Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: redragon@interserv.com Subject: The Diary (MF, cons) [1/2] Date: 27 Dec 1995 21:13:56 GMT The Diary August 30, 1990. Dear Diary, I'm sorry that's it has been so long since the last time I wrote, but believe me a lot has been happening of late. Oh, where it begin, where to begin... I guess the best place to begin is how I came to be in this Child Abuse Shelter/Recovery Program Center. That's a long story, but since I have nothing better to do, I guess I'll tell you. It all started back when I was begging Mom & Dad to let me go to the annual girls basket ball camp being held up on the University campus; you remember how much I wanted to go, and it was only for 6 weeks. It meant a lot to me, and besides all of my friends were going. But Mom & Dad had to be the heavy and make me jump through a lot of hoops before they Ok'd it; you remember everything they put me through, don't you?! Well, any how, I finally made it; I got to go to the basket ball camp with all my "special friends". I think that was the last time I wrote to you, right?! Well, any how, I was ecstatic when I arrived on campus; and there were all of my "special friends" waiting to greet me. We couldn't wait for our room assignments, hoping to be paired up with each other instead of some stranger; oh well, we had a plan for deal with that situation if it should arise. But fortunately we didn't need to... "APRIL?" the Dorm Assistant cried out, as he scanned the group of young ladies before him. "HERE!" April yelled back and stepping forward. "April, you're in room #315... Chaurie?" "HERE, SIR!" as I step forward. "Chaurie, you're in room #315... SHELLY?" ... April and I couldn't believe our good fortune. We were hoping to be roomed together; April's my best friend and my closest "special friend". As a matter of fact, she's the one who first brought me into the "special friends" club some two years ago, remember? And boy, have we had some fun times ever since. Each one of my "special friends" brought something new and special into my life, and I theirs - it was much better than playing with myself (HA-HA)! We used to jokingly call it our "After-Workout Workout" since we usually did it in the locker- room after gym class or after practice. Boy do I miss it now!!! I've tried to make a "special friend" here, but it's impossible; they watch us like a hawk. Besides, I don't think I want another "special friend"; I'd rather have Mike. Boy, did he ever bet the pants off of my "special friends". As a matter of fact, he's the reason I'm in this place. Mike was the Night Assistant for the dorms. We meet the first night of basket ball camp, when April accidentally locked our room key in the room; and we had to get him to let us in... "Now Ladies. I hope this won't be a regularly occurring thing!" he joked with us as he unlocked the door, then bowed with a sweeping arm motion; ushering us in. "Oh it won't!" both me and April said simultaneously, with a giggle. "If you two ever need anything... anything at all. Please feel free to call on me... my name is Mike!" he stated, with a wink of his eye at me. I must of blushed something furiously. April couldn't stop giggling as she replied, "Oh, We Will; We WILL!" and slowly closed the door as he scurried away. "He's mildly cute," April chimed with a restrained laugh "If you like that egg-head look." ... Mike wasn't what I'd call my dream-man but I was strongly attracted to him, and him to me. He was really cute, in an egg- headish sort of way. Mike was 21, and stood about 6 feet tall and was as skinny as a rail; the original 90 pound weakling. With light curly brown hair; dark brown, hush-puppy eyes looking out from behind some steel rimmed glasses, and this air of logic always surrounding him - I can't describe it any better than that. Yes, the true book-worm description I must confess. But he was really cute; in his own way. Any way, April and I, and some of the others, had some really fun parties in my room for the first week; even though they all teased me about my flirting with Mike every time we meet - saying that I'd rather be in bed with him than one of them. I don't know, I sort of resented it at first; me and my "special friends" had been together for along time, and through many difficult situations together. And I'd never had anyone else but them - I hadn't even thought of having a boyfriend, until then. But the more I thought about it, as the days dragged by, the more I realized that they might be right. I did have yearnings to find out what it would be like with a man. And the more I was around Mike, the more I found those urges surfacing... "Well, Ladies! Aren't we looking especially HOT tonight." Mike ventured forth from behind the Dorm Assistance Counter, as he set down his book of Plato. "I especially like that Burgundy Sweeter and grey & burgundy plaid skirt on you. And those burgundy pumps just set the whole outfit off for me. I mean, I'd have never even noticed how nice and sexy your hose clad leg were, without being drawn to them by those pumps. A true fashion model!" "Why thank you, Mike." was all I could say, as I felt myself flush a bright shade of red. All of my friends laughed, as they hurried and ushered me away. 