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Dear Mother

Sometimes Kids shouldn't mess around with Grown-ups. I'm not exactly sure why my mother and I were never close. I suppose it was because of how I saw her treat my dad. He was constantly being criticized from some sin or other; usually minor and often unjustified. It seemed like he had lived his whole married life in this state of harassment and I often wondered why he had married her when she was so obviously unhappy with him. I was born a year after their marriage and I was their only...

Dear Charlotte

Dear Charlotte: I don't know if you remember me. It was so long ago, but also seems like yesterday. I had just bicycled from Kansas City to Toronto, Canada. I can still remember the smell of the fresh baked bread as I went through the Portuguese section; the stacks of fresh produce in the Chinese section and reading the newspaper headlines the next morning that Elvis Presley had just died. I remember trying to impress everyone at the cocktail reception at the convention we attended. I...

Dear Dr Phil

I wish I could write this letter to dr. Phil, and that he would take me to his show. Heavens, no. I'd be millions too shy to go there, and I would hate for my 'problem' to become public knowledge. I could never face my neighbours, knowing that they knew what I have done, and I could never risk my teaching career. I am sure I would not have a career; I am sure I wouldn't even have a job. Yet, I should love an outspoken, matter-of-fact psychologist like dr. Phil to tell me, what is wrong...

Dear Sol Kenzie and Burkleigh

Dear Sol: My name is Kenzie and I am 16 years old and this is the story of how my girlfriend at the time and I lost our virginity together, but not in the way that you all think. By the way, Burkleigh is 14 years old brunette with really dark brown eyes. Tonight we were supposed to have dinner together, but, she had other ideas... When I answered the door, Burkleigh was just standing in the hallway. Suddenly, she embraced me and gave me a really deep tongue kiss. After a minute, I broke the...

Dear Jeff

Dear Jeff, I know you are surprise to see this letter from me. It has been awhile. I just wanted to tell you that I'm in the middle of my honeymoon. I bet you are wondering who is the lucky lady. " Who?" I know you know this woman. She is older than I by a few years but her body is perfect for fucking. She loves me and I lust after her. She wants love and she gets her pussy filled with my sperm. I think that is the closest I will get to love. I will give you a clue to who is she. You and...

Dear Diary Today I Caught My Son Spanking His MonkeyChapter 5

Dear Diary Thursday, August 11th, 2020 That morning I set up my camera phone and sucked Pat’s dick like it was the sweetest banana I had ever tasted. He came quickly, and I smiled at him. Pat’s eyes were full of stars after he orgasmed. He wasn’t used to a surprise blowjob in the morning, and he lay back on the bed and sighed with relief. It seemed my husband was willing to forget about my antics last night as long as I kept him satisfied. I put on my sheerest dress and lowest cropped top...

Dear Mother The ReunionPart 2

Liz should have qualified that summer for her national team but she just missed it. The selection committee decided on the proven team members and she was left off. She didn't get that trip to Rome she had dreamed of and I could see that it hurt her. We were getting closer and closer to each other and I wondered when we would finally make love for that very first time. It was very frustrating to be necking and having our hands all over each other and yet not go all the way. We talked about...

Dear Uncle BobChapter 2

The next morning, Friday, Bob was late getting to the office because alarm clocks, being what they are, have a thing about being set before they go off to awaken their owners. He was in the middle of his second cup of coffee when his mail was brought up. The minute Tracy placed the stacks on his desk, he spotted the letter that could only be from her. With his heart pounding faster than he'd ever known it to, he chatted with the young lady who was studying music at the local community...

Dear JohnChapter 7

The next nights all I could think about was him screwing her. In my mind’s eye I could see the kids, Sarah and Mia, running into the house and calling for him: “daddy, daddy!” I was sick at heart and ruined of body. Jeff said I needed to move on and live my life, but I could see no upside to that. I just wanted to die. Dying would be good: an end to all of the pain and emotional suffering. The odd thing: I felt lost and alone and empty, but I didn’t actually hate the two of them. Don’t know...

Dear JohnChapter 20

Over the next few days, those following the dinner—and Abigail did pay for it just in case there was any doubt in anybody’s mind—I got looks from the both of them. They seemed to be waiting for me to do or say something that might indicate how I was doing in getting past my grief at the death of my dad, which I both was and wasn’t. But, I did have a problem. In spite of what I saw as major put downs by Abigail, if not Harriet as well, in what I’d overheard; I did need to keep in mind that...

Dear Uncle Jerry

Dear Uncle Jerry I moved back to Jacksonville after selling my business in Modesto for a nice profit. I liked northern Florida. It was more populated with native-born folks, rather than New Yorkers, Canadians, and other refugees from the North, who preferred the southern half of the state. I took my time looking for another business opportunity because I knew pretty much what I wanted to do. Of course, I had to fend off a lot of "old friends," who had an endless list of business ventures for...

Dear Diary 01

The last time I remember having used or even seen my old diary was about four years ago, after my husband and I got married and found a new home. It was a new start for me; I did not feel the need to have to mark down every single event of my married life. I was on a path into a new territory, and I would remember everything. Every minute, day, and occurrence, every happy moment, probably every bad moment, too, everything would get imprinted in my memory. Or so I thought. Years went by and I...

