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The Heartbreak Diaries Taryn Bailey

March 13th, Dear Diary, Well, today was shit. Nothing new there. My work day was overloaded - like usual, I dropped my coffee and stained my shirt, ripped a stocking and the guy I've been trying to be semi-serious with is only interested in having a lay. Now, after being unable to decompress on my own, I'm sitting here on my couch with a bottle of Chardonnay and my largest - and favorite of late - wine glass while I try to write away my sorrows and frustrations. So, here goes: My life feels...

Looking through my old Diaries Part two

April1992Leo and JeanetteI was still a novice at this swinging game not knowing what to expect hoping it would be just like the porn videos I was watching as and when I wanted to being single now ,I got a letter from a couple Leo and Jeanette who wanted to meet me first for a drink but they lived quite away in Aberystwyth so they booked a room for me in a hotel so I was hoping that maybe this would be a night of sex , anyway I wrote in my diary “ Went to Aberystwyth to meet Jeanette nice...

Dear Diary 1

Dear Diary #1You will never believe what happened today. Jimmy Johnson actually tried to kiss me. I was so disgusted that I almost hurled on him. I mean come on, if you are going to try to kiss a girl, at least take a shower that week and use a breath mint or something. I was pushing him away, and thankfully my br0ther was watching out for me, so he dragged the jerk away before he got anywhere. Thank god, I want my first kiss to be something special, not some gross jerk f0rcing himself on me.I...

Dear Diary part 16 Glowing in the Dark

Dear Diary, What a whirlwind weekend it was of shopping, dancing, and lots of girl talk with my best girl Marchesa. It had been hot a minute since we've got together so she invited me over to see her place and show me around her new city. When she called me the week before she said she had a couple of things planned for when I get back there but wouldn't divulge any details. She just said to pack a couple of cute outfits for going out. Eeeeek!!!! So I spent that entire week in total...

Incest Diaries

I know it’s been a while since I’ve written in you, but I just have to get this off my chest, and I know I can’t tell anybody or daddy might get in trouble. You see, I can only start off by saying I’ve only loved one man in my life, and that man is my daddy. I remember him treating my mother like a queen before she left us. (Bitches never know how to appreciate something good). He brought her flowers every afternoon. Lilies, he always brought her lilies, because they were her favorite,...

Looking through my old Diaries Part Three

June 1992Obsessive Masturbation.Diary is blank as for meeting any new couples or single women ,My house was in the country and very secluded so far it had been really warm weather so I spent most of my time naked and watching porn on VHS , I had about 20 hours of it and most of it had been wanked over so many times that they didn’t have much affect so I was ordering a new video every week , I always got the German ones Magma with Jeannie Pepper these videos were the sort of sex I wanted to have...

The Heartbreak Diaries Melinda Chevalier

January 10th Dear Diary, I am missing him. Again.It has been a few weeks since I last heard his voice and my heart aches to hear it again right now. I feel a deep sadness and it has fully taken hold of me today. I feel almost desperate to hear his laughter and be the one to bring him joy. I want to hear all about his day and have long conversations on subjects we have discussed a million times before. I want to talk about the impossible dream of a life we could have together. I want to hear him...

Indian wife rsquo s diary ndash 16 April 20XX Part 1

My wife is sweet and totally vanilla, but I know from reading her diaries what a naive and needy cumslut she used to be. She let men fuck her in the ass if they wanted to cum inside her. She lived with a white guy with a huge cock who fucked her until it was sore to walk. His dick was too big to get into her ass but she didn't stop trying to make him happy. This is the first part of a diary entry about a time she let two white guys fuck her because she liked one of them and hoped he would start...

Dear Diary Shy Boy

Reading through my diaries I came across the day and remembers everything about it thought I would share. As you know from my other post I kept a diary while growing up. The boys used to pas me notes in school telling me to meet them after or during school. The normal place was an old barn in the woods where I would service them one on one or in a group.Anyway. There was this boy in school who was shy, very thin and you can call a total wimp. The others would tease him push in around you...