'How childish!' Mike mused to himself as he watched them disappear in the elevator. `Well, they are teenagers. But, boy, does that Chaurie look HOT for her age! Some times she can seem so childish like her friends, and others... GOD does she have something going for her. But she probably does even know I exist outside of her flirting with me... her and her friends.' Mike groaned to himself as he re- inserted his nose back into his book. ... Well, then tragedy struck; or my good fortune, as it turned out. April came down with a bad case of strep-throat and had to be sent home the second week of camp. Since I no longer had to worry about April squealing to the others; not as if I ever worried about her talking, but I was grateful none the least. Anyway, I decided that it was time to see if Mike was serious with his flirting or just playing with me; plus I wanted to know what it would be like with a man. My friends pleased me beyond words, but there was still this part of me that had to know what it would be like with someone else - to find out if "I did truly like girls better than boys or just not know any better?" I mean, my Mom & Dad were happy together, could I also be as happy with a man as I am was my "special friends"? I had to know. I had answer the longing questions running rampant in my mind and fulfill my urges. So, any how, I came up with a plan to seduce Mike; well, not actually seduce, more like give him the chance and see if he takes the bait - I know it's sort of cat and mousey or corny; but hey, what ever works, right?! Any how, I got dressed up one night in my skimpiest night t- shirt - you know the one that barely covers my ass - and my sexiest undies - you know, the ones April gave me for my birthday; the white- lace french-cut ones that she bought at Victoria Secrets, and that I first admired on her at my party so she took them off and gave them to me right then and there, telling me "Only My Special, Special Friend deserves the best. Remember ME every time you ware these - because you'll always be as close to me as they are on you." I still get hot flashes every time I put them on and think of that day and what she said. <SIGH> Oh well, continuing on with my story... I got dressed up and left my room; intentionally leaving my key in the room, this time. Any how, I had to go down and get Mike to let me in... "So, you locked yourself out again, AH?" he said with a slight chuckle. "I thought you said that this wasn't going to be a regularly occurring thing?" "Yeah... I had to go to the bathroom and... well... sort of forgot my key." I said shyly, scuffing my foot on the floor. "It's these damn doors... Why do they have to automatically lock when they close?" I said in an attempt to act in my own defense. "That's so you won't forget to lock it when you need to." he replied half laughing, half trying to be serious. "Well... come on... lets get you in before you catch your death-of-cold in that outfit you barely have on." and laughed as he ushered me into the elevator; looking around to make sure no one was watching him. As we rode the elevator up to my floor, Mike couldn't help himself but to glance over at me - just as I'd planned. I could tell that he was getting hot and aroused by what he saw, because I was too. All of a sudden it felt like I was wearing a snow- suit and mukluks instead of hardly nothing; the elevator had turned into an oven. I felt my young cunt aching with a wanting I've never known before, as the small crotch of my panties became increasingly wet. ... As we exited the elevator, I had to restrain myself from wanting to grab hold of Mike and make a mad dash for my room; I think he was feeling the same way. We walked calmly and collectively, yet with all do speed, down the hall to my assigned dorm-room. Mike reached my door first with me not one step behind. As he tried to unlock the door, he scanned my scantily clad form up and down several times, thus having more trouble than necessary opening the door. It was almost comical the way his eyes moved around my short little body, the expressions on his face - at one moment nervous, the next upset because of the door and yet the next more lustful than I've ever known anyone to be. If it wasn't for the fact that I was extremely horny and wanted to get him into my room, I would've broken out in hysterical laughter. When he finally got the door open, I just walked past him, like I didn't even know he was there holding the door open for me with ushering arm. He seemed sort of hurt... until I turned around, grabbed his arm and pulled him abruptly into the room - he seemed at a lose; seeing so much strength from someone of my petite size of 5'4" 100lbs. But that quickly pasted as I quickly looked out into the hall to make sure no one had seen, then slammed the