I was just turning 18 when my more interesting diaries began. My story starts off slowly , but later you will hopefully find me more interesting as my sexuality increases
I used to keep a diary , and still do in actual fact . It was when I was up in the attic very recently I found all my old ones , the earlier ones being rather boring but as I got older I clearly from my entries started to get more interested in my body and thinking about sex.
I would like to write a series of short but hopefully quite detailed events that have happened to me over the last few years .
I have had a very privileged up bringing . My parents were very rich and we wanted for nothing . Until I was 18 , I was home schooled as we tended to travel a lot and so that my education didn’t suffer my parents decided this way was best so my teacher would travel with us .
For my 18th birthday my parents decided to throw me a massive party , the only problem was that because of the life I had led , I really didn’t have many friends . so I asked if we could have a fancy dress pre Halloween party , where all the guests had to come as a character from a scary or horror type of film . They agreed and we borrowed one of my father’s friends nightclubs to host the event .
I am quite a big fan of the Underworld movies , so decided to become Seline from Underworld and dress in a black shiny catsuit . I purchased one from online and when it arrived I was a little disappointed , cheap material , poorly fitting , looked nothing like Kate Beckinsale would have done in the movie. My mum agreed when she saw it , She told me to get changed and was going to take me shopping.
She let me drive her across town , rarely did my mother ever let anyone other than the chauffeur drive her but she knew I loved my new car , a pre birthday gift . We arrived at her favourite fashion designers and I showed her the picture on my iphone of what I had in mind. Many times before my measurements were taken and she commented on how my breasts had grown significantly since my last fitting , I blushed and ignored the ladies comments , albeit my mother agreed with her , suprising me by saying what a nice rack I was getting .
We returned the day before my party to collect the costume . The garment cover was opened and the very strong scent of leather emanated from the garment cover. I went into the fitting room to try it on , the skintight leather fitted exactly to my every curve , my underwear line clearly obvious under the soft nappa leather , my mother and the designer both agreeing I would not wear anything under it was the best option. The full length zipper stopping just above my pussy . I can’t really describe how tight it felt , yet at the same time as the leather warmed up also became incredibly comfortable . As I looked at myself in the mirror , the way the lights caught my curves , my thighs , my bum and my tits desperately wanting to break free and pushing the zipper down a little . Even the arch of my back was perfectly in contact with the leather , it really was the perfect second skin . The boots I had chosen to wear with it were also wrapped up for me to take away , along with a very nice pair of heels to keep my mother happy as she felt the boots weren’t very ‘lady like’ .
My Party day arrived and I took out my new outfit , I layed it out on my bed whilst I took a shower , my mother came through to my room and asked if I needed any help with my hair and makeup . She did it for me and I questioned if she had put a little too much on but she said I looked perfect for the event. I started to pull the leather catsuit on and mother stopped me as I just about got it to my thighs . She told me I couldn’t wear my knickers under it , showing me the picture of Seline from underworld , stating do you see her VPL , she then cut the elastic from my knickers and pulled them off me so I didn’t need to start again with my catsuit. I objected to her ruining my underwear as I liked them , she retorted that it was time I stopped wearing such big knickers anyway , g strings and thongs only from now on she smiled at me.
The outfit took us another 10 minutes to pull on and zipped up . Once the leather warmed up a bit , the creaking softened a bit , and I put on my boots. My mother asked me to wear the heels instead so I reluctantly agreed , she said they made me look taller and actually added to the outfit much better .
The party was a huge success , I made lots of new friends , I seamed to be attracting a lot of attention , maybe I thought because it was my party after all . I met one guy who I chatted with quite a lot through the night . When we danced , when he touched me to get my attention , I liked how it felt . My party ended in the early hours and He was one of the last to leave , we shared a kiss and he asked if he could see me again soon . A date was arranged . When I got home it was almost 4am and I just collapsed on my bed still dressed in the leather catsuit , the effort of removing it and trust me , getting it on took some doing , getting it off drunk and tired was not going to go well.
I woke just before lunch with the worst headache I’ve ever experienced , my first hangover , someone had covered me up whilst I had been sleeping with a blanket as I lay sprawled out on my bed. Time came to get the leather catsuit off , It did take me a while but eventually I was naked , my first thought was where were my knickers , then I remembered what happened to them before we left , seeing them on the top of the bin ruined. I showered and took off the heavy make up my mother had done , washed my hair to get all the wetlook gel out of it and finally felt human again . Dressed in just my dressing gown I wandered down stairs.
My parents were both out and the cook made me a little to eat and some coffee . There was an envelope on the table with my name on it , Inside was a flash drive of my birthday party . I put it into the tv and began to watch , some videos and some pictures.
I hadn’t realised they had booked a professional photographer for the event so this was quite a nice surprise to catch the memories forever.