Dear Diary

Dear diary, What is Wrong with me???? It’s like there's a raging inferno between my thighs 24/7! This is nuts! I can feel the heat on my wrists as I type. Nothing I do seems to release the ever-building fire that's burning so hot. And believe me, I tried... The first time I masturbated today wasn't long after I got home from work. So that’s about 10 hrs from the last time I got myself off- when I was in the shower 6 this morning. James was looking so hot on the bed when I walked up the stairs...

Dear Gregory

Dear Gregory, I'm writing you this letter because I just couldn't stand not knowing any more. I didn't tell you this in person because I couldn't muster up the courage. I know this will all come as a big shock to you, but I need to know once and for all what your reaction will be. As you know, when we first moved in together into our apartment, we hardly had any furniture. We shared a bedroom for the first two months until we had enough money to get a second bed for my room. I think at first I...

Snaring Brad Johnson

When Karen Evans started working for Johnson Homes, she was married to Gary Evans, who worked for the Great Southern Banks. That was five years ago. Now, Karen was newly divorced. Gary was always so prim and proper. Not a hair was out of place. He would push her away before he left for work so as to not get her lipstick or powder on his clothes. As you might imagine, he was a lousy lover. Karen wanted more out of life, but wasn't quite sure how to go about it. She had never really been in the...

Little Johnny

Little Johnny was taking a shower with his grandma. He casually asked,"Grandma whats that?" She quickly replied, "That's my beaver". Little Johnny didnt say another word. Two days later he was taking a shower with his mom. Little Johnny asked,"Mommy whats that?" She replied, "Well Johnny thats my beaver." Little Johnn...y thought for a bit and said,"Well grandmas beaver must be dying her tongues hanging out!!"

April Fool s Diary Rotten Johnny

12 May 202111 May 2021Not every day as a compromised adult can be a pleasure and I awoke to discover that overnight my pokie, pleasure teatlets had become stingy, firelit beacons atop my perky, hills of bountifulness, and the gorgeous enticement of my wiggly buttocks now resembled Kata Tjuta or Uluru bathed in morning sunlight (that's Ayers Rock for any unreconstituted, colonial, imperialist, types still clinging onto a Euro-centric worldview). But I'm a bouncy, perky, pokie type of teen-angel...

Ms No Dr Bobby Johnson

It was much like the tricycle in Laugh In, a decidedly non-spectacular accident but enough to break my right leg below the knee. Oh, the acute pain was long since over with, but then, weeks later, I'd been reduced to the chronic malaise of boredom. The doctors--the "orthopods" -- had done a magnificent job of patching me, but it required a couple of operations and a long-leg cast only a little lighter than the Staten Island Ferry. I was mostly confined to a lumpy day bed that'd been set up...

Dinner at Shelly and Johns

Diane felt Geoff tense in her mouth and then felt a warm stream hit the back of her throat, then a second. Using her tongue to massage his shaft as it rested inside her mouth she swallowed and then she sucked on his hot cock pulling it slowly from her lips. Looking up at him from between his legs, she smiled and licked the tip of his manhood for the last time. She slid up his body and kissed his lips, her hand grasping his cock, giving it a playful squeeze. He kissed her back and smiled.

Mrs Sara Johnson

It was a long two week after my little love session with Mr and Mrs Johnson, my best friend’s parents. They made me feel so good, so wanted. I had a great time and loved the feeling of Kelly’s dad fucking me hard. But to tell the truth, what really turned me on was getting touched and played with by Sara, my best friend’s mother.My name is Briana and I am seventeen years old. I have long blond hair and sharp blue eyes. I am very into my body and keep fit through exercise. My best friend Kelly...

Welcome Home Johnny

* First, I wanted to say thank you to all the people who read my work and comment on it. It helps me grow as a writer to know what people like and don’t like. Secondly, This is the first part of what could be an on-going story. If it gets as much love as some of my other stories (ie. Comments) I will continue to write. Again, thank you to all the readers. * * He came out of no where. I didn’t know he was watching be, but it was almost as if I knew. I would catch myself starring out the window...

Sissy Dick Johnson

Sissy Dick Johnson by Throne He was really annoying. Dick Johnson was a wimpy guy. Short, unathletic, with his brown hair falling over his forehead and ears. At 21 he had no significant experience with females. And he was smitten with Angel Giovanni. She was stunning. Short and buxom, with her jet-black locks streaming halfway down her back. At 24 she had confidence born of being a sex bomb. And she was irritated by Dick Johnson. Since he had moved into her apartment...

The Making Of A Gigolo 1 Tilly Johnson

Foreword: This is a series of short, to longer stories, that will cover twenty or so years of the life of Bobby Dalton, a young man who, while he grew up in a way that might seem foreign to those of us in this day and age, wasn’t at all bizarre in his own day and age. Life was both more simple, and much more complex back then, than it is nowadays. His story starts when he was two years old. Because of the nature of his experience, the stories will start with relatively short accounts of what...

The Johnsons

If you enjoyed the first two chapters words of the story, feel free to visit my website at http://stores.lulu.com/jmplays - there you can find the entire 34,000 word novella, and other hot femdom action.The Johnson Family - by James P.Table of Contents Chapter One – The Stage is Set Chapter Two – Femdom Bill of Rights Chapter Three – Controlling Big Brother Chapter Four – Diapering Big Brother Chapter Five – Tightening the Screws Chapter Six – The Doctor and the Turkey Chapter Seven – Femdom...

