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I woke up to aching breasts and an aching butthole. Bobby stretched me beyond what I could ever imagine. But it was a good aching. Now, If I can just get this milk pumped. Where were the girls? It was only 6 am. They're not usually up this early.
I eased myself up and gingerly walked to the bathroom. Ah, there they are in the shower, wrapped in each others arms. They looked so lost in Sapphic love. Such a different world we have found ourselves in. I so wanted to join them and have them drain my aching boobs. They saw me and motioned me in. They knew just what I needed and they wanted breakfast. Nothing more nutritious than breast milk. Some we were all satisfied. I went to the toilet and pulled on the tampon string. It hurt some coming out and had some bloody streaks on it. I told Glenda and she told me to come by the office and let her check to be sure there was no damage from the assault my ass had taken. I got there about 9 and Chrissy took me right in to an exam room. When Glenda came in, I already had my feet in the stirrups.She used a tool called a speculum to open me up where she could see inside of me. I wondered if this is how a woman's pelvic exam feels. I could fell her fingers moving around some, then she pulled everything out.
"Looks ok. There is a little tearing, but nothing damaging. I would give it a day or two to heal before any more sex. And, I'm giving you some antibiotics to keep it from getting infected."
"I'm so sore, I don't think I could even think of doing it right now." She laughed.
"So, you liked this guy."
"Yes, I really did. I can see why Chris wanted me to meet him. He told me that most women were scared of his big cock, as were most gay men. I guess I made him happy, being able to take all of him."
"You took all of him?"
"Yes, I did. He took his time and filled me up."
"Wow. No wonder you're so sore. I'm surprised he didn't really tear you."
"I don't know what to say. I just wanted him so badly."
"Ok. I've got a busy schedule, but I should be home around 5ish. Just REST today, OK?"
"Ok." I left and went home and laid on the couch until milking time. Sandra was at work, so I had to pump myself. I guess I had fallen asleep, and was awakened to my phone ringing. It was Chris.
"Hey man, how are you?" he asked.
"How do you think I am?"
"From what Bobby tells me, I'm sure you're pretty sore."
"Yeah, that pretty much sums it up."
"Well, did you like him?"
"Oh yeah" I said as a smile crossed my lips. "I really did. Did he like me?"
"Oh my gosh, he was totally smitten with you. He talked about everything about you, even what you were wearing. What were you wearing?"
"Well just some new things that Sandra and Glenda picked out for me. You know, something that fits my new figure a little, well a lot better."
"I can't wait to see you in the new threads. Gotta go. My appointment is here, and I'm trying to get through so I can get home. I hate being out of town right now."
"OK. Catch you later. Oh, and thanks."
"No problem. Later."
Sandra called and she was going to work late to finish a project. I managed to get up and throw together a nice salad for dinner for Glenda and I. She got home about 5. We hadn't had anytime to talk since she moved in. It had only been a few days, but still I wanted to just talk with her. Sort of like girl talk. We chit chatted over dinner, cleaned the kitchen, then grabbed some glasses and a bottle of wine and went out to sit by the hot tub. We both had so very little on, so we stripped and slid into the tub. So relaxing. We talked about her divorce and we talked about Sandra and her. She told me that she is in love with Sandra. I wasn't surprised. I told her that I'm pretty sure Sandra is in love with her, too. She asked how I felt about it? I told her that I was still in love with Sandra, but knew that my days of satisfying her as a man are pretty much over. So, I'm glad she has Glenda. I just want to be a part of their lives. Glenda smiled an said "Oh you will be. Don't worry about that at all."
"What does that mean?" I asked.
"Well, you have feminized so much- probably more than you planned- that we look at you as being one of us. So, you'll be engaged with us physically and emotionally. How do you feel about that?"
I began crying. "That makes me so happy. I just love you both so much."
She slid over by me and began kissing me, fondling my tits, and rubbing my man clitty.I was getting so hot. I don't know if it was the hot water or the wine, or her, but I was burning up. She could feel it. "How do you like being in heat?" she asked with a sinister chuckle.
"Is that what it feels like to be a woman in heat?"
"Yes, that and more."
We got out of the tub and sat out on the bench. I started telling her about the night before with Bobby and what he had told Chris about how much he even liked how I was dressed. I told her I didn't really expect that. I told her that I was wondering why I wasn't gaining weight on the hormones. She asked if my mother or sister gained weight when they were on hormones after menopause. I told her they didn't. She told me my genetics was helping me keep my weight down. Then she told me how much she was liking my figure, with my height and all, and that I carried big boobs better because of being tall.
Then I told her that I thought I might want to get a skirt and maybe even a dress to wear around the house and when I was going to see Bobby. She smiled. "Well, I think we may need to make a girls trip to Victorias Secret, too.."
"Really? For a skirt?"
"No, for some really sexy underwear and other lingerie."
"Oh. Really?"
"If you want to really turn him on, I think that would be the place to go. Besides, there are a lot of men who go there to buy their underwear."
"What?"
"Yeah. a lot of men love to wear panties instead of briefs or boxers. You like them better, don't you?"
"Yeah, but, well you know."
"Then we'll go tomorrow. I'm off all day, so we can get you all fixed up. Then you can call Bobby and see when he wants to see you again.Might be that Sandra and I need to get a hotel and let you two have the house for the weekend. Would you like that?"
"Do you think I'll be healed enough by the weekend?"
"I think so. You heal quickly. Beside, you don't want to wait too long or you might lose the elasticity that you developed. I can give you a little lidocaine to help with what little pain you may have."
"Sounds like a fun weekend cumming up!"
"You know, though, you are also becoming a Sappho lover. At some point, you may only want to make love with us, as women on women. How do you feel about that?"
"What ever happens will happen."
Sandra got home and came out and sat naked with us. Glenda told her of our plans. She thought that sounded like a good plan. We finally killed the bottle of wine and went in and went to bed. The girls milked me dry before we drifted off to sleep.
Next morning, I was up early to pump and fix breakfast for the girls. We got Sandra off to work and we got dressed and headed for Starbucks then hit the mall. We hit a couple of Glenda's favorite stores and bought a couple of skirts and tops. Then to Victoria's Secret. The sales manager took us to the back and called out one of their special salespersons to help us. I never knew they had private rooms in the back. She brought out all kinds of panties and garter belts, bras, Teddies, all kinds of frilly things. Glenda picked out the things she thought would be best for me. The salesgirl had me take off my bra so she could fit me properly. She asked why I was wearing a nursing bra. We just laughed. Once finished, they rang it up and boxed it up and off we went. I wore one of the new bras out. It felt so much better than my off the rack nursing bra. We loaded everything in the car and headed to a restaurant for lunch. Finally got back home just about the time Sandra did. She had me model all the new clothes and underwear for her. She looked at Glenda and said "I need you to take me shopping!"
"Oh girl, we can do that this weekend while were away from home."
I figured things were going to be real hot before long. I called Bobby. I asked if he was still reeling from Monday night.
"Oh yes. I was hoping you would call. I really want to see you again."
"How would you feel about spending the weekend with me here at my house?"
"You mean the whole weekend?"
"Yes. I was thinking you could come over when you get off work on Friday and stay through til Sunday. I mean if you don't have other plans."
"No, I don't have any plans for the weekend. That sounds like a lovely idea. I get off at 2 on Friday. So, say around 4. Is that too early?"
"No, that is perfect. I'll have some dinner for us."
"That's sounds great. I can hardly wait."
"Well, it's only 2 days, so don't over do. You may need a lot of energy."
"Don't worry, I'll be ready."
With that, I hung up the phone and smiled at the girls. They looked at each other and giggled. "Glenda, can you give me something for energy?"
"Yeah, I'll give you a little shot of B vitamins that will help."
"Thanks. I may need to do some stretching exercises, as well."
"We'll see if we can help with that, too."
We turned in. Thursday was a blur. To the doctors office for some time with the speculum. I was still a little sore, but the stretching helped.
Friday morning, back again for more speculum time and a B shot.
Friday afternoon started with my normal cleansing time, ending with a nice douche with a touch of Jovan Musk perfume in it. Then to dress. Sandra came home early to help with that. She and Glenda had picked out a nice short skirt and top that showed my cleavage. She had me wear a real push-up bra. She told me that when you have good tits, you have to know how and when to use them. She asked if I wanted some make-up? I asked "like what?"
"Maybe a little around your eyes. Nothing overpowering, but a nice touch.And I'll show you how to do this so you can do it again tomorrow if it has a good effect." So, I let her. I must say, when she was done, and I looked in the mirror, I was amazed at the transformation. Then, she picked out what I would wear that night to bed and all day tomorrow and then on Sunday. So, for Saturday was another short skirt and fitted top with a t-shirt bra and thong. Sunday, she had a nice Teddy to wear, since he would be leaving sometime during the day. She said it might make it easier to do whatever before he leaves. She showed me one more time how to do the eye make-up, then she waited for Glenda to get home so she could see me before they left.