The first ones were nice, our arrival etc etc , although seeing myself dressed the way I was , my first thoughts were I looked like a slut. Then as the night had gone on and I was quite obviously getting more drunk the pictures became more and more ‘slutty’ I have no recollection of them , There is one set of 3 strangers unzipping my catsuit and pulling my tits out , covering them with their hands yes but my tits were also displayed . Another where someone is stood behind me dry fucking me as I’m being bent over , Guys with their hands between my legs , again pretending to finger me through my catsuit , pressing up against the leather. Photos of my now clearly defined camel toe , The leather so tight across my bum and tailored to enhance my bum crack , a feature of it I hadn’t noticed before.
I went upstairs , the catsuit tossed on my bed , I looked at it , the leather smell filling my bedroom still . I decided to put it away , folding it up I noticed the lining stained between my legs, I didn’t bother to clean it as I had no intention of wearing it again . I placed it in one of the cardboard boxes I had spare in my walk in dressing room , placing it on the top of the shelf out of the way.
I took the flash drive and plugged it back into my macbook and watched the rest in the privacy of my bedroom so that no one else could see them . I was still a little shocked seeing how dirty and slutty I looked on them and on the large tv screen just made it so much worse for me. I touched my tits thinking that guys had been touching me here , I slid my finger up my slit and imagined what it would have felt like had that thin strip of leather not been there. I drifted off to sleep again
The following morning I was layed on my bed , I had dressed , short skirt, vest top and matching underwear , a knock on my bedroom door telling me I had a visitor . It was the guy I had enjoyed spending time with at my party , he casually walked into my bedroom being let in , I was sat up with my legs parted, so as he walked in he would have been able to see straight up my skirt , I quickly closed my legs , his response with a laugh was please don’t do that on my account .
I didn’t feel that comfy as he sat on the end of my bed so I suggested we go for a walk in the grounds , which he accepted without issue. He stayed for lunch and then asked me if I would like to go to a club with him that evening. I checked with my parents and the answer was I was 18 now , I was an adult. So I accepted the invitation.
My mother seamed quite pleased at the fact I had been invited out , asking me what I planned to wear, to enjoy myself , etc. I wasn’t really sure what to wear to be honest . My mother had me at quite a young age so at 35 she was very fashionable still and loved getting involved . We visited the designers store again , she was busily telling them I was going on my first date and she was so exited , far more than I was. I was asked what style I wanted , I told them that I felt the party outfit was a little bit extreme for my persona so maybe a nice dress. My mother objected to this plan , explaining that a nice dress wasn’t really club wear. We kind of compromised , I got a dress , but it was as she described it a ‘ greyhound’ ( a couple of inches from the hair). Tightly fitting , halterneck with a low back . Matching red heels . I told her under no circumstances was I not wearing underwear albeit I couldn’t wear a bra with it due to the design.
My date picked me up and we drove to the club , he told me I looked stunning and it made me feel nice, He bought me drinks , not allowing me to do the same for him. I asked him to not get me drunk as I seam to lose my memory when I do recalling the photos of my party. He said I hadn’t really mis behaved , I was being put into the situations really without consent . He made me feel better about my behaviour and we both decided it was the outfit that had made me appear so slutty. As we enjoyed our night into the early hours , dancing , drinking , kissing, I seamed to lose track of what was happening again.
I woke the following morning , with no idea where I was, I was on a bed , not mine , I was completely naked layed on my front , I turned to the side noticing that the covers were pulled back and someone had clearly been sleeping next to me . Someone then entered the room carrying 2 cups , the guy I had been with , I had spent the night in his bed , had he fucked me , I wasn’t sure , had my virginity been taken without my memory or consent. I wasn’t sure. His behaviour was calm , he placed the cup at the bedside, morning sweetie he said . I didn’t really answer , He got into bed next to me , he was dressed in shorts and a t shirt. I turned over and sat up using the sheet to cover myself, He obviously was sensing my nervousness , He smiled and said don’t worry , you took your clothes off and got into bed , I’m not saying I didn’t look he laughed but that’s all , he complimented my body and told me to drink my coffee , I needed it.
He had been a perfect gentleman I thought, I relaxed and we sat chatting and laughing about the evening , he filled me in on the bits I couldn’t remember. He had phoned my parents advising that he felt it wasn’t safe to drive me home as he had been drinking and was it ok for me to stay at his spare room at his parents which was just around the corner from where we were. After a while I decided I should be going and gathered up my dress but I couldn’t find my underwear. He told me that I threw them across the room somewhere saying that my mum said I shouldn’t wear them under the tight dress anyway. Yet however we searched we couldn’t find them . I left commando and rather conscious I was naked under my dress.
Arriving home we kissed and he slid his hand up my thigh but stopped just short of the hem of my dress . I went inside , greeted by the gardener who gave me a few looks as I walked up the drive and around to the side entrance. I showered and changed into my track suit to spend the day relaxing and recovering from my second hangover of the week.
