Silkys Diary

Dear Diary,

I had my high school reunion recently, and a subject was brought up that I’d long forgotten. Apparently, no one else forgot about it!

When I was a freshman in high school at the tender age of 16, there was a basketball game going on late one afternoon. It was an important game, and nearly the whole school turned out, including the staff and parents.

I was with a group of about 6 or 7 girlfriends, standing by the girl’s locker room just to the left of the crowded bleachers. We giggled as we watched the boy’s basketball team run to the side of the court where we were and we’d blow kisses and act like silly girls. The boys would glance at us, but mostly kept to the game.

One of the girls suggested that someone should moon them. Then another girl said no, someone should open her top and flash them, and it went on and on like this. Then, money came into it. One girl said she would pay $10.00 to the girl that was brave enough to flash her boobs, and the next girl said she would pay $10.00 to the one that would show it all. Finally, I ended up taking the bet as it escalated to $70.00 for a complete strip down and streak through the game. There was a great deal of excitement as we went into the girls locker room where I took off every stitch of clothing but my running shoes! I covered up with a dark blue windbreaker and stepped close to the courtside. I looked up at the bleachers and saw just about everyone I knew up there. At the signal of my friends, when the boys ran to our end of the court, I was to drop my jacket and run out into the middle of them.

My heart was racing with the anticipation of making history and a name for myself that would live on. I wrapped the extra large jacket tightly around me and waited for the signal.

Finally, both teams came running to my end of the court, all eyes on them and the ball. Once they got close to the basket, I dropped the jacket to the floor and dashed out into the game.

At first, there was complete silence as the crowd sat stunned. A few of the boys stopped dead in their tracks as I ran past them, sepentining through the players.

Then, a loud cheer erupted from the stands as all my classmates stood and waved me on. The basketball coach stood about 20 feet in front of me with his eyes popping out of his head. His whistle dropped out of his mouth and he spread his arms wide as though he meant to catch me as I ran past. He had a look of terror on his face and I knew in an instant that he was afraid to touch a naked teen aged girl, so I ran straight for him.

Just as I thought, he chickened out and pulled his arms back as I ran by! By then, most of the boys on both teams were in on it, and as I ran naked across the court, the  boys chased me and classmates chanted my name again and again. It was so AWESOME!!

Both coaches had regained their nerve and joined by some of the teaching staff as they all came out to chase me down. Here I was, 16 and an athlete trying to be caught by the overweight and elderly math and science teachers! They never even got close!!

I continued to run from one end of the court to the other because I didn’t know what else to do, but I knew that eventually, I was going to get caught. I realized that the boys on the teams were actually blocking me not from escaping the gym, but from the staff getting too close! They were cheering me on as well!

I finally ran right up the center court and stopped to spread my arms wide and smile at the crowd. I blew a big kiss to the crowd with both hands and stood there waving, giving a full frontal view of my naked body. It was time to face the music because there was nowhere to run. The spectators went absolutely wild and people came onto the floor as a giant melee broke out. A second later, I felt my arms being jerked behind my back and pushed up as I was subdued. I felt a muscular arm slide around my neck as the coach tried to cover my breasts, which were large and gorgeous back then, too! I was lifted off my feet and another man grabbed my legs and after someone threw a coat over me, I was carried off the court.

The court was filled with people, mostly students, cheering and reaching out to touch me as I was carried off, trying to block the coaches from taking me away. I laughed and thanked everyone.

I was sent home with a note explaining my actions and that I must receive counseling if I was to return. I forged my mother’s signature, of course, and got through the couceling sessions. After listening to my counselor tell ME why I did what I did, I finally just told him he was wrong. I told him the reason I did what I did was partly peer pressure, but mostly because I just love to shock people with the unexpected, and my body was very unexpected for a 16 year old. He quietly agreed.

After my 3 day suspension, (I was suspended 2 more times that month for other things) I was the school hero!

It was a story that was retold for years, and one of the first things brought up at the reunion, where some of the guys from the team said they remembered every detail of my body from that day. No wonder I received the “Most Likely To Be Remembered” award! I knew it wasn’t for my essays!

Dear Diary,

I was online awhile back and received an email by mistake. It was from a guy that lived two states away from me, that apparently was meant for someone named Lola. In it, he described how his friends had mentioned her to him and suggested he write. I read all the sweet things he had to say to what was apparently a practical joke played on him by his friends and my heart ached for him.

He spoke of this fictitional woman as though she were a vision of lovliness that cannot be imagined. He mentioned that his recent divorce had left him shattered and his confidence was lost. I felt for the stranger, so I emailed a short note back, saying how nice it was to hear from him. I gave him his Lola.

A few days later he emailed again, telling Lola how happy he was to hear from her, still clueless that his friends were playing him for a fool. I again wrote him back a short note, and we went back and forth like that for weeks. I wasn’t sure it was such a good idea to play along with it at first, and I hoped that sooner or later this unsuspecting gentleman would lose interest, but instead, he became more intrigued with the non existent Lola. He wrote of wanting to hear her voice and her laugh, and hinted at one day meeting.

Finally, after about a month, he asked to meet. Now by this time, I was a little intrigued myself. We had gotten to know each other and he sounded sweet and sincere. He told me his name was Jack, and he described his appearance as a grown up Harry Potter. I smiled…it made me wonder just how much magic he had in his wand! I described myself as Catherine Zeta Jones and a meeting was set. He was going to drive to my state for a date–one date–and I planned to tell him the truth about Lola and his friends then.

The next weekend, I put on a short white babydoll dress made of lace. The front was opened to reveal my round breasts, open to the waistline. The skirt was short and I wore white high heels that showed my naturally tanned legs with their muscular yet smooth curves. I drove to the city, to a sports bar called The Mahogany, and walked inside.

The place was crowded and I had to push my way through the crowd as I made my way to the bar. I was nearly there when a man brushed past me, his chest rubbing against my barely covered breasts and when I was about 10 feet away, I stopped and turned. That same man was staring at me through the crowd and his face lit up with a brilliant smile. I knew then it was Jack.

He was very attractive and I felt an instant desire for him. He was more than I had imagined. He pushed back through the crowd again as he made his way to me and reached out to take my hand. “Lola?” he asked.

What could I say? I only smiled and said “You must be Jack.”

We found a table and sat down, both of us smiling with both approval and relief. He really did look like a grown up Harry Potter! And he couldn’t take his eyes off me. We chatted for about twenty minutes when we realized that the waitress was never going to show up to our table. He seemed a little nervous but my easy going nature put him at ease. We laughed loudly and often.

He then said that the waitress must be too busy to notice us, so what should we do now? I smiled provocatively and spoke barely above a whisper as I suggested we go to his hotel. He was silent for a moment and seemed to be captivated as he stared back into my eyes. I reached across the table and lay my hand over his, and at the same time, I slipped my foot out of my high heel and caressed his crotch lightly under the table. I gave a squeeze with my toes and I heard him catch his breath. Then he stood up quickly and came around to pull out my chair for me. We walked out and left for the hotel.

