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g8tohavesex on Diary Stories

Dear Diary,

I hadn't seen Paul for six months and as I drove to the airport I was so horny.  I'd already masterbated three times that morning knowing that I was going to be seeing him again and having his wonderful dick inside me.

I waited at the luggage pick up for him to come through customs and ran to meet him as soon as I saw him.  We hugged and kissed each other, grabbed his luggage and headed to the car.  "Did you have a good flight?" I asked.  He told me that he had except for the fact that he kept getting hard everytime he thought about seeing me again.  I said that I hoped he hadn't got rid of all that cum and he said

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that no he had kept some for me.  I asked how he had dealth with his hard ons and he said that he'd jacked off in the bathroom once and jacked off under his blanket a second time but had thought of something really boring the other times!

We reached the car and he grabbed me and pulled me towards him.  He said that he'd missed me and gave me a passionate kiss, I could feel his hard dick pushing against me and I could feel my juices running from my cunt.  We got into the car and I carressed the bulge in the front of his pants.  i quickly looked around to see if it was busy and then unzipped him pants to let his 9 inch cock out.  Man it was beautiful, I leanred over and took him in my mouth and drove my mouth up and down that black monster while searching for my clit.  It didnt' take long for him to cum and shoot right into my mouth.

I sat up and started up the engine, paid and got out of there.  As we were driving Paul started rubbing his hand up and down my leg and went further and further up until he got to where my panties should have been.  I saw the twinkle in his eyes as he realised that I didn't have any panties on, "it will make life easier when we get to my apartment," I said winking at him.

He started to rub the crotch of his pants, "I'd better get thing fired up then hadn't I," he grinned.  He asked me what I intended on doing when we got home.  I told him in graphic detail and needless to say that we got home in double quick time.

We left his bag in the car and ran up to my apartment.  I opened the door and as he followed me in and locked the door I lifted up my skirt and leaned over the back of the couch.  "shove that rock hard dick up me now, I'm so wet," I commanded.  He didn't need telling twice and free'd his dick from his pants, which was now a rock hard 9 inches, and rammed it in my dripping cunt.  He grasped my hips and thrust deeper and deeper each time until the whole 9 inches was buried in me.  He slipped his hand around the front and started to rub my clit, but honestly there was no need.  The fact that I had his dick in me was enough for me to cum like I'd never come before.

Paul shot his load into me and we collapsed onto the floor.  "Well that was some welcome home," Paul panted.  I looked at him and told him I hadn't finished with him yet.  I moved so that my bush was level with his mouth and my mouth was level with his dick.  "OK, last one to come buys dinner," and I started to suck his dick.  I moved my mouth up and down and swirled my  tongue around his head while cupping his balls.  He in return was going from my clit to cunt sucking up my juices.  while his tongue was in my cunt his thumb was circling my clit and while his tongue was on my clit his finger were in my cunt.  I felt his balls start to tighten and knew he was about to shoot his load so i slowed down and started to grind my hips against his head.  I came first dinner was on him, I then used my hand to take up where my mouth had left off as I whipped him up and cum shot down my throat.  i swallowed every bit.

We lay there for a while and decided that we should probably take a shower. i let Paul go first, well he had been on a plane for 9 hours but couldn't resist joining him not long after.  I soaped and massaged his muscled back then made sure everything was clean and he returned the favor.  By now he was hard again and his dick was nudging at my stomach.  i turned around and gave him the ok wink and he grinned, he soaped up his dick and gently began to insert it into my butt.  It hurt at first but then I thought that I was going to explode right then and the pain went away.  He thrust while he was cupping his balls and I was circling my clit and we came together.  We cleaned ourselves yet again then got dressed and went out to dinner.

We sat opposite each other in the restuarant - but hey that's another story!

Housewife Diaries

Jolly1 on Diary Stories

I'm starting this diary today, of all days...
because I've just found out that my husband
is cheating on me. As you can imagine,
I was a bit shocked but really- do I care?

He has left me alone for months at a time,
traveling about to sell steel engine parts for
automobiles to all of the major car production
plants around the nation.

I have had to keep myself entertained in whatever
way was available.
Now, for some perverse reason, the exposure
of his affair inspires me to document the things
I have done to find comfort in this small town,
in and out of my lonely bed.


First, Dear Diary, allow me to formally introduce myself.


I am Rena Denton. Wife of Howard Denton (afore ment

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ioned geek).
No children, no pets, no heart. Well, if I had a heart it broke
so long ago that I can no longer remember it.

I am beautiful, self proclaimed of course.
Men whisper it as they cum in me, but I don't always
believe that. I wasn't always a whore, you know. But
of course, you don't believe that, do you?

 My body is one that has always
attracted attention, from the time I turned 12.
My features ensure that once they get done looking
at my full breasts and tight ass, that they can't help
but stare into my icy blue eyes, or at my plump red
lips, or at my firecracker red hair.

