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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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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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