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« on: March 04, 2018, 04:33:44 PM »

Dear Diary,

I have decided to start with this story, cause I know how excited you are with the mere mention of it. Oh wait! That was me! HA!

Tom, ah Tom… he was a perfect choice for a between classes romp. I had heard the rumor pool around campus that, while quiet hung, couldn’t last for shit, and since I was pressed for time anyway, I decided to give him a good. Let me tell you, Diary, the rumors are very true, and while it didn’t last for more than 5 minutes, he delivered a great load that had me dripping for hours. Hell, I was even convinced that when I stood up to turn in my exam, there would be a wet spot on my seat. But I am getting a little ahead of myself.

I saw Tom walking across the lawn at the beginning of the day, and decided that I would propose a meeting of the, umm well not “minds”, but a meeting of the genitals? Can I say that? Anyhoo, I accosted Tom while he was walking towards the library for his study hall period.

“Hey Tom. Looking great today.” I had given him a hungry look that lingered overly long on his crotch. He noticed, of course.

“Um, hey Sasha. What are you doing over on this side of campus?”

(Something I should mention, Diary, is that I had also heard rumors that Tom had a crush on me, and he knew my class schedule, so I guess he really was surprised to see me over towards the library, since I should have been in Advanced Business Math. Whatever… I needed to lay my ground work for some dickin’.)

“Well, I was actually waiting for you.” I gave him my most coy look.

“Me? Really?” Tom asked, blushing. (Let me tell you something, Diary, when a guy blushes and gets all self-conscious *shiver*. I swear I can feel my clit throb in anticipation.)

“Yes you! I wanted to ask you something. Well, more of a favor really.” I dazzled him with my smile. (When I want to lay on the charm, I can lay it on thicker than most people spread Nutella on their toast)

“Oh ok, I would love to help you out, if I can I mean. Err Um what is it you need help with?” Tom stammered out. That blush appeared again, and I felt that tidal pull that settles itself deep in my stomach and radiates warmth outward.

I arched my back, showcasing my breasts and glided forward so my tits barely contacted his chest. I felt his heartbeat and it perked up my nipples in no time. (Something that might be important is that I am short, tragically so, and Tom is tall, so I guess my tits where not chest level so much as chiseled ab level). I gazed up at him and licked my lips. His heartrate and breathing were not the only things reacting to my proximity. I reached up and grabbed him by the neck, making him stoop to my level.

“My dear, sweet Tom, I want you to do me the favor of filling me up with that huge cock I have heard so much about. I am horny and sometimes a lady needs some help scratching an itch. Think you could help a girl in need out?” I asked sweetly in his ear, followed by a quick flick on his ear from my tongue.

“Nnnnnnooow….?” He had stammered. It honestly made him even more desirable. Nervousness is sexy.


Next Entry: Now
"I have never been the type of person that enjoys waiting for what she wants, Tom." I said coyly.

“Well, I thought you needed to be in class.”

“Pfftt. Advanced Business Math can wait, I cannot. You think you can help me, Tom? Please.” I batted my eyes and mocked innocence.

I watched the struggle in his eyes, and his pants. I knew the moment I had won, he gave himself a full body shudder and straightened his shoulders. I didn’t wait for his official answer, I just turned and walked away. He would follow, and he did. I knew at this time of day that the bathrooms close to the track field would be empty. (Being a whore, I have my surroundings mapped out and know the rotations of most activities. It benefits me to know these things, Diary)

I walked into the bathroom and gave it a quick scan. Empty. The door opens behind me and in strolled Tom. Have I mentioned how much nervousness is a turn on to me? His down casted eyes and slumped shoulders was hot. I walked up to him, slapped a condom into his palm and leaned forward to lock the door.

“Take off your pants.” I ordered. It was nice to see that one part of his body was not shy in the lest.

I wasted no time. I lifted my skirt, leaned against the wall and presented my pretty little ass and pussy from behind to Tom. (Another wonderful thing about being a whore is that I never wear panties and almost always wear skirts. Its all about easy access, Diary). I heard the rip of the condom foil and his hands on my hips, positioning me. I was slick with readiness.

As I’ve mentioned before, I am short, and Tom is tall, so in order for him to enter me, he needed to crouch down a bit and stab up. He speared me, and my feet left the floor with his first upwards thrust. I cried out, I mixture of pain and pleasure. The rumors about his girth were true and if it wasn’t for my already aroused state, he wouldn’t have fit without some stretching work.

Tom moved in closer and pinned me against the wall, making my feet leave the floor again. I was in no position to protest or in danger of falling. He had me anchored to him and was taking my full weight at the point where we connected. His breath was hot and sweet against my neck and my pussy spasmed from the sheer size of his dick. In a word, Diary, Heaven!

