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December 30,
Dear Diary,
As I previously wrote, Tommy and I had sex on Christmas. This is bad
to say but at this very moment, I don't feel guilty. Does that make me a bad
person? After our last hot sweaty night on Christmas, I can't seem to
stop thinking about him. The bad thing is I still have feelings for Brad.
January 2,
Dear Diary,
New Years was a blast! Me, Brad, Kimmie and Tommy went to Times
Square in Manhattan to watch the ball drop. It was cold but very
romantic. Brad held me tight as we stood and watched the festivities, He
felt so comfortable to me. There was actually snow falling from the sky. I
opened my mouth and tried to catch some flakes in my mouth and on my
tongue. It felt tingly, but It was something fun to do. When Brad
realized what I was doing he just stood there looking very amused. He
laughed while brushing remains of snow from my hair and just watched me
with a curious smirk.
When I turned around there was Kimmie and Tommy going at it in the
streets, tonguing each other down. This is strange to say but at that moment
I felt so jealous knowing that Tommy was kissing her as he had kissed me
and I wondered if she was any better than I at kissing him. Tommy finally
broke their kiss to glance over his shoulder at me. I guess maybe he could
feel me staring at them. He looked at me then smiled and winked.I smiled
back at him, Kimmie pulled his face back to hers and they were at it again.
Brad grabbed my hand and turned me to him and kissed me passionately.
We stayed in Manhattan until 3:30am. It was a very special night. I
have a feeling this will be a year that I will never forget.
January 11,
Dear Diary,
Today, I spent the day with Kimmie. Before we finally got a chance to
rest we ran errands for Kimmie's mother. She had a list of groceries that
she wanted us to get for supper. When we returned back we watched
DVDs in Kimmie's room. Kimmie sat on the floor with her legs in a
folded position and her back was resting against her bed.. I laid on my
stomach while on her bed, watching the movies we rented and admired
Kimmie with occasional glances.
Suddenly so many thoughts began to flood my mind. Thoughts about me
and Tommy having sex, and Kimmie possibility being pregnant... I
finally got enough courage to asked Kimmie if she was in fact pregnant.
"No..I got my period." she said.casually.
"why didn't you tell me?" I asked.
"I didn't want to bother you...I knew you were busy and all..." she
responded.
"You should know that I am never too busy for you." I said
Kimmie got up and walked to her closet. She started looking thought
boxes sitting on her closet floor. I asked her what she was doing, but she did
not respond. Her back was turned to me. Before I knew it, she had taken
something out of a box, but I just didn't get a good enough look to see what
it was.
"Here you want to try this..." She said
It was a body massager. She laid on the bed next to me and began to
massage her shoulders. I watched attentively, as she seemed almost
controlled by the tool as she began to massage it in between her thighs &
legs. She seemed to become so relaxed.Almost in ecstasy.
"Here do you want to try it...I feel so relaxed..." she said.smiling
I slowly nodded yes. She told me to lay on my back as she began to massage
my shoulders and neck. By this time she had straddled me, with her hips
across mine. I closed my eyes because I didn't want her to know how much
I was enjoying it, but I think that she knew. She slowly unbuttoned my
blouse and began to caress my breast. My eyes were still closed because I
wanted to believe that this was dream. I could feel her massaging under my
breast, my stomach and my legs.
I laid there thinking if she ever treated Tommy like this, it would be
impossible for him to resist her. I mentally made a note to prevent myself
from getting turned on by this at all costs; but it was not working very well.
Afterward, we sat on her bed both bra-less, drinking soda and talking;
acting as if nothing had happened.. We both knew that what happened
between us was clearly crossing the line. But I don't think we cared. It
was just an innocent massage.
January 20
Dear Diary
My mother sent me to Tommy's house to deliver a dress she had borrowed
from Tommy's mother. Tommy's mom was not there. Tommy answered the
door in his shorts and no t-shirt. He smiled and asked me to sit and talk for
a while We talked about our affair and betrayal of Kimmie and Brad.
Tommy told me that he was sorry for his part in what had happened, but
also told me that he felt like he was falling for me. I tried to reason with him
and told him that it could only be lust and nothing more. He refused my
suggestion and told me that it was more than that. He grabbed onto my
hands. I tried to resist, but gave in to his touch. He said I was the only
person that he has ever kissed that has made him cum just by a kiss. Its
odd to say, but he has the same affect on me.. He brushed my cheek softly
and told me that he loved me and kissed me passionately. I felt so dizzy and
I felt as though I couldn't breath. I thought I would faint. My heart
started beating fast, and finally I felt like I could breath again.
No words are spoken between us now. With my eyes closed, I rested my
head against his shoulder, There was no sex this time. Because we told
each other that this has got to stop..
.
But I guess because of our circumstances at the moment, I have to believe
that this is nothing more than lust.
.