But, that is enough about me, let us get down to the
reason why we're both here. For fucking. Plain and simple.

In April, the bathroom faucet broke. Hot water poured like a river down the drain.
When I phoned Howard, he told me to call a plumber,
that he couldn't do anything for me while he was in Wyoming.


A knock sounded at the door, opening it,
I was surprised to find a young man in tattered jeans
on my porch. I smiled, " Hi. Can I help you?"

"Uhh yea, I'm Joshua Grant, from Grant's Plumbing.
You called about a leaky pipe?" his eyes roved down to my slightly sheer bathrobe.

I'd taken the chance that I would get a semi-sexy plumber and
not a fat dump of a man with too little belt and too much ass crack to share.

"Well, I'm surprised, you seem awful young to own your own plumbing business."
 I grinned, spinning my long red hair back over one shoulder to allow
Joshua the full view.

"Nah, I'm the owner's son. Well, let's see what you've got going on,
 and see if we can get it fixed up."
He stepped into the house, I turned and followed watching the jeans
 stretch across a beautifully sculpted ass. The tear in his jeans on the upper
thigh gaped with each step,
 I could see a feathering of blonde hair against tan skin.
 The back of his head had a jagged scar running through
the dirty blonde hair.

"See, leaking like Niagra! " I laughed, tilting my head back to look into the
extraordinarily green eyes the beautiful man child had.

"Yeah, I see. It'll just be a few minutes, looks like your wall pipe has probably
 just been stripped out and needs to be replaced."
That smile again. He was truly tempting me.

"Ok, if you'll excuse me, I have to change and then I'll be right back."
I smiled over one shoulder, watching him watching my ass sway.

The bedroom was just behind the bathroom, so I pushed the door closed,
leaving it open just an inch or two,
should Joshua be tempted to peek.

I hurriedly undid my robe, hanging it on the hook beside the closet door.
 I peeled off the thin nightie I was wearing,
and tossed it into the clothes hamper.

"Uh, ma'am, I have to run to the truck and get a bigger wrench,
I'll be right back!"

I heard his boots clunk out of the house.
I snuck back to the door and opened it a few more inches,
Joshua would be walking straight towards my room when he came back.

I stood in front of the mirror, my curling,
 copper hair pulled to the side, brushing it slowly.
My naked body gleamed white in the mirror, my upthrust nipples hard and aching.
The blush spreading from around them onto my chest
and up my neck. Curse of the redhead.

The curve of my abdomen and hips giving me a
woodland nymph's physicque. I smiled, he was mine.

I heard him come back inside then, heard his steps in the hall.
 Closer. Closer. Three more steps.

I heard his sharp intake of breath.
I turned, dropping the hair brush to the plush baby blue rug.

"I'm, I umm sorry." He turned his head to the side, but I moved forward,
I could see the bulge in his jeans, the flush on his cheek bones.

I leaned against the door frame, pulling the door wide so that he
 could see all of me. His eyes raced from my nipples to the thin fiery
red path of curls leading down to the juncture of my thighs.

He looked at my face, his look one of panicked surprise.

"How old are you Josh?" I whispered, my voice already husky
from desire.

"Um, I'm 20, ma'am." His eyes were now riveted to my breasts,
bouncing from tip to tip, his pupils dialated.

That little obstacle cleared, I leaned forward tracing my fingers
down his cheek, to grasp his chin, firmly.
I pulled until his gaze met mine, stepped forward to press against
 his tense frame. His hands shook as they came to my sides,
his palms were so hot they scalded my cool skin.

I licked his lips lightly, pressing my tongue against
the seam until he opened. Flicking my tongue inside
I could taste the Big Red he'd been chewing earlier.
His lips were soft, moving slowly against mine, his tongue twisting,
 tasting me as I tasted him.

"Touch me Josh." I whispered it softly against his mouth.
I placed my hands over one of his and slid it up to cup my breast,
 the tips of his fingers rough against my sensitive nipple.

"I've never...umm" He stuttered into silence as he stared at his
 hand on my breast.

"I know, it's ok. Come on." I gave his arm a little tug and
pulled him toward the big canopy bed in the center of the room.

My knees hit the back of the mattress, I relaxed letting myself fall back.
I held onto Josh's arm and he fell with me, landing with his knees on either
 side of my thighs. His face was so close I could see the blonde whiskers
lining his jaw.

I arched my back, pressing my breasts against the slightly rough t-shirt he
 wore. I could feel some sort of spackling on it, scraping my soft skin. I slid
my hands between us, and he inhaled sharply. I traced my fingers down his
sides to tug at the hem of his shirt. Josh raised his body so that I could pull
the shirt off, and over his head. I threw it at the wall and heard it slide to
the floor.

A giggle escaped me at the sheer terror on the boy's face.