I was stuck in between his body and the wall and had his mercy. He was moving slowly, enjoying feeling my cunt stretch around him when he would almost pull out of me and then push back in. The fire inside me began to build. Thankfully I have the wonderful ability to cum easily, and from being a whore for years, my kegal muscles were on point. I squeezed his cock rapidly as he was doing that slow entering thing again and he moaned deep in his chest.

“Come on Tom, fuck me!” I whined.

“I…I can’t, or I will cum. You are too tight.”

He was struggling and that just made it even hotter. I concentrated on my kegals and massaged him from inside my warmth. My orgasm was right there, so close and I was determined to achieve it. I risked removing one hand that was helping brace myself against the wall and moved it down my body. I found my clit and rubbed. It was all I needed, and I exploded. I writhed on his cock and moaned like the whore I am.

“Stop moving,” He growled

But I didn’t Diary, cause I wanted him to cum.

“Oh, fuck it,” and Tom started fucking me hard, teeth rattling hard. He came moments later in quick thrusting bursts and when I felt a one of those squirts a little too much, I knew we had broken the condom. I had feared it, ok well not feared, cause I am kinda “pro-choice” when it comes to condoms and I cannot get pregnant, but I figured it might have been too small for him. I was right. He continued to empty into me and I could feel how full I was of him. It was a delicious feeling.

Once he pulled out, we both saw the end had blown out. I just laughed and he seemed a little bit more scared.

“Don’t worry sweetie. That was fantastic!” I went to my purse and took out a pair of panties.

“What are you doing? I thought you weren’t wearing panties earlier.” Tom was nervously trying to get his semi chubbed cock back into his jeans.

“I enjoy wearing panties when semen is leaking out of me. I like the smell of soaked panties and feeling them damp against my mound all day.”

I straightened my skirt over my ass, checked my make-up and left Tom standing there in the women’s bathroom, still struggling with that beer can thick cock of his.

Diary, let me tell you, I am pretty sure I didn’t pass my test. I was too distracted by the way my panties were sticking to my pussy lips and how I couldn’t wait to have more.

Alternative Entry: Later
I check my watch and stepped back from Tom. Damn. “Sorry to get, umm, your hopes up, but I really have to go to this class or I might as well kiss my college degree goodbye. Meet me in front of the Men’s bathroom in the Anthropology Hall between my 4th and 5th classes. I know you have my schedule memorized, so no need to pretend you don’t know what time that is.”

Tom just stood there, oblivious to the hardon straining his pants. Oh, how I had wished then to say ‘fuck it’ to my classes and drop to my knees in front of him, just so I could see what he was packing. Believe me Diary, I was ready, a powder keg ready to explode. As much as I know I am a whore, I also know that my education is important, and I needed that class. I gave myself a mental slap to shake the thrall and stepped up into Tom’s space once again. My hand rested on the top button of his jeans and as I leaned forward to speak in his ear, my fingers deftly started to pop the buttons.

“You will meet me then, yes?” I continued to work on the buttons and when I reached the last one, I stopped and gazed up at him. “You want to fuck me, don’t you, Tom? I released the last one and plunged my hand into his pants and grabbed him. He was thick. Dear god, Diary, was he ever! My hand barely had enough room to fit between his jeans and his erection.

Tom stood stalk still like my touch was electrocuting him, and maybe it was, just not in the deadly way. He cleared his throat and tried to talk, but nothing came out. He settled for a nod and a small whimper. I didn’t stop kneading his thickness the whole time I watched him struggle to say yes. It was adorable.

“Well, then I guess I will see you later.” One last squeeze and a wink, then I was sashaying away from him. I knew he would be there.

Oh, Diary, the day crawled! Absolutely crawled! I swear I could look at the clock and watch it go backwards. I was uncomfortably hot, swollen, wet and 100% ready to feel Tom’s cock somewhere other than in my hand. I found myself at times during the day, squeezing my thighs together and relishing in the sexual thrill it ignited in my lower belly. Tick tock. Tick Tock.

Finally, the time arrived, and I dashed out the door and headed towards the Anthropology Hall. I knew most of the students were off on some in-country studies somewhere in Africa or Asia or some such place, and it would be only a skeleton crew left behind to defend the fort, so-to-speak. It suited my purposes just fine and I waited for Tom. But he was late. I was just beginning to think that he wouldn’t show, and I would need to go looking in the labs for some lonely nerd to take advantage of, when Tom rounded the corner.

“I was just about to give up on you.” I couldn’t quit keep the annoyance out of my voice.

“I’m sorry. My professor asked to see me after class to talk about the upcoming test and he…” I turned away during his excuses and banged through the door into the Men’s bathroom. Tom followed.

“Take off your pants and fuck me, Tom” I demanded while lifting my skirt to reveal my pantiless lower half. “Or just take your dick out, makes no difference to me, but we have less time now, so chop-chop.

He just stood and stared at my trimmed bush and lovely thighs. I wasn’t’ even sure if he was breathing, but I could see his cock twitching, so I knew he wasn’t dead on his feet. I snapped my fingers in his face and he blinked back to the moment.

