BLAIR'S NYMPHOMANIAC DIARIES

As far as I remember, since I had the discomfort and soreness of growing breast buds and nothing but a few strands of hair in my pubes, I have been seeking sex with men constantly.







I cannot even imagine the number of men who have been inside one or all of my natural orifices and who have released their procreative juices inside me.


From my early sexual awakening I had an attraction to understand and explore more the opposite sex. What a penis was all about, what it looked like, why it became hard, what does it feel to have one?. But later on it became an addiction. My addiction. I could see penises everywhere in my habitual places and situations or my daily life;
When ordering Pizza at a restaurant:

on a candid photographs of family and friends while on vacation.....


in the kitchen about to peel a potato:

at the supermarket with mom....

or just looking at a sky:


on even on a nature walk....

even while looking out of an airplane window......The isle of dong!

or in my own bathroom, when I threw my socks on the floor...


I could not stop thinking about sex and what sex and intercourse would be like. I couldn't even concentrate at my music lessons.... I imagined my teacher using me as his instrument....


and also taking me on world tours...


He would tell me about tempo and how to use a metronome.....
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but instead I imagined I could use his Penis for the same function....





and instead of taking down notes in the classroom... my mind just wondered off...




I was blessed with a young attractive and slender body with perky breasts, beautiful hair, slim and long legs and a skin the color of fresh milk together with an angelical look of sheer innocence.

I was a natural exhibitionist and loved to provoke and display my different body parts in both subtle and overt ways to unsuspecting members of the opposite gender, bringing out a reaction.

in any place....

at any time.....


or in any situation or circumstance even using casual or innocent language....

This of course was a very powerful way of instantly arousing my potential male victims, whether at their job....

giving them a jumbo boner....

I also want to mention of course another power of females is the understated subtle provocation which can be done at any time also....



or just by a mere facial expression....


I learned from each of these encounters more and more until I could accurately predict what would be the result of my next encounter with just but a few seconds of observing my to-be mate.






I was in constant heat. Day and night. Sometimes would awake two or three times during a night and lacking anything better would masturbate with my fingers, or anything I could find....


I would spend hours looking at my pussy and my hymen in the mirror,



I wanted to break it so badly, that little membrane....


and I tried with the handle of a hairbrush,



but that did not work and anyway, I just wanted a penis inside me, I wanted to feel it rupture as it penetrated my vagina.

literally anything could potentially be used as a substitute....



or any other object that had some resemblance to a phallus or that would just fill my vagina and give me the relief that I was needing.




My parents noticed my strange exhibitionist behavior at this time in my life and after a few sessions with a psychologist first and then a second opinion by a psychiatrist, a diagnosis was made of hyper sexuality or in other more lay words a nymphomaniac.


According to the doctors, I was demonstrating abnormal behaviors regarding sexuality, that frequently got me into trouble. I had read every magazine about sex that would fall in my hands. Explored sex on the internet constantly wondering what it would feel like.


My parents demanded an explanation from me and I tried to put it in a way they could understand...


So I told them the truth with a little empathy....




But it was difficult to understand the advice of doctors and professionals...



One day, in my early teens, cycling down a country road while on vacation with my folks, I met this guy in his early twenties, who was riding in the opposite direction. I stopped the bicycle and dismounted. I looked at him and simply opened my shirt exposing to him my developing breasts and puffy areolas.



The poor guy just stood there not knowing what to do. I took him by the hand and led him down to a barn just a couple of hundred feet away.

I got him inside the barn and simply removed my knickers, folded them neatly but left my skirt and the rest of my clothes on.



I laid back on top of an old mattress on the floor and separated my legs, giving him a good look of my still untouched vulva.


The young man did not say anything but dropped his trousers to his ankles, stroke his cock a couple of times, becoming hard almost immediately.



He then laid between my legs touched my breasts briefly and shoved his cock inside me. I was prepared for this and bit my lip as the burning tearing sensation filled ripped through my pelvis and into my spine and my vagina dilated to the thrust of a penis for the first time. I managed to remain expressionless and not demonstrating any pain or emotion. He humped me hard three times. With each thrust, I would quietly grunt and this seemed to excite him more, so that the next hump would be harder still.




He then proceeded to turn me on my abdomen like you turn a piece of meat, and he separated my bum cheeks and spit on my anus. He then sodomized me with no previous dilation and he humped me in this fashion a handful of times, between my cries of pain before he released his semen into my rectum.