Ten minutes later we were in his hotel room and sitting on the leather sofa in the adjoining room. He sat back and I was on my knees next to him, kissing his face and neck. I ran my tongue up his neck and stopped to suck his earlobe, and I felt him weaken. I stood up in front of him and I slid one shoulder out of the dress, then the other, letting the white lace slip down my body to the floor. His eyes drank in the details of my full breasts and followed the curves of my body. I stepped closer to him, the triangle of my white thong panties inches from his face. His hands came up and gently cupped my ass, pulling me toward his face.

I felt his hot breath through the fabric as he moved his mouth over my pussy, and I picked up one leg so he could go farther down to the center. Just the sensation of his breath on me was exhilirating! I slowly pushed him back against the sofa and leaned over to feel his hard cock, and worked to release it. A few seconds later, I had him in my hand with the insatiable need to taste him. I kissed him gently yet passionately, as I slowly kissed my way down to his throbbing dick in my hand. I squatted down with my legs wide open, showing the pink of my pussy as it began to drip cream, and pulled his cock into my mouth. I sucked him in a slow rhythmic motion and listened to his soft sounds of pleasure. After awhile, when my pussy burned with the need for penetration, I stood up and took his hand, leading him to the bed in the next room.

I slipped off my thong and climbed onto the bed on all fours, like a wildcat stalking it’s prey. He hurriedly undressed and in a flash he rushed the bed, throwing himself onto me and held me tightly as he kissed me hard and ran his hands over my body. I could feel his heart racing and his breath came in short gasps as he kissed every part of my body. His lips left mine and found my neck, then my breasts, sucking them eagerly. I arched my back as I felt his dick slide into me slowly at first, then begin to pound into my pussy with a fierce need. I moaned and sighed, holding his hips tightly against mine, willing them to burrow deeper into my body, as I whispered urgently in his ear to fuck me harder.

He pushed himself up on his hands and we both watched our bodies unite as he slammed his pelvis into mine, then pull his dick out and slam it back in again. We later changed positions to doggy style, and he leaned over me and was fucking me wildly when I came hard. I felt the liquid explosion spray out of me, covering our legs. He pulled his cock out and I felt his tongue go in, and he licked all the wetness that dripped out of me. I turned over onto my back and he buried his face in my wet cunt, sucking up all the juices I had. I remember running my hands through his dark soft hair as he ate me again and again, hour after hour.

We tried many things that night, and had no inhibitions whatsoever. He fucked me in my ass, jerked off in my face until he came and  watched me lick it off, and drank from my warm fountain as I squirted countless times that night.

At some point, we got the idea to use a camera phone and take a few pictures, which I still have. By morning, we were exhausted, but wanted more. It was then that we made love, not fucked, as we held each other with a quiet desperation of two people who thought they might never see each other again. It was sweet and fulfilling, and afterwards I left him sleeping alone there, wishing I didn’t have to. I knew he was probably falling in love, but it was not with me.

He was in love with Lola.

Dear Diary,

What an exciting week this was! I have been having trouble with my computer and needed to have someone look at it, when I was struck with a naughty idea. I was telling all my wonderful men that I’ve come to know and love on cam chat, that I should bring a computer repairman over and attempt to seduce him online. Everyone thought it was a great idea, so I called the shop on Monday, and they agreed to send someone over on Wednesday.

Wednesday came and I went online in the early afternoon. I smiled as I listened to my fans tell me what they thought I should do to lure this unsuspecting man into my bed. What a fantastic imagination they have!

Finally, the doorbell rang and I went to let the repairman in, leading him into my bedroom as I explained the problems I’d been experiencing with my computer. He immediately sat down to work, and began pulling up the menu to access the control panel. I went to my bed, several feet behind him, and slowly got undressed. It was SO exciting to be stripping naked while this man sat with his back to me, completely oblivious of what was about to transpire!

I walked up behind him and asked him if he needed my help. He said he didn’t need anything, and answered my question without looking at me. I spoke again, and this time he glanced over at me as I stood by his shoulder and he caught sight of my breasts that were now brushing against his arm. He jumped back in his seat a little, and exclaimed “You’re not shy are you?!”

I laughed and said no, I was not. I placed my hand on his shoulder and he squirmed away, telling me he needed to work. I smiled and said he could work later, let’s talk right now. Again, I touched his shoulder, running my hand to his neck and massaging him. He lightly pushed my hand away and said he could get into trouble for this. I told him he had nothing to worry about…I would never tell. However, I neglected to mention that he was sitting in front of a camera for all the world to see!

I pulled his hand as I tried to get him out of the chair, and he pulled back. His resistance was weak, and I felt it. I pulled him harder, smiling my reassurance that he would not get into trouble. Eventually, I led him to my bed and stood him there as my hands fumbled with his jeans. His voice was strained as he reminded me that he thought I said I wanted to talk.  Of course, I said, just relax and we’ll talk….all the while I touched his cock through his jeans and then knelt down to nibble as I spoke. His nervousness was evident, but his resistance was even weaker. I could hear his breathing quicken and his words were less audible as he asked me repeatedly to stop.

I looked up into his eyes as I managed to get his pants down and watched him as he watched me take his dick into my mouth. I heard him gasp softly as I sucked him long and deep. I brought his dick to the back of my throat and he fought no longer.

I stood up and turned around and walked to my desk. He didn’t realize I was hitting the button on the computer that would take us to private and then I was back at the bed. I pushed him back onto my bed and I climbed onto him. He lay there staring up at me with a look of amazement in his eyes as he proclaimed that nothing like this ever happens to him. I smiled as I looked down into his eyes and assured him that it was happening now….

I kissed him gently, then more forcefully as my tongue reached into his mouth, giving him a taste of Silky. I rubbed my clit against his cock, dragging my full breasts across his chest with each forward movement and I felt him quiver underneath me.

I moved up higher until I was standing, holding onto the the massive leather headboard as I leaned my pussy into his face. He immediately opened his mouth, welcoming the wetness and heat as I thrust it toward him. I felt his lips close around my pussy lips, sucking them eagerly. I softly cried out as I then felt his tongue slide into me. I moved my body against his face, stroking myself on his tongue that he held out for me.

I was lost in the feeling of his expert moves and I gave myself to him, this stranger that I had attempted to seduce. It seems that he was now seducing me……

I arched back, taking in all of him that I could, moaning loudly as I felt his tongue move from my clit to the pink of my inner pussy, than back out again. His hands reached up and squeezed my breasts, pinching and twisting my nipples in the way that I love. I slowly crumpled back down on the bed as my knees grew weak, and he followed my every move, never removing his tongue from my body. I lay on my back now, and he climbed on top of me, where I sucked his dick again. Together we lay in the 69 position, both eating and drinking from each other’s body.

He sat up and grabbed my legs and swung them over his shoulders. All inhibitions lost, he drove his hard cock deep into my pussy as my hips hovered in the air between us. I felt him drive it in and pump me while his hands held my bouncing breasts. He moaned as loud as I did, and grunted when he found the strength to force his way in deeper.

We changed positions several times, and I was on my hands and knees while he fucked me from behind, his dick in my pussy and a finger in my ass. I felt the orgasm starting out slowly, then quickly build as I raised my ass up high into the air and came–squirting several ounces of hot liquid all over his hand and dick. He exclaimed that he’d never seen anything like that before! I stayed just like that, on all fours with my ass in the air above my head, while the hot juices continued to flow out of my body and spread across my bed.

