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A Ladies Man Diary: Head's Up Part 2
God, I want her. After what happened a moment ago, she looks even sexier. Her voice sounds deeper to my ears, her eyes shine brighter, and her lips look more sensual, now that I know what they can do.
We are seated on each side of the large couch in the living room. Between us is her very drunk and loud brother who keeps singing obscenities. I am laughing hard, while she is feigning shock. The party's over and everyone else is gone. We sit there, talking, like old friends, ignoring the fact that it's pretty late. However I cannot ignore how hot I feel, the way my blood pulses through my veins, the way my cock twitches in my pants everytime I look at her flesh moving.
She is sitting elegantly, her legs crossed with a hand relaxing over her knees, while the other grasps a cup, containing some sort of alcohol surely. Her dress looks even shorter this way. When I remember the way her ass looked in that thong, my cock is in serious danger of growing hard. I take a sip of my own cup, to relax, while I'm sneaking glances at her.
“So you're saying that you didn't talk to any girls tonight?” her brother asks me.
“Nope, Dude”, I answer, while shaking my head.
“Get outta here”, he says, grinning. “You wouldn't let a whole party go on without trying to get in some girl's pants.”
I raise my right hand while smiling playfully.
“I swear.”
“What happened?” he asks, insisting. “Didn't find anyone that you liked enough?”
“You know, sometimes, there's a girl that you see, of that you've been with, that makes every other woman looks bland next to her.” I say, while I look at her sideways. She is smiling, clearly flattered, looking down at her nails.
“And which girl would that be, buddy?” her brother asks, a curious look on his face.
I grin.
“Sometimes a man gotta keep a secret.”
My best friend looks surprised, then bursts into a short laugh.
“Can you believe that guy?” he asks his sister. “He's full of shit!”
She smiles slightly.
“Maybe he's telling the truth, you know. Maybe he’s found such a girl”, she says. “Or maybe he's just kidding and has plans for tonight. The night's still young.”
With these last words, she looks at me. We make eye contact. And smirks, and raises her cup to her lips, as if to drink. But I notice how her eyes dance in their orbits, as if she could see how she affects me and enjoyed it. I also notice how her lips slowly part when they come close to the cup but her tongue slowly touches the rim before anything else. She raises her dress slightly up her thigh with her finger, invisibly to her brother, but giving me an incredibly sexy view of her muscled thighs. And she does everything without taking her eyes off mine, even for a second. My dick definitely stands up.
“I guess it's time for me to go”, I say, standing up, hoping my erection is hidden.
“Oh come on man,” her brother says, his voice slightly slurred. “You can stay a little longer.”
“It's two in the morning and you smell awful.” I answer.
“The quickie man. Never spends a long time with his friends.”
“That's what your mom said to me you know” I say with a grin.
When?” he asks.
“Back when we were together”
“Well you're dreaming pal. You're such a bad lover, she would take breaks during sex.”
“Bookers aren't allowed breaks,” I say.
We laugh hard, then I give my mate one of these complicated handshakes we have.
“I think I should walk you out”, she says, looking at me in a strange way.
I look at her cup. There's actually something that looks suspiciously like soda inside it. Well damn. So much for being drunk.
While her brother stumbles up the stairs, we get out of the house. There's a lawn separating the house from the streets, and we start walking across it. She's walking in front of me, her magnificent ass trembling while she sensually moves on her heels. I am lost in contemplation, not even interested in where I'm walking. She doesn't even seem to notice me, until my leg is caught in a garden hose and I avoid falling by an inch. She looks back at me, and smiles naughtily.
“You're not watching your steps”, she says. “Looking at something else?”
I don't know if it's the way she sounds, the sheer sexual tone of her voice. I don't know if it's the loud bang that comes from her house, indicating that her brother is stumbling somewhere inside. I don't know if it's the chillness of the air, of the drinks I had. Suddenly, without saying a word, I walk to her and grab her neck roughly. For the first time of the night, we kiss.
My breath smells like booze but I couldn't care less. She kisses me back, roughly, hungrily. I let go of her neck and grab her ass with both of my hands, while she caresses my chest. I push her slowly, making her walk backwards whIle still kissing, guiding her to a nearby tree. She moans slightly, when her back touches the hard surface of the bark of the tree. I take her hands and make her hold them up against the tree.
“Don't move”, I say, looking into her eyes. She slowly lick her lips and nods.
I get down on my knees, and raise up her dress, not caring that we're merely inches away from the street and some stranger might see us. My cock pulses in my pants as I give her a quick lick on her thong. She shudders.