About 4 the door bell rang and the butterflies started in my stomach. And the doubts. "What if he doesn't like me this way?" I answered the door. By the grin on his face, I think I knew he liked it. "Come in" I said as I took his hand. He came in, closed the door and grabbed me and kissed me.
"I am so happy to see you. I have been nervous all day" he said.
"Why? I'm the one who should be nervous."
"Are you?" he asked.
"A little."
"Well, I'm here, so relax. Let me take a look at you. Oh my" he said, as I twirled in front of him. "You look amazing!"
"You really think so?"
Yeah, I really think so."
"Well come on in here and sit down. Would you like a glass of wine?"
"That would be nice. I really am enjoying drinking you in with my eyes."
I laughed as I handed him a glass. "I have us some dinner that will be ready in about 20 minutes. Can you wait that long or are you famished?"
"I'm pretty hungry. But, I can wait."
"Good. I have a liquid dessert for you. It should be ready right on time."
"Oh? Is this something sweet you gave me before?"
"It possibly could be. That is if you like it."
"I loved it last time. I was sure hoping I might get another chance to try it again."
I walked over to him. He was sitting on a bar stool. I kind of pushed his legs apart and stood between them, making sure my leg rubbed up against his crotch. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer.
I leaned into his ear and whispered "if you loved last Monday night, then you will be blown away by what I have planned for tonight." I could feel his huge cock trying to escape his clothes. Dinner will be ready in about 10 minutes. Why don't you go change and freshen up while I set the table."
"Sure. Point me the right direction."
I pointed to the hallway to the master suite. He slapped me on the ass as he walked away. For some reason, that felt electric!
I set dinner on the table, poured more wine and he came back in a pair of loose shorts and a tank top. We ate making small talk. The closer to finishing, the more the sexual tension built and the talk became sex driven. I asked him if he wanted to go sit in the hot tub or out on the patio? He said the patio. I told him to go get comfortable and I'd join him in a minute. I went to the bedroom and put on a Teddy. I didn't want anything to slow us down tonight. When I got outside with him, he stood up and grabbed me and began kissing me. We have a large reclining, well bed, type swing. I asked if he was ready for his dessert. He grinned. I laid back across the swing and he laid beside me. I pulled the straps down and guided his mouth to my heavy, full breast. He sucked away. He drained the first one quickly, then started on the other one. That one was emptied in no time as well. "I guess you liked the dessert?"
"I did. I hope we'll have it again."
"Trust me, you will. Now, it's time for me to get my dessert."
I pushed him down and kissed down his stomach and got to the top of his shorts. He raised his butt as I slid them down, then off. Ah, there was that magnificent manhood, waiting to give up it's treasure. I started working on it. I knew I wouldn't get much of it in my mouth, but if I could get him to just cum. I took the head in my mouth and circled it with my tongue while I stroked it up and down with both hands. Before long he was moan in pleasure and pushing me down on it. I got a little more in my mouth, but all my work was paying off. I felt him start to tense up and his cockhead began to swell. Then, without warning, he started shooting stream after stream of sweet gooey man honey down my throat. I was having trouble swallowing it all, some leaking out around my lips. When he stopped shooting, I liked and sucked his slit clean, then scooped up what had leaked out with my finger and feasted on it, savoring the sweetness and saltiness mixed together. Oh how I wanted him in me now. I wanted him to breed me like his bitch! But, I wanted him in my bed for that. I moved up and kissed him, giving him a taste of his own cum. I think he had tasted it before, as he cleaned the inside of my mouth with his tongue. I stood up. it had gotten dark out and the yard lights were on, showing us the path to the house. "Come on. Let's go inside."
He was up and following close. I showed him the bathroom Figured he need to pee after cumming. While he was peeing, I lit a couple of candles and spayed some musk on my neck and between my tits. When he came in, I was laying across the bed naked. I had rubbed a dab of lidocaine cream in my man hole. hoping it helped some. But, I figured by the time he left on Sunday, I'd be well broken in.
He laid at my feet and started working his way up, kissing and stroking inside my legs. He got to my little clit and sucked the whole thing in his mouth. He was pretty good at that. But, that wasn't going to satisfy him for long. He pulled my legs up over his shoulders and began tongue fucking my my man cunt. "Ummm. Your ass smells terrific" he moaned. I just rubbed his head as he continued to get me ready.
"Bobby?" I asked.
"yeah?"
"How do you want me tonight?"
"Every way I can!" With that he rolled me over and pulled my ass up. I handed him the lube and he applied a huge glob. "are you ready?' he asked.
"You can't imagine how ready I am."
With that he started pushing his big meat inside me. It was going in much easier tonight. I could feel him stretching me, but the pain was minimal. Guess the lidocaine and exercises worked. I felt him bottom out.
"Oh, Bobby, that feels so good. Now fuck me please!" He did. I mean he was like a steam piston pumping away. Every strong thrust across my prostate sent shock waves through me and I was cumming like a fountain. He worked it for 30 or 40 minutes before I felt him tensing up and swelling before he flooded my bowels with hot, sweet creamy baby batter. I think I became his bitch at that point. Even after he stopped spurting cum, he stayed hard and kept pounding away. This guy is a fucking machine! Finally, he stopped and we fell flat on the bed. Totally spent. I couldn't move.
"I gotta get up" he said.
"Wait" is aid. Grab the big tampon there and plug me with it when you pull out. I don't want to have all of you juice running all over the floor. Besides, I want to keep it inside me for a bit."
He obliged me. I just lay there and fell asleep. Sometimes later, he came back to bed. I rolled over to him. "I missed you. Where did you go?'
I was standing across the room just looking at you. You really have a nice body and a beautiful ass."
"Oh, you say that to all the girls, I bet."
"No, not really. But, you do have a great body. I've never met anyone quite like you."
"Ok. While you're admiring the spectacular body, why don't you drain my milk again."
"How often do you get milk?"
"Depends. But usually every 4-5 hours. Sometimes more. It may be more this weekend with you here.He sucked me dry before I fell asleep again with his mouth still on my boob.