A moment later, I was back on top of him, rubbing my hot clit against him, wanting him to fuck me as I needed to be fucked. The sounds of my wetness as I slid back and forth were loud, driving us both into a frenzy of desire that must be satiated. Again his lips found my pussy, tasting the creaminess of Silky. An hour was spent sampling each other’s body and limits. Finally, I begged him to go as I had other obligations in which to attend. He kissed me one last lingering kiss as he left my bedroom.

My wonderful fans have asked me to call him back for another show… and I must admit, I would like to have him back, this stranger repairman. But I cannot help but wonder as I think about all the levels in which he had me that day….just who seduced who?

Dear Diary,

My, what a busy week! My editor had set up a meeting for the staff writers to meet with a gentleman that was to show us a new computer program that we would be using. I was there along with the other 7 writers, all but two were women. We sat in a restraunt and discussed the new program over lunch, and I noticed the gentleman kept glancing my way, and seemed to have a difficult time looking away.

As the meeting continued, I could see the attention he paid to me. His eyes scanned my face and my lowcut green top. He was an older man, maybe in his 50’s, and seemed like a soft spoken and mild mannered man. I smiled to myself. I felt certain that he had never seen anything like me before and I knew that he was just the kind of man I would love to corrupt! Probably hadn’t had sex in awhile…and nothing exciting, I ‘m sure. I imagined the most he’d had was his wife when she allowed him in her bedroom! I kept smiling as I watched this soft spoken man carry on, and generating heat that I’m sure he felt.

Once the meeting was over, the Writer’s staff sat around and talked. About that time, the computer programmer walked down the long hallway towards the restrooms. I got up and followed.

I went into the ladies room and stood in front of the sink as I looked at myself in the mirror. I knew the door to the men’s room was directly across from my door, and when I propped the ladies room door open, I knew I could be seen from behind, and the reflection in the mirror of my front.

I unbuttoned my blouse and opened it wide, revealing the lacy white pushup bra that held my round tits up high. This particular bra was low, and the top of my areolas were exposed. I heard the hand dryer from the men’s room come on, so I turned and opened the ladies room door, propping it open with a trashcan. A few seconds later, that door opened and the computer programmer came out and stopped in his tracks. I stood only 6 feet away from him with my half exposed breasts for him to see. He gasped and I smiled, then I leaned on my hands on the counter top, letting him see my breasts move in the mirror. His eyes followed them, then I straightened up and arched my back, letting the flaps of my blouse slide apart, revealing all of my midsection. He stared, unable to move as I continued to pose in the mirror for him as he watched from behind. Then, I turned around and leaned against the counter behind me, slowly pulling myself up until I was seated on it, then I slowly slid my legs open, so he could see the thin strip of lace that was pulled up high, my two plump lips on either side of it. His eyes went down to my pussy, and I felt myself creaming up at the excitment I knew he must be feeling. I saw him shift uneasily as a noticable bulge appeared in front on him.

I smiled provocatively and lifted one high heeled leg and placed it on the counter next to me, opening my skirt, thong and pussy lips even more. I took my finger and ran it down my lips, stopping to play with my clit, then traveled it back up to my mouth and sucked my finger.

He kept glancing nervously down the hallway. I think he wanted to run out of fear, but curiousity kept him there. I also knew he was looking out to make sure no one was approaching, so I became bolder. I waited until his eyes were back on me and I slipped one finger as far in as it would go, then pulled it out with just the tip inside, before plunging it back in again. He watched me finger myself with enthusiasm as I made low cooing sounds.

I finally slid off the counter and buttoned my shirt back up. Then, I smiled a knowing smile at him, telling him this was not yet over, then I pulled up my short skirt and turned around and bent over, feeling the tight fitting skirt hug my ass as the bottom of my cheeks were showing. I put my arm behind me, and caressed my ass, then used two fingers to find my asshole.

His face was flushed and his breathing was rapid as he watched me slide a finger into my ass. I held my fingers in place while I moved my body back and forth, back and forth, pushing away from the sink with my other hand. I stopped and pulled my skirt down and turned around to face him, still smiling. Then I beckoned him inside the ladies room.

He looked down the hallway again, nervous and unsure, but not wanting to pass up a chance like this. He took a step, looked down the hall, then took another step. In a burst of courage, he walked into the ladies room where I had backed into a stall. He followed, his eyes huge with both fear and excitement, until we were both in the hadicapped stall, large enough for us to fit comfortably. As soon as the door to the stall closed behind him, I could hear his ragged breath and see him trembling. I smiled up at him and reached down to grasp the wad of hot lust in his pants. He let out a moan while I caressed his lump, feeling it stiffen more and more.

I unzipped his pants and worked his hard cock out, while I kept telling him to be quiet…be very quiet. He nodded but every once in awhile a small sound would escape him when I stroked his cock gently. then, I looked him in the eyes while I lowered myself down and opened my mouth. I saw the look of amazment and gratitude on his face, and I savored the moment. I came close to the head of his dick and stuck out my tongue, flicking the tip. I kept eye contact with him as I did this a few times, then I licked the head hard with the flat of my tongue. Flick, flick, lick, flick, flick, lick.

He shuddered and I put my mouth tightly around his head, then slid him into my warm mouth. I kept my lips tight and he weakened in his knees as I savagely sucked him. I felt him put his hands on my head gently, handfuls of my dark hair in his fists as he pumped into me. He moved faster and faster, and I knew he was close. When I heard him groan and felt his balls tighten, I pulled my mouth away and let the stream of cum shoot me in the face. It splashed on my cheek and I opened my mouth to catch the last two spurts into my mouth. He watched my tongue drip with his cum and he shot again.

He leaned against the wall, eyes closed and his breathing still rapid. I used tissue to wipe off his cum from my face, then I stood up. He opened his eyes and looked into mine and we both smiled.

I stood at the door to make sure that he could get out without being seen, and as he walked down the hallway, he glanced back at me.

“Put that in your program.” I said sweetly.

Dear Diary,

Last weekend I decided to take my car to the local car wash. It was dust covered and I wanted it to look good for a meeting I had with a bookstore that was considering carrying my book.

I was dressed in a white long sleeved blouse that had a high neck to it, but a peek a boo triangular opening in the front that showed cleavage. It was tucked into a tight pink skirt that hugged my hips and ass and white high heeled pumps. The writer in me is a professional when it comes to meetings, but the woman in me never underestimates the sexual interests of a man. I can play both cards at once.

I got out of my car and went to put coins in the slot, when I saw two men standing near a huge pickup truck watching me from the gas pumps. One guy slapped the other guy on the shoulder and nodded towards me and they both stared. I ignored them as I always do and proceeded to rinse off my car.

A black mercedes pulled up at the gas pumps and a well dressed man got out. He was using his credit card at the pump when he noticed me. By then, I was bending over to rinse my tires and knew I was giving these guys a thrill!

I started sudsing up my car and used the long handled brush in long stroking motions to scrub my car. I reached as far as I could, standing on my toes and leaning over, then squatting, then stretching, all the while, the mist of water sprayed around me in an erotic steamy cloud.