"Relax, baby. Get up and take your pants off so I can feel all of you."
I rubbed slowly against his swollen groin, could feel the shaft pressing
through the denim of his jeans.

Poor Josh, his mind must have shut down, because he still didn't move,
so I wiggled up and began unbuttoning his jeans. It must have triggered
some thought in his brain because he jolted back off of the bed and bent
 to tug at his boots hurriedly. He jerked off his socks and threw them at
the boots, then practically ripped his jeans off. When he got to his boxers he
 stopped and looked at me, the question still present in his eyes.


"These too?" he croaked.


 I nodded and smiled. His boxers fled faster than anything else,
 but he simply stood beside the bed once they were off and stared at me.
 I crawled to the edge of the bed, my plump breasts swinging like pendulums
 as I reached for his rigid cock. He was truly beautiful everywhere, the light
blond faded from his flat dusky brown nipples down to a thin line that
crowned above his impressive tools.

 I traced my fingertips across the head of Josh's surprisingly thick cock.
Leaning forward, I licked it lightly, hearing his gasp I

smiled and sucked the mushroom tip into my mouth. His hands went to my head
and he pushed them into my thick hair, holding my head softly.


Swirling my tongue under the ridge around his cock, I felt him tense and
groan. I knew that he was probably too close to cumming to continue my play.

I pulled away and saw a sad look of disappointment cross his face.


"Just a minute sweetie, we need a few things. Come lay down." I patted the
bed invitingly and went to the small stand beside the bed. I pulled out a thick

black band made of elastic, a condom and a bottle of liquid KY.

Kneeling in front of the prone Josh, I began to thread the band around the
base of both his cock and balls.



"What is that?" he whispered.



"Just a little something to ensure things last as long as we'd like."
Finished with sliding the ring around Josh's thick cock, I began licking the tip playfully,
his groans urging on my naughty play.



I leaned back, unwrapping the condom and stretching it with my fingers. He
grinned, boyish now in his glee at finally getting laid. I drizzled a thick line of

the KY down his cock, coating it like a beautiful glazed donut.

"Aaaah! It's so cold." He pushed his head back into the pillow, clenching his

hands in the satin comforter.

Rubbing my hands back and forth along his cock, I proceeded to warm up the
 lubricant for him. As I fisted his swollen cock slowly, I slid the condom over
and down his throbbing shaft, stopping only when the ring of latex hit the
base of his phallus.

Eager now and panting for long awaited sexual release, I mounted him,
holding the tip of his cock to my soaked pussy. He half sat up, gasping as
 I surrounded him, his tanned hands coming to my swaying breasts.
 He clasped both of them, as if to steady himself,
but only moaned when I drew myself off and then slammed back
down on his cock.


Pressing his face to my aching nipples, Josh began to suckle like a hungry
child. I swung my hair back to allow him breathing room, and began to
bounce, rapidly on his prick.

"Fuck me Josh. God, just like that! Suck my tits, aaaah! Oh fuck, oh fuck me!"
 The throbbing in the slick walls of my cunt was too much I bucked,
twisting my fingers in his short hair, and pulling, as I screamed my orgasm to
the ceiling.

"Oh god, please, I'm gonna cum..ugh" He groaned and thrust wildly
into my spasming cunny, trying to cum but not yet realizing that the thick band at
the base of his tools was preventing his release.


"Not yet! No! Don't you dare stop!" I screeched at him, unable to hold back
the second flood of my juices.


"God damn you!" He bellowed, grabbing for my hair, and jerking my face down
to his. The fever glowing in his eyes should have frightened me, but I knew I
still had control. Reaching between us I tugged at the thick, black band
causing his frustration. When it popped free, I pulled my hand away,
seeing to my horror, the condom also twisted about my fingers.


" Josh, stop, the condom! Stop!" I tried to pull away but he was a man and
not a boy. I struggled but he grasped my hips, his fingers digging
into the sensitive white flesh and bruising.

"No you whore! I'm going to cum! Aaaaah fuck!" He rammed his swelling shaft
into me once..twice, harder than before. Then the white hot heat of his cum,
splattering out onto my fuck stretched cunt walls stopped all logical thought.




For a moment, I lay atop his chest, panting- trying to understand how things
had gotten so completely out of control. Then I slid from his limp grasp,
and stood on the carpet beside the bed.


I picked up his boots, clothes, and threw them at him, earning a satisfying yelp.

"Get out! Now! Get out of my fucking house!" I screamed like a shrewish fishwife,
something I never wanted to be.
He jumped from the bed, mumbling something about crazy bitches.

I chased him from the room, squealing at the top of my lungs.
I slammed the bedroom door behind him, and heard
 the front door slam a few moments
later.
After that, I could hear nothing for my own sobbing.


That is when it all began, with a half-man, half-boy child who came inside my
body, marking me a whore. I realized afterwards that the semen was not
nearly so much my problem, as the allure and shame of being a whore. I wanted it.
Every man, every cock, I wanted them all.