Doing Dara Johnson

Did you ever hear of the term “Helicopter Mother?” Well, Dara Johnson was exactly that. She basically would watch her son and know what he was doing every minute of the day. She was kind of overbearing with wanting to know the whereabouts of her son.When he was little, she’d take him to the park but instead of parallel playing with other children, she’d be right behind him like his shadow. She’d encourage him to make friends but would help him so he wouldn’t fail.She was always in the PTA...

Mr Marco Johnson

It has been a month since I started my relationship with Sara Johnson. She makes me feel so good, so alive. She has taught me so many things. I to kiss, touch and make love to another woman. Her daughter Kelly, my best friend, has no idea. I believe her husband knows, after all it was with him that I had my first time with her. He seemed to have his hands all over me too. He was a dark, handsome man and I did not mind the thought of having him fuck me once again. So, I didn’t take it badly...

Confessions of a BoyToy Continues Elizabeth Johnson

"Hello, is this Howdy?" the soft feminine voice on the phone asked. "Well, I guess that depends on who is asking," I replied in a slightly flirtatious tone. Veronica, my wife of over thirty years had only been gone a few days. The annual month long ski tour from Heavenly to several Colorado stops to Jackson Hole was under way without me this year. A nagging running injury had made me reconsider joining my wife and her two female cousins this time around. The only down side I could see by not...

Doing Dara Johnson

Did you ever hear of the term “Helicopter Mother?” Well, Dara Johnson was exactly that. She basically would watch her son and know what he was doing every minute of the day. She was kind of overbearing with wanting to know the whereabouts of her son. When he was little, she’d take him to the park but instead of parallel playing with other children, she’d be right behind him like his shadow. She’d encourage him to make friends but would help him so he wouldn’t fail. She was always in the PTA...

LITTLE JOHNNY

A few months after his parents were divorced, little Johnny passed by his mom's bedroom and saw her rubbing her body and moaning, "I need a man, I need a man!" Over the next couple of months, he saw her doing this several times. One day, he came home from school and heard her moaning. When he peeked into her bedroom, he saw a man on top of her. Little Johnny ran into his room, took off his clothes, threw himself on his bed, started stroking himself, and moaning: "Ohh, I need a bike! Ahh, I need...

Here s Johnny

Copyright© 2005. All rights reserved. "Do me", she murmured as she slid the tip of her wet tongue into my ear. Her breasts compressed on either side of my arm and her pussy pressed into my hip. I must have been concentrating very intently on my beer and the similarities between Osama bin Laden and my ex-wife - they have a lot in common - to have not noticed her approach. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the wash of her wet tongue, those two little words, and her proximity. My whole body...

Babysitting for Mr Johnston

I’m Lorraine. I’m 19 and I have brown hair and eyes. And good B-cup boobs. I’m saving up to go to college, so I babysit when I can. So a lot of weekends I’m at someone’s house not partying. It was Saturday night and I was looking after Mr. Johnston’s baby. He had a baby girl named Jennifer, 4 months old and she was beautiful. So I found myself over there just watching some TV as he was gone and Jennifer just slept mostly. “Shit, there is like not one damn thing on TV,” I said. I looked all...

Between Pete and Dave Johnson

“Lola, do you want to marry me?” I was shocked. I was lying on Dave’s bed and he kneeled in front of me, holding my hands. I did not know what to say. I am a 21 year old student who lives in Japan and comes to the US every year for summer holiday. I can’t just get married to my summer lover! “Dave, Dave… I don’t know what to say.” I saw unspeakable pain in his eyes. He cast his eyes down, and let my hands go. I took a deep breath and sat up on the bed. I felt another gush of cum oozing out of...

Arriving at The Johnson s

The food at the state home was awful and a long cry from the spread that Mrs. B and the girls prepared every night. The bed was hard, and instead of one room mate, I had five. The showers were far from being private. In the showers, there were dozens of shower heads coming out of the wall. At night, dozens of guys of all ages lined up and showered. Showers were always an adventure. Luckily, due to my size, I never had a problem. However, some of the smaller built guys were bullied by the...

Holidays with the Johnson s

Football had ended three weeks earlier. Since there was no practice, my afternoons had been filled with studying and helping Mrs. Johnson decorate for Christmas. We had put up the tree, but was waiting until Samantha, the Johnson’s daughter, to come home from college before we placed the lights and ornaments on it. We had decorated around the house, inside and out. At night the house glowed with red, green and blue lights. I had never had a real Christmas. Most of the homes,I was in, made...

Falling at the Johnson s

Tasha was an all-around athlete. Her father had been transferred to the power plant that sat on the outside of town. He was an engineer and worked long hours. Her mother had passed away from cancer three years prior to her moving to our town, so it was just her and her dad. She had been an all-district hitter and outfielder in softball. She also ran cross country and soccer. She was eagerly welcomed to each of the respective teams at our school. She instantly moved up to be one of the most...

Dearest Friend

The following is a work of fiction. The people are real. But the encounter is pure fantasy. ***** They went to school together as kids. Not really friends, more acquaintances really. 25 years later there was a Facebook post about their high school home coming. A bunch of the folks from the mid 80’s classes were meeting at a bar to have a few and pretend they were 18 again. He recognized her instantly. In his mind she hadn’t changed at all. Granted, there was more of her to love, but he...

