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The Carrie White Erotic Diaries is over 3 hours of short sensual adventures from Carrie’s point of view. Each story in Volume One is a stand alone experience, but they are linked through her friends and her work. This volume tells how Carrie lost her virginity at 18 years old and realised how much she loved every new encounter. From seducing the Sales Manager at an exhibition she was working in to finding herself in her first girl-on-girl tumble, to her initiation into the world of swingers and orgies, this audiobook has it all.

Natasha, an overseas student at university, speaks perfect English, but her written work is not so good. Can she get extra tuition from her professor tutors? She is slim and attractive. Will they set out a deal that takes advantage of her alluring assets? Listen and enjoy. Best to listen alone in a hot, scented bath.

Carrie continues her two-week July holiday in Spain when she meets a couple with a particular need that would satisfy her sexual addiction. Carrie came to London for excitement and to make money. With no qualifications, she was drawn into the sex industry. She was a cam girl, entertaining mainly guys on her website, where they paid her to give erotic shows and where she could have private shows with just one guy and make much more money.

Carrie White diary entry: Tim and I belonged to Club Eros in London, a sex club for those of us who wanted something a little different. Now, I had come to Spain for two weeks, a vacation I felt I deserved. This is what happened next.

This audiobook is an erotic story in first person narrative.

My diary entry began: I woke up and crept out of bed, not disturbing Tim. I wanted time alone to think. Tim was jealous, I thought, and no matter what he said, he would always feel the same. I wanted him to know I was happy to be in a close relationship with him, but we had to have the freedom I wanted. Maybe I should show him that I wasn’t jealous! Maybe I should do another threesome with him like we have in the past. Could I find one of the couples from yesterday at the beach party?

Sometimes I feel I have a tattoo on my forehead reading "Nymphomaniac". I seem to attract single guys, couples, and groups who want to enjoy me to the fullest, every square inch, every sensual centimeter. And I must admit that is what I love: anytime, anywhere, with anybody.

Tim and me belonged to Club Eros in London, a sex club for those of us who wanted something a little different. It was an upmarket sex club with a discreet membership of mainly couples with money, couples of all ages. Tim had introduced me: He’d been a member for some time. Tim had started taking me around as his girlfriend, although we both loved fun and had an open relationship. He was good looking and intelligent, had a good city job, and seemed to have money to splash when he wanted. He was also kind and thoughtful and looked after me when we were out together.

I love the sun and was on a two-week vacation in Spain. I’m Carrie White, blonde, petit and attractive. Or at least that is what they - family, friends, and lovers - tell me. I just wanted to relax on my first week, lie in the sun, have some early nights, maybe read a book. But it never works like that. Sometimes I feel I have a tattoo on my forehead: nymphomaniac.

The continuing story: an episode from the diary of Carrie White, who is a sexually liberated girl. Carrie takes a two-week break in Spain, where she often enjoys weekend breaks during the rest of the year for sun and to relax. A stranger coincidentally enters her life as she flies on vacation. Will Carrie enjoy an erotic liaison with this stranger?

Carrie keeps a diary, a very personal diary. A diary of her erotic experiences. She said that one day she would make her diary into a book but it's so hot that it might self-ignite! This is the most recent entry... Then he came to the point. “Look Carrie. I really enjoyed last week. You were just perfect. I belong to a Club that you might be interested in joining. Or at least come along as my guest. The other guys don’t know about this and that’s the way I like it. We all have secrets.” “I don’t know,” I replied. “Tell me some more. Why would I be interested?"

Gwen and I were on a three day break tanning in the sun. We met at the café, and Frank was the perfect gentleman: attentive, filling our glasses but not forcing wine on us, telling us about the town, what to do, and where to go. We told him we were just chilling out for a couple of days, catching up on our tans, and spending time together. I guess we should have known what to expect when Frank placed his hand on our knees under the table.

Written by the new erotic author Abigail Andrews, this audiobook is about Carrie keeping her private diary about all her sexual adventures. This is adventure four and involves several guys and a feast in a private hotel room in Central London. The author's imagination runs riot. The advert stood out like a streaker on Lord’s Cricket ground on a swelteringly hot summer day and a match day with packed terraces. “Are you ready to serve and be served as a gourmet feast for 3 insatiable gentlemen . . .?” That had me going. There was a mobile number. I rang it.

I'm starting fresh today. I'm going to write about my experiences and emotions. Maybe one day someone will make this into a book. So let's start by telling you about myself. My name is Carrie and I love sex. Everything about it. I love guys who are older cause they are better at f--king. I love the chase. Finding a guy, single, married, mainly older and talking him into have a good time with me, naked and intimate. I'm now 24 but I've been like this since my 18th birthday when I was seduced by Richard who was much older and loved younger women.

This is my diary entry for: Sunday 20th February. Nothing happened today. My name is Carrie White and I've had a strange career up to now. I was a bit of a wild child and moved to the smoke when I hit 18. Living in a remote country village in Cornwall was not really my style. I'd been living with my grandparents since coming to the UK from Africa where I'd been born. My parents were still there but they didn't think it was a suitable environment for me as I approached school age. I left Cornwall and travelled to London. No friends and nowhere to live.

Belinda, 18-year-old is out with her dad having family time. She is roller skating and knocks into an older guy who drops the bag he is carrying. It is a valuable Chinese and is smashed on the walkway. Unable to pay, Belinda's dad offers her to the guy and his wife for time alone. Belinda hates this idea but has to go along with it. This turns into a wild adventure for her.