“Oh my god”, she whispers. “We shouldn't be doing this here”.
I don't answer. Instead I pull her thong down, discovering a perfectly shaved pussy.
I start to suck on her clit, slowly, sensually, as I run my finger up and down her slit, arousing her more. I circle her clit with my tongue, taking turns lapping it, and sucking it gently. Her little cries of pleasure get louder and she starts to grind her mound against my mouth. I push my lips harder against her pussy, letting my mouth rest on her slit. She moans deeper as I play inside of her with my tongue, exploring her aroused flesh, sucking her juices. I bob my head up and down, never taking my mouth off her pussy lips, licking her good. She arches her back against the tree, raising her dress all the way to her belly with one hand, while the other is scratching my head. I put one of her legs over my shoulder and push my head deeper between her legs. She cries louder, then quickly puts her hand over her mouth. I pull back my head to look at her, smiling.
“I like the way you taste”, I say, while slowly inserting my middle finger inside of her.
She gasps, and does a little spin of her pussy around my finger.
“I like the way you're all wet in my mouth. Do you like the way I eat you?” I ask, spinning my finger faster inside her.
She moans deeply and nods fiercely.
“I didn't hear anything”, I say, my finger going in and out, faster and faster. She groans.
“Yes baby, finger me just like that” she whispers, her chest rising up and down while I keep fingering her. She breathes hard when I put another finger inside her.
My fingers easily fuck her, twisting and penetrating her, tickling her insides, causing wet sounds of flesh penetrating flesh. My hand is glistening with pussy juice as I accelerate my movements.
“yes yes yes”, she whispers, her eyes closed. Her face is a mask of deep pleasure and animal satisfaction when her whole body starts trembling. She grasps my head with her fingernails and cries out as she comes in my mouth, her other hand scratching the tree for,support. I let go of the leg that was on my shoulder and she lets her body drop against the tree, her legs trembling in jerky motions.
I step closer to her and kiss her fully on the mouth, making her taste her own juices. She sucks on my tongue, then bite my lower lip gently. She places something in my hand. When I look it's a condom.
I wonder where she was hiding it in that dress. Or maybe I was looking at the wrong places.
I rip the condom package quickly, while she is keeping her hands around the tree slowly moving her body, teasing me with a naughty smirk. I drop my pants and put it on, while she watches, licking her lips. I grab her by the hips and kiss her again. Then I put my hands under her ass and lift her off the ground, making her squeal in surprise. She puts her arms around my neck as her thighs rest on my armpits and I slowly penetrate her with a groan of pleasure. I said I always wanted to know what her beautiful legs would look like wrapped around me. I guess I'm about to know.
The moonlight shines bright, making us clearly visible, but I couldn't care less. I am pounding her like I always wanted. Every time she smacks against me, she cries out. She's switching between gliding up and down my shaft and bouncing against me. Her tittties, freed by our fucking, bounce gloriously as she's moaning and shaking. I hold her ass up, and her legs climb higher and higher, finally resting on my shoulders. She moves her hips in a circular motion as I rest her weight against the tree. Then I move my hips forward and start to fuck her.
Her ass cheeks slap as I accelerate my pace. She makes loud groans now, probably because she doesn't have any air left to scream. She hangs on my neck, for dear life, while her eyes turn white. Her sweaty skin, the smell of her perfume, our sex, booze turn me on. I push against her and stand still for a second, as I cum violently, the orgasm hitting me like an earthquake. For a moment it looks like we're going to fall, but I put one of my hand on the tree while she steps down, seemingly lost after the hard fucking she just received.
I fix my pants, while she pulls down her dress down.
“You're one hell of a guy, you know that right?”,she asks, chuckling when she's finished.
“Did you like it?” I ask, while pulling her close to me.
She looks at me squarely in the eyes.
“It's the best I've ever had” she says simply.
“Careful now woman”, I growl, pressing her closer to my body. “I just might fuck you again.”
She giggles while caressing my cheek.
“You could do this forever?” she asks.
“Always.”
“Good for you”.
“When can we do it again?”,I ask.
She looks at me and smile. She kiss me lightly on my lips, and before I can grab her again she runs away. I watch her go, but suddenly she stops and turns around.
She gives me a mysterious look.
“Have you seen my panties?” she asks casually.
I look at her, a stone expression on my face.
A few seconds go by in silence.
Then I slowly grin.
“What panties?”