Another tale tomorrow my dear, dear diary.

 

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"This is wrong"

BabyCricket on Diary Stories

I guess this is my means of introduction: My name is Karri, (I’ll withhold my last name for my protection), and I currently live in Los Angeles, Ca. I’ve lived here for about 5 years now and I am the most beautiful person you could ever meet. No, seriously, I am. I am about 5’9” about 120 lbs of tits and ass. I am pale for someone who lives in Cali, but I am beautiful nonetheless. I have 34 DDD breasts and long black hair with piercing green eyes. I would say that I am a slut, but I do know how to fuck like no other woman in the world, and there are a lot of men, and women, who would vouche for that.

          I have a whole life of stories to

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tell you about, but all of it started when I fresh out of high school. Then, I was dating a man named Allen, but I was in lust with a teacher I had in high school. Brick. He was a very good friend of mine and we continued our relationship after I had graduated. We both listened to the same music, so we often went to concerts together, without my boyfriend.

          There were a lot of times in high school and I swore he was watching me and that he wanted me, but I was always dating Allen. See, I had come to this school to finish getting my diploma since I had left home when I was very young to follow my very rich boyfriend at the time… but he is a whole different story all together.

          Well, either way, we went to a concert on a rainy Sunday evening. We left early because the rain was so horrible. I had met him at his house and we drove his car there. By time we had made it back to his house, it was very late and it was pouring down rain. When we pulled up and grabbed my stuff and started to head out the door. I had always wanted Brick, but I had never pushed the envelope with him. I was trying to be faithful to Allen, but something in me couldn’t be. Just as I started to open the door, I asked him politely, “Hey is there any way that I can use your can, I have to piss like no other.”

          “yeah, no problem Karri, lets run in so we don’t get any wetter.”

          We dashed in the house and he showed me to the bathroom. After I came out, he was stripping off his wet jacket and shoes. I smiled and said thanks, by then, I was just going to back out of it. I knew he could see right through my shirt and my nipples were very hard. I walked over to him and gave him a hug, which is something we always did, and he hugged me tight.

          My heart started to pound as I withdrew from him. I couldn’t do it. I was too weak. I guess he took the message I was trying to send and he grabbed me and kissed me roughly. I kissed him back. He pulled away, “no this is wrong,” and I kissed him again.

          By then I had started to feel sick, and very guilty. I pulled away and apologized and ran out the door. He just stood there dumbfounded and watched me as I drove away. I ended up circling the block and coming right back to his house. He must have went to bed because all of the lights were out in his house. I walked up to the door a knocked lightly. There was no answer. I turned the knob to see if it was unlocked, and luckily it was.

          When I walked in, he wasn’t in the living room. I walked quietly through the house towards his bedroom. I was going to get what I wanted, no matter what happened. His bedroom door was opened slightly and he was laid out on his bed. I could see his buldging erection and his hand masterbating himself roughly. Our little rondevous must have drove him wild. That’s when I knew that we were going to fuck and it was going to be fucking AWESOME!

          I opened the door and he seemed not to notice me. I walked to the side of the bed and sat down beside him. He jumped when he noticed me sitting there. “Oh god, I thought you had left.”

          “I did… but I had to come back. I didn’t mean to freak out on you like that, I’ve just never cheated on anyone before, and I felt a little bad.”

          “It’s okay, we don’t have to do anything, it was wrong of me to even let that happen, you are still a kid.”

          I smiled a little and said, “A kid huh? So I guess that makes you a child molester seeing as how our little kiss made you as hard as a rock?”

          He looked down as his still buldging erection and the back at me, “No, I just mean, that I don’t want to force you to do anythign that you don’t want to.”

          I smiled again and crawled up on the bed, “well, I guess that I will just have to show you that I do want to do everything that we are going to do tonight,” I crawled to him, with an evil look in my eye, and he just smiled back. Our lips met in a fiery passion and he pulled me to him. He viciously tore my clothes off and threw them to the ground. He fondled my breasts as if he would never touch anything like them ever again.

          My pussy started to soak my panties by then and I wanted him to fuck me so bad. There was no foreplay, he just stripped all of my clothes off and threw me on my back. “I have wanted to fuck you since the day that we met, and now I’m going to get to.” He ran his finger down my bare pussy lips and shoved one roughly inside of me, “Yeah, your tight as hell.” He kept finger fucking me until I was about to explode, “Oh baby, I’m going to fuck you like you have never been before.”

          “wait,” I said, trying to buy some time, “why don’t you let me suck you, cause I want to get a good look at the big cock of yours.”