Dearest Friend

Submission, fixed some format issues. The following is a work of fiction. The people are real. But the encounter is pure fantasy. They went to school together as k**s. Not really friends, more acquaintances really. 25 years later there was a Facebook post about their high school home coming. A bunch of the folks from the mid 80’s classes were meeting at a bar to have a few and pretend they were 18 again. He recognized her instantly. In his mind she hadn’t changed at all. Granted, there was...

Dearest Kitten When They Met

A picturesque little café an thecorner of a normally busy road was the favoured meeting spot for young flames in the area. Most days the café would play host to men and women of all ages at all times of the day. The rush hour for instance attracted the people in their prime of life. Twenty somethings and thirty somethings all flirting and laughing over a coffee whilst their lunchtime freedom from work lasted. When that freedom ended and they retreated again to their jobs, the schools would soon...

Dearest Kitten

Quick Note - Before you ask, Yes this story is based on Myself and my friend, Lovecraft. This was written for him and he liked it enough that he wanted me to publish it so I am.Events in this story are Fiction. *They kissed, it was soft and sweet. A lot of love behind it as he leaned over her; she hesitated, being unsure of herself. His arm moved behind her back to pull her closer, his hand gently running through her silky hair. He found her beautiful in more ways than she knew; he wanted her...

Dearest Daddy

. This story is of two adults playing out a fantasy.Dearest Daddy, I love being able to pretend I am your special girl and the games we play. Daddy your cuddles and kisses are the best and I always feel very safe in your arms. You have very slowly scared the demons of my past away and I can replace bad thoughts with nice loving ones. I love my special sleep overs every week with you. Daddy I love watching you undress and walk around the house naked, do you realise how much I...

Endearment

*All characters are 18 years of age* ‘Hey, guys, let’s go to IHOP!’ Laughter broke out in the small room at the poor imitation of Landon’s voice. ‘Yeah, guys! We can get some man-cakes!’ I smiled, looking down at him sleeping on the bed. ‘Aw, he’s like a little angel…’ It was three in the morning, on a Sunday. The five of us, Landon, Chris, Chase, Josh and I, were spread across the beds in our hotel room. Lesbian porn was playing on the TV, but nobody was really watching it anymore....

Dear Diary 7 3 2020

Finals were over, my last one was 2 days after his as he was a part time student and I had a bigger course load. I'd been back home where I lived with my mom for 3 days, when she called to me and said I had a visitor. It was Bean, at my door. "What are you doing here?" I asked, my brain not quite wrapping round the idea that I was seeing him here, at my home, and not at school. Before he could answer I continued, "Your parents let you come here?" And then over it all, "And how do...

Dear Diary 3 27 2020

Oh wow, so I see it's been almost 3 and a half years since I last sat down to write one of these. Yeesh. Now I have to write from memory, as best I can. My life has changed a lot since I was an undergrad, back then. Let me try and remember how things went... I remember the first time Bean and I made love. Well, for him it was making love. For me, it was kind of kinky because of his age, and more "making lust," than love. Up until that time I'd only been with two men, my entire...

Dear Diary 7 27 2016

I've been in a weird mood for the last couple days. I just finished writing the last chapter of Secret Love and I'm both sad to be done with Lindsey, Anna, and Veronica, but I'm also a little happy that their story has been told, and everything worked out so well for them. But I know I'm going to miss them, and the thought leaves me sad. Now I'm left pondering the next story, which one to write. So many inside my head. I reread a few of the early chapters, idly... so many typos still...

Dear DIary Chapter 3

All this week the pervy old ‘Fat Controller’ has been doing the bus conducting on my route home from my after school job. The journey travels between two main towns about an hour apart, there’s very few people on the bus sometimes just me on the 7.30pm one. I like sitting up on the top deck at the back, no one seems to come up top any more. How would I describe the ‘Fat Controller’? Well he’s in his fifties at least, balding and I guess you’d call him portly. He doesn’t look after...

Dear Diary Chapter 2

Last night after lights out Sophia came and climbed into my bed so we could talk. We were having a heart to heart and her being a virgin and all that, I was telling her about some of my experiences of masturbation and sex. Things got a bit carried away and we ended up pulling our nightgowns up, I showed her how to play with her pussy and we were in the middle of masturbating one another…..well not in the middle of, more like stroking each other’s clits approaching climax when, Matron was...

Dear Diary Chapter 1

I was 16 when it all started, the legal age for sex in the UK. I am petite, slim ish, dark brown hair and currently in 6th form at a private school, boarding Monday to Fridays. I had become sexually aware around 14, I learnt how sensitive my nipples were, getting a buzz from scratching my nail over the tip, squeezing and rolling the tightened teat sent signals down to my pussy. This then became tingly and wet, on exploring with my fingers, sliding my juices all over my pussy and discovered...

Dear Diary 5

There he is, lying there naked. My body betrays me, although I dried myself, I can feel a wetness developing deep within my pussy. The door is shut so we won’t be disturbed and the air conditioner is on, set at the perfect temperature. I come out of the bathroom, naked, and I can feel him following me with his eyes. Although he is under a blanket, I know he is warm. His body is always warm and it always makes me feel comforted whenever I snuggle up to him. I open the covers to...

Dear Old Dad 3

**************************************************************************************************** As the the slurping sound of my ass consuming the cock, I could feel the familiar pressure building in my balls. Almost like I needed to take a huge piss, and as that thrusting cock continued to poke, prod, and rub my prostate I came. The first shot landing by the side of my head, the next shot landing across my mouth, the third shot right on my nipple, and the rest shot on my chest and...