A few weeks went by , a little texting and flirting went on over the phone , eventually he asked me if we could meet up again which I agreed to happily. I’d seen a lot of girls my age now wearing gloss black leggings and as it appeared to be the fashion I drove into town and bought a pair , intending to wear them for my date. I also saw a really nice top to go with them and decided my heels from my party would finish my outfit off perfectly. He picked me up exactly as arranged and we went to the cinema followed by a bar in town. I knew what I wanted tonight, He was sat opposite me at the table , I slowly raised my foot between his legs which at first surprised him but he appeared to enjoy as I massaged his cock with my foot.
We went back to his place and I leaned up against his hallway wall , his hand very quickly finding my pussy and rubbing me through my leggings. He then took me upstairs and I sat on the edge of his bed and slowly parted my legs making it clearer I was there for him to fuck . He undid the fasteners on my heels and slid them off, I pulled my top up over my head and unclipped my bra . He looked at my tits for a moment and said they were as impressive as the first time he saw them at the party oh and when you were in my bed he laughed. Removing his shirt and jeans , he wore no underwear and I was a little self conscious as I slid my leggings off and watched as he became erect as my pussy became more visible. He pulled my leggings from me and told me to clean his cock with my mouth . I looked at him surprised but he assured me all girls do it , so I reluctantly took his cock in my mouth and licked him , tasting his precum , He gripped my hair quite tightly and began to fuck my mouth a little harder , I thought he said I was a good cock sucking whore but I could have been mistaken. He then pushed me back onto the bed , I wiped the saliva running down my chin on the back of my hand and slid up the bed so my head was on the pillows. He crawled towards me and spread my legs, I gasped as he spat on my pussy , he said to relax , it was to help make me wetter and it would be more comfortable for me. He did it again and then began to use his tongue on my pussy. I felt him against my clit and shuddered as I orgasmed at his touch , he called me a slut for coming so easily. He asked me if I was ready and I nodded. Slowly he started to slide his cock into me , at that point I realised he wasn’t wearing a condom and asked him to stop and put one on . He told me he knew it was my first time and thought it would be nice for me to feel a bare cock for my first. He said he wouldn’t cum in me unless I wanted him to. He asked if I was on any contraception . I actually was to help with my periods as they had been quite painful . He tried to enter me more but it hurt , He called me a really really tight bitch and then forced the rest of his cock hard into me, it made me cry out and I asked him to stop as it hurt . He remained still for a moment and said my cunt was crushing his cock. He placed his hand to my throat and began fucking me hard, calling me a filthy tight cunted whore before cumming inside me. As he pulled out he spat on my gaping vagina once more and said that was for trying to rip his cock off with my cunt. I could feel his cum running from me and placed my hand between my legs and went to the bathroom to clean myself up . When I returned he was layed on his back sprawled out on the bed , his cock wet and glistening from his semen and my pussy. He told me to go down and fetch us both a drink which I did and then he said to give him half an hour and he would be fucking me again. He had me clean his cock again with my mouth and then rolled me onto my back and had me for a second time leaving yet another load in me . I asked him if I was an easier fuck that time and he laughed saying was I wanting to be an easy fuck .
After he had used me a second time he told me to get dressed and we would be going out that night and to wear something sexy for him . I asked if he wasn’t happy with my current clothes and he said they were ok , he liked the leggings as they showed off my cunt lips nicely but the top wasn’t good enough . I had to get a taxi home this time which I felt very self conscious about as I smelt of sex and clearly looked like I had .
I went for a shower immediately , the hot water cleansing my skin , I used the hose on my pussy hoping to get the cum out of me , slightly annoyed he came in me when he said he wouldn’t , wishing a little I had lied about being on the pill but also feeling very satisfied .
My leggings were dirty so I put them in the wash , the crotch coated in sperm and my own fluids !. I dressed in my short denim mini and a t shirt and went downstairs , my mother in the kitchen seating area. She looked at me and seamed to instantly know what I had done. She asked me how it felt now I was no longer a virgin . I answered I wasn’t sure , all I knew was my pussy hurt . I told her that he came in me twice and she said its ok to let a guy cum in me as long as he has a clean cock . I nodded and said that he had , I had used my mouth to make sure it was clean each time . She looked at me a little raised eyes and then asked if he had asked to see me again , I told her that we were going out that evening . I told her that he had struggled to get in me as I was so tight and she assured me it was because it was my first time and would get easier.
We discussed what I should wear to meet the dress code requested , or demanded , I wasn’t sure which.
My mother recommended a white low cut greyhound dress that she had bought me a while ago , She laughed and said it was so much easier access than the leggings . My mother seamed to be actively encouraging her daughter to be a fuck toy for this guy.