          He just laid back in agreement and I moved myself to his cock. It wasn’t the biggest thing ever, probably about 8 inches long and a good inch and a half thick. I ran my tongue over the tip of his dick and tasted the salty pre-cum. He moaned deeply and I took him into my mouth, “Oh yeah, baby, take me into you throat. I want to empty my balls into your mouth.” Of course, by now, I was totally into it. Well, Brick wasn’t an uber attractive man, he was about 6 foot tall and a little overweight. He was just about the definition of a dork, but for some reason, the whole forbiddeness of the situation made we want him. Love handles and all. He was definitely a step down from my other lovers.

          From what I could tell, he was living out the fanatasy of his life. He was talking dirty, telling me that I was his forever, and all of the way too turned-on smut that men moan when you have them just where you want them. I took him deep in my mouth and he started to shutter. When I withdrew he reached down and pushed me back down on him. It was and awful feeling, him shooting his cum down my throat, that was something that I thought I would never feel. I was nothing but a fuck hole to him, and I was LOVING it!

          I let him abuse me like no other man had. I wanted to be used and hurt and I was loving it.

          Soon he released my head and I withdrew quickly to keep from passing out. It was all smiles and moans from him. “Hey baby,” I said trying to coorse him, “is that all I am getting out of you tonight, cause you’ve got my pussy all wet and hot, and I need a good hard cock to satisfy me, do you think that you can satisfy me?” He almost immediately went hard again. He lifted me back and laid me on the bed.

          “Yeah, I’ll give you everything that you ever wanted.” He said trying to catch his breath, “But first I have to know just exactly how you taste.” I wasn’t the type to let men eat me out, only my girlfriend did that, but I was so caught up in the moment I just let him have his was with me. The first few licks he made were very fumbly and awkward. When he stopped, I thought that he was going to stop for sure, then he dove into me furiously. I had never felt a man, or woman, suck my cunt like he did. Every deep, passionate tonguing he would give me would drive me almost to a climax, and then he would stick his tongue deep in my swollen hole.

          He continued to assault my pussy until I was just about to explode, “Oh yeah, come on baby, I’m about to cum!” He drove a finger in to me and took my clit into his mouth and I exploded all over his face. He quickly darted his tongue in and out of my pussy and ate every last bit of my juices.

          “Oh, you are just as sweet as I dreamed you would be,” he said sitting back, “now I’m going to give you everything that you’ve wanted for so long.” I felt a little light headed about then and that force of his cock driving in to me was enough to make my climax again. “Oh baby, cum on my dick, yaaaah…” He started to pound me hard and I was in total exstacy. My tits bounced in rythym with his stroke. He started to lift my legs up and push in to me deeper. His head was now directly on my g-spot and I was cumming so hard I thought I was going to collapse.

          I knew that he wasn’t going to last very long, it was too much for him to handle. He grabbed my ass and started to push me down on his cock. It didn’t take long before he pulled out and came all over my stomach. He rubbed his spurtting cock on my belly button, until he was good and satisfied. He rolled off of me and fell flat on his back. I guess that is what older men do when they get off.

          I just stood up and started to put my colthes back on. “wait,” he said, “don’t go baby. I know that you think you love your boyfriend, but we would be perfect together.”

          Brick, you stupid man. “Oh, please, it was a good fuck, but I have to go, my girlfriend’s waiting on me.”

          “You have a girlfriend?”

          I just laughed and walked out. I wanted to get back home and get cleaned off. It was going to be a long night, I could just tell.