January 29,
Dear Diary
I spent the night with Brad. His parents were away for a few days. He
cooked a romantic candle light dinner. We sat and talked by the fireplace
and just enjoyed each others' company. I remember talking about the movie
I saw with Kimmie the other day, but he stopped me in mid sentence and
placed his index finger on my lips. He looked into my eyes and whispered
"I love you." Tears welled up in his eyes as he whispered this to me
"I know, " I responded. I just couldn't manage to get myself to tell him
that I loved him.
He then finally pulled himself together and began to kiss my neck.. I
reached down in his pants and played with his cock and balls slowly;And
grabbing it nice and firm so he would know that I meant business.. I could
feel his cock growing in my hands and I could feel the tip of his cock
getting moist and sticky. I heard him grunting and moaning and his eyes
were closed. He began to caress my nipples, pinching on the tips as I
played with his cock.
Before I knew it, I was undressing Brad, pulling down his pants and
underwear. And he was slowly pulling up my shirt and pulling down my
panties. Then slowly unbuttoned my blouse, revealing my bare breast.
Before I knew it, he had me straddled on the floor. He rubbed the tip of
his cock onto my slit, getting it moist for his entry. Within just a few
thrusts he was all the way in. I could feel his balls begin to slowly slap my
ass with each thrust. We explored each others mouths with our tongues.
This was the moment I was waiting for so long; it finally happened. To
have him inside of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist not wanting to
never let him go. There was not much words said between us, All that could
be heard was each others moans, and heavy breathing. Finally after almost
an hour, I came. Brad was still thrusting inside of me. "I don't want to
stop he moaned" . Feeling a bit weak, my body collapsed trying to catch my
breath. He ask me how I felt, and my only response, almost unconsciously,
maybe even as a verbal reflex, I whispered that I loved him. He stopped
thrusting inside me and looked into my eyes and smiled at me then kissed me
again. I felt like I was going to cry, then tears rolled down my cheeks. I
continued crying. Brad looked at me and smiled and said,
"I know you love me. I feel the same way...I love you too..." Maybe Brad
is the man that I truly love.
Read October's Diary
Read November's Diary
Read December's Diary
Dear Diary,
As I previously wrote, Tommy and I had sex on Christmas. This is bad
to say but at this very moment, I don't feel guilty. Does that make me a bad
person? After our last hot sweaty night on Christmas, I can't seem to
stop thinking about him. The bad thing is I still have feelings for Brad.
January 2,
Dear Diary,
New Years was a blast! Me, Brad, Kimmie and Tommy went to Times
Square in Manhattan to watch the ball drop. It was cold but very
romantic. Brad held me tight as we stood and watched the festivities, He
felt so comfortable to me. There was actually snow falling from the sky. I
opened my mouth and tried to catch some flakes in my mouth and on my
tongue. It felt tingly, but It was something fun to do. When Brad
realized what I was doing he just stood there looking very amused. He
laughed while brushing remains of snow from my hair and just watched me
with a curious smirk.
When I turned around there was Kimmie and Tommy going at it in the
streets, tonguing each other down. This is strange to say but at that moment
I felt so jealous knowing that Tommy was kissing her as he had kissed me
and I wondered if she was any better than I at kissing him. Tommy finally
broke their kiss to glance over his shoulder at me. I guess maybe he could
feel me staring at them. He looked at me then smiled and winked.I smiled
back at him, Kimmie pulled his face back to hers and they were at it again.
Brad grabbed my hand and turned me to him and kissed me passionately.
We stayed in Manhattan until 3:30am. It was a very special night. I
have a feeling this will be a year that I will never forget.
January 11,
Dear Diary,
Today, I spent the day with Kimmie. Before we finally got a chance to
rest we ran errands for Kimmie's mother. She had a list of groceries that
she wanted us to get for supper. When we returned back we watched
DVDs in Kimmie's room. Kimmie sat on the floor with her legs in a
folded position and her back was resting against her bed.. I laid on my
stomach while on her bed, watching the movies we rented and admired
Kimmie with occasional glances.
Suddenly so many thoughts began to flood my mind. Thoughts about me
and Tommy having sex, and Kimmie possibility being pregnant... I
finally got enough courage to asked Kimmie if she was in fact pregnant.
"No..I got my period." she said.casually.
"why didn't you tell me?" I asked.
"I didn't want to bother you...I knew you were busy and all..." she
responded.
"You should know that I am never too busy for you." I said
Kimmie got up and walked to her closet. She started looking thought
boxes sitting on her closet floor. I asked her what she was doing, but she did
not respond. Her back was turned to me. Before I knew it, she had taken
something out of a box, but I just didn't get a good enough look to see what
it was.
"Here you want to try this..." She said
It was a body massager. She laid on the bed next to me and began to
massage her shoulders. I watched attentively, as she seemed almost
controlled by the tool as she began to massage it in between her thighs &
legs. She seemed to become so relaxed.Almost in ecstasy.