That was an unforgettable sensation. His pulsating organ squirting and emptying his fluids straight into my very deepest. I was bleeding from the front and in pain at the back. He got up and was flustered as if not knowing what to do next. Although in pain, with a very straight voice I made eye contact with him and said a felt "Thank you kindly". He must not have expected this response and just turned round and ran down the road. That was the last I saw of him. I then serenely proceeded to put my knickers back on. I closed the door on my way out.


They say that sexual pleasure is all on the mind. That might be the case. What again and again makes me orgasm is not any type of genital stimulation as such but the actual receiving the man's ejaculate inside me and feeling the penis contraction as it spurts inside and the wetness.



I want to feel every squirt



one after the other


until ensuring he has left inside me every last drop.


I will not orgasm without this feeling and it is for this reason that I never allow anyone having any type of sex with me to ejaculate outside or to use a condom.

I do not demonstrate any sexual gratification in my encounters. I do not kiss these men.

There is absolutely no foreplay just straight forward sex. My orgasms are very intense but I am very discreet

and normally I have them when they are ejaculating inside me so they don't even realize it has happened.

He proceeded to get up, pull back up his trousers and leave without saying a word.

On another occasion while hiking, I stopped a car in a country road. Where do you want to go? asked the driver.....

"How about over there to that field", I pointed with my finger.... "where you can give me a good fuck!" I concluded....


We got to the tree and this guy just rips my shirt and bra off and starts fondling my breasts....


He then turns me round against the tree and begins to spank my butt..... "who is a naughty girl?" he would repeat rhetorically.....


He then lowered my shorts and started liking me and rimming my ass..... I was very very excited at this stage of the game and just really wanted him to penetrate me.....


Then he pushed me down on my knees and made me suck him.....


I just love it when my victims are active instead of passive... Finally as I had been desiring, he took my ass.....


in a brutal way....


which was exquisitely painful but also very pleasurable and took me all the way .....

to the climax..... but then he made me suck him until he emptied his semen into my mouth ....

and my face...
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My condition got to the point where I needed someone to cum in me multiple times a day. The more the better. I wanted to feel penetrated and feel cum oozing from my vulva or anus and into my underwear or down my legs. I needed semen in every orifice of my body.


I wanted to feel it, taste it, swallow it or just plainly see it running down my legs after standing up. I would have dreams of men in lines, just waiting their turn to ram into me and cum as I just laid there with any of my orifices on offer to the next available penis
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I became an artist arousing men almost without saying a word in the most diverse and unusual situations imaginable. From giving the associate at the shoe store an instant hard on

to getting asked for a date at the sports store....



at the public library....



or offering a blowjob to someone sitting by my side in a cinema


or in a crowded stadium.....



and getting an executive to brutally sodomize me over a dinner table.
















or getting two men in an underground car park.....





or even my boss to be at my hiring interview for an administrative position.



Or that raise that I got for being a really good girl.....



In Summary, I provoke them and they react.... no matter the situation....





excite them enough and offer them first a fellatio to make them hard....




and when I feel their member hard in my mouth....


I ask them if they want to undress me.....


and then fuck me.....


which they obligingly do...


until I feel they are getting ready to deliver....


and at that point with a cold and emotionless voice I say;
"will you take my ass as well"....



and they invariably do....


oh yes.... they do until they explode inside





For sure parks were my favorite hunting grounds....



There is nothing more potent than asking a complete stranger for a taste of his semen



This approach never ever failed....


Empty yourself in me.... in my mouth...








And lets not forget how I got an A in Economics at College. I had a tutoring session with our professor during lunch. He was telling me about the differences between the curve of demand and a change in demand......

I smiled and with a mouth full, I simply said....


and proceeded to take both my breasts out of my bra and expose them to him......



I carried on eating with my breasts out as if it was no big deal....


and even offered him some salad with a little....shake....



a guy just happened to walk by....

and I just smiled, but I could feel the power that the visual of my tits was having on him.....



He was speechless... tried to say something but couldn't


So to help make up his mind, I just squeezed my breasts for him to see.....


and then pointed to the door and candidly asked; "would you like to fuck me in the restroom?"



While I put my pair back inside their bra......


Obviously, this was an offer that no man could refuse....