Justin Earns a Living

hillarysmuff on Diary Stories

The bell rang, ending another day for Justin. The 16 year old junior hustled out of class and made her way through the crowded hallway. For most of the students of St. Mary's Private School, it was time to either figure out where the party was for the weekend, or to head towards the party. For Justin, she was the party, and it was hard work. It had been six months since her parents threw her out. Her older sister had been the gifted one, getting all the attention from the parents. Justin had always just been tolerated. Justin didn't hold that against her sister. Her sister had always been supportive and helpful. Things went downhill quick after Mandy left for college. The parents criticized everything Justin had done, and finally, things boiled over. Justin was a survivor, she had to be. S
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he made sure to stay enrolled in Private School and worked harder to get good grades. She convinced the school (it wasn't hard) that her parents had fallen on hard times and now lived in an apartment. Justin took on the burden of paying her own tuition, and rent. It wouldn't have been possible without a resemblance to her older sister and the state identification card she stole from her sister. With the card, she had been able to rent an apartment, and get a job. Her apartment was a mile from school. Outside the school doors, Justin did a couple of stretches, then took off at a jog. On Fridays she wore a T shirt under her blouse and shorts under her skirt. The blouse and skirt had been tucked in her bag before she began her jog. It took 11 minutes, but she was home. She quickly stashed her bag, freshened up, then picked up her other bag. She was at the bus stop a few minutes early for the 4:05 bus. On the bus she put on her face, only a bit of foundation and just a hint of eyeliner. It was a distraction as the bus made the half hour trip to the bar. Justin jumped off the bus, almost ready for work. She dashed through the doors of The Pussycat Lounge, signed in at the desk, then made her way to the dressing room. She took the lock out of the bag and hung it on the hasp of one of the lockers. She undressed completely nude, then checked her pussy in a mirror. She took out a razor. Using lotion, she made a last minute shave, leaving her pussy baby smooth. She slipped on a pair of black panties from the bag. She had purchased the bag from a dancer getting married, and leaving the work behind. She took out a matching bra, put it on, locked the remaining items in the locker, and headed out onto the floor. A quick walk around found a guy in a business suit who liked her. Justin talked with him about his work at a local petroleum firm while sizing him up. He stood nearly a foot taller than her at five ten, was very well groomed, had a wedding ring, and either was who he said he was or he was a vice officer. After twenty minutes, he did want a dance. Justin led him back to a VIP room, sat him in a chair, took off her bra, and started her dance. She straddled him, leaning in to let him see her nipples up close before sliding down his body, making sure her head dragged along his crotch. She could feel his dick hard against the fabric. She gave his dick a playful squeeze before she stood, turned, and backed into him. She ground her ass against his crotch, making sure to squeeze his dick with her ass cheeks. He squeezed her B cup tits, and played with her tiny nipples with his fingers. She leaned her head against his shoulders, ran her hands down his arms, then paused a moment before turning so that she was sideways in his lap. She leaned in so that one of her nipples came into contact with his lips. Just then, the song ended, and she asked if he wanted another dance. He said yes, and she did another dance, very similar to the first, only she let him kiss her nipples. On the third song, she let him suck on each nipple for a moment. Then he wanted a break. She put on her bra and they talked for a moment. He asked for a blowjob. She told him no. He made several offers, each more than the last, but she continued to say no. He agreed on one more dance and was good for only eighty bucks. The last she saw of him, he was heading off with another stripper. Still eighty bucks was a good way to start the day. She bought a coke, then was on stage two songs later. From the DJ, she had picked "Turbo Lover" by Judas Priest and "Maggie May" by Rod Stewart. On the first song, she threw herself into the song moving with every beat. Guys didn't come up to tip during the first song, she knew that. They always waited for the second song so that they could see her tits. That's why she threw herself into the song. It was a way to shake it in an eye catching way, instead of just rolling around the stage like the other dancers. As the strains of Maggy May started, guys came right up. She had ditched her bra at the edge of the stage. Each guy, for his dollar, would get an up close look at her ass and a closeup of her tits, before she would demurely take their dollar. She also received two offers to dance. She had to prioritize them. The first guy who asked was wearing a nice shirt and pants, looking mid twenties. The second guy was a Mexican with worn denim, bad teeth, and a beer smell to his breath. She picked the Mexican guy first. Just as she thought, he was only good for one dance. He just wanted to squeeze her tits and kiss her nipples. She took his twenty and looked for the other guy. The other said his name was Brent. He looked like he was just starting out in the corporate world. He too had a wedding ring. He talked of working at a legal firm. That was a red light to her. He might be vice, but then again he could be a paralegal. Either way, he couldn't be trusted. He got three dances, but she kept his hands away from her tits and she let him squeeze her buns once. Justin then had another hour before she had any other offers. Just as she did, the DJ told her to get ready. She picked her songs and talked to the guy for a few minutes. This time, she picked "Unforgiven" by Metallica, and "Almost Paradise" from the Footloose soundtrack. This time on stage she got eight bucks, and two offers. She had three clients lined up. It was time to get busy. The first guy who asked got the regular dance. He appeared distracted and was in a hurry. She took his twenty, and moved on to the second guy. She had to size him up on the way to the VIP room. He was an old guy. He squeezed her tits a couple of times, grabbed her buns, several times ran his fingers along the outside of her panties, but didn't try to enter. He was good for a hundred bucks before he either got bored, or had his fill. Justin then went looking for the third guy. He was talking to another dancer, so she went hunting. She found a guy who said he was a painter. He didn't have a ring, but his clothes, rough hands, and beard made him appear to be who he said he was. He was good for one hundred before Justin was called back on stage. He was also modest about touching her, looking at one point like he was about to burst into tears. For this trip on stage, Justin picked "Seperate Ways" and "Open Arms" from Journey. She earned eight bucks on stage, but got no offers. It was a little after 11. She noticed a short round guy walk in the door. He surveyed the room, then picked a spot he liked. She gave him several minutes before she approached him. His eyes lit up when he saw her. He looked like a lonely guy, and from the way he jabbered on, he was. There was something about him she liked, she wasn't sure what it was. When he paid for his drink, she noticed he had a wad. She also noticed he had a work pass from a company she knew. She asked him right away for a dance. The first song, he got the regular dance, but on the second