The Confessions of a Nymphomaniac – Chapter 10

Chapter 10 – The dirtier, the better! A less ordinary wedding

‘Oh, your cock tastes so good!’
‘Don’t stop….’

‘Shht! Shut up and enjoy it! I will lick your cock and your balls, until you won’t be able to stand on your feet anymore!’

‘You are the best bitch I’ve ever met!’

‘Enough! Now stick your naughty cock inside of my impatient cunt, before this plane crushes! Fuck me! Harder, harder!’

Freedom has never tasted so good! My first plane adventure ended with me sucking a chatterer’s cock in the bathroom, only a few minutes after fucking a hot flight attendant. Fortunately, he listened to my advice and neither did he bother me the rest of the flight, nor asked for phone number.

If you have not managed to understand the mentality of a nymphomaniac yet, listen to these confessions: my body craves for sex every single minute, and I have to obey its desires! It’s not a matter of choice, but a strong physical necessity. You can call me a bitch, but I prefer to consider myself sick. Despite some people’s opinion, that sex is very easy to find nowadays, find out that it is not! You have to work hard to get some action!

I gotta tell you that Spain is much better than England! Not only the weather is hotter, and I can get out as naked as I want (to attract men’s attention), but people are also much more fun and open-minded! I have only been here for two days and I have already seen a major Street Festival.

‘I am so glad you came, Joanna! Today is the most important day of my life! I am getting married!’

‘For the seventh time’

‘Well, yes but…you know I need lots of love’

‘Sure you do, auntie! You deserve the best! Come on, your future husband is waiting for you’.

My aunt went for a beach wedding, where anyone could come dressed in swimming suits instead of heels and formal clothes. The soft sand, the blue seaside and the image of the sun, apparently drowning in the sea, will provide us all with an unforgettable memory.

There are at least 100 men at her wedding, which gives me at least 99 possibilities of getting laid, considering that at least one man is gay.Once I calculate the degree of difficulty in finding a sex mate, I look around and try to find someone who can satisfy my desire after my aunt’s wedding. I fix my gaze on a hot guy sitting at my right, with long dark hair and hot swimwear. He gazes back. Hmm, good! So, he noticed me. Now it’s time for the innocent smile and the perverted look on my face, which will make him confused, and determine him to come and say something stupid.

Hola, guapa! (Hi, beautiful girl)

Didn’t I tell you? Girls, listen to me, when you want to grab a man’s attention, this strategy never fails. Of course, it also depends on the circumstances. I have the big advantage of wearing my hot bikini swimsuit while flirting, and having a fabulous body, which can grab anyone’s attention without doing anything special.

‘Hi. Sorry but I don’t know Spanish’, I reply blinking fast and playing with my hair.

‘Oh, it’s ok. I can talk English.’

‘That’s great!’

Forgive me for being a bitch, but I cannot help myself from looking at his cock. I think this already became a part of my natural reflexes.

‘Why are you looking down there?’

‘Where?!’I reply surprised and embarrassed, as he catches my eye.

‘I thought you were looking at my….’

I scratch my head and avoid eye contact. ‘No, how could I?’

‘So, where are you from?’

‘England. I am here for my aunt’s wedding.’

‘Mariah is your aunt?’

‘Yes, why?’

‘Nothing, I was just surprised. You are not like her.’

‘Believe me, we are more alike than we seem.’

‘She is really open-minded and disinhibited. You look nice and shy, he says smiling.’

What?! Me, nice and shy? Oh, this guy is so wrong! Only if he knew who I am…

‘This is the first time someone tells me something like this. What makes you think I am shy?’

‘Your red cheeks?’

‘Never judge by a girl’s cheeks’, I reply decided to change his first wrong opinion about me, and see his reaction to the bitter truth.‘I actually stared at you earlier, because I like your body and I would like to ride it. Would you?’ I ask seductively.

I know I took him by surprise with my question, but I hate losing my time with the introduction part, which can eventually lead nowhere. If he needs a fucking as bad as I do, he will just play by my rules. And my rules are pretty simple: fuck, fuck, then fuck one more time! Easy, isn’t it?

He makes a long pause and stares at me.‘I don’t know if I understood well…’

‘It’s ok if you don’t want to fuck me, I’ll just find someone else’

‘No, wait!’He says grabbing my arms as I am trying to leave. ‘Did you just say you want to have sex with me?’

‘Yes!’

‘Oooooh, I thought my English sucks! So, you do…’

‘YES!’

‘Then, what are we waiting for? Let’s go, I know the perfect place on the beach, where nobody can see us.’

‘Right now?!’

‘Didn’t you say you want sex?’

‘Yes, but when the ceremony ends.’

‘Now it’s the perfect time. You already made me too horny with your attitude’, he says almost dragging me by the arms through the crowd.

‘Oh, yeah! That’s the kind of attitude I like!’

As soon as we get to a quieter and less frequented place, the Spanish Macho takes off his swimming shorts and pushes me towards him. And I thought I was desperate after sex!!! A first look at his cock does not reveal anything spectacular, but let’s see how playful it is.

‘Oh, you have nice “tetas“!’, he says taking off the upper part of my swimming suit.

‘You mean “tits”. Go on, lick them…’

The moaning session began, as soon as this Spanish fucker started grabbing my titties and licking them passionately. Meanwhile, I get rid of the bikinis. Each second increases my arousal, making me grab his cock and rubbing it against my clit, as he kisses my boobs.