In the morning I woke up early and had to go pump, then shower and cleanse. He finally woke up about 8:30. I was in the kitchen in my panties and bra when he came up behind me and rubbed his cock in my ass crack. "Ready for more," he asked.
"I might be in a bit. Why don't you go shower while I fix us some breakfast, them we'll see what might happen."
He scampered off and came back just in his underwear. We ate some breakfast and headed back to the bedroom where he fucked me again. This guy has such staying power, but when he cums, he cums hard. When we finally got up- again- I went and showered again and cleansed and douched, then got dressed in a short denim skirt and the tight fitting top and t-shirt bra that Sandra laid out. The phone rang. It was Sandra and Glenda. "How's it going?" Sandra asked.
"It is going really good."
"Does he like your clothes and eye make-up?"
"As a matter of fact, he does. he has made several comments about how great i looked and how he liked what I had done with my eyes."
"Oh good. Here, Glenda wants to ask you something." She handed the phone to Glenda.
"Hey, lover, how are you?"
"I'm good."
"Did you use the lidocaine?"
"Yes, and it seemed to make it easier last night. Didn't use it this morning, though. And everything was good."
"Are you sore?"
"A little. But, it's a good sore."
"I bet it is. Well,we'll let you get back to doing what ever. We love you!"
"I love you guys, too. See you tomorrow."
Bobby came in "Who was that?"
"Oh, just my girls checking on me."
"Oh, that's sweet of them."
"Yeah, they're like that. So, let's go out for a bit." So we left and headed to the river to walk. Walking was hard after spending all night and all morning with that huge piece of meat stuck in me. But, it did help me loosen up some.
We got back to the house. I was going to start dinner, but had to go pump. Bobby dosed a bit while I did it. When I finished I went to start dinner when he came in and grabbed my hand and led me back to the bedroom. He pulled my skirt and panties off and bent me over the end of the bed and started fucking me silly. when he came, he pulled out then got one of the big tampons and plugged quick. I told him that I needed to change clothed before I fixed dinner. I changed into a pair of shorts and a sports bra. Felt like stoking the fire for later.