Dear Old Dad 2

He sat there looking as dazed as I’d ever seen him, his eyes were closed as he fought to regain his breath. His shirt sticking to his chest, showing his nipples through the fabric and they were hard, pointed and just begging for me to lick and nip them. I got off from my knees and made for his nipples, but sensing my presence he opened his eyes and pushed me away from him, causing me to land on my back on my bed. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to get enough!” he laughed, bringing a slight blush...

Dear Old Dad 1

Let me give you a brief history of my family. My dad and mom were in the military moving around every 3 years, therefore I never grew close to anyone except family. Before, my dad and I would do all the fatherly and son things (kissing, hugs, tickles, and wrestling). But this changed when we finally settled down and he moved to Washington D.C. (to work) and we stayed in Wisconsin. There grew this huge tension in the air and it never bothered me but it always made him angry and we would get...

Dear Diary 9

Sunday, March 12. It's my birthday today, Diary. I'm fourteen, yay me! Daddy says that I'm a big girl now, and it must be true because he keeps looking at my boobies while he says it. Last night while we were in the shower he showed me how to get them extra clean. He even showed me how to get really clean down there, and I must be doing it right because it felt really good. Today I'm going to celebrate my birthday with all my friends. Tomorrow I'll let you know how it went,...

Dear Diary IV

Marco has been a saint. After I told him that Mom lost her job and that we got evicted from our apartment he got Mom a job at their estate as a maid. He also got her lined up in the maid quarters, so she didn’t have to worry about a place to live. Mom is very happy. She says that the Melandries are the nicest people to work for, and she absolutely loves living there. I officially moved into Marco’s apartment. I feel kind of weird living there. I kinda lived there before, but I always...

Dear Diary III

Another month has gone by, and things are wonderful. Mom has been very true to her word. I am so proud of her. She has totally stopped drinking, and going out to the bars all together. There have been many men calling and leaving nasty messages on our answering machine saying that they want to hook up with mom, but she just erases them. She changed her hours at the hotel where she works, so now instead of cleaning the rooms during the day, she is working the desk at night. She said this...

Dear Diary 3

Monday Another week starts. Why does the weekend flash by so quickly? Nice suny day today... hate the idea of sitting around in the office. Must find a reason for going out and visiting some customers. Had a look at who wants what and found several customers who are in need of a site visit, so I decided to book myself out for the day. I could have asked someone to go out for me, but why should others get the fun of being out in the sunshine. Anyway, sometimes people want to discuss...

Dear Diary 3

"WAKE THE SHIT UP, YOU PEICE OF SHIT." her mother yelled, slapping her across the face. Tailor ignored it. Thinking her mother was laid. After school Tailor came home, layed on her bed and decided to start a diary. _______________________________________________________________________________ April 6th, 2005 1st Entry Tailor Last night, I had this really weird dream. I...

Dear Diary 2

Monday Arrived at the office after a routinely dull weekend to find a certain lady not at her desk and remembered that she had told me on Friday that she had taken the week off to attend to some personal matters. Felt a bit pissed off when she mentioned this because I'd been looking forward to some diversions this week. Needn't have worried because she phoned late morning and suggested lunch. Unfortunately by then I'd arranged some visits but said I'd be over at about 4 if that was OK....

Dear Diary

Monday I’m not sure why I’m writing this; probably purely as a personal fantasy. I doubt if the ‘other party’ will ever get to see it……….. but maybe … just maybe I’ll edit it and either email it to her or suggest she has a look at this site… who knows. Anyway, my fantasy is taking over every time I lie down in the dark under the duvet and if it wasn’t for the large supply of tissue I keep by the bedside I’m sure that duvet would crackle every time I turn over in bed. She’s not a beauty...

Dear Diary Ch 04

A few entries later, I found probably the greatest oops of my sexual life so far. It read: NXRI – Christmas 1987 Paul – Christmas 1987 I have been dating Paul for a few months now, and things seemed to have been going pretty well between us. A country boy from Oregon, I found Paul to be a lost and lonely boy more than an attractive man when I first met him. His sense of humor, ability to listen and be attentive won me over eventually and we started spending more time together. We became...

Dear Diary Ch 03

I skipped a few entries and I reached the one that read: PBXK – July 1988 SEAN – July 1989 I swallowed hard. This one I still felt guilty about. Sean is Janie’s dad. I have returned home for the first time in four years. My parents were delighted to see me, but I could sense that neither of them, especially my dad has forgiven me for breaking my word and not coming home after a year in Europe. How could I explain it to them, though? They would never understand. Their honeymoon in Mexico and...

Dear Diary Ch 05

I took a pen and turned the pages to the very end of my confessions, finding the first blank one after that. I simply had to add one more entry, this one the best memory of all. —– Brenda – February 2004 As usual, I was so angry, I told Mike I wasn’t going a few times already, all the while continuing to dry my hair, apply make up, trying to choose an outfit to wear. Each Christmas party, Thanksgiving dinner, Fourth of July barbecue and all the rest of festive days, every birthday,...

Dear Diary Ch 06

Having finished writing, I was eager to refresh my still wonderful memories of the first encounter I had ever had with a woman. She was the one who showed me how beautiful it can be to touch a body much like my own, yet completely different. She was the one I still thought of frequently, wondering whatever happened to her. I flipped back almost to the beginning of my diary. MBOJFKAX – May 1986 was what I was looking for. —- PERMINDA – May 1986 Bumming around and living out of a suitcase,...