When I knew all three men were not going to leave until I was done, I really turned it up! I spread my legs about two feet apart, and bent over with my knees straight and my ass up and out while I sprayed the undercarriage. I  reached over to scrape a speck off my windshield, and pressed my breasts against the wet glass, spreading them into two huge mounds of tanned skin.

I finished rinsing my car and put the hose away, being sure to rub my hand up and down the nozzle a few times before putting it up. The visual was not lost on the men. I’m certain each one had a hard on that was not going anywhere! I walked past them on the way inside the gas station, and I could feel my erect nipples poking through the wet shirt. All eyes were on my visible brown areolas that showed through the thin white top, and my breasts swayed and bounced with each step. The wet mist made my skirt cling tighter to my body, and my sexy walk made every head turn.

I went inside and bought a cup of coffee, then returned to my car. I opened the door and pulled up my skirt, revealing a bronze colored thigh as I slid in the driver’s seat. Actually, I like to think no matter where I am, I’m in the driver’s seat!

I glanced over as I reached for my seatbelt as saw all three men still standing there watching. The distinguished looking gentleman in the mercedes did manage to put gas in his car, but the two younger guys hadn’t moved! They just stood there with their mouths open!

I smiled at them and saw the older man smile back as the spell was broken.I remember noticing his red silk tie against his dark blue suit. He was nice looking. I drove off and searched for the bookstore where I was to meet and found it. I went inside and the lady behind the counter led me into a very nice office and offered me some coffee. I politely refused and sat in one of the tall backed leather chairs and crossed my legs as I waited for the owner. I thought about my experience a half hour before and laughed to myself. I loved having this effect on men! I love turning an ordinary task into a sexual game.

I was lost in my thoughts when the door to the office opened. In walked the well dressed man I had seen at the gas station! We both froze for an instant as we recognized each other, then he reached to shake my hand. He went around his desk and sat down, never losing his wide smile.

“Have we met before, Miss?” he asked good naturedly.

“No, sir. I believe I would have remembered someone with such fine tastes.” I said coyly.

His eyes traveled from my eyes to my hair to my breasts and down my legs. I felt the weight of his sexual interest as he caressed my body with his eyes, never missing a detail.

“And I would certainly never forget such an elegant lady.” he said. “I hope I don’t sound cynical, but I never expected such a lovely woman to be an author.” he said.

“Thank you.” I said. “I prefer to use my intelligence for a living. I use my body strictly for pleasure.”

He smiled wider. This conversation was going very well!

“And you certainly could.” he said as his eyes stayed on my breasts. “I remember you from the car wash. Your body brought a lot of people pleasure!”

I laughed as I opened my legs to cross them in the other direction. His eyes shifted downward and he licked his lips. The sexual tension was electric. I felt my cunt getting slippery and my eyes took on a playful and sensual stare directly into his.

He was nice looking; about 45 or so, graying at the temples. His dark suit was the epitome of good taste and his cologne was tantalizing. I realized I was breathing heavier.

We discussed my book and the terms under which his chain would carry it. Several times we both lost track of what we were saying because we would get lost in our thoughts that were undoubtedly sexual.

I stood up and paced as I spoke, giving the synopsis of the story, and I saw his eyes tracing my body. I gave my presentation beautifully, then stopped directly in front of his polished desk. I placed my hands on the corners and leaned over, feeling my large breasts pushing forward into the opening at the front. His eyes drank them in.

“That, sir, is my oral presentation. I hope you liked it. I’ve always been somewhat gifted at oral.”

His eyes locked onto mine and the game was over. As two intelligent professionals, there was protocol to be followed, but now, it was time to do something.

“That, I’m certain, goes without saying.”

I leaned over farther and whispered only inches from his face.

“If you would like more of my oral presentation, I would be happy to,” I said as I started to pull my blouse off over my head. “Or I can give you a visual presentation, if you prefer.” I said as I unhooked my bra and tossed it on his desk.

He slowly stood up and came around his desk, his mouth opening in anticipation of kissing mine. He pulled me in his arms and his hands held my ass firmly against him. We kissed passionately for a few minutes, before I dropped down and gnawed his hard cock through his suit pants. His hands trembled as he opened his pants and his fat cock popped out, already swollen and throbbing. I cupped my lips around it and pulled it to the back of my throat. He moaned gently and his hands ran through my dark hair as I sucked him long and deep. A few minutes later, I was throbbing with my own need and I stood up and turned my back to him, pulling my skirt up and my panties down as I beckoned him to come inside. I heard him groan softly as he put his hands on my hips and began working the head of his thick dick into my tight and wet crevice. He slid in a little at a time, and the sensation was incredible! Little by little, his cock went deeper and I was so wild with urgent need, that I pushed against the leather chair with my hands and rammed myself back into him, feeling his cock at the ceiling of my body. We both shivered and moaned, then he began a slow rhythmic motion that grew faster and faster. He whispered in my ear how he had watched me at the car wash, wanting to run over to me and throw me over the hood of my own car and fuck me as the suds and water sprayed around us. He described what he felt when he saw my tits press against the wet glass and when I walked past him on my way inside the station. The need burned so deeply, he said, that he was touching himself as he drove away.

 He was holding most of my body weight in the air as I was bent over, and I reached my hand under me to grasp his balls. I felt them tighten up in my hand and he stopped pumping as I felt a familiar warmth spreading inside me. His cum filled me and some was running down the inside of my legs. He pulled out and I heard him adjusting his suit as he clothed himself fully, but before I could get my panties up and my skirt down, he gently pushed me over more until my face was on the leather chair in front of me and I felt him pull my ass apart as his tongue found my pussy. I made a small sound of surprise as I felt his warm tongue flick at my clit, then find the center of my pussy and suck out his own cum!

I stayed bent over as his finger found my ass and his tongue kept pressure on my clit, sucking and licking it eagerly. I felt myself coming as his one finger in my ass became two fingers, and I let myself relax as the explosion of pleasure ripped through me and I felt the warm gush of my cum spray out behind me. He didn’t even seem surprised! He pulled my ass apart farther and lapped up the liquid as it poured out of me. Even after I stopped squirting, he stuck his tongue in as far as he could to drink up any last remaining drops!

I dropped onto the chair and he collapsed with me, holding me from behind as our breathing finally slowed. It was awesome!

We finished up our meeting while I dressed, and he said “I must say that for a dull meeting with a dull author, I’m pleasantly surprised that you’re anything but.”

“Thank you.” I smiled, then I turned to leave.

 ”There’s never a dull meeting with Silky.”

Dear Diary,

Another incredible adventure to tell you about! I spent an afternoon in my living room with several changes of sexy clothes and lingerie and my camera. I thought it was time to update my photos, so I bought some new things, including sex toys, and turned on some sexy music, poured myself a glass of wine and set to work.

I set up my camera and used the timer as I got down on all fours and had my picture taken from all angles. I posed with one leg up on the arm of a chair, showing the inner flesh of my thigh and ass. I took pictures of me cupping my breasts and licking my nipple, and in some I bent over and spread my ass open wide.