After dinner, we went and sat outside again, laying in the swing, touching, kissing, and all that until he was so ready I didn't think I could get him in the house fast enough. We were heading down the hallway peeling off clothes. Once we hit the bed, he didn't even give me a chance to suck his cock. He went straight for my ass and plunged it all the way in one strong thrust. He fucked me like a crazy man.Somewhere during all of that, the milk came in and I was leaking milk all over the bed. Part of it was him squeezing them while he plowed my ass. He came in a huge explosion of man juice. It felt like a power washer inside of me. I slept like a baby until around 6 when the pain in my boobs hit again. But this time, I did the same thing to him that I did to Chris and let him suckle me while he was still asleep. And he sucked me like a hungry baby boy!

I got up and went and showered and cleaned myself out, then slipped back in bed and stroked his cock and got me some morning wood. I rolled him on his back and slid myself down over his hard tool. I was riding him good when I stopped and turned to the reverse cowgirl position. I don't know how he felt, but it felt so incredible for me. But I guess he loved it too. He was moaning and holding my hips as I rocked back and forth. He rewarded me with another strong orgasm and filled me again. I sat there until he went soft, then rolled off and lay there with his cum leaking out, but I didn't care.
After a bit, we got up and showered together. We both got dressed. He told me he needed to go, as he had some things to do before going back to work on Monday. He came and hugged me and squeezed my ass ass he kissed me."Let's do this again soon and often" he said as he left.
"We'll see" i poked at him. But I knew we would.
Now, time for the girls to come home. But first, get those sheets washed!
More to cum!!!!!