song he lingered on her nipples while he squeezed her buns. When she turned sideways, he thrust his hands in her panties. She gave him a quck feel before she backed way. She bent over in front of him. He ran his fingers along the outside of her panties, feeling her pussy lips underneath. She felt him try to get a finger inside, but she turned again. She climbed up in his lap, placed her pussy right in his face, hooked her thumb in her panties, then gave him a look at her pussy lips. He stuck a tongue out, but she pulled away from him as she covered her pussy. She straddled his lap. He went right away went for her pussy again. This time, she held still as he gained entry. She leaned in. Whispering, she asked "You like that?" He nodded. For the next two songs he kept his finger in her as she just rocked back and forth, letting him suck on her nipple. She was getting excited. "Oh baby, I want to put my dick in you" he said. She backed off, figuring his total now at one hundred. "Let me see the money" she said. He paid her the hundred, then told her he had three hundred more. She did some quick math. She had made four fifty tonight, but after tipping out, she'd have four oh five. "Two hundred, in advance, now, and not here" she told him. "Where?" he asked. "You can't leave here with me, that would be too obvious" she said, "meet me down the street at the bus stop". "When?" he asked. "It will take me a little bit to check out" she answered, "you have to wait". "How can I trust you?" he asked. She showed him her pussy. He started to hand her the two hundred, but she remembered that they sometimes counted her money. She told him to keep the money until they met at the bus stop. She left the VIP room and headed for the DJ booth. "I'm checking out" she told the DJ. She produced her money and paid the forty five dollars. She noticed he watched her carefully. She went to the dressing room and changed into her regular clothes. She walked out of the club, saying "Good Night" to the receptionist and doorman. She walked towards the bus stop, knowing that it was just beyond sight of the parking lot. She kept a hand on a canister of mace, ready in case some guy jumped out. Usually, she hitched a ride with another dancer, hailed a cab, or sometimes took a late bus. That's why she knew it wasn't untypical for her to catch a bus, in case the doorman was paying too much attention. The customer met her at the bus stop. He was driving a recent Chevy Impala. Right away, she took the two hundred, then she gave him directions to a hotel a block from where she lived. She waited in the car while he paid for the room. Then, he drove to the room, smiling widely. He ushered her into the room, kissing her once they entered the room. Usually, she didn't kiss customers, but usually she didn't sleep with them either. She started to take off her top. "Wait" he said, "I want to undress you". "OK" she warily agreed. He was actually good at it. He carefully took off her shirt, then lovingly took off her bra, caressing her rib cage and squeezing her tits. She put her hands on his, leaning back into him. She led his hands to her shorts. He undid the button on her shorts and undid her zipper. He slipped his hands into the waistband of her panties sliding both garments down her legs. She kicked her sneakers off. She turned to face him. "Your turn" she said. She undressed him, grabbing his bare dick several times before she sat on the edge of the bed. She reached in her purse, taking out a condom. She saw a disappointed look on his face. "No glove, no love" she cooed. She put the condom on, then took his dick in her mouth. She grabbed his ass and thrust him into her mouth several times, then she scooted back on the bed until her back was to the bed board. She motioned him forward with her finger. He crawled on the bed, then lowered his head between her legs. She wasn't expecting this, and she didn't expect him to be good at it either. Soon, her head was swimming. She found herself cupping her tits as her breathing increased. She felt a jolt of electricity shoot throiough her as he stuck his finger in her. She started bucking her hips to meet his finger thrusts. She felt an orgasm coming. She screamed as she grabbed her clit. "Oh baby" she cooed, turning slightly. She repostioned herself, then said "go on". He was eating her out again. She was rocketing towards another orgasm. Her head was swimming, and she found herself bucking her hips. She was doing a little scream with every pant of breath. "Oh-oh-oh- OH OH OH OH" she said before screaming as another orgasm hit. "FUCK" she said, grabbing the top of his head. "You are good, oh baby, go on" she panted. He went right back to work on her pussy. She had never had sex this good. The two other guys that paid just stuck their dick in her and pumped. The guy from school had played with her pussy, then sloppily fucked her as he took her virginity. She had done it on a dare and didn't like it. The two guys that paid had money and manners. They just weren't good in bed. This guy, on the other hand was making her head swim and her pussy very happy. She was cresting her third orgasm when he suddenly sucked hard on her clit and circled it with his tongue. She felt something explode in her head. She screamed, back flopped several times and ended up on the floor where she convulsed on the floor while spasms ripped through her body. Climbing halfway up on the bed, she asked, "Where did you learn that?" "The Phillipines" he answered, trying not to giggle. She gave him a flirtatatious look, then climbed back on the bed, spreading her legs again. He went back to work on her pussy again. Justin couldn't believe she was getting paid for this. She was going to have to do something for him. For starters, she had lost track of time, and time wasn't important here. If he wanted to fuck her all night, she'd let him. She was well on her way to a fourth orgasm when he finally entered her. She saw the red condom enter her as his dick spread her tight teen pussy. She grabbed his head, planting her tongue in his mouth before she ran her fingers through his hair and started caressing his shoulders. Another orgasm was rising and hit. "Wait baby wait" she said, making him pause as the orgasm passed through her body. He finally came as her next orgasm hit. He rolled off her and took the spent condom off. He dropped the condom in the waste basket and reached for his underwear. "Where you going?" she asked. "Aren't we done?" he asked. "Not if you don't want to. Did you pay for the room all night?" she pointed out. "Yeah", he answered. "Then we have all night, now come here" she ordered. He crawled back to her and kissed her. "Don't I need a condom?" he asked. "Not if you don't want to" she said with a smile. ****************************************************************************************************************************************** The sun was coming up when they finally grew tired enough to stop. A knock at the door woke them up. Justin looked at her watch., it was a little after nine in the morning. "What time is checkout?" she asked. "I don't know" he answered. The knock came again, with a feminine voice saying "Housekeeping". "Come later" he yelled. She got up and began looking for her clothes. "Can you afford the room tonight?" she asked. "Well, yeah, but I can't pay you too". "If you pick me up at the bus stop tonight" she said, "You won't have to pay me. You give me an amazing night again, and next time we can do it at your place, so clean it up, ok?" She leaned in and gave him a kiss. "See you tonight at midnight?" she asked. He nodded. Justin had to hustle home. She need a nap, shower, and to get ready for work, which she knew started about three. Saturday was going to be a heavy day, but this time, she knew an amazing night lay ahead.