I had a great time! In some photos there was a hint of my dark brown areolas peeking out from a tight fitting top, to the bottom of my ass cheeks showing from under a tight skirt. I laid down on the floor with my legs straight up and open, and nothing but my hands covered my naked body. I sucked a dildo in some, squatted inches above it in another, and even took some showing complete penetration in my pussy and ass. I had dozens of super hot sexy pictures, and I was only warming up! I went into the kitchen to pour myself another glass of wine, when the doorbell rang. I was wearing thigh high leather boots and very small leather shorts with an even smaller leather bikini top. My breasts were way oversized for it, and the curves could be seen bulging out from the top, the sides and the bottom of it. I didn’t want to take the time to change, so I answered the door.

There was a UPS man standing there with a clipboard and a package in his hands. His eyes widened considerably when I opened the door! He stammered for a minute and finally managed to say that he had a package for me. I smiled sweetly at his reaction, but then told him I hadn’t ordered anything. He read the address off the list and it was correct, but the name was wrong. I said it must have been the previous tenant and he agreed. He seemed reluctant to leave, and I was feeling both tipsy and playful, so I invited him in while I looked for her number that she left with me upon moving out.

He came inside and stood in the entryway while I walked toward my bedroom. He was noticing the camera on the tripod, and all the sexy clothes and toys scattered about. I went to my desk and searched for the old tenant’s new address, and was very aware of his rising heat from there. I bent over to open the lower drawer and spread my legs open as I did, so he could see my ass in the leather shorts. I turned around and saw him a few feet closer into my living room, his eyes still wide with disbelief. He was holding my 8 inch dildo and looking it over curiously.

“Watch it,” I said with a sly smile. “That thing is loaded. They tend to shoot off unexpectedly.”

He set it down quickly with a look of embarrassment on his red face and cleared his throat. I walked toward him with a piece of paper with the information he needed. All I had to do was hand it to him, but I still wanted to play. Just as he reached for it, I shoved it into my leather halter top and said “If you want it, you’ll have to get it.”

He paused for a second. I could sense that he wanted to play, but was unsure if this might not be a setup. He looked around nervously, then back to my ample breasts, spilling out of my top.

“There’s no one here.” I assured him. “We’re completely alone.”

I arched my back to push my tits toward him, beckoning him to take the note. My lips curved into a sly smirk, while my eyes burned with smoldering desire. I was on the edge of being drunk, and horney as hell form all the posing I had done. He backed away slowly, eyes firmly planted on my round breasts, but he never made a move toward the note. I finally backed him to the couch and he stopped. I moved up close to him, my tits pushed up against his chest. He stared down and I could hear him breathing heavily, but he still didn’t touch me.

“What’s the matter?” I asked in a sultry voice. “Are you afraid of me?”

“I don’t know you.” he said in a hoarse voice. “I don’t want to get in any trouble.” His voice trembled either with excitement or nervousness. Maybe both.

I lifted one leather booted leg and placed it on the arm of the sofa to the right of him. My pelvis now touched his groin.

“Look, I just need to deliver this package. If this isn’t yours, then I’ll send it back, no problem.”

“Of course,” I whispered. “It’s your job to deliver packages.” I reached down and gave his hardening dick a squeeze. “Maybe I want THIS package.” I squeezed again, feeling his dick stir in my hand. “Can you deliver?”

He tried to back up more, but was unable. He looked toward the door longingly.

“Alright.” I whispered. “I’ve never had to beg before. If all you want is the address, take it and go. If you want a little more, then untie my top and it can happen.”

He seemed to be thinking about it but I believe he just didn’t trust it. I can’t say I blame him. He was an attractive man, maybe 28 or so, and here I was coming on to him like a cougar in heat. As I pushed my pelvis against him, I felt his cock at full attention. He still didn’t move.

 I sighed and reached down my top and pulled out the note and handed it to him. I smiled sweetly and said “Friends?”

He smiled weakly and took the paper in trembling hands. “Ma’am, it’s not that this doesn’t turn me on, but we’re warned against stuff like this.”

I smiled as I slid my hands around his lower back. Again, my pelvis was fully against his crotch. “And exactly how many times has this happened to you?”

“Never.” he said with a strained voice. His eyes were on my breasts as they pressed up against his chest.

“And it probably never will again.” I whispered. “Now wouldn’t you hate to pass up a chance like this?” I squeezed his ass in my hands and pushed against his hard cock. He moaned and I felt him tremble.

“Okay.” I said, as I pulled away slightly. “How about a deal? How about if I do whatever I want and you don’t stop me? That way, you aren’t actually breaking the rules. Would you settle for that?”

He seemed to be thinking it over, but before he had a chance to change his mind, I unzipped his uniform shorts and reached one hand inside. I felt his body tense up as I pulled his dick out, watching it bob up and down straight out. I smiled at him as I stroked him in my hand, then I slowly lowered myself down, keeping eye contact with him, and licked the swollen head of his cock. He looked down at me, breathing rapidly as he placed his hand on the top of my head, and I opened my mouth wide to suck him in.

He closed his eyes as I sucked his dick, running my tongue from the tip of the head to the sac underneath him. I sucked one ball, then the other, then rolled his dick between my breasts as I titty fucked him. He watched in silence except for an ocassional whimper or groan, as I slid his dick between my tits. We both watched it roll and slide between my tight cleavage, where I would slide it up far enough to lick the head.

I sucked him off for nearly ten minutes when I felt him pushing himself into my mouth deeper and faster. He had both hands on my head now and his sounds of pleasure were getting louder.

“You are so fucking HOT…” he whispered. “Damn this is the best fuckin’ thing I’ve ever had happen.” He spoke as he pumped his dick deeper into my throat. “Oh, you are the best…”

He moaned and sighed as we both worked faster. I clenched his ass in my hands and pulled him to my face and he drilled his cock faster. “You are so fuckin’ awesome….” he said, before his voice got tight. “Ooooh, I’m coming…” he warned.

I kept his dick in my mouth, saliva dripping down my chin.

“I’m coming, I’m coming…..ooooh!!”

I felt a warm surge of salty cum fill my mouth and I swallowed it. I continued to suck lightly as he emptied the last of his sperm in my mouth. I slowly removed him from my mouth and stood up to face him. His eyes were closed and I kissed him, transferring some of his semen from my mouth to his. His eyes opened wide when he realized that I had spit his cum into his mouth, but once he tasted it, he smiled.

“You are incredible.” he said quietly. “I’ll never forget this.”

I smiled at him and slapped his ass. “That’s right, you won’t.” I said. “Maybe I should start my own UPS. It could stand for ”Ultimate Penis Sucker.”

He laughed and then we parted ways. I kind of like that idea, don’t you, Diary?

Dear Diary,

Although I like to think I have a healthy sexual appetite and many encounters to feed that appetite, I still love to masturbate. Of course, even my fingers sliding in and out of my pussy cannot replace the feel of a man holding me, kissing my body, and penetrating me to the very depths of my being. Still, I like to ocassionally wake up in the night and let my hands lightly touch over my nipples, stimulating them to erectness, then tracing lazy circles across my clit until I feel the need to slip them in. Sometimes, however, even THAT can go wrong!