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Kitten's Diary by Throne Monday. Okay. Marnie says I have to write in this diary, so that's what I'm doing. The other night we were talking and she wanted to know what I like about her. I didn't really think it through and said something about her big tits. I mean large breasts. She got mad because I didn't start with her smile or how smart she is. So, I tried to cover up by saying how I like that she's short, the way I am. That seemed to help. I even mentioned that I'm not a...

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Our New Neighbors Supplement 01 Claras Diary

November 22, 2006 Dear Diary, This thing about Daddy, it’s gotten so weird. I mean, these feelings are just not right. I know I’ve always had them, since before I started keeping this diary. But now they are getting more and more vivid. I tried to sneak a look at Daddy naked today. I failed, because he shut his bedroom door just at the last moment. I even thought about hiding a camera in his room. I mean, it would be so hot to secretly have pictures of him, or maybe a video of him and Mom...

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Paige From Her Diary

Michael unlocked the door with a sigh, knowing that he had to go through with this, no matter how little he wanted to.The place still felt – even smelled – like home.  He’d grown up here, after all, and upgrading to new apartments every time a promotion made it possible meant that he had never really gotten attached to anywhere else.He had to let it go, though.  After much soul searching, he and his sister Paige had decided that it was ridiculous to keep paying property taxes on a house that...

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DEAR DIARY

Dear DiarybySion Sierra©I was asked to write this story by a friend. I do hope that you like it. I would appreciate any feedback you would care to give.Chapter 1I shouldn't have done it, but I had to. My daughter was acting even weirder after her Eighteenth birthday. It was only a month ago, I just figured she just thought she was a full blown adult. So here after I heard her scream she was leaving for school, I ran downstairs to give her money for her lunch. She was already gone. I entered the...

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Paige From Her Diary

Michael unlocked the door with a sigh, knowing that he had to go through with this, no matter how little he wanted to. The place still felt — even smelled — like home. He'd grown up here, after all, and upgrading to new apartments every time a promotion made it possible meant that he had never really gotten attached to anywhere else. He had to let it go, though. After much soul searching, he and his sister Paige had decided that it was ridiculous to keep paying property taxes on a house that...

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A Slave Fathers Diary

StoriesA Slave Father's DiaryA Slave Father's DiaryI have always had a submissive streak, I suppose, but over the years, and especially after I married, it became more and more pronounced. Unfortunately, although my wife accepted me wearing lace underwear whenever possible, she could not bring herself to dominate me sexually.... she "loved me too much to degrade and humiliate me," even though that was what I implored her to do. I hold no grudges regarding this, but nonetheless found it very...

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Dear Diary

"Raaaaaaaaaab!" My wife's shrill voice cut through the damp basement air. Geez, it's as if she had dropped a brick on her toes while in the middle of saying my name. I answered quietly, but it didn't matter what I said because it was a reply so low she couldn't hear me. I remember when I enjoyed the soothing sounds of her voice, but today the sultry voice had been replaced by that of one with the same jarring noise to my senses as fingernails sliding down a chalkboard. "Raaaaaab, have you...

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E102 More from Emmas mothers diary

Between playing their different games, Emma now broadcasting on one of the adult sites they found on a regular basis, and just life in general, the fall does seem to fly by.  Before they know it, it is Thanksgiving.  Their first together.  This year has been filled with so many firsts and then repeats.  It is hard to imagine that it is only eight months since Emma attended the lecture Donald gave.  And six months since this all began with them.Neither had really done much for Thanksgiving for...

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Episode 29 Ellies Diary

Hi, my name is Robert; my bratty little sister is called Ellie and she's still a virgin. I was checking through her underwear drawer the other day and found this diary hidden behind all her knickers. I pulled on the pink ones covered in cuddly bears over my cock and stole her diary back to my bedroom. Author's note: It's often quite difficult to separate fact from fantasy in ch1ldrens diaries: little Ellie rarely stops thinking about sex – who will take her virginity? When will her breasts...

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Poor Amy Diary

Amy Jameson was mortified. She had ripped apart her whole room, and she could not find her diary anywhere. If someone got their hands on it... Amy knew that she should never have put all her secret desires into a place that might one day be compromised, but she had to get it out somewhere. She could not just live with them bottled up. But now it was gone. Unless she had misplaced it somewhere - her fervent yet unlikely hope - someone else had access to her innermost thoughts, and her...

