A special thanks to Trace for being my editor on this story. His suggestions has made this a much better story for me, and hopefully for you, the reader. Chapter 1 – The Diary Allen and Amanda had been married over ten years when Allen found her diary. Their marriage was good, but it had lost the energy that had defined their first two years. They had sett...
Dear Diary, How am I supposed to know if he really likes me? Is it only my body he is after or does he want to get to know what is inside of my heart? Why do I fall so fast? Why can't I take life slow? Am I afraid that if I don't I will let the right person slip away? Why can't I let my past be exactly that? It seems as if every time I think I can put my...
Friends and readers who have asked me what's been happening in our lives since my previous submission can pick up our true story just where it left off. Others of you may have to go back and read the first 5 chapters to gain useful context. I have a lot to share with you from the time I left off (I have been on overseas assignment for part of the time, witho...
CHAPTER 18 It was late when we got down. Tina and Aleksy were sitting at the table, empty plates before them and the scent of Eggs and Bacon still hanging in the air. "Wondered when you two would get down." Tina remarked. She looked up at Bella. "I see you found the clothes I sneaked into Daniel's room." "Yes. Thank you, Tina." Emma came in, having sensed...
Lately, Eva was left to her fantasies to warm her on the lonely nights that Anthony worked late. She began writing her lustful thoughts in a diary kept just for her eyes, in the hopes that one day she would have the courage to act on those fantasies with Anthony. In the meantime she kept them as fodder for her own moments of self pleasure. At first the fanta...
Dear Diary, When I awakened this morning I found my satin sheets clinging to my sultry, moist body. I was confused on how this came to be. As I laid back down to unwind my legs from around the sheet, I began to remember the events from last night. My first memory was of me in a room. I don’t know where I was but it was not familiar. There was a nightstand,...
It's been a rough six months for me. That was how long ago my wife of 26 years passed due to cancer. The only love of my life, we were together since grade school. Always my best friend, it was her greatest worry that I could not live well without her; and she was right. Oh, our daughter was a godsend, but she had her own life to lead and I wouldn't think o...
-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...
Excerpts from the Diary of Peggy Douglas The Weekend of Spring Break. Eighteen year old, home schooled Peggy has been keeping a diary since she was 8. After being introduced to sex (at her own request) by Ron Lindstrom she has recognized her exhibitionist tendencies and become a nude model with an agent, Meija. Mar 14 Ron came up to me at school, and as...
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