One night I was lying in bed and couldn’t sleep. I lay there for half an hour and just couldn’t seem to shut my mind off. In order to relax, I started thinking about a man I knew but had never slept with. I was attracted to him, but he was married. I would see him every day at the park where we would both be jogging. I am not an inhibited woman, and I certainly have no trouble telling a man that I am attracted to him and would like to suck his dick, but married is a different story. I do not take what belongs to someone else.

Anyway, I was thinking about how his body moves as he runs past me in the mornings, remembering how his muscles flex as he pumps his body, and wishing he could be pumping me. I thought about his legs pounding the asphalt, sweat dampening his middle back, and wanting to see that strength and stamina used on my body. Every morning I would look for him as I jogged, my tight black spandex running suit hugging every curve of my body, and hoping he would notice. Hell, everyone else did! Yet, every day, he would show up and start running without so much as a glance toward me.

I imagined how he would feel against me, inside me, stroking his cock against the soft tight walls of my feminine vessel. I fantasized him kissing my neck, and running his wet tongue down to my brown nipples. I longed to taste his dick, and suck the cum right out of him.

As I lay there thinking about all this, I became incredibly horney. I felt my body tighten and my pussy grew wetter as I started to touch myself. I used one hand to hold open my pussy lips and the fingers of my other hand to tickle my clit awhile before sliding them in. I pushed my hips up into the air and thrust upwards, meeting my fingers as they slid in deeper. It felt good, but I needed more.

I reached over to pull out my favorite friend from my nightstand drawer. It was a 6 inch purple colored vibrator that I used at least 5 times a week. I slid it in, feeling my tight pussy welcome the friction. I plunged it in vigorously as my mind kept the image of me sucking that man’s dick. I moaned and sighed, all the while fucking myself harder and deeper. My excitement could not be contained as I sat up and got on my knees, placing the vibrator underneath me, then slid down on it. I pumped my body up and down on the toy, feeling myself shiver with need. In my mind I was bent over and being ass fucked by him, hearing him pant and grunt with the effort. I was wildly aroused and threw myself back on the bed, thrusting the toy in and out with ferverent speed as I approached my climax. I felt it starting, the electric force that spread through my body, making me quiver and cry out until it exploded out of me, my girl juice spraying out and drenching my hands and sheets. I lay there gasping and panting, feeling the weakness that overcomes me when I cum hard.

I got up to clean myself and my bed when I noticed something. The head of my vibrator was missing! I looked around on the bed and the floor, but could not find it. It struck me where it might be, but I couldn’t feel anything, so I wasn’t sure. After a diligent search, I knew it had to be lost inside my pussy.

A couple of days later, I went to see my doctor. We have quite a history together. He was my doctor for 5 years, and in that time he’s had to treat me for an injured clit when a man bit it nearly in two, clogged milk ducts in my breast where he had to show me how to massage them, explained why I would squirt during climaxes, and now this. He would always laugh and say he usually gets only elderly people with bone density issues, and I was definitley his favorite patient. He said he couldn’t WAIT to hear why I was there!

I sat there and explained that after I masturbated, my vibrator seems to be missing in action. He slapped his knee and laughed his ass off. He said he KNEW the story was going to be good. He then told me to undress and get on the table with my knees up. I obeyed and he pulled on his latex gloves and stood over me. He chatted as he slid two fingers in and probed me deeply. I tried to ignore it, but come on! I kept telling myself this was a doctor’s visit, but my pussy didn’t care. It was liking this!

He leaned against me as he shoved in deeper and I let out an involuntary moan. He stopped talking and we were both red faced. A few minutes of silence and then he said “I can feel it in there, but it’s pretty far up. I”ll have to use forceps.”

There was no way to retain any form of dignity. I was embarrassed by this and the idea that it was so far in he needed equipment to retreive it was even more humiliating! He tried not to smile and I finally said, “Look doc, it’s okay to laugh. When I fuck, I mean business.”

He burst out laughing! He held my lips open with one hand and used the forceps to reach in. His fingers were pressing down on my clit and it was like pushing a button. Instantly I felt myself getting aroused and tried to fight it. This was my doctor, but I couldn’t escape the sensation of him holding open my pussy, his face so very close to it. I felt myself dripping pre cum.

He worked the forceps in and as he spoke, I could feel his warm breath on my pussy. He moved his hand that held my lips open, and as soon as he slid his thumb across my clit, I started to cum.

I gripped the sides of the table and arched slightly, tensing my body. He immediately understood what was happening and pulled out the forceps. He kept his hand on my pussy, though, and I felt him rub his thumb across my clit several times, watching my reaction. I felt the orgasm swell inside me and I held my breath to keep from making noises and again, he brushed my clit. He watched silently as I let out my breath with a long sigh and my hot cum poured out of me and over his hand.

I closed my eyes and relaxed. When I opened them, he was wiping a big wet spot off his white coat and grinning. I sat up and apologized and started to get dressed. I then thanked him for his help, and he knew what I meant. He showed me a purple chunk of rubber that he removed from my pussy and told me I might want to slow it down next time. Then he smiled at me and said “But I think that’s impossible, isn’t it?”          

I think he’s right.

(If you would like to meet Silky, please visit me at www.indoorsecrets.com)

Dear Diary,

What started out as a bad day ended up pretty nicely! I was amazed by how well it turned out considering how hot I was about the situation.

My son came home from school last week, very excited about football tryouts at his Junior High. I encouraged him to go for it, and after days of long practices, he tried out and didn’t make it. He was very disappointed and I felt awful for him. It was then he told me that his gym teacher, Mr. Daniels, didn’t give him a fair chance because he was smaller than the other boys. I was furious that my son wasn’t given a fair chance to prove his abilities and I sent a note asking for a conference. Mr. Daniels never responded to my request, setting me off even more.

I waited 3 days to hear back in response to my note, and after none, I called the school. I was told Mr. Daniels would be in the gym after school if I wanted to talk with him. You bet I wanted to talk with him!

I went to the school later that afternoon, much later than I intended. I worked late that day and went straight over there, not bothering to go home and change my clothes. I was still wearing a tight pink sweater and a long grey skirt with a slit up the front that stopped at about midthigh. Through that slit, the top lace of my thigh high stockings could be glimpsed momentarily. I parked and went into the gym, ready to do battle with the gym teacher.

I’m not sure what I was expecting, but he wasn’t it. I assumed it would be some barrel chested, balding bully of a man with a thicker neck than brain cells. Instead, I walked in and saw a tall man of about 6 ft 5, blond hair and broad shoulders. He was standing with his back to me as he worked on a volleyball net, and his ass looked absolutely delectable in those tight running shorts he was wearing. His legs were muscular and his back looked like something  I wanted to wrap my legs around. I stopped in surprise, and he turned around when he heard my high heels on the floor.

“Can I help you?” he asked in a deep voice. I noticed his eyes scanned my body quickly. I immediately felt a rush of excitement between my legs, but ignored it.

“I’m here to see Coach Daniels.” I said.

He smiled as he scanned my body again, pausing at the slit in the skirt, then again at my firmly packed sweater before he answered. “I’m Coach Daniels.”

“I wanted to speak to you about the football tryouts. And also about the fact that you did not even respond to my request for a meeting.”

He seemed confused and said “Ma’am, one thing I would NEVER refuse, is a meeting with a beautiful woman. I have not received any request.” he continued with his work as he said “If I had, I would have been all over it.”