Two DiariesChapter 2 Going Out

Amanda’s diary: Dear diary, I had a great Friday with Fiona, but she got so clingy when we went to bed. she stayed like that the whole night, too, holding me close against her body with her right arm, placing her hand on my chest, leaning on me, and resting one of her legs on top of mine. It made it impossible to move, especially since I didn’t want to bother her. I woke up before she did, and I tried to disentangle myself from her, very carefully, but it was clear I wouldn’t be able to...

Two DiariesChapter 5 There rsquo s No Place Like Home and Thank God

Amanda’s diary: Dear diary, What a day. I’m nervous, and excited, and happy, and worried and ... and ... and ... Should I write it? I almost feel like it will spoil it. Come on, Amanda, don’t be silly. I think Fiona likes me! Really, really likes me. Like, for real, properly likes me. All that stuff about being her pet--yeah, it sounds really weird, I know--and taking care of me, I’m starting to get it now, and I think she’s serious. Still not sure how to feel about it but ... Ok, calm...

Two DiariesChapter 7 Nothing Is Ever Easy

Amanda’s diary: Dear diary, Mum and Dad sat with me for breakfast. They usually were so busy they didn’t have the time, and they couldn’t stay for long. For that matter, I had to catch the bus, too. Still, we managed to exchange a few words and they said they wanted to have a serious talk with me in the evening. “Nothing bad”, said Dad. “Your mother reminded me you really are growing up, and it’s time we revise the way we do things. Also, she told me yesterday night that you’re in love...

Two DiariesChapter 8 Hell is Certain Other People

Amanda’s diary: Dear diary, It was hard to sleep worrying about Clara’s visit. The whole night, I tossed in bed, hoping she would be in one of her rare good moods. Unlike the twins, who were always about as nasty, Clara would very occasionally show me a little bit of kindness. On the other hand, when I caught her in a bad mood, she would get a lot meaner; worse than they could ever be, and more creative about it. I was doing my best not to think of it, but as the week passed it became...

Two DiariesChapter 11 The Road Ahead

From Amanda’s diary: Dear diary, I woke up in pain several times through the night. I had been crying so much my eyes felt sore. My throat was dry and my mouth tasted awful. My chest hurt from Clara’s punishment and my own desperate sobs. I was hungry and faint after eating almost nothing for the entire weekend. My thoughts went in circles. I was worthless. Things like this didn’t happen to normal people. I deserved it for being so weak and allowing it. I hadn’t fought back. I was a...

Two DiariesInterlude

Interlude: a possible future From Amanda’s diary: How was I going to live without Fiona? Gods, I missed her so. I was crying my eyes out at the airport when we said good-bye. She stood there, upright and serious, with a stoical expression on her face. I couldn’t tell if she even cared about leaving me for months. She hugged me and let me bury my face against her. I hoped I wouldn’t stain her clothes with my silly tears, but I couldn’t help it. It was all I could do to go on breathing...

Two DiariesChapter 13 Behind the Scenes

From Fiona’s diary: It was so hard to sleep knowing my Mandy was alone in hostile territory. After she’d shown me that diary entry--and I knew how much courage it must have taken--I no longer thought her parents were completely stupid. Her cousins were more devious than I had given them credit for, setting up that dynamic where anything she said or did could be attributed to her disruptive attempts to get attention. By so doing, they had transformed her own protectors, the people whom she...

Two DiariesChapter 15 Training Wheels

From Amanda’s diary: Dear diary, As soon as I woke up, my mind went back to yesterday evening. At first I remembered the shame and humiliation of being caught doing something wrong. It wasn’t just the fact of liking feet, though that was bad enough. I had tried to take advantage of Fiona, my best friend, to satisfy my perverted urges without her consent. That was simply not right, and I was so lucky that she had forgiven me for it. Even when she admitted it was a setup, the choice to...

Two DiariesChapter 19 Ups and Downs

Amanda’s diary: Dear diary, I woke up as Fiona’s hands were touching me all over. She must have been playing with me for a while, because I was already very aroused, and couldn’t help moaning and shivering. She kept on stroking me. “Uh, g-good morning”, I said. With a devilish laugh, she pinned me down. She was heavier and so much stronger than me I had no chance to dislodge her, and when she started playing with my nipples all I could do was surrender to her, giving little yelps. She...

