were tied to the down-pipes, between two urinals and men pissed on me and deep throated my mouth as I gagged to their cheers and entreaties to really hurt us, b********y had taken over as men released their pent up frustrations on two beautiful naked women, Amber’s anal screams only inflamed the men taking their turn with me. I wondered if I was sucking cock that had just ****d Amber’s arse.Suddenly and as violently as it all happened, the toilet was empty and I was still tied between both urinals. I could see Amber’s naked body lying on the floor in the cubical, she was out cold and her clothes, like my own were all over the piss strewn floor.The door opened and in walked the bar maid from the bar. She stopped to look at me, came across and knelt down in front of me, and touched my naked body with her hand, leaving my wrists tied she got up and went into the cubical, where I saw her do exactly the same to Amber, only this time more personal, I watched as she pushed her finger into Amber’s pussy and finger her. until Amber came around, and just lay there, letting her continue her fingering.Eventually Amber got up and staggered out to face me and ordered the girl to release me from my bondage. I dressed and waited for Amber, would we or should we call the police?We went back out into the bar and it was empty, it was near midnight, and the bar was closed, there would be no calling the police, why not?The toilet thing was staged, Amber told the bar girl to tell the men what it was we had gone down to do, after we left the bar, apparently I had made an impression on the few occasions I had been in the past and Amber liked to entertain men in the toilets.In essence, girls like us get to experience the sort of sex other women only think about and that sort of sex requires men have free reign to do what they want.There are so many pages to my diary I want to tell the raw facts about women fucking their way, so again, if you like this sort of sex coming from a woman’s lips, just say so in the comments after the story. Love Frida

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