I walked up behind him , close enough that I knew he could smell the scent of my perfume. He turned and we were face to face. I was more mad at myself because I came up here to fight, but I was finding myself turned on by this man. I took a deep breath to speak, and his eyes went down to my breasts as I spoke. He shifted uneasily and I could see his body responding to me. The lump in his tight biking shorts became bigger and I could see it plainly as it lay up against his body and the thickness of his cock was outlined through the shorts. I had a hard time keeping my eyes off it.

“Mr. Daniels,” I said. “My son may be smaller, but he deserves the same chance of any other boy to try out for football. I don’t think it’s fair…” I glanced down at his bulge and it was even larger than before “…that he not be given a chance to prove himself.”

When I finished that sentence, my eyes were firmly planted on his stiff dick and I guessed it to be about 9 inches. I licked my lips and tried to make eye contact with him, but he, too was focused on the slit in my skirt that revealed my lacy thigh highs. The air was thick with sexual tension, and it felt electric.

“Please come into my office.” he said thickly. “We can discuss anything you like.” He motioned me to walk ahead of him as he placed his long fingered hand on my lower back and escorted me.

We went inside the locker room, and towards a door at the back. There was a wall length mirror we passed, and I caught sight of him trying to adjust his growing cock. It excited me to see him touch himself, and I suddenly felt slick between my legs. When we reached his office and he turned around, I saw that the head of his fully erect dick was almost peeking out of the waistband! He was incredibly long, and the solid bulge of his balls were enormous! He leaned back against his desk, pelvis outward, and I sat down in a chair a couple of feet away from him. His tantalizing package was directly in front of my face and every few words, I would glance at it.

He listened and apologized for the misunderstanding. My son was given the same chance as the others, but Coach Daniels felt he would get hurt, so he chose to offer him a sideline postion, which my son refused. My son had also never given him the note I sent. I accepted his answers and apologized myself for being tempermental. He smiled and said it was nice to see a flaming beauty with a flaming passion. I smiled and the atmosphere changed. We had discussed our business and cleared the air, and I could feel that electric tension again. He felt it, too.

I crossed my legs and knew that he could see the little triangle of my panties as my skirt opened up more. His eyes went down and stayed there. We no longer disguised where our minds were. I sat straight up and let him get an eyeful of my large breasts, nipples now poking through the soft fabric. He licked his lips this time.

I uncrossed my legs and kept them open, about a foot of space between my knees. His eyes traveled up from my steaming pussy to my full breasts, then to my lips. He pushed himself away from his desk, and stood inches from where I sat, his luscious hardened cock begging for me. I looked up at him and leaned over, running my warm tongue from his balls to the tip of his rock like dick, right through his spandex shorts. He moaned loudly and hurriedly pulled his shorts down as he struggled to release his pent up beast, red with swollen need and held it out to me. I enveloped his 9 inch cock, barely able to get my mouth around it. I sucked him deeply, only pausing long enough to bury my face in his huge sac and feel his warm balls move over my face. He was ready to explode by then and he pulled me up from my chair and yanked my sweater over my head, then his mouth had my left breast covered, sucking hard, while his hand squeezed my right. He moved his mouth from one nipple to the next, licking and sucking and at one point, he wrapped his arms around me and lifted me off the floor. I wrapped my legs around his muscled back, just as I had imagined doing, and he whipped me around and threw me down on my back on his desk. He grabbed my legs and held them up and he savagely went for my pussy. He pulled my wet panties away from my body with his teeth and I heard them rip. He pushed my body up higher and dove in, sucking my clit and licking up my juices as they came out. I moaned in delight and after a few minutes of the best pussy eating I’ve ever had, he laid down on me with his face between my tits and I felt his gigantic dick slide tightly inside me. I arched my back and he thrust forward, reaching the top of me, and we both moaned again. He thrust again and again, fucking me on his desk. I looked to the side and saw our image in the wall length mirror and it got me even hotter! He saw me and looked at the mirror, and we both watched him grinding his hips against mine. With every deep thrust, we watched as he slid back and his dick was partway out before being slammed in again. We could see the juices dripping off him every time it slid out, and we could hear the grunts we made as he fucked me harder and faster, faster and harder. I felt myself coming and when he slid out, I came with a force that shot out at least 12 inches from my body. It splashed across his body and he buried himself into me one more stroke, then gripped my hips and held me against him as he emptied himself within me. We stayed like that, holding each other tightly on his desk, papers soaked and a puddle on the floor at his feet. When he pulled out, it was like a cork was removed and I gushed out more of my hot liquid. When we were done, we got dressed and I left without a word, but it was understood that there would be more ’sports conferences’ in the future.

I can hardly wait for baseball season…….

(If you would like to met Silky, please visit me at www.indoorsecrets.com)

The Eagle Scout was back in his tent, lying on his cot again and thinking about the encounter he’d had with the luscious dirty den mother an hour before. He felt his young cock getting stiff again at the very thought of her silky, silky, pussy. He tried to sleep, but just couldn’t get the image out of his head of the den mother holding herself open for him to see as she danced inches over his face. He licked his lips and could still taste her. His first time to even see a pussy, and the taste of it made him burn for more. His dick became so hard that he needed release right then.

The eagle scout crawled out of his tent and was determined to find the den mother and take what she had offered him before. As he was leaving, he heard a noise and turned to find his best friend Ryan standing outside his own tent.

“Where’re you going, Robert?” he asked.

“Shh. I’m going to find someone.”

“Who? Everybody’s asleep.” Ryan said.

“No, not everybody.” Robert said as he headed into the woods where he’d left her. Ryan followed.

“You can’t tell anyone about this.” Robert said. He walked as briskly as his stiff erection would allow. “But I fucked our den mother this morning.”

Ryan stared in disbelief. “You’re shittin’ me.”
“Nope. She came to my tent awhile ago and took me by the hand out here. She sucked me off and swallowed…then showed me how to eat her pussy.”

“How was it?” Ryan asked in awe.

“Silky.” Robert answered. “She was hot and dripped in my mouth like melted butter.”

The two came to the spot near the stream and found the den mother wading naked in the water. Even from this distance, they could see the dark brown nipples that stood at attention, and watched in silence as she cupped water in her hands and poured it on her tanned body. Her hair was slick back and wet as the rest of her. She laid her head back and let the water run down her face, her neck, and let it trickle down her plump satin breasts, then down her stomach until the streams of water met in the curves of her hips.

She slowly brought one hand down and slid it into the crevice of her middle body. Ryan realized as he watched her every move that she was completely shaven below. He could clearly see the lips of her pussy and felt a tightening in his own pants.

Robert could take no more watching from the sidelines, and boldly approached her while Ryan hid in the trees. The dirty den mother had awakened a sexual beast within him, and it must be fed.

The dirty den mother lowered her gaze and saw the eagle scout walking toward her, and her eyes immediately fell to his crotch, where his excitement was visible. She smiled and opened her arms to him.

Robert trudged into the cold stream that could not put out the fire that his dirty den mother had ignited within him. He grabbed her tightly, confidently, and kissed her hard. She responded by wrapping her arms around him, and slid one bare leg up and around him, too.