door shut and turned to study his slender 6' form. Mike, once he caught his balance, turned quick and studied my short little 32b-22-30 scantily clad body - I could feel his eyes boring their way into every nook-and-cranny of my being... "Oh GOD... You're beautiful!" was all Mike could say before we collided into each others arms and let our passions be known. "I can't believe this is happening... " Mike gasped in between nibbling upon my neck and my ear. His hands roamed my body like a blind-mans, seeing every square inch of me. I too, let my hands fly across his body... he was actually more muscular than I had originally given him credit for; just a tonier, taunter type of muscle... almost a female quality. My hands found the buttons to his shirt and began to undo them at the same time his hands found the bottom of my night shirt and began to raise it. I paused to allow my arms to raise above my head, for the removal of my night shirt; but then instantly put them back to the work of removing his clothes. His hands took over the task of removing his shirt, so mine went down and undid his pants. I thrust my hands into his open jeans and was greeted by his warm, throbbing manhood; screaming to get out of its confines. I was elated and surprised at the same time; I'd never seen, nay felt, and mans cock before... It wasn't like I'd expected; it was stiff yet pliable, hot yet cool to the touch, I could feel every ridge and vain pulsing within my hands. Mike had removed his shirt and stood there looking at my stunned, awestruck face looking deep into the opening of his pants. He snapped me back to reality by pulling my hands out of his pants and kissing me extremely passionately - I have never been kissed like that before; with such wanting, such passion, such strength, etc. He blow my mind, and my "special friends", away right then and there. As we feel back into our debauchureous ways. As we mutually explored and ransacked each others bodies, he managed to wiggle his way out of his pants; his lovely cock now standing straight up against his flat belly. As his mouth suckled wantonly like a baby upon my breast, I couldn't believe the feel. Sure my "special friends" and I sucked upon each others breast before, but it never felt so right, so orgasmic. I couldn't help but cry out in sheer ecstacy, which elated Mike and caused him to double his efforts. Mike' hands began snaking their way into my panties eliciting even more moans, cries, and out right panting like a dog. Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: redragon@interserv.com Subject: The Diary (MF, cons, anal)) [2/2] Date: 27 Dec 1995 21:15:02 GMT Part Two ... As we began getting intimate with each other, I found out quickly that it wasn't just his eyes that wanted to bore into every nook-and-cranny of me (HA-HA). Mike showed me that it just wasn't flirting between him and me, it was actual lust... that quickly turned into LOVE; I LOVE YOU Mike! NOW AND FOREVER! (damn my parents for taking you away from me!)... Mike and I now lay upon my bed, completely naked and open to each other. He went to massage my clit, sort of fore-playishly, only to find that I was already extremely wet; as I writhed beneath his knowledgeable touch in an orchestration of moans, groans, pants, and whines to his symphony of kisses and roving hands. I cried out in climatic release, as his cock made its long awaited debut within my walls. Mike almost came right then and there too, but he was able to control himself and retain his erection. The look upon his face was sheer ecstacy as he began to piston his love muscle in and out of my hot, wet twat... amazed at how tight it actually was in contrast to how wet I was. It was unlike anything I'd ever experienced or even imagined; I don't believe I can put into words. ... Any how, it only seemed like a few seconds that me and Mike were together in my room, but after it was all over and we lay resting in each others arms. We discovered that it had actually been about an hour; Mike had to get back to the Assistance Desk or lose his job. <PERIOD> So I showed him to the door and we kissed good-bye; luckily no one needed him while he was away from the desk, so no one knew that he'd been away from it at all that night. I didn't sleep that well that night; I was totally exhausted but with lustful energy to burn. So I tossed and turned, thinking about what just occurred between me and Mike... it was at that moment I decided that I loved him (I wanted him more than all my "special friends" combined). The next few nights was more of the same; I'd get dressed in my night clothes and lock myself out of my room, and have to go get Mike (I had to give him a cover story for leaving his post). We'd make mad, passionate love to one another as soon as we'd get back to my room, and then he'd have to hurry away and hope that no one noticed that he was gone. It only took a week before Mike actually started to come up on his own (on the pretext of doing a security sweep) and I'd wait for him, totally