One week and two days since last entry, diary. SUNDAY. My past week has been... tough. Mom has been coerced into staying in Chicago a bit longer. Okay, so some things she did back when she was a kid were much more surprising than I had known. That mug shot, where she beat up that girl, wasn't the only one she had. Just the first. Turns out that Mom ran...
"Shadya, welcome to our home, and thank you for having supper with us, please, tell us a bit about yourself, young lady," said Caesar Texeira, patriarch of the Texeira household, as he sat at the head of the dining table in the comfy Toronto townhouse. The place was big enough for ten, but only seated four. He exchanged a smile with his wife Elisabeth Sweene...
There was pussy, pussy everywhere, but not a cock to fuck. Not that I was complaining, encircled as I was by so many lusty young nymphs entangled together around me on the large, luxurious bed, writhing in a fleshy heap of shameless female fucking. Everywhere I looked were healthy bouncing boobies and firm willowy waists, pierced belly buttons glimmering wi...
Gabby was excited to have confessed her feelings to her best friend and that it had led to them making love. Over the next several weeks the girls were wrapped up in their exams. They managed a few afternoon sessions together, in between intense revision and the exams themselves. But they never got the chance to get naked and kiss and play with one another....
We were a little jealous of Joanna. Every guy in our office was in love with her because of her outrageous breasts. You just couldn't not look at them. One Friday she cajoled me into going up to her lakeside cabin for the weekend, by telling me it was a ladies-only weekend that she did once a year and a bunch of other women she knew would be there to spend...
A note about writing: I write as much as possible from first hand experience freely incorporating my own fetishes and prejudices, but a person only has so much sex, and some time back I ran low on personal stuff because I write a lot. Still first hand experience and fiction seem to mix well, but after a time, I started to yearn for something fresh. That's wh...
"What the hell happened to you? Looks like you were rode hard and put away wet!" Vicki reached her hand towards the billowing tumbleweed atop my head. I flinched as I thought about telling her not to touch my mangled hair...still saturated in sin...but that would only raise her suspicion further! I bit my lip and squinted my eyes while Vicki freely fondled...
Walking up the path to Jennifer Dean's front door, past the neatly tended rose beds and the immaculate lawn, Victoria clenches and unclenches her hand around the handle of her sports bag. Right now, that slim faux-leather strap is about the only thing between Victoria and losing it completely. It's only nine in the morning, but she is perspiring freely. Vi...
Sindy leaned into the wet sink to relax her face as she gazed at the mountain of greasy plates. It wasn't allowed for the servant girls to let their faces tense up in case any of the guests, at this exclusive hotel, should chose that moment to look at them. Slowly Sindy breathed out to allow a smile to arrive on her lips just as the door behind her came cras...
I stayed at Jolene's that weekend. I was right, my parents weren't too happy. Maggie came over to visit the next morning. we brought each other up to speed regarding the past year. I apologized for being a hermit promising not to do it again. I really enjoyed her company this time. It was weird because we usually were at odds with one another before I left f...