Dear Diary Ch 02

Hey Diary! It’s been a little while since my last entry. I guess you should expect that, since I haven’t had much time. I guess that last time, it was the first time with Chris. Since then, Chris kept calling me. Every day, when he left his wife at his house, he would call, asking me to meet him somewhere. Mostly, we would fuck at my place, he would spend so much time pleasuring me. But soon, I couldn’t help my guilt. He let it slip that his wife have asked him if he was cheating, that she...

Dear heart

sitting on the couch, i hear the shower cut off in the bathroom. i smile, it’d been nearly half an hour since she left my side, watching tv but mostly necking. my girl was ready then, but i told her i had plans. there’s things i wanted to do to her tonight. she’s game for most anything i want to do in the bedroom, bless her heart. i hear her padding around the back of the house as i cut off the tv and stereo. turning out the lights i glare at the cats. ‘you’re all going outside tonight,’ i...

Dear Mum

My tale starts way back when I was just 18,(my mum was 43) and beginning to take an interest in this curious thing called the female body…. I had never really taken much notice of girls/women before this, preferring to be out with the lads playing football etc. However we were having our bathroom replumbed which meant using a hand held tap attachment for the shower for hair washing. I came in one evening to find my mum washing her hair while wearing just a slip – no bra or...

Dear Chris Ch 02

DJ Sometimes, things work out. The more my Wednesday, in-the-confession-booth visits with Chris continued, the more comfortable they became. Summer turned into fall, and the leaves turned red and gold. With the crisp, perfect weather, came a feeling that everything could be the backdrop for a Disney movie. I took long walks every morning in a park near my house and noticed every cardinal, and robin, and blue jay, every tiny frog, or hurrying squirrel. The all seemed ready to turn to cartoon...

Dear Shelly Bathing Jennifer Part 3

I didn’t sleep at all that night, I was just so nervous. Just a few short months ago, I was a shy schoolgirl, yet here I was devising the boldest, riskiest plan of my life. I knew the implications if it failed—I could lose my best friend forever. Even success had profound implications. Would our relationship ever be the same? Could we still be friends? All those thoughts kept racing through my mind. For some reason, the boys didn’t want to get out that day. When I opened the door, they would...

Dear Diary Spying on Tracy

Introduction: Dominiqua details what she caught her friend doing. Dearest Diary, I have never wanted to get home to you more than I did this morning. I have a whopper of a story I want to tell and I cant tell anyone but you, at least right now. I am still in shock and disbelief as to what I saw, and it was the most stimulating and intense experience I have ever seen. As you know Tracy has been my friend since kindergarten and we are the best of friends. We got even closer back in the...

Dear Dawn I will never forget you

When I was 19 years old I was a full time student at a well known college in N.Y.C. (on the soccer and track team) and had a job as a waiter at a popular restaurant. Well, I had a terrible crush on my boss Dawn. (the most beautiful woman to come out of Albania) Well, I was the butt of a lot of virgin jokes. I had not had sex yet and my coworkers never let me forget it. One Friday night after work we all went to this club. (well, the young people, she was 25 at the time) I was doing my thing...

Dear Diary part 2 Tracys First Time

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...

Dear Prudence

‘I’ll take care of your coat for you, Prudence,’ I offered as I helped her remove her fur jacket. ‘Thanks, Mike,’ she smiled. ‘I’ll see you at the bar after you’ve finished that little chore.’ That was when I noticed Steve Watkins and Barry Reynolds standing between me and the coat room. I could barely conceal my distaste as I attempted to walk around them to hang Prudence’s fur. ‘Did I hear you call your wife ‘Prudence’, Mikey?’ laughed Steve. ‘That’s a name you don’t hear very often. In...

Dear John part 14 of 15

CHAPTER 40“So you talked to Sam,” said Owen.“Yes, like you commanded me to,” said Abigail. Her look was almost something, maybe accusatory.“And,” he said.“He appreciated my honesty, like you said he would. Oh, and he made sure I understood that he did not hate me,” she said. She still had the look.“Okay, anything else?” he said.“And he no longer has any respect for me and he doesn’t like me anymore, his exact words,” she said. “Oh, and he said he and I are done forever and on all levels.”“Oh...

Dear John part 13 of 15

CHAPTER 37They say timing is everything. Well, I guess that’s so. But, the timing can be either good or not good. It was real bad in the Hindu Kush, and, depending on one’s perspective, my latest foray into the matter of timing could be seen either way.I knew Harriet had delivered my message to the clan Cord. I’d thanked her profusely for that. And then I decided to make my re-acquaintance with by bud John Daniels.“I’d been alone in my miserable hovel of an apartment for almost a week. The...

Dear John part 12 of 15

CHAPTER 34 I couldn’t believe it. The woman was deliberately figuring out ways to hurt me. If not by her words then her influence with the children, I was being cut out of their lives. I knew the children, the twins for sure, wouldn’t actually realize it, or believe me if I pointed such out; but it was a dead-mortal-lead-pipe cinch that that was exactly what Abigail Cord was doing. Well fuck her and the wild ass of Borneo that she rode in on. My hate for her would never die. Oh no, it would...