Bus Driver Fucks a Student

Venichi8 on Diary Stories

My name is Giselle, a Latina with a tight body covered with sweet olive skin.   My eyes are fiery and induce lust any man or woman they gaze upon.  I drive busses for my daddy’s   company when I need to earn a few extra bucks.  One cold night in January, I was assigned a senior high school trip, this is the story of how I made the best of it…

The students are loud and I drive and drive for an hour through the cold darkness.  I pull into the parking lot and all the kids stand up and file through the doors.  In my overhead mirror,  I had been keeping my eye on a cute broad shouldered  guy.  I figured how else am I going to keep myself entertained while the rest of his class is gone?  He is one of the last to reach the door.

To stop him, I say “Why don’t we check and see if there is anything left on the bus.”

Initially, he didn’t seem too thrilled about it, but I’m sure I could change his opinion.  He makes his way to the back of the bus and I getup from the driver’s seat and take off my coat to uncover a small tank top that squeezes my C-cup boobs into a nice, firm package.  My skin tight jeans rest below my hips and I expose my belly button ring.  He turns around and I pose against a seat and smile seductively.  He smiles back and realizes that he isn’t here to clean up the bus at all.

I sit on the back of a seat facing the emergency exit and remove my jeans.  My lace panties draw his attention and I spread my legs.

“I’m sure you won’t miss your little field trip if you stay here with me! Take off your pants…but first eat my pussy.”

He sat in returned to his seated position facing my waiting cunt.  He began licking my clit. He slowly and rhythmically messaged me before exploring my lips and penetrating me with his tongue.  He nodded his head forcing his tongue deeper inside of me while his nose continued to hit my clit.  His hands travel up my shirt and pinch my nipples.  I am flooding his mouth as he smiles at my taste.

I slide down to sit on his lap, straddling his legs.  My shirt is removed a he gazes upon my boobs under my lacy bra.  The bra is quickly discarded and my perky tits bounce free.  His tongue and lips suck on my nipples sending waves of pleasure pulsing through my body.  I rub his cock and can tell I will be pleased.  I ride it through his jeans and I can feel it harden.  Slipping through his knees, I kneel on the floor and unzip his pants.  He pulls his pants and boxers down and his very large dick springs free.  I rub his shaft then take his whole length, engulfing his penis in the warmth of my mouth. 

I need his cock in me now! A few more strokes then I return to my straddling position and slowly slide down his cock.  I vigorously slide up and down making him moan. I speed up and I approach orgasm. 

“Fuck me harder!” He begs.

I would not disappoint, he pinches my nipples harder and my pussy clamps on his dick.  Waves of pleasure overwhelm my body.  My hands remain holding the back of his seat while he continues to clench my nipples. 

Suddenly, I feel my vagina flooded with warm cum that hits the walls of my vagina taking me to my final orgasm.  I decrease my pace and feel some of his cum drip out of my cunt.  I collapse onto of him.  He pushes me to the seat next to him and begins to dress.  I offer to clean his dick off.  How can he say no? Once again I engulf his penis looking him in the eyes the entire time.

Finally, after his dick is clean enough for my standards he smiles and exits the bus.  I watch him return to his class to tell his friends how he fucked the cum slut bus driver.  I begin to finger myself and feel his cum.  I bring my fingers back to my mouth and taste the wonderful taste of sex. 

I wonder if he will tell how he left the bus driver eating his cum out of her pussy?

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