“Pants off. Cock out. Fuck me.” Tom nodded and obeyed. (Diary, it was like having a voice activated fuck toy. I could get used to it.)

I got down on my hands and knees on the cold floor waiting for him. Ass up and inviting, legs spread, creating the perfect target to aim for. He tried and as wet as I was, it took some attempts before he was fully inside me. To say he was thick would be an understatement. I felt my vaginal opening and walls stretch to accept him, it was deliciously painful. Once he was firmly seated deep, he just sat there and enjoyed the sensation of being surrounded by my warmth. I enjoyed the sensation of being totally filled.

Tom started to rock his hips, slowly at first, making sure his entire shaft was wet and slide with zero effort, it took less than 3 thrust for him to become drenched. His rhythm increased. I placed my forehead against the tiled floor, extended my back and gave him greater access to my depths. My fingers found my clit and began playing in time with the thrusts. Building. Building. Building. I repositioned my hand, so the palm was against my clit and the fingers caressed his balls with every hip thrust, drawing them forward, drawing them down, getting them ready for his release. His intake of air is motivation for me to continue.

Now, Diary, usually in this position I like to stick a finger (or 2 depending on the cock size) inside me as well, but that just was NOT going to happen with Tom, so I stuck with clit massaging. I felt my clit pulsing in time with my raised heartbeat and the pounding I was taking. The way that he was breathing was a pretty good indication that he was closer. Too close.

“Stop moving for a second, Tom.” I demanded. He stilled, and I concentrated on my enlarged, hooded friend. Fuck it felt so good (Present day me: Just thinking about how it felt to be stuffed with Tom cock and feeling my clit beat out Morse code has got me in a playing mood, Diary), and I was nearing my own release point. I concentrated on contracting my pussy muscles around the beer can cock that was deep within me. The pleasure was immense. The closer I got the more my hips began to move on their own. Tight circling motion. His dick was rooted deeply, and I was just using my pelvis to swirl it around inside me.

“Oh, fuck!” He moaned. I stopped but it was too late. Tom came deep inside me, painting my cervix with his seed. I was pissed!

“Damnit, Tom! I was so close. You couldn’t wait 5 more fucking minutes?” He was resting, spent, against my back. I felt him leaking out of me and my pussy was disappointed.

“I…I’m sorry. You moved, and…and, I couldn’t hold it any longer. It felt too fucking fantastic.” He slid out of me, and let me say, Diary, that even going limp, he was bigger than a lot of guys I have been with. “Do you want me to finish you?”

“No, I don’t want you to fucking finish me, I wanted you to fuck me until I came! Just hand me my purse and get the fuck outta here, Tom!” He complied, and I took a pair of panties out of my bag. I stood up and slipped them on.

“I thought you didn’t wear panties.”

“I don’t but since you couldn’t wait to cum, I want to make sure I soak up all your shamefulness so that when I come over later, and I shove them in your mouth, before using you to get my happy ending, you can taste your fucking mistake.” The look on Tom’s face is perfect. Arousal, shame, and fear. Good! “See you around 10 pm, and Tom?”

“Yes?”

“Don’t fucking blow it like that again.” I leave him standing in the bathroom looking crestfallen.

To be fair, Diary, the sex was great, and it doesn’t always need to end in an orgasm for me to enjoy it, but I was very much looking forward to coming. I had a wonderful time with Tom later, when I went to his place to take what was mine, but that is a story for another page.

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« Reply #1 on: March 04, 2018, 10:45:34 PM »

You go, girl! Let that freak flag fly!!!  Thumbs up
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« Reply #2 on: March 05, 2018, 04:49:09 PM »


Fantastic, I can hardly wait for the next entry.

One of my favorite parts:  "Pants off. Cock out. Fuck me.” Tom nodded and obeyed. (Diary, it was like having a voice activated fuck toy. I could get used to it.)
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« Reply #3 on: March 05, 2018, 05:24:45 PM »


Fantastic, I can hardly wait for the next entry.

One of my favorite parts:  "Pants off. Cock out. Fuck me.” Tom nodded and obeyed. (Diary, it was like having a voice activated fuck toy. I could get used to it.)

Haha! thank you! I have the next part done, but I want to get the second part of the next chapter done before posting here. I have other chapters done, but there are not about Tom Wink
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« Reply #4 on: March 06, 2018, 02:45:48 PM »

Great story! Wow... you're a seriously good erotica writer. Reads so fresh... go slut! Wink Looking forward to Chapter 2
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« Reply #5 on: March 07, 2018, 02:45:35 PM »

You go, girl! Let that freak flag fly!!!  Thumbs up

not based on real life Wink
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« Reply #6 on: March 07, 2018, 02:46:04 PM »

Great story! Wow... you're a seriously good erotica writer. Reads so fresh... go slut! Wink Looking forward to Chapter 2

thank you! this means a lot to me
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