Dear John part 11 of 15

CHAPTER 31 “So we’ll be going,” said Rina.“Yes, the man made a good case; he is a persuasive gentleman. I can see how he was able to seduce Abigail. Abigail is smart, but not that kind of smart, and she is a material girl if there ever was one,” I said.“Hmm, yes, I can believe it. I mean that Owen is a charmer, that is. He is good looking and he does have the gift of gab. So yes, she likely didn’t have much in the way of defenses to counter his assault.“Anyway, so okay, I’m onboard. And though...

Dear John part 10 of 15

PART 10 OF 15CHAPTER 28 “Well, Missus Gardner, yes that is a fact. I have a proposition for you,” said Owen Cord.“A proposition. You see my burns Mister Cord. You’re a good looking guy, and you want to proposition someone who looks like me. What’s the matter you afraid no normal woman would want you or something. Or are you some kind of pervert, Mister Cord?”“Huh? What? No, no, no, no,” he said. “Nothing like that, and no it’s not for me. I’m married, happily married. No it’s for a friend. He’s...

Dear Jimmy

I had a very naughty dream about us Jim, and I'm just aching to tell you all about it! In my dream, we had been dating for a few months. One day I was over at your condo and we were all tangled up on your couch. Our passions had been running wild and we were both out of breath from our heated exchange.Then out of the blue you asked me if I would allow you to tie me up; something you had mentioned on one of our first dates, but not since then. I was very horny, so I said 'Yes.' Next, you asked...

Dear John part 6 of 15

CHAPTER 16Well I was pretty sure that this time I’d be left alone at least for a while. I was more than persuaded that I’d likely be getting Christmas cards from Abigail, but those would be returned unopened for sure. I didn’t like their attitudes or their phony sympathy and gift offers. The fact was I was beginning to actually hate the bunch of them. There was nothing I was ever going to get from them that wasn't a bunch of nothingness, nothingness to me for damn sure.I looked over at the...

Dear John part 5 of 15

CHAPTER 13In spite of her dubiosity, she had seemed to relax at my willingness to talk and visit her place in order to see the children.“Good, I’ll call first, okay?” she said, “let you know that I’m coming.”“Uh-I don’t have a phone,” I said. She reached into her purse which she had been holding and pulled out a cell phone.“I didn’t know if you had one or not, so I got this one for you to use,” she said.It was one of those new cell phone things that I’d seen around at the VFW.“Okay?” she said....

Dear John part 4 of 15

CHAPTER 10Her tears ran riot for the entire hundred miles back to Phoenix. Her husband would be out of town for the next two days—a sudden business something or other—but he was on the cell and ready to join her on a moment’s notice if she needed him. He’d promised her that. She would wait to talk to him though. She very much needed to talk to her parents first anyway, and Sam’s dad too. When she talked to her husband she wanted all of what she had to say, all that she now knew, to be vetted...

Dear John Part 2 of 15

CHAPTER 4He was staring at the beauty bending over the open back trunk of her car doing something domestic with her groceries. Maybe 5’5” weighing in at around 110 pounds; she was slender for sure. Bubble butt, maybe B-cups, brown hair and a face that could have launched a thousand ships. He smiled. It was ten to one she was married. But, resist her, not happening.“Hello Miss, need some help?” he said. He’d startled her.“Huh! Oh, no, I’m fine, thank you,” said Abigail Bradshaw.“Oh, well good. I...

Dear John Part 1 of 15

CHAPTER 1 1994 She arrived at Emmett J. Carlson high school on the third day of classes, and on that day I fell madly in love with her. Love at first sight? Don’t tell me that there’s no such thing! Oh, and didn’t I say? Today is the third day of classes I alluded to. I closed the distance between us with as much confidence as I could muster and tapped her on her shoulder.“Hi, I’m Sam,” I said.“Huh? Who?” she said.“Sam, Sam Bradshaw: one of the captains on the football team; I play wide-out....

Dear Diary ndash He was so cute

Hot summer day I was planning on taking a walk thought the woods to the lake to see if the local boys were hanging out like the normally did. I dressed in a cute white sundress with butterflies and bumble bees on it, black lace pushup bra, and black lace panties (visible from under my sheer dress). Did my makeup put a cute pink bow in my hair and set off. About 20 yards down the trail I heard “Hi Michelle” turning to look seeing one of the younger neighborhood boys emerge from the woods. I was...

Dear Diary Lawn Care

This is kind of long. There was no way I could have written it to capture the full event. Hope you read it I you will enjoy it. I have been having a lawn care company manager my yard for years. The guys would trim and cut the grass. I would get a monthly bill or most times the owner (Bill) would stop over to collect the bill and I always gave him a tip mostly on my knees but often in the bedroom. Hot summer day I heard the lawn mower and looked out the window MMMMMM I moaned seeing a young boy...

Dear Kim Kardashian W 1

"Kanye West is a bi-sexual Male, and is the President & CEO of G.O.O.D. Music Group, and BFE Entertainment, No further questions, ,, by the way.... Baby Face Cloths and B.F.Angles Clothing will be exclusive, in Macy's, J.C.Penny, Target, Dash clothing and Outlet stores in Paris, L.A., S.J., Texas, NY, and Ireland. An in Mr. Dash clothing and Outlet stores. Kanye "Kim is my mother, my real name is Timon Kardashian Willis, I rap a little, and make dope beats, I'm only 22 years Old, did thru...