Two DiariesChapter 20 Deep Dive

Amanda’s diary: Dear diary, I woke up confused. In the dark, something soft and warm was pressing on my face. The smell reminded me I was lying head to toe with Fiona. Sleep hadn’t been easy. Fiona’s soft feet and their pungent stench kept impinging on my awareness. At first it was mostly excitement. Later, the realisation of my humble place set in, and my mind kept going over the arguments. In the end, it was just my body’s awkward position, curled under the sheets, and my head, lying...

Neighbor sex diaries ch 1

Being used to writing my erotic adventures in my diary, let me shares this with all. To begin with some customary introduction about myself. I am Amishi, 38 years old, settled in Mumbai, I got married to my husband, who apparently is some 8 years elder to me. I am not a very beautiful woman, but I am HOT, by any standards although the age does tell on my body with my 36DD breasts sagging a bit. My large nipples are my soft spots and I don’t mind feeling a bit of pain especially feeling...

Welcome to Wal Mart a associates diaries part 1

i noticed this right from off when i went to my oriantation and there was this slinder blond that had this cute little ass with small but perky tits there in the oriantation with me...ive always had a great way of making people feel at ease in a streesful type situation. i could tell she was nervice..as we waited to be called back to the oriantation we sat there and talked alittle. we were both there about 20 min earlie.you can always tell when someone is desperite for a job when they get...

The Sex Rehab Diaries Brooklyns Confession

“I’m Brooklyn, and… whatever… I guess I’m a sex addict.” I glared at the group of pathetic faces in the circle surrounding me. This is so fucking lame. Why did I sign up for this? It was bad enough that I’d had to endure public humiliation when the scandal broke, but being away from the city in this touchy feely rehab centre set my nerves more on edge than they did to soothe them, which I’m sure was their original intention. From the moment I’d checked into The Belleview Retreat for Sexual...

The War Diaries Part 3

My wife Maria and I had taken to reading Dad and mom’s love letters in the bedroom. They had become so deliciously naughty that, after a while we just had to give in to our own carnal desires, more often than not, mimicking what we had just read. It seemed as if all we did was eat, sleep, read….and fuck! We had read through the rest of 1943, amazed that my father, Mr. conservative, had virtually fucked his way across England, and after the invasion of June 6, 1944, had continued to follow his...

Basketball Diaries

Dear Diary, I finally had my first college practice today! It was so exciting. High school was fun, but college is a whole different story. It was really impressive to see my name and info on the roster: "Shannon Hale, Guard, 5-8." So cool! Walking into the locker room, the first thing I noticed was that I was one of only a few white girls on the team, which made me kind of nervous. My high school was all white, because we were from such a small traditional town. The starting point guard is a...

Teen Diaries 22 Parking Lot Fuck

Hey Diary. I know it's been a long time since I've written, but something happened last night that I never want to forget, so I'm putting it all down here. I was at Wal-Mart late last night buying a last minute birthday gift for my friend, but when I got back to my car the battery was dead. It was 2:00 in the morning and well past curfew. It was a cold night, somewhere in the high twenties, so I waited in my car and jumped out anytime I saw a car driving by. After a few passersby I got a red...

Teen Diaries 19 Halloween Mystery Fuck

Dear Diary, It's me, Angel. I haven't written in a while, but I'm 17 now. My birthday was just last week, but it wasn't that great. Anyways, yesterday was Halloween and I went with my friends to a costume party. It was my first time going to a party that wasn't hosted by friends from school. Becky got the invitation from her boyfriend, who is in college. We all went as slutty princesses and I was Snow White. The costume was a little tight and my 36c breasts were hard to squeeze into it....