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Little Stephanies Diary

July 14 Dear Diary; Happy Birthday to me! Mommy and Daddy gave me you, my first diary today. Sissy's always writing in hers, and hiding it away. She didn't know that I knew where to find it all the time. Finding it and actually being able to read it were different though. She wrote what looked liked scribbles to me. It was frustrating sometimes, but, you're my diary, and I'm not going to write about Sissy all the time. Sometimes, I may write about Timmy, our big brother. He's...

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Little Stephanies Diary

Introduction: Curious little eyes…. Horny Teen Brother… Sleeping Parent Day 1 July 14 Dear Diary, Happy Birthday to me! Mommy and Daddy gave me you, my first diary today. Sissys always writing in hers, and hiding it away. She didnt know that I knew where to find it all the time. Finding it and actually being able to read it were different though. She wrote what looked liked scribbles to me. It was frustrating sometimes, but, youre my diary, and Im not going to write about Sissy all the...

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Friends Dear Diary

Friends: Deleted Scenes - Dear Diary"Now where did she hide those damn candlesticks?" Rachel asked herself.Chandler was moving in with Monica, and that meant that Rachel was moving out. She was very happy for them, even though she and Monica had been passively fighting over a pair of candlesticks that each girl thought she owned. Rachel was alone in the apartment so she decided to do a little searching. She went into Monica's room and quietly began looking through some boxes in her closet.Near...

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Neils Diary

Dear diary, I don't normally find looking out my window to be that interesting, since all there is to see outside is my back garden, the cricket pitch over the wall, and the old people's house over the fence at the end of the garden. Today though, things got more interesting. I noticed that a new, younger family (most of them girls) had moved in with the old people next door! To think there might be pretty girls living across on the other side of the fence, sitting in their rooms...

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The Diary

The Diary by Andrea Lena DiMaggio Romulus, Michigan....November 23, 2016 The young man lay on his couch; another migraine courtesy of a job that promised no future other than being consigned to disappointment. It wasn't so much what he was asked to do as in what manner he was asked to perform his tasks. He heard a soft knock at the door followed by an even softer half-growl from the Weimaraner that lay next to him on the floor. He arose and walked quickly...

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Watching JulieChapter 8 The Diary

They say our lives are an open book, and there it was: Julie's diary, open on the kitchen table. Its siren call hit me in the gut, and I didn't need any Greek to understand, "Read me, Read me." I reached for it and was about to pick it up when it hit me. This was a line that maybe I didn't want to cross. It's not that Julie was terribly secretive, at least my spouse and I didn't think she was. Sure, there was stuff we didn't know about--she was a teenager, after all--but we were...

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Dear Diary

                                                                            DEAR DIARY      I awoke on the filthy mattress and looked around the darkened room. The dim glow of the street light peaking thru the dirty slats on the windows blinds. The   quick moving hoards of cock roaches skittering across the thread bare carpet. Sitting up I realized what had happened last night. There were bruises and ugly raised welts all over my aching body.  My tits were in terrible pain with dried blood...

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Rachels Diary

I so need to confess what I have been doing for a long time! But I will tell you, can you keep a secret? GOOD! Well for the past few months, I've been a naughty girl! I cant help it, I guess I've become addicted to it. Oh, sorry you must wonder what im talking about. Well let me tell you from the beginning. I've always been curious about my best friends, Rachel, life. We used to talk alot, but lately things have changed. Ever since she met Justin, she has been sorta well distant. Justin is her...

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FateChapter 6 Peggys Diary

From time to time Peggy will put a current entry to her diary in to help you understand her feelings about what has happened lately in her family and friends. And from time to time she will write a section of a Chapter. It will indicate [BY PEGGY] when that is the case. Otherwise it will be by me, John. I don't think anyone else will write any but it will indicate if that is the case. Who knows. [BY PEGGY] Dear Diary Once again I return to my diary to share my most intimate thoughts. I...

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A Peek At Lisas Diary

*This is the first entry reformatted. I hope you enjoy!* Diary, I had the most fantastic evening with Michael last night...I can hardly contain myself! I just have to share it with you right away; he's actually still sleeping beside me and i'm still in my fav pink teddy. You remember when i told you last week how we started fooling around last month? Well I need to bring you up to speed! Mom let Michael sleep over last weekend, so after school on Friday we stopped at his house to...

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The Diary

The longer I live, the more I believe the old adage that things are never what they seem. I am a generally easy going kind of guy, and until recently seemed to have had a fairly normal life. It appeared like I had it all. I was at the pinnacle of success, with a great job, a gorgeous wife, plenty of wealth, and a large home in the suburbs. This is my account of how my perfect life came tumbling down. But before I bring you up to present I will go back six weeks ago. It was February 2, 2014, and...