prepared for our quick tryst, in my room. I loved him, and I loved making love to him, but I found myself wanting more than just quickies. When I told Mike, he agreed but couldn't figure out how to work around the problem!?... "I know! I want to be with you longer than a couple of minutes a night also. But what can we do? ... I work all night and sleep during the day, and you work, or rather play (HA-HA) all day and sleep (HA-HA) through the night." Mike said as he stepped into his pants, again. "I don't care!!! I just want to be with you for at least one full day or night!" I said sort of pouting. "God you can be such a brat... You know that if we get caught, we can get into some major trouble. Use your head and quit acting like such a child!" "But I am a child! And I don't care. I love you and want to be with you. And if you loved me, you'd want to be with me too." "I know your a child... a pain in the ass, 15 year old, child. And how dare you question my love for you... Don't I risk my job, nay my life for you every night. I too, want to be with you... But it's just not in the cards." With that Mike left my room. ... So we let the matter drop for the next couple of days and just enjoyed each others company; and the quick love making sessions we had to steal. It wasn't until I brought it up again, that me and Mike had our first fight... and thinking back, it's the reason I'm in this place. Because of the fight, Mike stopped coming to my room; the next few days were sheer horror for me as I tried to cope with losing him. But I had to stand my ground... so I began parting again with my "special friends". But it wasn't the same... I needed Mike. So I decided to get him back. I dressed up in my night clothes again; Mike loved the skimpiness of them. I locked myself out of my room and went down to get him... "Locked yourself out again... " Mike said sarcasticly. "Well, here... take my spare key and let yourself in. You can return it to the Assistant in the Morning." "But I was hoping that you'd... " Mike interrupted me. "Listen Kid... I'm tired of this whole childish situation. I've had some time to think about us... and I can't see you any more." Mike might have been saying `NO, NO' but his body betrayed him by saying, `YES, YES... I want YOU, I want YOU,' as his lust driven body trembled under his restraint to keep it under control. ... Mike was reluctant to come up to my room, but I could tell that the past couple of days didn't past to easily for him either. I couldn't stand to see him in the amount of pain that I'd caused him; my heart just ached for him, and me. I had to do something to make it up to him... I started to do a little strip-tease dance for Mike; watching his body language tell me how aroused he was becoming. "You know, you want to remove this pretty pink panties from me with your teeth again... Now don't you?" I taunted him, with brief glimpses of my skimpy pink panties, covering my taunt little ass and my gorges fur covered snatch. "No I... I... I don't... I... I can't... " Mike stammered out. Trying to veer his eyes from my shameless form, but having his body override his minds commands. "STOP... PLEASE... FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, STOP... someone might see you... you can't do that here... " His words fell upon deaf ears, as my night shirt hit the floor and I worked my fingers around the waist band of my pretty pink panties. Mike couldn't handle it any longer and gave into his animal lust by charging out from behind the Assistance Desk like a bull seeing red. He swept me up into his arms, crushingly, trying to like my pussy from the inside as he rammed his tongue down my throat. The passion and lust of which left me gasping for air as I coughed out his tongue. Mike then realized the situation we were in and quickly carried me back behind the counter; hooking my t-shirt with his foot so there would be no trace of me in the lobby. ... So I performed a little dance for him; sort of an apology and stimulant all in one. Mike liked the little dance I did for him. And we quickly made up... He had me on the floor and letting his hungry mouth feed on all parts of me, as his primal urges came to life. But then he thought he heard someone coming and quickly pushed me under the desk and jumped into the assistance chair. ... While we were making up, a resident came to the assistance desk for some help. So Mike had to quickly hide me or get caught and possibly fired because of me; so he shoved me under the desk and then pulled the chair he was sitting in, into proper position with the desk... "Yes... How can I be of assistance to you tonight?" Mike spouted the textual requirements with great easy. I loved his voice, even from under the desk. I couldn't make out what they were actually saying... but it sounded like the guy was in one of Mike' classes and needing some help with his homework. I didn't care, I couldn't contain my horniness any longer, and being in this situation afforded me little in the way of dealing with it. Until