Dear Diary

Dear Diary1

I finally met up with him tonight. I was supposed to give him some tobacco papers because he ran out and I had some, but we ended up going for a drive.2

It was a nice night. Crisp and fresh having it rained for some part of the evening. I met him near the school down the road I think at midnight. Mum and Dad were asleep so they did not hear me creeping out of the house, and I was trying to be ever so quiet so as not to wake them… or the dog.3

I remember standing on the bridge watching the river go past and listening to the trickling of water and that calming sound that it makes made me feel relaxed for a change rather than stressed out. It was about then that he pulled up and I got in the car, and when he suggested a small drive I thought “what the hell, its not like I’m tired”.4

Well I am glad that I did go for that ride. We went up to the cliffs and sat there in the car listening to the radio, sometimes chatting and watching the lightning flash in the distance. That was about all you could see other than the stars because it was pitch black outside… god were there a lot of stars! I remember you pointing them out to me when we were stood outside the car.5

The best part was when you took my hand in yours and made me look at your face. All your feelings were plain to see, even in the dark. There was a certain glow to your face and your eyes were lit up, just like the stars.6

Your lips slowly lowered to mine, yet I didn’t pull back or try to stop you. I guess I wanted you to kiss me about as much as you wanted to. Oh and I am glad that you did, because every time I think of your soft and tender lips, how they touched mine in the softest and most loving kiss I have ever felt, I smile and remember exactly how it felt.7

I remember how soft your skin felt on mine, how silky your hair felt and how warm your body was as you pulled me close, seemingly never wanting to let go. And I still get the tremors running through my body when I think of your hands gently stroking my face and neck and your lips traveling slowly downwards to my bare shoulders, and your grip would tighten on me as you would sigh and pull me even closer, wanting to consume me.8

I’m not quite sure how it happened but we ended up in the back seat of his car. Me sitting on him was a strange experience having never had sex in a car before. But I felt confident enough to give it a try, and boy is I glad that I did. I don’t think I have been wetter in my life! And I certainly never got tired after one shag… so tired I couldn’t take any more at the time and had to stop… but you couldn’t get enough of me. Your fingers went between my legs, rubbing and sliding at my hot, wet entrance, only to slip inside and begin a fast pace of pumping and grinding and generally driving me insane! Shit I have never felt like that before, I thought that I was going to die.9

I made you stop and we got out of the car for some air, which was decidedly chilly and I was wearing thin summer trousers and no sleeves. Shivering uncontrollably, either from the intense excitement or from the cold I am not sure which, you took me in your arms and held me close. After a while we got back in the car, front seats this time, and you kissed me again. This time I thought that I would be a little more daring, and reach over to your lap and stroke your pulsing, straining bulge, wanting to burst free… so that’s what we did, we let out the beast, which I instantly took in my mouth and started to show you pleasures that you probably have experienced before, but I think you liked it. You called out my name enough times and sighed often, sometimes sucking your breath in between your teeth suddenly and I would think I hurt you, but you was just enjoying yourself.10

All I could think about at the time was having your hot, sweet cum in my mouth and drinking down every last drop. Having no water around would make the taste last longer. I didn’t have long to wait however because after a few minutes you were gushing into my mouth and I was licking it all up, really enjoying myself.11

Time for a cigarette, so we got out of the car, and started smoking. Did I really look that cute leaning on the car as I was? I must have done because you wanted me again! Now I was impressed by the first shag, and thought that you would have been tired so the second would be a little disappointing, but I was mistaken. You had almost as much energy, if not more that before, pulled down my trousers and slammed into me, making me moan, sigh and cry out!12

Oh god, when I remember what you did to me, it makes me want you all over again. Your energy was never ending, but mine was all gone. I was sopping wet but getting sore having not been used to so much sex non stop. I had to make you stop, but your hand with them magic fingers came back, searching and turning me on again… more than I was.13

All I remember there, was you fingers in my bush, your lips on my neck and me clinging to you because I could not support myself. Suddenly I lost control like I never lost control before and to my horror I was gushing some kind of liquid over his hand, into my trousers and down to my ankles. You stopped and I leaned on the car horrified, until I realized what happened. I came! My god I actually came with someone using their fingers! I never thought that would be possible, but it must have been. 14

By this time I had a huge smile on my face and you were asking if I was ok. Ok? OK you ask? Hell no, I was not ok! I was better than ok!!!! I was not on this planet. I could not get the smile off my face even though the cold wind blowing at my wet trousers was making me cold.15

It must have been about 2.30am by this time so you decided it would be best that you drop me home. Sitting in the car on the way home was fun. You turned the radio on and my brain was playing Black Sabbath – Paranoid, but nothing was coming out of the speakers. You took my hand in yours and brought it slowly to your lips and kissed it ever so gently. I could have died when you did that because that was the most romantic thing I have known… other than you kissing my forehead which is not only romantic, but very sweet also.16

When you asked if I was ok, all I could do was smile and look at you, but I think you must have understood by the expression on my face how I was feeling. Ecstatic!17

Ok so we got home and said good night, but there was no kiss incase my parents were awake. I was a little sad about that, but it was for the best. I mean writing this right now only makes me crave for your lips on mine, your hands roaming my body and just to be with you really.18

I wonder… do you feel the same?19

Well good night Diary, it’s getting late and I should go to bed. I think I will sleep well tonight, don’t you?20