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Dear Diary

Dear Diary, I have thought long and hard about whether I wanted to have a record of my exploits, my conquests, my down right dirty fucking sex life, and I concluded that, when I am old, I want to be able to look back on this moment in my life and be jealous of my younger self. I mean, I may only be 23 now, pretty in an effortless way, but one day I won’t be, you know, and I might like to reminisce. Oh Diary, where or where do I even begin to tell you about life? Do I start from today moving...

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My Sexy Diary

My name is Dorothy and I’m nineteen and live with my mother and my stepfather. They’ve been married for the last two years. I’m home on summer break from college. Mark, who is my stepfather, is really cool and we spend a lot of time together. My mother is a nurse at the hospital. She works from three o’clock in the afternoon, until eleven o’clock in the evening. I find Mark very attractive and really sexy looking. He is 6’3” and weighs around two hundred and twenty pounds. My stepfather loves...

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Dear Diary

Dear Diary, I am typing this now as I’m watching my sweet hubby fucking my daughters. I took a break just now from giving a prolonged blowjob to my husband for almost 20 minutes and the bottom part of my tongue is aching from it. I wanted to relax for a bit before joining in the action, drink some water, and I also needed to give some time to my daughters to enjoy as I’m not selfish enough to have the fun all by myself. My younger daughter has already started to complain about me, blaming that...

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Tims Diary

Tim's Diary By R. Gold Chapter One Hey Rob, You won't believe my weekend, buddy! I had to write to someone and who best to talk to than an old college roommate? Well, I found the woman of my dreams partying in a bar in little old Seattle. What a night! What a weekend! It all started when our office went out to happy hour at the tavern around the corner from the office. Brenda, our secretary, dragged me along insisting that I take a break from the paperwork and help...

2 years ago
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St Trinians Janes Diary

September 1 Dear Diary, First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Jane Stevens and I can't believe I started at the infamous St Trinians school school today! I learned that there are over 600 students in the school - but only about 100 in the senior year - still I doubt I'll ever get to know all of them, I just hope to recognize a few of them!!! They said that the senior year is the easiest one of all, I don't believe it!!! My roommate seems nice enough, but we don't have any...

3 years ago
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The Diary

All-in-all this has been a crappy year, so when a heavy package arrived from the law firm of Holland, Scharz and Jacobs I was expecting the worst. Inside the padded manilla shipping envelope were two items. The first was an antique leather-bound journal with a worn strap holding its covers shut, the second was a heavy envelope with my name, Melissa Gordon, written on it in neat (if old-fashioned) cursive hand. The letter inside was typed on expensive heavy-weight paper that had the company...

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Lynns Diary

Lynn’s Diary: my travels down a road of sexual exploration… My mind is reeling; it’s hard for me to comprehend everything that happened last night. I’m lying here in bed, stark naked, and I’m not alone. (That, in itself, is front page news for me, ever since my divorce four years ago). Not only am I not alone, but the companions are in bed with me. (Yes, there are two of them…) I hardly know where to begin, as I think about how to write today’s diary entry. I look back over the last four...

Hardcore
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My Little Sisters Sex Diary

A few years ago, I moved back in with my parents. I became depressed after the man I loved (supposedly) died while touring in Afghanistan, and I needed the support. When I moved back in, I discovered just how big of a whore my little sister had become while I was away. (And how big of a slut she had been without my noticing.)One Friday night she left to attend a college frat party while mom and dad went on date night. With nothing to do so early in the evening, I decided to do some chores. I...

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Dance Diary

Dec 27, 2006 Dear Diary, Mummy has been as good as her word! She enrolled me today in a ballet school, my Christmas present from her: six months of weekly dance lessons to see if I have what it takes for that kind of life. Do I have the discipline required. The instructor is a rather handsome man in his mid-thirties or early-forties, I'd guess ... but with an athletic build and cute bum ... a dancer in his youth most likely. Not sure if he's gay. Most male dancers are, you know. He was...

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TwinsChapter 5 Diary

Beep, Beep, Beep, Fuck, I forgot to turn that dam alarm clock off again, it’s Saturday morning. But before I could get out of my bed, Darcy came into my room wearing her white robe, and she shut it off. “Dam-it Marcy, it’s Saturday,” she said as she came over to me and sat down on my bed. She then leaned down and kissed me on my lips. I open my mouth and her tongue went into my mouth. I could tell she hadn’t brushed her teeth yet, her breath smelled terrible, but I’m sure mine was just as...