Dear Diary Mom came home early

Rainy day today so i cleaned out a few closets sorting things to take to good will. I came across another box of my old diaries and scanned through then. This event i thought you would enjoy as soon as i started to read it i remembered every moment of it. Let me know what you think.I just got out of the shower and changed into my night things. This evening I was wearing a pair of “hello Kitty” panties and night shirt. Watching TV telephone rang, it was David a boy who also lived in the trailer...

original anal sex diaries 2009

My sex diary-The anal-slut chroniclesJan 1st 2009 This is my own story, written in my own words with absolute honesty, without bending the truth or any other bullshit designed to simply grab peoples attention in order to get them to read this, because to put it simply… I couldn’t give a fuck who read’s it. This is simply my transition from a heterosexual 25 year old lad, into a bi-sexual, submissive, anal-loving whore, starting today, with twelve months worth of entries (or so I...

The Sex Rehab Diaries Rachel

"Hi, I'm Rachel, and yeah... I guess you can call me a sex addict," I giggled as I looked at the expectant faces surrounding me.I thought about that statement for a minute. Of course, I'd never called myself a sex addict out loud, but the idea of it sounded almost kind of sexy. Of course I knew I was supposed to be all serious standing there in the classroom at The Belleview Retreat for Sexual Health. But really, how can you find the seriousness of group therapy at all?They were a miscellaneous...

From my husbands diary in his Twen Years

I have the license of my husband to publish his stories in English or German from his various (Sex-) Diaries. Nelly, who is in this story the heroine, I know. She blushed, as she read the story, but she confirmed it.Nelly - a woman is awakeningAs I saw her for the first time, I was 24 and my first sex experience with a 38 years old woman of the Netherlands with enormous breasts (BH 100 D) laid 2 years back. The woman I saw, worked at the front desk of a steel-fabric, where I was working as a...

From my husbands diary in his Twen Years

I have the license of my husband to publish his stories in English or German from his various (Sex-) Diaries. Nelly, who is in this story the heroine, I know. She blushed, as she read the story, but she confirmed it.Nelly - a woman is awakeningAs I saw her for the first time, I was 24 and my first sex experience with a 38 years old woman of the Netherlands with enormous breasts (BH 100 D) laid 2 years back. The woman I saw, worked at the front desk of a steel-fabric, where I was working as a...

The Sex Rehab Diaries Rach

“Hi, I’m Rachel, and yeah… I guess you can call me a sex addict,” I giggled as I looked at the expectant faces surrounding me. I thought about that statement for a minute. Of course, I’d never called myself a sex addict out loud, but the idea of it sounded almost kind of sexy. Of course I knew I was supposed to be all serious standing there in the classroom at The Belleview Retreat for Sexual Health. But really, how can you find the seriousness of group therapy at all? They were a miscellaneous...

Two DiariesChapter 3 For Her Own Good

Fiona’s diary: I had a wonderful night’s sleep cuddling my delightful teddy girl. I woke up and started rubbing my sole on her, imagining her grovelling at my feet. It was so easy to see her kneeling or sitting on the floor, with a look of adoration in her face and her hands rubbing my feet as they glistened with sweat after a victorious match ... I couldn’t help running my hand over her, playing with my helpless toy. I called on her, and she didn’t reply, but I suspected she was awake...

Two DiariesChapter 4 The Past Never Goes Away

Fiona’s diary: I woke up in the middle of the night, with Amanda wriggling under my body and mumbling words I couldn’t understand. I was confused for a moment, but realised she was still asleep. I stroked her cheek and whispered her name, but she kept whining and moving around. “Let me go, please!” she said. “I’m not ... Stop it! It hurts! Mandy is being a good girl...” Fuck. She was having some kind of nightmare. I suspected the feeling of me holding her wasn’t helping, but if I let her...

Two DiariesChapter 6 Passing Tests

Fiona’s diary: It had been a great weekend, in spite of everything. True, it hadn’t gone quite according to plan, but I could see that Amanda was definitely interested in me, and her personality made her deliciously sweet and compliant. She glowed with my approval and yearned to please me, which was just how I liked my pets. She also seemed to like my feet, though it may have only been her sense of inferiority and her desire to serve me which made her act that way. It was enough, though: I...

Two DiariesChapter 9 Drawing Fine Distinctions

Fiona’s diary: Before I went to school, I had breakfast with my parents. They were rather impressed with Amanda, to say the least. After that uncomfortable talk we had, they were happy to see me genuinely interested in someone of substance. Mother saw how much I liked her, though I tried not to show it, and she kept smiling fondly at me, teasing me about my new girlfriend. We weren’t, though; not yet. My parents were very flexible, and didn’t try to control me, but they were awfully...