Dear Amy Schumer 1

Wow, The Amy Schumer, to me truly my absolute dream girl, and dream person, a comedic genius and a literal Goddess, I can only imagine, the hardships & heartache you have been through. For me personally as a man to get to a very comfortable place, to incite and basically write the future, how they may quite well transpire. When John Meets Amy Schumer... Well it would most definitely start at the John's Erotica Headquarters aka Starbucks Coffee Cafe, I sometimes catch you sneaking by looking...

Dear Rita Jodi S Favorite Alvarez

She came and seen me at court today, my baby momma "Rita from the East, big fleak in da a South", gangsta ass bitch, that held me down all my adult life, I caller Cissy- Cicilia. Thank God here at San Quinton Federal Prison, we can have gingival visits, we kicked it, talked and made.sweet ghetto black Cajun Asian Irish Ninja & Ninjetta love making. But 1st you started by sucking on my toes, slurping and licking, deep in between my toes until, ya tongue just licks the complete sweat and...

Dear Paula Dean 1

It's been sometime now, that a nigga like myself has been dying to fuck the dog shit out of an older thick fatty saggy grammar titties and hefty round super fat ass like yours. Seeing you on commercials and T.V., just get my dick harder and harder for a flawless white southern belle like yourself. Our first story would have to begin with, you and I first meeting at the Lucky's grocery market on the Southside of San Jose. But first it would have to catch up more in the present, my night Nipsey...

Dear Sarah NiNNa Holmes 1

So how would this begin, so many different ways to unleash the wild and very scary obsession and love, almost endless passion that my, "NiNNa" Sarah Holmes, has for me before any other man. Well it would have to start way back, back in the time, I would say the year was 2003, the summer of the beginning of the true HipHop Evil Empire, that would be when my Musical business partners in crime Jimmy Iovine, Dr. Dre, Eminem, and 50 Cent, was controlling the Airwaves, music scene, and the entirety...

Dear Diary Unusual place

Hi Sweeties, thanks for looking at my stories and post means so much to me that you enjoy them. As most of you know I have kept a diary ever since I was 8 years old. I go through them often and was doing so this morning and as soon as I saw this entry I relived that evening remembered every second of it. So, Hope you enjoy and let me know what you think. I was in one of those moods that evening a little on the dark side but in a cute way. Sixteen and going through my closet for an outfit to...

Dear Diary Deep Sleep

Hi all thanks for reading my post makes me feel so good when others comment on them. This one took place when I was 14. I would go to a park often where men would pick me and others like me up.This night I was wearing the cuties pink and white pleated skirt, pink and black petticoat, black flowered patterned stocking, black corset with pink lace trim with black garter straps. black panties, pink heels, long black wig with a pink bow and of course makeup my eyes were down in pink and light blue...

Dear Diary His Secret

Hi All - When a friend of mine who I have been with many times over the years asked me for a favor I was skeptical when he told me a married guy he knew is a closet gay. He has kept his feeling penned up all his life and only had a few encounters. My friend had told him about me and asked if I would meet him. I though about it feeling so sorry for the man I agreed. The man (Gary) contacted me and I invited hon to my home to get acquainted. That Saturday evening (his wife out of town) he stopped...

Dear Correctional Officer Norrie 1

"So your back again Willis huh, there isn't going to be any of that funny business like last time is there, Willis?" I "No, of course not whatever could you mean officer Norrie, do you mean when you took advantage of me in 8C cell block, and those sleepless nights in 8A, 8th floor in Santa Clara County Corrections Main Jail." You "Listen up, Willis." You saying While clutching my arms behind my back, and slammin' me up against that wall "You're going to keep our private jungle gym tree...

Dear Nicole CoCo Chanel 1 Austin 1

So it starts off in Los Angeles, Ca. I’m there, working in the studio with your current husband IceT on some records and hes letting me spend the night. IceT “I love the tracks we’re working on J.V., its just I gotta run to, New York, One time and record these episodes of Law and Order:SVU, and get this bread.” I “Do you want me to come with you Ice?” Ice “Nah just let me, slide up here to N.Y. one Time. I’ll be, gone for 2 days, don’t worry though there’s plenty of food on the shelfs in the...

Dear Tara Eileen Garcia 1

So it Starts off in Downtown San Jose, Ca. Im doing kinda bad again sort of, I mean Im dressed nice, got a couple new Tattoos, couple new gold chains, new watch, new sneakers, and I've lost some weight because I finally decided to get that Gastric bypass medical procedure. Literally went from 316lbs. To 204lbs in 10 months, and we bumb into eachother at a gas station late at night I'm just swaggin' runnin' through that mothafucka' just tryin to get some Swishers so I could blow a blunt one time...

Dear Diary Valentines Day 9th grade

Hi all: If you have read any of my post you would know that I have been keeping a diary since I was eight years old and I go back and read them often. It is fitting that I came across this entry yesterday seeing it was valentines day (and yes I did have a date yesterday mater of fact 2 of them one for lunch and one for dinner, How much candy can a GURL eat LOL )Anyway. In 9th grade one of the boys who I serviced often passed me a note asking if he could take me out for Valentines day. My...

Dear Diary little fem sissy faggot needed a check

Hi All - Hope all is well. If you have read my posting you would know that when I was younger one of the older man I used to meet often was a doctor. He would check me out from time to time and many times stitched me up or tended to my wounds, bruises I got from other men. One evening I was at my normal spot at the park waiting to get picked up. The horn sounded and lights flashed (that was my signal from one of my steady older men). I walked to the car seeing the Dr. smiling. opening the door...

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