The dress was of very high quality , deep neckline and barely covering my ass. I wore it and when he picked me up it was clearly met with approval as his hand found my pussy , I got in his car and his fingers were instantly inside my g string , sliding a finger into my still sore hole. We drove off and went out of town , I asked where we were going and he told me a friend had just bought a new bar out of town and we were going to see what it was like. I sat back in my seat and enjoyed the drive.
It seamed we were driving for quite some time before reaching a place I didn’t recognise , It had started to get dark too as we approached the car park. I took my jacket from the back seat and we walked the short distance from the car to the bar. There was a very strong smell of cigarettes as we entered and the place looked very seedy and run down , my first thought was what would my parents think if they knew I was in a filthy shit hole like this . As we entered the bar area my boyfriend told me to go stand by the bar and wait , he held my arm for a second and kissed me , his hand slid up my dress to my knickers and he snapped the elastic , my knickers hung around my upper thigh . I looked at him shocked at what he had just done , he smiled and said I looked much better for him now and I wouldn’t need them . I stepped out of them and left them on the filthy floor not actually wanting to bend and pick them up now. I went to the bar and leaned against it facing my boyfriend and his friend waiting, I realised my dress was now sticking to the filthy bar top and hoped it hadn’t soiled my dress.The barman got my attention and gave me a tray of drinks and said to take them over to the table . I interrupted and said that I don’t work here , he laughed at me and said I think you should just do as your told . I took the drinks over to the table , as I bent to place them down , my boyfriend ran his hand over my bum . He then introduced me to his friends , I said hello politely and just stood there while they discussed the shit hole. The owner then turned to me and asked me what I thought of the place. I thought carefully before answering , my parents having taught me to always be polite. I said I thought with time , money and a good design and business plan it might make a good venture. They laughed at me but the new owner nodded . I think personally it’s a shit hole he laughed. I smiled back and admitted that’s what I was actually thinking.
My boyfriend then embarrassingly turned the conversation round to my vagina. He told them that I was the one he was telling them about , nearly ripped my fucking cock off she did he laughed. The owner asked if he could see my cunt . I said no and asked him not to speak to me so crudely. My boyfriend then lifted the hem of my dress to expose my bare pussy . The owner nodded , he pointed at my pussy and said now that is one tidy cunt.
My boyfriend then shocked me telling them did they want to fuck me to see if it was his imagination or whether I really was extraordinarily tight. I looked at him in horror , telling him that I didn’t want this stranger to have sex with me. My boyfriend made our excuses and took me over to the bar. He said that he wasn’t just doing this for himself , he was doing it for me too , if my pussy has an issue then surely I should know about it. I still objected saying that maybe he was right but I didn’t like this guy and didn’t want him to fuck me. My boyfriend clearly wasn’t happy with me and suggested we may as well break up if I wasn’t willing to help our relationship . I wasn’t sure his friend fucking me was going to help our relationship but I reluctantly agreed.
We went back over and my boyfriend said to help himself. Now at this point I expected us to go up to a room or something , I was wrong . He stood up and stood before me, the first thing he did was rip my dress open down to my naval , my tits now displayed to him and everyone. My boyfriend took my jacket from me and then put his hand in the middle of my back pushing towards the guy. He put his finger to my pussy and slid one inside me , he commented how tight I was, turned to his ‘accomplice ‘ and said what do you think . I was then fingered by another one of them . So degrading in the middle of a bar .
I was then bent over the table , my tits pressed against the dirty wood covered in spilt beer. His hand in the middle of my back I heard his zipper lower and felt his cock at my entrance. My boyfriend told him I was on the pill so go straight in. I felt so dirty and used as he slid his cock into me . Fucking me in public , commented what a tight cunted bitch I was. He kept fucking me until completion and came inside me . He then offered another to see what they thought , I didn’t object , there was no point as the second one very quickly got behind me and slammed his cock straight in me giving me another load in my pussy. They discussed fucking me and how my ‘cunt’ felt. The conclusion was yes I was tight but my boyfriends cock was too big for me and I should let him fuck me daily to loosen me up . I was sent over to the bar to fetch more drinks , my dress torn badly up the front and once holding the tray I could no longer hold it together to stop my tits falling out. As I walked I could feel their cum running down my inner thighs too , I felt no better than a street whore, actually cheaper than them as my pussy was given away for free.
My boyfriend passed me my jacket before we left and we walked back to the car, I remained silent and wanted him to know he had upset me but I understood he did it to save our relationship , if sex with me wasn’t good then absolutely why should he stay with me.
He drove me home and stopped at the gates , making me walk up the long drive .
It was now very late but I had to shower, I was so smelly and dirty ,the smell of cigarettes in my hair and on my body , I threw my dress in the bin and got rid of it before getting into bed, drifting off to sleep with images in my head of how they used me .