Two DiariesChapter 10 Sunshine Always Follows Rain

Fiona’s diary: The alarm clock startled me. For a few moments I couldn’t work out where I was. Then the whole situation came back to my mind and I quickly turned it off before it woke Amanda. She was curled up, making little moans. I got out of bed, careful not to bump into her, and checked the nightstand. Mother had been around, as promised, with her ninja mum magic. I hadn’t heard her come at all. There was a note with instructions, some pills, and a jug of water with lemon in it. I...

Two DiariesChapter 14 new solutions new problems

From Fiona’s diary: Today it would be my Mandy’s first date. I woke up feeling still a bit uncertain about her, but I had calmed down a little. I had reviewed in my mind the way she’d reacted to me when I told her I loved her, and it seemed clear that she’d welcomed it. If I let my doubts get the better of me, I could see how it might have been relief at me not being angry about her foot thing, rather than sharing similar feelings for me, but my best guess was she really wanted me, and if...

Two DiariesChapter 16 Learning to Fall

Amanda’s diary: I woke up to a text from Fiona telling me to bring sturdy outdoor clothes. I didn’t have a lot of those, so at least the choice was obvious. I wished she had told me the day before, but I managed to pack everything I would need for the weekend with enough time left for breakfast. My parents looked better. Mum in particular was a lot more cheerful. She was humming and smiling. It was a big change from their weary faces a couple of days ago, and I wanted to believe that...

Two DiariesChapter 17 Theory and Practice

Fiona’s diary: It took me a while to fall asleep. That phone conversation had wetted my appetite, but I needed Amanda with me to really satiate it. Of course I could have just touched myself, and maybe another time I would have, but I enjoyed anticipating the things I’d be doing to her today, and building up my own excitement. A little frustration never killed anyone, and I knew controlling myself then would make everything more intense for us both later. As soon as I woke up, I looked out...

Two DiariesChapter 18 Running Hot

Fiona’s diary: I woke up in the middle of the night as Amanda was mumbling and thrashing again. “No, no, no, no!” she said. I stroked her hair and hushed her. This time the nightmare seemed to quickly dissipate. She settled down with a sigh, and a little moan. I kissed the back of her head, her hair still smelling of shampoo, closed my eyes, and did my best to fall asleep again. I managed to sleep the rest of the night until the alarm clock rang, and, seemingly, so did she. I turned it...

Two DiariesChapter 21 Weights and Counterweights

Fiona’s diary: It was much more pleasant to wake up slowly, of my own accord, than to be startled by an alarm. I must have still been half asleep, because it took me a while to work out what the warm, soft thing pressing against my soles was. When I did, I felt a little pleasurable shudder, and then Mandy’s breath on my feet. I was used to sleeping alone, but Mandy was a joy in bed. No, not that way; ok, that way too. I meant she hardly tossed or move about, except when she was having...

John Smith s Space Diary

Chapter I , Year 1, CARGO HAND There was a low hum, there always was. It was constant to the point that you simply stopped hearing it. What was slightly harder to ignore was the constant drips on ice cold water that fell every where. Third or fourth hand water that comes from the condensation of constantly re-breathed air. The walls were rusty with it, the thin mattresses damp with it, and the skin clammy with it. No electric lights, or rather there was electric light that had to be...

His Mothers Diary

Introduction: He learns a lot by invading his moms privacy. His Mothers Diary -1- Ahh yeah, yes! Curt was furiously jacking off in the shower, thoughts of Mirandas big, juicy butt slamming down on a big, black cock. Yes! He thought back to that night he peeped into her bedroom, the sounds of sex waking him. He saw Miranda, her back to the door, riding a hugely muscular black man in her bed. Shock turned to anger, anger turned to interest, then interest turned to arousal. Wow, he whispered...

