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From the Pages of Carmyn's Diary: A True Story 3

First kisses down under
June 14, 2007 11:27 a.m.
Dear Diary,

Sorry for missing entries for such a long period of time. The worst thing happened.

After arriving safely (and horny) to camp two weeks ago, we all attended the usual introductory brief orientation in the cafeteria where we discovered who our roomies will be.

One of the coaches began the roster.

"In cabin 1, we have..."

I tuned her out as I focused on this beautiful black girl with incredibly large boobs, exposing her cleavage in this small v-neck tank top. I was like a dog panting for food as I just couldn't keep my lustful eyes off her silky dark skin.

"In cabin #4, we have Melissa Brown..."

My trance was broken when she stood up.

"Carmyn Delioz..." the coach called my name and instinctively I stood up.

I cheered on the inside as I realized we were roommates. Now I was listening attentively to discover who our other two roommates would be.

The coach announced, "Carrie Parham..."

Yayyyy, I thought. It was a party in my head. It was Carrie, my pregnant roommate from last year. I looked behind me to see Carrie stand up. Just as I waved at her, I noticed a frowning familiar face sitting at a nearby table. It was Wendi. I smiled and waved at her. She shook her head no. I knew why she was upset. She didn't want me to be friends with Carrie. I turned back around to await the final name for cabin 4.

The coach called, "And Amber Ryans."

I got assigned to a cabin with the bitchest of them all-my obnoxious, snobby cousin Amber. The worst thing that could ever happened. On our way to our cabin, all she did was complain.

"I've gotta talk to the coaches and find out when we're going to get first-class cabins with luxury furniture and massive clothes for people like me. I can't be tolerating this low-level shit. I don't know how you do it, Carmyn."

I just smiled falsely. I couldn't let her know that she was getting to me. That was exactly what she wanted.

"Oh, and Carmyn, no pussy-munching and ass-licking in our cabin. K?"

All this time, I was struggling to remain calm as Amber's ranting and insults mounted. We argued constantly, because she was always judging me for being bisexual and trying to embarrass me in front her best friend Tammi who lived in cabin 7 with Wendi.

Every time I tried to get my diary to write something, Amber would stand over my bunk, trying to read it. I knew that would be the icing on the cake for her if she ever discovered the context, so I just locked it away until today.

Finally, something good happened.The bitch is gone. Apparently someone reported to the coaches about our constant bickering and potential chance of physically harming one another. So, they switched her and another camper this morning. Amber is gone and someone new will be coming soon. I prayed it would be Wendi, but I thought that's not going to happen because of Carrie. It would be like Amber and I all over again. By the way, pretty sure she doesn't want to room with me anyway, considering I was always flirting with Melissa, trying to get her goodies.

I'd been with a white girl and an Asian. Now I wanted Melissa's chocolate to keep the diversity going. But she didn't seem interested at all. That still wasn't stopping me; the chase was the thrill. I wanted it so badly. My fingers had been great for the past few weeks, but another girl's fingers would be spectacular.

Carmyn, The Sexually Frustrated Leslut


June 14, 2007 6:15 p.m.
Dear Diary,

OMG. Guess what happened :-)

I didn't get Melissa, but I got some. A pair of fingers and a tongue. It was the first time I'd been eaten out and the first time I'd eaten pussy, too. All I'd been doing for the past year was kissing and finger action.

It happened in the bathroom of the cafeteria just an hour ago.

My team and I were outside practicing new moves. Carrie was in front of me, wearing the shortest shorts that displayed her firm ass cheeks every time she bent over or did a cartwheel.

My panties were obviously becoming moist as I lusted for her lean body. When she wasn't looking, I would lick my lips and smile. Once she almost caught me, but I averted my head towards the left where Kimmi was watching me attentively. She motioned her head for me to follow her as she headed to the cafeteria. Without hesitation, I followed and met her in the bathroom where she was posted against her opened stall door with a leg hiked up, wearing a naughty grin. I smiled as I attempted to lock the main door.

"Don't lock it. I like the risk of getting caught," she stated. "C'mon," she seductively sang as she disappeared in the handicapped stall.

I followed her in and locked the stall door. "Finishing what you started," she purred as she shoved her small hand in my sweat pants.

She stroked the exterior of my pussy for several moments before inserting one then two fingers in my moist walls. I leaned against the stall's wall for support as we kissed passionately. She grabbed the back of my head and kissed me deeply. I was enjoying myself, but I disliked her being in control. So I took over. I pulled her hand out of my bottoms. I spun her around and bent her over the toilet. I pulled her shorts and panties down. I slapped both of her small cheeks before running my tongue down her crevice until she cooed when my tongue made contact with her dripping pussy. I munched on her sweet peach for several minutes until she begged me to stop, because it was feeling too good to handle. We reciprocated positions, this time I was bending over with my ass poked out. I was so elated that I was about to have my pussy eaten for the first time that I was oozing already. Gradually, she began to suck on my clitoris as she fingered my hole. She switched from my swollen clitoris to my pussy with the usage of her talented tongue. I was squealing in pleasure.

Ohhh, yeaaah, Kimmmmi, yeaaah, baby, yeaaah! Oh shit, faster, harder! Yeaaah!

Bam! The main door swung opened as two whispering girls entered. Kimmi and I remained speechless and motionless in our stall. We watched their feet as they both entered the stall next to us together and locked it. Kimmi and I resumed what we were doing once they started doing what we were doing. The bathroom was filled with feminine moans as we competed to outdo them. All the moaning and groaning came to a sudden halt when our coach entered the bathroom talking loudly on her cell phone. She tugged on our stall door. We panicked, but still quiet.

"Sorry," she said and tried another door, then another one. As soon as she was in a stall, I flushed the toilet, using the loud sound to drain out the noise we were making to get dress and run out of the bathroom. While Kimmi went back to practice, I ran to my cabin to add this entry.

Such an amazing experience! Gosh, I couldn't wait until I could enjoy myself without any interruption.

I glanced over at Amber's empty bed. Still no idea of who our new roommate will be. It won't be Amber, so it doesn't matter who she is. I just hope she's hot.

A Satisfied Carmyn

P. S. Oh Kimmi-I can still taste your sweet nectar on my tongue.
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Thanks for reading!

XOXO Carmyn

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