Diary Dior #42

[Christina Dior]

I finally arrived with Camilla in blessed Turkey. Our guys will be here only in a week and we will have a real opportunity to have a blast while they are gone. The hotel was magnificent, right on the seashore, five stars, with all the stuffing. We went for a swim, sunbathed a little on the beach, looked around, there were plenty of males here, and of different nationalities. I decided everything to myself, I’ll hook someone in the evening. To the nightclub I wore my pink mini without panties, a top without a bra and light shoes. Camilla put on the same thing, examined herself, and noted that we looked like twin sisters. Before we had time to sit down at the table, a Turk sat down, pleasant-looking and interestingly pumped up, I won’t retell the short half-hour chatter, then followed by offer to inspect his room, we immediately agreed. Entering his room, I immediately took off my top, and Camilla took off her mini skirt, letting him know that we were at his service. The Turk reacted more than calmly, he took off his T-shirt and summer trousers, he was without panties. He lay down on the bed and nodded towards his penis, which was gathering juices. The penis was magnificent, thick and not very long, my favorite size. I licked his head, ran my tongue along the base of his penis and began to suck it hard, while Camilla sucked his balls. After about five minutes of active suction, I was already wet between my legs, and I climbed on top. Having inserted his penis into me, I began to actively work with my pelvis, and since I was already at the extreme point of excitement, after a few minutes I came with a piercing moan. Falling a little to the side, I glanced at the Turk, he was grinning contentedly, his self-control was excellent. He got up on his knees and turned Camilla around doggy style and came in from behind. So he fucked my girlfriend for about ten minutes, during which time she managed to cum twice, I lay next to her, with my legs spread, watching my Camilla being fucked, I stroked my hole, and he just puffed, and his balls beat against Camilla. We changed positions three more times, after which he finally came, right on our faces. I was delighted! I haven’t had sex like this for a long time. He gallantly poured us some wine and we drank a little. He spoke Russian well, so understanding was all right. After a few glasses of wine, the topic turned to sex, business and money, he asked, as if by chance: “I see you like to have sex, but don’t want to make money from it? You can make five thousand euros.” We liked the idea. He said that for this we need to pass small strength tests, and if we don’t mind, then this test can be passed today. Naturally, we didn’t mind, and quickly dressed we went outside. We arrived at some nightclub, which the Turk called "a club for adults with a reality show." Entering the club, I saw a typical strip bar, with a stage, a podium with a pipe and naked ladies dancing. I thought that dancing naked near men would not be particularly difficult. The Turk took us backstage and said that in a couple of minutes we would be going out with one of the male partners and Camilla too, and we would have to act out a sado-maso scene. They put collars and leather boots on us, and took away all our other things. When it was our turn, the Turk announced something from the stage, and everyone whistled furiously. The men brought us onto the stage holding us on leashes, we played a sado-maso scene during a short dance, and to continue the action they pulled something like a table onto the stage with fastenings for arms and legs. I was placed on this table with my stomach down, my legs were fastened to the bottom of the legs, and my hands were fastened to the bottom of the other legs. Me and Camilla ended up in the doggy position. A second later, I felt that someone’s penis began to enter me, into my pussy, I only now realized what a reality show means. Looking up, I saw how they had spoiled it, Camilla was being fucked from behind with all her might. My partner fucked me thoroughly, cumming on my back. After that, we were rolled down together with the table, and every man who wanted could enjoy us by fucking us from behind. My girlfriend and I were facing each other, so close that we could kiss. The men came up from behind and just fucked us however they wanted and as much as they wanted. At this time, Camilla and I, from an overabundance of feelings, greedily kissed passionately, while kissing, we simultaneously sucked the hot heads of the members, which were brought to our faces. After about the fifteenth guy, they got tired of my pussy, and they started working on my ass. Neither Camilla nor I could imagine how many men had passed through us. It was some kind of cycle of fucking and orgasms, as if we were machines for fucking. The whole process excited me incredibly and I came over and over again, as soon as the next couple had me in my mouth and behind me. All this fun lasted until seven in the morning. When I already began to faint from the buzz and fatigue, and only after that, the Turk who brought me untied me from the table and put me to sleep right there in the club, Camilla later joined me. I woke up to someone fucking my ass. I was lying on some kind of bed in some kind of room, turned around and through the darkness of the floor I saw that the same Turk who had accompanied me to the club yesterday was with me. Hearing moans, I turned my head and saw Camilla, who, facing me, was jumping on some guy’s dick, and she was absolutely delighted with this. Smiling, I began to wave at him, wagging my butt, after a couple of minutes I came, after another five minutes he came, right into me. After that, he took me to the bathroom, I took a shower, and after about five minutes Camilla joined me. Having washed ourselves, we went out to the Turk. He was talking on his cell phone, when he finished, he said that we had passed the test. We still remember our adventure in Turkey.