His Mother s Diary

-1-“Ahh yeah, yes!” Curt was furiously jacking off in the shower, thoughts of Miranda’s big, juicy butt slamming down on a big, black cock.“Yes!” He thought back to that night he peeped into her bedroom, the sounds of sex waking him. He saw Miranda, her back to the door, riding a hugely muscular black man in her bed.Shock turned to anger, anger turned to interest, then interest turned to arousal. “Wow,” he whispered as he watched her, hypnotized by her ass. Unable to look away, he was getting...

His Mother s Diary

-1- “Ahh yeah, yes!” Curt was furiously jacking off in the shower, thoughts of Miranda’s big, juicy butt slamming down on a big, black cock. “Yes!” He thought back to that night he peeped into her bedroom, the sounds of sex waking him. He saw Miranda, her back to the door, riding a hugely muscular black man in her bed. Shock turned to anger, anger turned to interest, then interest turned to arousal. “Wow,” he whispered as he watched her, hypnotized by her ass. Unable to look...

Diary of a Young Girl

This Diary is the property of Sally Straw PRIVATE! KEEP OUT! May 5: Dear Diary, I'm ten today! Can you believe it? I don't feel any different and I sure don't look different. I'm almost done with fourth grade. I'm so sick of Mrs. Beaner that I can't stand it any more. Fifth grade should be so much cooler. I hope I start to 'develop' before then. I think I'd like to have a boyfriend y'know? May 15: Dear Diary, I'm soooo jealous! Tammy Winter is starting to grow boobs already. And...

Dear Diary

Thursday, January 4th, 2018 Dear diary, Fuck you. And fuck you too, Dr. Swalley. Friday, January 12th, 2018 This is the stupidest shit I've ever done, I swear to god. Fine. Fine. For Kiera. "You don't talk much, Tony," she says. I mean, no shit. What's there to talk about? I just get mad, okay? Who doesn't? It's all bullshit. Trying to keep ahead, listening to your coworker's crap, all those fuckin' people on the road that don't know how to drive. Kiera...

A Maid s Diary Part I

This is my contribution to the glory that is Fictionmania. Hope everyone likes it! A Maid's Diary, Part I By Connietgrrrl Friday, September... Dear Diary, I am on needles and pins, and butterflies in my stomach and...! Oh well, I am just nervous and excited all at once by my plan for tonight. I've spent all week getting ready. Good thing I had quit my job 2 months ago, because I needed the whole time to work up my nerve. I've wanted to tell my wife about my cross-dressing...

Jonquil s Diary

June 1st Dear Diary: Please excuse the messy writing; it is so hard to have good penmanship on a train. Yes, Diary, I am on a train traveling from London to York and thence to Brasethwaite Castle. I am going there for a month of Bed Training. Poppa says that all the smart people are taking it and so must I before I go away to Girton College in the fall. Momma was worried about the idea until Poppa reassured her that virginity has no value in a bride any longer. After all, my dear little nephew...

Diary My Son Made Me Topless Naked Model Part l

Son- janu aaj mausam kitna suhana hai. tumhe kuch feel nahi ho raha hai? Mom- haan! ho raha hai na! Son- kya? Mom- yehi ki aaj mai phir se chudne wali hoon. TO READERS: Ma wrote this photography session in her diary. I read this many days later after our first copulation. I think it is better for reader to study her version instead of my narration. You can read full story separately in title-“Long Dong King Kong in Mom” with son’s (me) narration. “Tonight my son made me model. Not an ordinary...

Diary 8211 My Son Made Me Topless Naked Model 8211 Episode III

(Chapter Menstrual Pain Aggravate) Diary, I landed straight on my baby’s body. Though he is strong man but abrupt force-full fall of 60 Kg lady grounded him too. All due to his fault. The enormous pain didn’t allow me to think anything else. I hold my belly and rolled in floor in foetus position. Now my son too became panicky. He hold me and starts shouting—Ma’, Ma’, Ma’. He understood that he didn’t administer anti inflammatory injection in the evening, so pain triggered once again. He said-...

Burn This Diary

This diary belongs to Cody Swanson. If you find this then please return it to : 3521 Beach Road, Deerhead Harbor, Maine/Hare Island 12/8/2019 Dear Diary, Tommy was raving on and on about lights in the old Beckstein-Manor. No one believed him. I mean that building wasted away for the last century. Ever since that family of German migrants gruesomely died. At least, that is the legend. No one in their right mind would try to live there. Not to mention that it would take a...