Talking about restrooms, once I followed a middle age man into a mens' restroom in a gas station. I waited a minute or so until I could hear from the door the distinctive sound of urinating.

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I went into the cubicle without him seeing me and took my clothes off.....



I called him from there while I got down on my knees. He came into the cubicle quite surprised. Without saying a word, I smiled and opened my mouth invitingly.....


and then proceeded to suck him, slow and long sucks while he took a video with his phone....



After a while and when he was at his hardest, I stood up and turned around and bent over while pulling down my pants and my knickers. I simply turned around and bent over by one of the sinks and opened my labia with my hands exposing my inviting open vulva to him.



and letting him choose which hole to take.....


at this point my vulva just opens on its own.... I am so aroused...


So he started at the front....


working his way backwards....


leaving the best for last.....









It was not before long that I felt his thrusts deep inside me followed by his convulsion and then the wetness.


The man just zipped his fly and left as if in a hurry.


After inserting my fingers in my vagina,


I smelled my fingers first and then tasted him.


Then I left the place already wondering where my next encounter would be.
It was not only the excitement of fulfilling my but also the adrenalin rush of not knowing where I was going to get it next or how the next man was going to react. I would tease anybody anywhere and I would get away with it. Them ejaculating inside me!
Isolated back alleys for a quickie....

or two....

or at the bus stop with two sibblings.....

a blowjob and swallow in the park


a hand job in a back alley....



or allowing a guy in a dark parking lot to lick my pussy...



Age or looks were not important as long as they could penetrate and cum inside me. It is the primeval wanting to fuck of the human male, together with my wanting to get fucked no matter what, that made such a brilliant recipe.


that is what gets me to a state of semi-consciousness....





I paid my way through college with different jobs.




and using my female malice.....


managed to get paid quite handsomely....


but even better....


I could have my boss anytime I desired.....
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anytime.....



which was quite frequently.....



and I always reassured him.... men need encouragement....




they need them to feel secure....


You need to ask them about their needs....






and give them suggestions....



and make them feel in charge....



and it is even better if you get his wife involved..... well ....

sometimes...


however as I said before...... I needed semen..... and as I was employed for cleaning...

I cleaned up every



last drop....
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and always being so thorough and professional in my job....


and so eager to please and be of service....


to any of the bosses' cravings or moods....



not only gave me personal job satisfaction which is important......


but also job security....


and I was paid very well both in money and my favorite drink..


I was so addicted....


I needed it..... in every hole....


yes...


every single one....


All of them.....






It was a matter of availability.....


of being ready and willing ....


at a moment's notice...


any place....


anytime or anywhere...



Yes... ready to drop your knickers at anytime he wants....












The common thing of all these jobs was having access to different strangers several times a day so that I could satisfy my needs.


I would provocatively interview with male employers and had no problem getting the position. Then I would use the job to my convenience.

I went from door to door sales to being a waitress...


becoming an exotic dancer


to an art model where I could subtly provoke my victims.....


and from freelance nude house cleaner...





which was something that I had a natural talent for...


and found entertainment with all sorts of household items...


sometimes putting on a show for the guy who employed me...


or just forgetting cleaning at all and getting on with what I really wanted....





I even held a nurse aid job with a "darker" side....


yes darker but more enjoyable side.....



both for the patient....


who never complained....


and for myself....


always bringing a happy end to each situation....





with a smile...


and a lick...


Until one day, someone offered naively to buy me a drink in the bar of a classy hotel....



Goodness knows, how those words just spurted out of my mouth but he did approve...



So we went up to his room...


and I did my duty....


professionally....


all the way....


To the end....


One client followed another....



I knew the routine....



up to his room....


getting him hard first...


Then turn around



and let him choose which hole he wants...


feeling him go inside you.....


and then pounding you



until he comes....






Then eventually I worked freelance for a call-girl service company. In this last job I was being paid handsomely for satisfying my need.









in more ways than one....


and when I started exploring the even kinkier side of men.....





or women.....








and the more kinky.... the more they paid.....


The best fees of course are when you can be as kinky as they want and withstand a bit of pain....





I am the Goddess in this subject as you might know by now.









So once again, this is another side of me that you did not know. If you enjoyed reading this or you had to relieve yourself while reading, please drop me a line. I do have more to tell.

Until next time....


Goodbye kiss

or


Ciao....

Blair..