I looked deep into Mike' crotch and noticed his throbbing mass, waiting to explode out from his pants. This situation was actually affording me the opportunity to do something that I've only heard of, and had questions about, but never really had the chance before now. Besides, the gentleman needing help, didn't seem to be going away to quickly. So I quickly and as silently as I could, undid Mike' pants; making him wiggle a little in his seat, trying to hide the on going activities under the desk from the resident. Once I had his mammoth cock released from its confines, I licked it. It didn't taste exactly like I thought it would; I actually didn't like the taste right off. But the reaction I got from Mike told me that he like it, so I decided that I could tolerate the taste if it gave Mike some pleasure. So I licked up and down all four sides of Mike' length; and boy was it tricky, but Mike sure seemed to be enjoying it - even though he was trying his best to surprise his glee. ... I couldn't stand being cooped up under the desk, what with me and Mike just on the verge of making up and making love. So I had to find something to occupy myself with, until the gentleman went away. So I concentrated on giving some pleasure and relief to Mike, as he sat there dealing with the gentleman... I thought to try to take the mushroom like head of his cock into my mouth; like everyone had told me to do, when giving a blow- job. And I almost gagged myself because I tried to take to much at once. But once better situated, I began to suckle/nurse upon the head of his meat, while fisting my hand up and down his length - I had actually come to enjoy myself, as I sucked satisfactually upon his raging hard-on. I'd come to enjoy the taste of his manly meat between my lips, and that clear pre-cum that dribbled out the top tingling my tongue; sort of salty but savory. I was so lost in my pleasuring of Mike, that I didn't hear the man leave the desk. Mike pushed himself back away from the desk, pulling me off balance because I wasn't expecting it, as I toppled out from under the desk onto my hands and knees in front of him. Mike reached down and picked me up by the arm pits, bring me up to him for an extremely passionate kiss. Before he turned me around and slammed me back onto the floor, on my hands and knees, in front of him - only this time with my butt sticking straight back at him. ... When the gentleman left, Mike helped me out of my hiding place. He placed one of the most passionate kisses on me, that I have ever experienced. Before he gave into his lusting animal side and place my carcass before him as his sexual sacrifice... I looked back to see the chair go flying crossed the assistance office by the force of Mike' standing up. And Mike, quickly pulling his pants down around his ankles before falling to his knees behind me. I felt his fingers grab the sides of my panties, and heard the tearing of the fabric as Mike, literally, ripped my panties off of me. Exposing my steaming hot snatch to the cool night air of the lobby - sending shivers through my entire sex driven body. ... Mike was so lust driven, that he couldn't help himself, as he ripped my panties off of me. But I was equally driven and didn't care, as I waited for his loving touch as we made love together... Mike positioned himself right behind me, and grabbed a hold of my hips. Then with one mighty shove, he buried his cock up to the hilt within my dripping young snatch. I screamed and sighed out my pleasure of having his presence within me - it was long over due. As he pistoned himself in and out of me, I couldn't help but fall in love with this new position. And began to meet him thrust for thrust, as our mutual lust built. Mike reached around and cupped one of my 32b breasts within his tender hand, and began kneading it like a ball of dough. I couldn't believe how good it felt. I reached back and grabbed one each handful of ass-cheek, and began pulling Mike harder and faster into my tender young body - as our mutual moans and groans to Aphroditey the Goddess of Love filled the lobby. ... Our love making took on a whole new, wondrous, dominion that night. As we mutually ravaged each others bodies, "DOGGIE STYLE"... Mike brought me off a couple of times, but his manhood was still white hot and ready for some more loving. So he pulled his manly member out of my well used cunt, and repositioned himself at the entrance to my ass. And tried to penetrate me in one thrust. I was totally unprepared for the feeling of having his monstrous snake boring its way in to my tender, virgin, ass-hole. And screamed a blood-curdling scream of shear pain, as my ass-hole involuntarily clamped down upon the intruder - causing him to scream in shear pain too. As he pushed and pulled with all his might, trying to get his cock out of this mouse trap, he yelled at me "OW-W-W... OH-H- H... RELAX... RELAX... RELAX YOUR ASS MUSCLES, RELAX YOUR ASS MUSCLES... YOU'RE GOING TO RIP IT OFF YOU DUMB CUNT... NOW RELAX... OW-W-W... OH-H-H... "