She cocks her head to one side and smiles back. Then she turn around and run away.
When she's disappeared through the door, I look at my left hand, which was clasped behind my back. It holds her little thong. I guess I'll keep it as a souvenir. I smile again, then walk away.
THE END
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October 5th Diary, mmmm, I wish you were a real person and could see me just lying here with my sore and stretched open pussy ready for anyone to come in and use me in any way possible. But that isn’t going to happen. I’m going to do what Mama told me. What did she say? Well let me start from the beginning. “Cindy, open up.” Mama demanded outside my door.I didn’t open it, diary. My heart was beating so fast I thought I was going to have a heart attack. Just like that old black guy from the...
IncestThe doorbell then decided to ring. I walked to the door, frowning in wonder as to who that may be, since no one I knew lived around and I didn't know anyone from around. Looking through the peephole, I saw a sweet looking blonde woman with sparkling green eyes, standing with her hands tucked into a tight pair of jeans, waiting. I smiled and straightened out my clothes. I didn't mind getting to know that cute blonde though. I opened the door and smiled in greeting, "Hi. May I help you?" I asked...
The handwriting on the note was from my son. He was probably the only one with the audacity to snoop in my room and challenge me. I assure you that when I walked up to his room, I was calm and collected. I thought it may be a simple matter of demanding the return of my diary and my sex toy. I did not believe that Michael would dare push me on the issue when I strode up to his room. I was more than willing to lay off of him and not spank him again – at least for a while. I assured myself that...
October 3 Dear Diary, Kim here and glad to be back at Tech, it was a really nice visit back home in St. Louis, but I think of this as my home now!!! I got an unbelievable welcome home from Betty Sue, it was like she hadn't seen me in a year instead of just a few days!!! When I walked thru the door, she practically tackled me, hugging and kissing me all over my face, she was so hard nipples and we just kept rubbing them back and forth across each other!!! We were grinding our pussies together...
EroticHi, 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...
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...
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...
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...
Introduction: Nika tells her Diary about Tracys first time with the monster cock. Dearest Diary, Ok, sorry about that, I just had to get the tingling out, it was really distracting me. Whats amazing is it fit so much better this time! Oh yeah, I didnt tell you about the first time. Sorry. So Tracy and I were in bed together and she had just admitted to her relationship with her, as I found out, adopted Dad. So while I admit I was entirely disgusted at the thought of someone letting their...
Disclaimer all characters in this story are fictional and are over 18 years old. Daddy's Daughter's diary chapter 2The story so farCrystal writes a diary hoping her Daddy will read it and know her true feeling for him! James looked up at Chrystal ,he quickly pulled her hands from his face and pushed her away .“No Chrystal , it's not right!” James cried. Jumping off the bed, tucking his now limp cock in his trousers he ran from the room.“I am going to work, I will see you later. I love you as a...
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...
Dear Doctor Lewis, I am sending you my diary like you asked me in our session the other day. It goes back about three months. That's when I got it for my fifteenth birthday from my Mom, who lives in Arizona. I thought it would be neat for me to write some of the things that happened to me each day in it. Somedays, I forgot to write though. My Daddy says that it is a waste of time for me to keep a diary. He says I can always talk to him if I ever have a problem. My Dad is a really good father. I...
The Incredible Diary of Paula Page One thing I want to make clear about this diary. Even though it may seem incredible, every word that is written here is true. The fact that it is published on a fiction site is (as you will learn) is the only reason that my owners will let me post it at all. Yes, owners. If you want to get an idea of what I am talking about, I would suggest that you read the story ?The Frat?. You may want to skip there before you start reading my diary. It will...
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...
Dear Dirty Diary, Giggles and whispers filtered through into my recurrent dream staring The Devil’s Dick. His big black penis stood fire hose stiff as I tore the wrapper off the extra large condom I took out of my purse. As I rolled the slippery latex sheath down his extraordinary erection, I was delighted to find it fit perfectly right down to its base. I cranked his seatback lower, whipped my jeans and panties off, swung my left leg over and straddled him. I centered the head of his penis...
Dear Dirty Diary In the second week of October, a furnace inspector informed Louise we needed a new fuel oil tank and pointed out that the current furnace could never heat our attic apartment. A heating contractor quoted $15,800 for a new high efficiency unit with central air conditioning. The bed and breakfast income had been nominal at best for our first season so we had a situation on our hands. Neither Doug nor I wanted to forsake our spacious attic for the cramped but warm guest rooms...