‘Oh…I want to be inside of you, chica‘,he says extremely aroused.‘Put it inside of you!’

‘After I let it play a little longer with my horny clit.’

‘What is “clit”?;

‘Ah, never mind! Just lick my “tetas” (tits)!’

The way this guy licks, sucks and squeezes my boobs, makes me think that passion was born in Spain! Uh, he makes me so horny that I wanna cum before he even sticks his penis in my holly whole. I lie down on the sand and let the macho boy show me the way Spanish people fuck.

‘Chiquita, you are so sexy! You make my penis have butterflies!’

Hm…His English is definitely broken. I think he meant “you give me butterflies” or “you make my cock tingle”, but I appreciate that at least he is not the silent type of guy. I love boys who dare to talk during sex; the dirtier, the better!

‘Wait!’, I say before he can stick his cock inside of me. ‘Do you have any STD?’

‘What? What is that?’

‘Sexually transmitted diseases, you know, such as Human Papilloma Virus, Gonorrhea or something…’

‘Aaahh, sure not! Do you?’

‘No, me either. Ok, now you can fuck me!’

I must confess this before-sex conversation is mostly a passion-killer, but it keeps me safe from serious health problems in the future. Besides, I never have sex with someone without staring at his penis first. You can never know what surprise is hidden in the ‘magic box’.

The guy whose name I don’t even know, seats me on my hands and on my knees, with my back at him, and begins fucking me doggy style! He then pinches my hard nipples, while my tits hang down on the hot sand like two coconuts. His cock easily slips inside of my wet cunt.

‘Uhhhhhh!’,I let out a short sound of pleasure.

My body is tranced again, as the smell of our fluids becomes more and more obvious. The guy talks in Spanish, while I talk in English. We do not understand each other very well, but this doesn’t stop our bodies from ‘communicating’ properly.

The moment I raise my head from the sand, all sweated and horny, I see a couple of passers-by, at about 30 feet, staring and advancing fast towards us.

‘Oh my God!’,I say frightened.

‘Don’t move, I am gonna make you cum!’

The Spanish guy doesn’t seem to notice the passers-by, as he lies his head on my back. Knowing that I am being watched, and feeling his penis going fast inside and outside of my vagina, makes me cum instantly. The fear, mixed with the arousal given by his movements and the sensation of being watched, provides me with a prolonged state of pleasure.

When I raise my head again, I distinguish between the four people advancing towards us, a man dressed like a cop, holding his hand on a gun. My Spanish Macho proves to be anything else but a real Macho man! He notices the cop advancing threateningly towards us and gets so scared that pushes me with the nose in the sand.

‘No dispare!’ (en: Don’t shoot), he yells in a trembling voice with both his cock and his hands up.

‘You idiot! He is not even pointing at us!’,I say, spitting the sand out of my mouth.

As the cop and the other three people arrive, I lie down embarrassed, while they begin talking in Spanish. I can feel everyone’s judging looks pointing at me, while they pronounce the word ‘golfa‘ (en: bitch).

‘What are you Spanish idiots lookin‘ at? Didn’t you ever have sex on a beach?!! Huh?’

I don’t understand much of what they say, but everything becomes more clear when a girl gives me her sweater to cover myself, while the policeman yells and takes out some handcuffs.

‘Oh, my God, what’s happening?!,I ask desperately while being handcuffed.

‘He is arresting us for public sex. We are in big trouble, chiquita!’

What?! This is certainly the worst thing that ever happened to me while getting laid. My obsession for sex could now cost me up to three years in prison, if I understood correctly. The police officer puts us into the car and takes us to the police headquarter. As soon as we arrive, they put me in a cell, next to other two women, with horrible scars on their faces.

‘Porqué estás desnuda, golfa?’(en: why are you naked, bitch?)

‘I don’t speak Spanish, sorry’, I reply swallowing hard and pretending that I did not understand anything.

The two women with serial-killer faces approach me threateningly and rip off my sweater. Just when I thought the day could not get worse, I realize that my Spanish adventure can become really traumatic! One of them slaps me over the face, while the other laughs uncontrollably.

‘Back off, bitches or I’ll kill you, I swear on God!’, I say pushing the one who slapped me.

This proves to be a really bad idea, as they get very angry; they both start rolling up their sleeves and coming threateningly towards me, ready to kick my ass. Right before I start yelling, I hear the voices of a cop, coming towards the cell. Saved by the bell!

‘Aunt Mariah, it is you!’

‘Joanna, for the love of God! What happened to you?’

‘I am really sorry for everything aunt…I did not mean to ruin your wedding, but I am so glad you are here!’,I tell her through the bars.

‘Luckily, my husband has some connections and you will not be charged’, she says smiling, while the police officer unlocks the cell.

‘Oh, God! Thank you, thank you, thank you!,I yell jumping in her arms. I will be forever grateful for this!’

‘Now let’s put something on you and return to the wedding, ok?’

‘Okay, auntie!’,I reply happy while turning my head to the horrible beasts in the cage. ‘Adios, golfas!’ (en: Good-bye, bitches) I wave to the women who were about to kill me inside of that cell.

My aunt and I return to her wedding and party the entire weekend. The horrible experience with the police lowered up my sex drive for a while, which gave me enough time to focus on anything else but sex. As for the Spanish Macho, I heard he was also my aunt’s lover in the past. We have never seen each other since then.