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Diary of A John
By Vanessa VanDenBlaze
Friday, June 22, 2012

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An erotic romp that will surprise you in the end.

 My name is Amanda John but all my friends call me AJ. This is the diary of how, sexually, I am the luckiest bitch out there. I live in a small farming town just outside a large city. I work in computers and as boring as that sounds has gotten me into some very interesting situations.


I got a call from a Mrs. Jane Smith, it sounded like a fake name but who am I to judge. She gave me her address and prepaid for my time. Nothing about the small Cape Cod style house on a cul-de-sac stuck out as I pulled into the garden lined driveway. I walked in to a small mud room to ring the door bell, which sounded like a whip being cracked instead of a chime. I heard the sound of heels on the floor as I waited to be let in.


A tall elegant woman, with short black hair wearing a short skin tight red dress opened the door. She had a diamond necklace on that looked like a dog collar. I wondered what I was getting myself in to. “Are you Mrs. Smith?” She did not respond but a slight nod of the head. She walked silently down a dark hallway off the foyer. The walls were lined with black and white graphic erotic photographs of a well endowed man engaged in various sexual positions. The woman entered the last door on the left, “Nina, sit.” A deep male voice said. The large picture at the end of the hall is the most graphic and arousing picture I have ever seen. It was hand painted on a large canvas screen. It pictured two men and three women having sex. The men had two of the women on there knees and they were fucking them from behind the third women lay between the other two so they could lick up her thighs.


I wonder what it would feel like to be loved by two people at the same time. Just the thought of such a thing made my pussy wet. “Please come in.” The voice demanded. I peeked around the door frame not sure what I would see. It was a large room with white walls and black furniture and a four poster bed on the side with a red satin comforter. The black haired muscular man from the paintings sat naked on a black leather chair his long thick penis resting on the leather between his legs. Nina, sat on a fur rug in front of the man, a thin gold chain attached to her diamond dog collar. A lovely blonde woman lay on the bed her hands and feet tied to the bed with black scarves. She didn’t say a word or acknowledge me in anyway.


“Does the painting on the wall interest you?” I didn’t know what to say. Aroused me yes. Does that count as interest? “Yes sir it did.” I’m not normally a timid person but with an Adonis of a man asking me questions I am. With his index finger he motioned me toward him. My heart felt like it would beat out of my chest and my panties were soaking wet as I walked slowly toward him.


How could a man like that ever be attracted to me? I’m a voluptuous woman with lots of tits and ass, my size has kept me from having serious relationships. My sexual encounters have been few and far between. 


His sea green eyes worked there way slowly down my body. He examined my breasts like he could see through my shirt, my nipples puckered at being scrutinized in this manner. His inspection continued down to my loose fitting pants and he frowned. “Take them off.” I made quick work of kicking my shoes off and unbuttoning my pants. It was uncomfortable to stand in front of him and his lady friends in just my shirt and grandma panties. “Stop squirming you are a beautiful woman.” He said as he walked to me. He placed his hands on either side of my neck leaned down and placed a soft kiss on my lips.


He unbuttoned my shirt as we embarked on a slow exploration of our lips, warm and soft against cool and razor roughened. I could just barely feel his fingertips as they tickled the skin above the lace on my bra. His touch made my skin sizzle. His long fingers inched there way into my bra to cup the full weight of my breast. Pleased with what he felt he reached around my back to liberate me from my plain white lacey bra.


The godly man in front of me bit the side of my neck like a vampire fanning my desire to a new height I didn’t know it could reach. I closed my eyes trying to contain my need from him. My eyes flew open at the feel of warm soft breasts on my back I leaned into there soft fullness. Instinctively my hands turned back to feel who was behind me. A wet tongue licked down my chest and rigid nipples pierced my flesh. My senses were completely overloaded. I felt the cool touch of silk on my arms as he nibbled and sucked his way down my chest. My body trembled like a taunt string in the wind. She tied my hands behind my back with the silk scarf, so I couldn’t touch.


My mind registered the flicking of his tongue on my nipple as I gasped for air. I felt a tug on my constraint and fell back into the cool leather chair. I was looking straight at the bed with Nina sitting next to the woman that was tied up. “You will watch Nina, please Stephanie. Then you will please Nina.” He bellowed from behind me.


I watched Nina untie Stephanie’s legs and spread her thighs wide so she could lie between her legs and feast on Stephanie’s pussy. Nina licked at her present as if it were an ice cream cone to be savored, with long full tongue strokes. Then she inserted all four of her fingers inside her center. With every thrust into her Stephanie writhed and fought back a scream of pleasure. Had he instructed her not to speak? He was obviously in control of his world. How was I going to do that to her? I’d never been with a woman before. What if I couldn’t please her?


“Do you like what you see?” He asked from behind me. I could sense him but refused to turn and look. “Yes!” I whispered. My eyes were locked on the bed I couldn’t look away. I watched Nina pull her short skirt up and sit on Stephanie’s face. She leaned forward so                                                                    

she could please Stephanie and be please at the same time. I could tell from the muffled sounds of pleasure that Stephanie had finally succumbed to Nina.