Dear Diary

This story is papers taken out of Heather’s diary. It is a prequel to: (A Phone Call: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-phone-call-603190). You can read the two stories in any order you like._________________________________________________________________Dear diary,Today was my father’s funeral. I’m so sad that he left us. I can’t believe that we lost him suddenly like that! He was caring, tender, and kind. He was the best dad and the best man I’ve ever seen or heard about. How did he work as a...

Sophia s Diary

Sophia's DiaryLastnight, I dreamed of a black horse. Upon waking, I looked in the dictionaryof dreams I keep in my bedside table, to see if there is any significanceto this particular night time vision. It seems a dream of a black horseis a dream of passion. Considering all that has happened in the past weeks,I am not surprised. Iread it again, noticing she had written those words the previous night, andslyly returned her diary to the walnut table where I had found it. It hadbeen a mere whim...

Her Diary

Copyright©2003 There was a young lady named Gilda Who went on a date with a builder. He said that he would, And he could and he should, And he did and it damn well near killed her. "I don't care what it says, it was wrong Carol!" My husband pulled the duvet up to his waist and settled the book on his over-sized round stomach. My anger was about to explode. "God damn it Darren - our daughter may be sexually active!" I stood at my side of the bed with my hands on my...

Dear Diary aka Coping with Coming Out

Sun 10/17/04 I feel foolish writing in this book. I've never kept a diary before. I don't even like the word "diary". It is a silly word. A child's word. I think I made a new friend a little over a week ago. His name is Ricky. I am writing this on his advice. He says it will help me cope with my emerging feelings. So, here I am, trying out his advice. It can't hurt, right? Okay then, here it is. These first entries will be very long Dear Diary. So many new sensations, longings,...

Diary of my Emergence

Diary of my emergence Susanna says: This is how lucky I was with my neighbour, it could've been so much worse. Where is this club I talk about, well if I told you then I'd probably start losing money to more competition! Monday Dear Diary, over the weekend my whole life changed, things shifted ever so slightly away from my normal routine. My dear diary, although I was really scared at first, once things happened I was in absolute heaven. It all took place on Friday night. I...

Chapter 4 My diary

Chapter four: My diary Wednesday August 23, Dear diary, I love you so much. We are going to be such good friends for ever and ever. I am going to keep your secrets and you are going to keep mine. Please forgive me if I do not know the etiquette of talking to you correctly. But I am too excited so I just have to blurt out that I just have to tell you that tomorrow we are going to take an adventure together to buy me a bra. It is going to be the utmost greatest day of my life and I...

This Is Me Pt 4 Diary

On Wednesday, February 28, 2018, 11:55:15 PM GMT, Kirsten Clarke wrote: Wednesday 28th February. My period started tonight, just before going to bed, so I'm lying here wearing one of the black, lace trimmed underskirts I sleep in, wearing a bra as a treat for an hour or so - lemon, Chloe by Boux Avenue. It's a touch tight, but I'm hoping to lose a little weight one day. Besides, when I've been fitted in the past the women have always said to wear my...

Diary of a Young Slut Ch 01

September 8, 2006 Dear Diary, Donny and I have been going together since we met in the fourth grade at Revelations Evangelical Elementary School. Donny was by far the most pious and devout boy there, and since I had always thought of myself as the most pious girl, we were just naturally a ‘pair.’ Both of our parents were equally god-fearing people, so they heartily approved of our relationship. But my Dad just got laid off last month and so, after all those years together at revelations and...

Dear Diary

This story and all it contents and names are fictional.January 1st.Dear diary,This is my first diary entry ever, so I suppose I better tell you about myself. My name is Ashley, I'm 19 years old. I have long blonde hair with blue eyes. I think of myself as a very attractive girl. I like to stand in front my full length mirror and admire my naked body and of course play wife myself, I love looking at my pussy when I orgasm, sometimes my juices even spray on the mirror, I lick all my juices off my...

Cindy s Diary Daddy

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