"Here do you want to try it...I feel so relaxed..." she said.smiling
I slowly nodded yes. She told me to lay on my back as she began to massage
my shoulders and neck. By this time she had straddled me, with her hips
across mine. I closed my eyes because I didn't want her to know how much
I was enjoying it, but I think that she knew. She slowly unbuttoned my
blouse and began to caress my breast. My eyes were still closed because I
wanted to believe that this was dream. I could feel her massaging under my
breast, my stomach and my legs.
I laid there thinking if she ever treated Tommy like this, it would be
impossible for him to resist her. I mentally made a note to prevent myself
from getting turned on by this at all costs; but it was not working very well.
Afterward, we sat on her bed both bra-less, drinking soda and talking;
acting as if nothing had happened.. We both knew that what happened
between us was clearly crossing the line. But I don't think we cared. It
was just an innocent massage.
January 20
Dear Diary
My mother sent me to Tommy's house to deliver a dress she had borrowed
from Tommy's mother. Tommy's mom was not there. Tommy answered the
door in his shorts and no t-shirt. He smiled and asked me to sit and talk for
a while We talked about our affair and betrayal of Kimmie and Brad.
Tommy told me that he was sorry for his part in what had happened, but
also told me that he felt like he was falling for me. I tried to reason with him
and told him that it could only be lust and nothing more. He refused my
suggestion and told me that it was more than that. He grabbed onto my
hands. I tried to resist, but gave in to his touch. He said I was the only
person that he has ever kissed that has made him cum just by a kiss. Its
odd to say, but he has the same affect on me.. He brushed my cheek softly
and told me that he loved me and kissed me passionately. I felt so dizzy and
I felt as though I couldn't breath. I thought I would faint. My heart
started beating fast, and finally I felt like I could breath again.
No words are spoken between us now. With my eyes closed, I rested my
head against his shoulder, There was no sex this time. Because we told
each other that this has got to stop..
.
But I guess because of our circumstances at the moment, I have to believe
that this is nothing more than lust.
.
January 29,
Dear Diary
I spent the night with Brad. His parents were away for a few days. He
cooked a romantic candle light dinner. We sat and talked by the fireplace
and just enjoyed each others' company. I remember talking about the movie
I saw with Kimmie the other day, but he stopped me in mid sentence and
placed his index finger on my lips. He looked into my eyes and whispered
"I love you." Tears welled up in his eyes as he whispered this to me
"I know, " I responded. I just couldn't manage to get myself to tell him
that I loved him.
He then finally pulled himself together and began to kiss my neck.. I
reached down in his pants and played with his cock and balls slowly;And
grabbing it nice and firm so he would know that I meant business.. I could
feel his cock growing in my hands and I could feel the tip of his cock
getting moist and sticky. I heard him grunting and moaning and his eyes
were closed. He began to caress my nipples, pinching on the tips as I
played with his cock.
Before I knew it, I was undressing Brad, pulling down his pants and
underwear. And he was slowly pulling up my shirt and pulling down my
panties. Then slowly unbuttoned my blouse, revealing my bare breast.
Before I knew it, he had me straddled on the floor. He rubbed the tip of
his cock onto my slit, getting it moist for his entry. Within just a few
thrusts he was all the way in. I could feel his balls begin to slowly slap my
ass with each thrust. We explored each others mouths with our tongues.
This was the moment I was waiting for so long; it finally happened. To
have him inside of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist not wanting to
never let him go. There was not much words said between us, All that could
be heard was each others moans, and heavy breathing. Finally after almost
an hour, I came. Brad was still thrusting inside of me. "I don't want to
stop he moaned" . Feeling a bit weak, my body collapsed trying to catch my
breath. He ask me how I felt, and my only response, almost unconsciously,
maybe even as a verbal reflex, I whispered that I loved him. He stopped
thrusting inside me and looked into my eyes and smiled at me then kissed me
again. I felt like I was going to cry, then tears rolled down my cheeks. I
continued crying. Brad looked at me and smiled and said,
"I know you love me. I feel the same way...I love you too..." Maybe Brad
is the man that I truly love.
Read October's Diary
Read November's Diary
Read December's Diary
Dear Diary January...
This is my diary that I am about to share with you. For those of you that
have read my erotic stories series entitled SWEETNESS, this will give
you more depth to my character from what I call the "Beginning"
(during the high school years; the year prior). For those who have not
yet read my erotic stories; Start with my diary and I will lead you to my
journey of Sweetness.
have read my erotic stories series entitled SWEETNESS, this will give
you more depth to my character from what I call the "Beginning"
(during the high school years; the year prior). For those who have not
yet read my erotic stories; Start with my diary and I will lead you to my
journey of Sweetness.