I grew uncomfortable when I tried to touch myself and realized my hands were still tied behind my back. Crossing and uncrossing my legs created a small amount of friction against my clit. Sitting on the warm leather chair in a puddle of my own desire became torture.


The feel of his warm hand against my chest startled me so much I almost jumped off the chair. He spun me around to face his fully erect length. I grasped at the sight of thirteen thick inches in front of me. He placed the head of his cock against my lips. I had to open my mouth wide to accept all of him in.


“Stop!” He shouted. All three of us stopped what we were doing to pay attention to him. He took my hand pulled me out of the chair and kissed his way to my ear. “Your mouth is wonderful. Nina will be pleased with you.” He propelled me forward with the sharp swat of his hand against my ass.


The uncertainty I felt kept me from running to the bed, even though the longing that filled my body wanted me to. Nina sat with her legs crossed on the edge of the bed waiting for me. I stood in front of her not sure what to do. Everything on her was perfect from her hair to her dress to her beautiful body. With a deep breath I leaned in to her and placed a soft kiss on her lips. She intoxicated me with her mint scent and softness. I couldn’t hold myself back any longer.


I tickled her lips with my tongue and she opened for me. She placed her hands under my naked breasts to feel there full weight. I pulled the straps of her dress down so I could gaze upon her luscious body. My eyes and hands feasted at the same time. I slowly explored her chest with my fingers moving down to the dark pink circles of her nipples. 

“I want you to suck on them.” He said from his rightful place on the leather chair. I bent my head to oblige his request.


I sucked the hard flesh into my mouth and it softened by the warmth it felt. She lay back on the bed next to the still mostly tied up Stephanie. She had gotten her legs free from the bed posts. I thought being with a woman would feel unnatural but Nina’s calm put me at ease right away. I suckled on her breast like a greedy baby, it felt so good.

I kneeled on the floor in front of her with her leg resting on my shoulder so I could lick and suckle my way up her thigh. This position gave me full access to her center. As I kissed up her leg I noticed her skin was as smooth as silk. The baby soft skin continued to her core. I licked from the source of her wetness to her clit. My senses and mouth were full with her heady female scent. My body moved in sync with hers, a passionate dance I had no idea my body new the steps to.


With each pass of my tongue her bud blossomed from between her folds. I pulled back her lips with my finger to reveal her clit for my tongue to inspect. Each pass of my tongue pleased Nina more and more. When I applied pressure to her clit the center stuck out so I could suck it into my mouth. She grabbed my head and pushed it against her to intensify her orgasm. With my fingers I drove her to a heightened state of pleasure. Before I new it I had my whole hand in her, and she was screaming in pleasure and grabbing her large breasts.


Her orgasms were so strong I was having small ones myself at the power I had over her. My body hummed with the desire to be touched. When would it be my turn? I didn’t dare ask the master in the chair, he would tell me.


“Now you.” He said in my ear as I felt the tip of his length tease my ultra sensitive opening. The torture continued when I thought he would enter me and give me a much needed release, but instead slid his full length between my ass cheeks. My body                                                                 shuddered with unreleased need. He positioned himself at my entrance again and just as I was going to beg him to fuck me; he slid it in hard and fast. All of him was inside me. I couldn’t help but moan at the pleasure his width gave me.


My muscles turned to liquid as he slid in and out of me. I heard Nina untie Stephanie, but was held too tightly by gratification to turn my head. He picked me up off the floor and placed me in the missionary position on the bed. With my ankles resting on his shoulders he thrust into me. Stephanie got on top of me so she could eat my pussy and I could eat her while he hammered into me.

I saw Nina crawl back on the bed wearing a large purple strap on. She positioned herself behind Stephanie and plunged into her wetness. It was hard to pleasure Nina while she was driving me higher and higher and his amazing cock pounded its way to my soul. For the first time in my life I didn’t worry about my size. He made feel desirable.


Nina moved Stephanie and the master away from me. She was in control this time, licking up my leg taking hold of my clit. Flicking her tongue across it, again my body shook from the new sensation. Then she fucked me with her big purple dick. That makes me giggle, it didn’t feel as fantastic as the masters girth did, but nothing would ever compare to that. He fed me his dick as she fucked me. She rubbed my clit as she thrust in to me, awakening a hunger I didn’t know I could feel. He pulled his length out of my mouth and shot his load on my tits. I gave one last scream of ecstasy, I physically couldn’t cum anymore. Nina fell on the bed next to me and Stephanie next to her.


They lead me to a large shower with three heads; they lathered my aching naked body. There was a tenderness in there touch. I knew the desire I felt could never be ignored the way it had been for years. When we got back to the bedroom he was dressed in a white button up shirt and painted on black pants. “Would you like me to charge the card your husband left on file for you Mrs. James?” He asked. What? “I think you have me mistaken with someone else. I’m Amanda John, the computer repair person you called.”


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