Robert stopped long enough to open his pants and drop them to his ankles as he grabbed her by the hair and pushed her face down to his swollen, throbbing dick. She complied and gripped his ass in both hands as she wrapped her perfect lips around him and slowly moved her head back and forth, back and forth, bringing him to the back of her throat. She only took her mouth off him long enough to bury her face in his balls and lick her way back up his shaft. The eagle scout threw his head back and let out a gasp as she sucked, licked nibbled and stroked his young dick with her lips and tongue.

She looked up at him with her big brown eyes and smiled. Then, she stood up and stepped back a few feet in the stream so he could take in her total nudity. She was in the shallowest part of the stream now and laid down on her back in the water and drew her knees up. He knew what she wanted.

He stood over her looking down, and could see her huge nipples poking up as she lay on her back, arms stretched over her head. He felt the enormous power she had shown and given him, and he lowered himself onto her.

He gripped her wrists and held her arms over her head as he felt himself slide into the warmest, tightest vessel. She moaned as he made slow love to her, and Ryan watched from the woods as his den mother wrapped her legs around his best friend.

The lovemaking became more urgent, more frenzied, as Robert pumped her harder and deeper. He had never known such extreme pleasure and thought he would burst.

“Oh yes, my sweet eagle scout,” the dirty den mother murmured. “Fill me up. Take this pussy and make it yours.” she whispered breathlessly.

Robert felt his world spinning wildly as he stroked her body with his body.

“You must last, my sweet boy. You must make sure your den mother cums first.” she instructed gently.

The eagle scout felt he was close and the den mother sensed it.
“No, my little man. You must make yourself last for your horney den mother. Pace yourself” she said “Or I will have to send you to the end of the line and it will be Ryan’s turn.”

So she had known that both boys were watching her in the stream and was openly revealing the secrets of her silky pussy.

“You wouldn’t want to have to watch me teach him the fine art of seduction, would you? This is for you, my favorite eagle scout. Don’t make me send you to the back of the line.”

Robert was learning so much and she captivated his passion. He understood the game now.

“Don’t try to fight me,” he growled in her ear. “I own this pussy now, so just lay there and take it. I’m doing you a favor giving you this cock.”

He saw the smile on her face and knew that he had pleased her. It excited him more.

“And don’t you fuckin’ say a word to anyone.” he continued fiercly. “I’ll come for this pussy any time I want, so just keep it ready for me.”

She moaned and smiled at the way her eagle scout had learned her games.

“Yes, my master scout. Take my pussy…take all of me, I will not resist.”

 A moment later, she arched her back and cried out her orgasm. Her whole body shivered beneath him.

Her words of submission brought about such a strong surge of passion that Robert could not stop it. He stroked himself within her silky flesh faster and faster, until he exploded with a loud groan and called out “Oooh Silky, Silky, Silky!”

The dirty den mother turned her eyes to Ryan , who was watching openly, and she smiled.

“Oh, Silky…” Ryan said to himself.

Dear Diary,

I had the worst birthday of my life this year.

I was just coming out of a serious relationship and my heart was broken. My sister called from San Antonio, TX and insisted that I come there to celebrate my upcoming birthday. She offered to take me out to a great dance club and because she is a police officer, her words were “What kind of trouble can we get into?”

Well, Diary, I’ll tell you. PLENTY OF FUCKING TROUBLE! I took her up on it and made the trip to Texas, and we went out that night.

I wore a peach colored tight fitting blouse that showed ALL my cleavage, and a short black skirt that had slits up the sides with criss cross straps, revealing my bare hips on the sides because I was pantiless. I looked so fucking HOT! We went to the club and although I enjoy wine, I drank more than my usual fare that night. I had 9 tequila shots.

I remember dancing very provocatively, which is my style anyway, but then I got inside a caged platform and danced slowly, gyrating my body to the beat and occassionally putting my leg up on the bars as I swayed, showing my soft pink center to the dancers below.

Next thing I know, a tall cowboy climbed into the cage with me and we dirty danced together. He held me tightly and humped me against the bars. His hands traveled all over my body, squeezing, pinching and cupping handfuls. Everyone cheered when I squatted down and licked him through his jeans. Then the bouncer opened the cage and told us to get the fuck out.

I left the club with my sister, who was very annoyed about being thrown out. We went to another club and a girl from the first club followed us. She had taken a liking to me, and she rode with us to the next club. We parked and my sister went in, but the girl and I stayed behind in the back seat, talking. Well, I don’t really have to say what came next, do I, Diary?

She put her hand on my thigh and slowly caressed my silky skin as she worked her hand upward. She asked me if I shave my pussy and I smiled my “why don’t you find out for yourself?” smile.

She did! Her hand slid up my skirt and she touched my warm center, her fingers making slow circles around the lips. We were looking into each other’s eyes when I slightly parted my thighs more and she slid her fingers inside. She leaned over to kiss me and it was a soft, gentle kiss. She kissed my neck and throat, then went for my breasts.

“Your tits are fuckin’ AWESOME.” she whispered as she began to suck my nipple. I laid back and spread my legs wide as she lay on top of me, groping my tits in her hands and mouth. I wrapped one leg around her and put the other one out of the open window, and that’s when someone saw us. People gathered around the car and watched the girl eat my pussy, and we didn’t mind a bit. Then the police showed up and we were forced to leave.

My sister and the girl and I left and went to an all night restraunt after that. My sister was furious that we’d been tossed out of that club, too and was she vocal about it! I sat at the restraunt with my aching head in my hands while she bitched on and on about me being a drunken loser. I quietly told her to stop talking about it, but she went on anyway. Again, I politely asked her to stop, but she wouldn’t stop complaining. After about twenty minutes of her ranting, I once again asked her to “Kindly shut the fuck up.” and then I got up to leave. She grabbed my wrist and told me that if I walked away while she was talking to me, she would knock me on my ass.

I looked around and the place was FULL of people and they were all watching us. I gently pulled my arm away and said “I’ve had enough. Thank you for a lovely evening, now I’m taking a cab home.”

She warned me again about walking away, but as I turned away, I said in a low voice “FUCK YOU” and I walked away. The next thing I know, she came running at me like a damn rhino at a jeep in those nature shows and plowed into me, knocking me across a table and sending food flying! I fell over the table, taking the plates and table with me, and I jumped to my feet and went running back at her. I head butted her middle and knocked that bitch into the table behind her, knocking it over, too. There was screaming and yelling, dishes breaking and other people trying to pull us apart. I should mention that I’m 135 lbs. and my sister is 240lbs.! A few minutes later, the police showed up and arrested us.

I spent 3 days in jail and had 4 charges against me; public intoxication, lewd and lascivious behavior (sex in public) property damage to the restraunt, and inciting a riot, which is a felony. I paid 800 dollars in damages, a 1500.00 dollar fine, with 6 month probation with no alcohol and an anger managment course!

My sister was placed on a 3 week suspension without pay. That’s all for her. When I had to return to San Antonio the next month for my hearing, the judge explained that he takes my behaviour very seriously and does not tolerate it. He asked if his harsh judgment taught me anything about how I choose to party in San Antonio.

“Yes sir,” I said. “Next year, I’m going to Dallas for my birthday!”