-Heya diary, Tiffiny here. Today’s the big eighteenth birthday, spent it at the holiday camp as standard. Gotta say the instructors, y’know Tommy and Gary, were extra nice today as it’ll be my last time here. They said they’ll get me booze, first time hah, for my lil party with the group. Okay gotta go, they’re calling me for my afternoon swim.
-Wow omg! Gary told me I could change with him in the staffs changing room cus I’m an adult now. It’s so much better than in that mayhem, he helped me put on my one piece and I just kinda blushed. He told me it was fine, we’re both mature adults and could see each other like this. When we came out the pools I accidentally walked in on him in the shower, it wasn’t his dad bod or hairy chest I can remember but his down below. It was the first one I had ever seen up close, first time I’ve seen one so hard as well. It’s not even like he hid it after, I could literally see it’s print grow in his jeans when he glared at me changing. It’s just a typical boy thing, gonna head to sleep now.
-It was so wrong of me, but I touched myself last night. I touched myself like never had before, staining myself through the bedsheets. I lied, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was Gary: the running sizzle of the shower, his curly mopped bush that hid his tan and that chiseled penis. Veins and waterfalls running across his shaft like the in-between of my legs, as I imagined him more I felt that his cock perfectly fit into my two hands. In wonder my mind witnessed him as a looming figure who’s groin was covered by the back of a blonde messy bun, a frail and pale body attached to it that sat with it’s knees into the ground, that bobbed in the same rhythm as his cock’s throb. I climaxed on a thought- well I’d rather not say.
-Got no physical photos so I guess I’ll just describe what I’m wearing to my ‘party’, so far I got looong cotton tights leading to a short checkered skirt. I’ve kinda grown out the look since skirt is so small that it makes my booty look too big, but I hope my vanilla cream crop top makes up for it. I’ll type back when back in the bus leaving tomorrow. Hope it’s fun, I’ve never been drunk before!
-Ahhgh, I kinda remember I kinda don’t diary. Got the worst headache in the world right now, I’m just awful. Doesn’t help I got a funny taste and a bleachy smell coming from my throat; I brushed my teeth twice already! Not only that my cheeks and knees are so sore, so so soo stiff. My favorite top is literally soaked in booze, which I remember as Tommy’s two drink special: champagne and something called ‘cum’. I woke up in the staffs common room- and ah- yep… my mascara for some reason has ran down my cheeks, my lipstick has just been smudged into a blur. A blur like my head. The word slut is ringing through my head for some reason, I’ll ask Gary what happened last night.
-I walked in chatting into his dorm in nothing but baggy pink pjs and tied up bun, literally spouting until his placed his warm hand on my cheek and lowered me down. I was hesitant until I noticed his bulge, hidden by the same boxers my delicate fingers unwrapped last night. I was looking at his charmer snake’s eye once more, dancing for his flute like I did to become a woman.
—“Call it your pussy, call it your fucking slutty tight cunt.” I repeat whatever he said in a mumble as I swallow his spit—
No, no. Like I did to become a slut, I grew into a slut not a woman. Being a woman is boring, while being slut is fun. Being a slut made me feel warm and good and all tingly. A real lady wouldn’t be washing their childhood instructors cock when they should be packing their things to meet mommy and daddy.
—“Good girl Tiffiny, hold your hands right there for Tommy’s camera. A nice little ass spreading its life out.” I giggled and then hiccuped—
Hands on his hairy thighs, I push his meaty cock down my wind pipe in five seconds intervals causing a violent slushing sound. As I look up at him with watery eyes he whispers ‘I waited so long’.
—I moaned and dig my fingers dip into the sofa, I could feel my insides burn up and clench around one of their shafts. My head spun, swirling with a disoriented cocktail of pleasure—
I begin sliding my lips around his mushroom tip while my hands wrap around his twitching shaft, he begins to convulse and groan while I begin to suction his cock, getting high off his pure masculine scent.
I yelp, smiling I instinctively pull away from his cock
“Daddy climax, daddy!”
—One of them ‘cums’ in me for the fourth time, dumping hot white shots of semen straight into my womb. I lay limply on the floor, as a puddle of it drips into the carpet. They point a camera at me which I simply puff my lips at and naturally spread my pussy for, pussy being a new cute word they taught me.—
Dazed, I find myself in the middle of scooping Gary’s cum into my mouth. Sucking my fingers like a fine cuisine afterwards. He changes and I quietly leave his dorm into the main corridor, getting caught by one of the younger girls.
I awkwardly smile and stand in front of his door, she simply rolls her eyes and keeps walking.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eaq1jw/teens_life_changing_holiday_camp_mf_caution