4 years ago
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E105 New Years Day The End Of The Diary

Dorothy and Maude spend the week with Donald and Emma. Twice more, the four women do play together. Once in the afternoon when Donald and Emma are both out, and one night when the two older women slip out in the night, as arranged, to spend the night with Karen and Julie. The morning after that night together, all are a bit groggy at breakfast.Donald and Emma want Dorothy and Maude to stay through New Year’s, but the women say no, they want to enjoy being on the train heading home on New Year’s...

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Recollections From A DiaryChapter 3 Malibu Barbie The Diary

I don't know what to say about Barbie... Malibu Barbie, to be precise. I hadn't seen her in all those years. Memories rushed in that I'd pushed back into the recesses of my mind. Time was, I'd use it as my primo dildo. Not the head, mind you, my hole isn't that big! The feet, always feet first. Yes, both of them. Once started, I'd poke my fingers inside me and move the legs from side to side. I realized I'd absentmindedly spread my legs apart and discovered I was cupping my...

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Lindseys diary

Dear diary Sept 12 Saturday, OMG diary this is the first time I have made an entry that really feels like it means something. Today, well tonight actually mom drank almost half a bottle of wine and got really drunk. She started crying and apologizing to me but I couldn't get her to tell me why she was sorry at first. Finally she said it was because she was such a geek, and that she knows that she raised me to be such a geek too. I think that its because she's really lonely, all...

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My srs Diary

I’m Tom. I am a hard working senior in college with a minimum wage job and a loving f****y. I have a younger s****r that means the world to me, a mother and a father that have helped me get through all kind of tough times and help me out every step of the way. I also have four of the best friends in the world, or so I thought until I rooted through my s****r’s diary. I wasn’t just snooping around, I was worried. It went like this: I noticed that my s****r was dressing in skimpier and skimpier...

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My srs Diary

I’m Tom. I am a hard working senior in college with a minimum wage job and a loving f****y. I have a younger s****r that means the world to me, a mother and a father that have helped me get through all kind of tough times and help me out every step of the way. I also have four of the best friends in the world, or so I thought until I rooted through my s****r’s diary. I wasn’t just snooping around, I was worried. It went like this: I noticed that my s****r was dressing in skimpier and skimpier...

3 years ago
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Dear Diary

January 1st 2017Dear Diary,Well, I did it again. New Year’s resolution nailed within half an hour of the clock striking twelve. And why not, eh? Why set targets that take all year when you can get immediate results?It’s Saskia’s fault. This year, last year and the year before. All her. She’s a bad influence. She arranged things in advance this time - practically sold tickets. Brazen slut! She’s terrible but you’ve got to love her. You should have seen what she was wearing last night. Absolutely...

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Her Diary

We were having coffee after dinner when she excused herself, with a wink, to visit the restroom. For no particular reason, I glanced at her open purse lying on the table and noticed the small pink book that said “Diary” on the cover. I sheepishly pulled it out and fanned the pages to browse its contents. My heart nearly stopped beating when I read the latest entry: "Dear Diary, I’m going out with him again this week and it is so bitter sweet. Such a sweet, generous man, but one who is very...

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My sisters Diary

I'm Tom. I am a hard working senior in college with a minimum wage job and a loving family. I have a younger sister that means the world to me, a mother and a father that have helped me get through all kind of tough times and help me out every step of the way. I also have four of the best friends in the world, or so I thought until I rooted through my sister's diary. I wasn't just snooping around, I was worried. It went like this: I noticed that my sister was dressing in skimpier and skimpier...

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My sisters Diary

I'm Tom. I am a hard working senior in college with a minimum wage job and a loving family. I have a younger sister that means the world to me, a mother and a father that have helped me get through all kind of tough times and help me out every step of the way. I also have four of the best friends in the world, or so I thought until I rooted through my sister's diary. I wasn't just snooping around, I was worried. It went like this: I noticed that my sister was dressing in skimpier and skimpier...

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Baby Diary

The following are excerpts from a adult baby diary found a few years back at a garage sale. I have no idea if it truely happened. Saturday: College is no different than the rest of my life. Because of my size, I 'm forgotten, looked over, lonely. It might be better to be a dwarf, at least they don't look like a kid, but me, I'm just little. People mistake me for an eight year old and I have to buy all my clothes in the kids department. I've always been a basketball fan,...

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Lilys Diary

LILY'S DIARY June 15 I've just started work for my new employers, Mr Trent, Bill, and Ms Williams, Alison, but of course I have to just call them Sir and Madam. She's told me to write this occasional diary and assured me that I won't be punished whatever I write, although of course I would be if I spoke the same words. She's told me that it would amuse her to read about my reactions to my new life of work here but I don't understand why. I arrived last night but was excused...

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