Sex Girl Diary

She is ninety – it’s the great event and it was yesterday! My granny Rose as a real queen of family was sitting in the easy chair dressed in gorgeous snow-white vintage dress in the midst of her kith and kin, surrounding by the huge bunches of her favorite scarlet roses. As she is on modern lines her make-up was perfect and waved hair fell on her shoulders.

All guests congratulated her heartily, delighting with granny’s cheerfulness and a retentive memory. Oh, I think in my ninety, sure if I live till her years, my minds won’t be so clear and I’ll be forgetting all my friends...

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Well, sex with James was hot and unexpected but I had never one with any friend. What prompted me to have done it – his helpless boozy condition or my fit of anger calling by his girl’s words about my slutty nature – I don’t know. James was a little confused after all and had begged pardon from me but I was satisfied though my heart was full of mixed feelings.

I felt hurt as my friend was thinking about my debauchery but for all that James started strip-show so just he was going to be my hot-lover in that evening. Sure I had known he was very upset and drunk but he should be more...

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My boozy buddy

Sometimes even old friends are able to do so strange things! I satisfied myself of it – oh, my god, it was inconceivable but very spicy at once! Sex with friend! I have never thought about it and I was sure – it’s happens but with another girls, not with me. Really, having many friends generally men, I was merely the woman-friend for them.

All that day I was going to seek a new lover, but I was in bad mood. Suddenly I have heard the door’s ring – it was my old friend James, living in the neighborhood of me. He was out of tune with his girl,...

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My smooth masseur made an indelible impression on me. All day I looked like stupid spooney girl, having so fantastic sex in first time. Right up till the evening my feelings became cold. Well, I thought, my tender lover was very classy, but my sex-experiments yet don’t stop.

Looking through the new “Cosmopolitan”, I hit on the whole section about summer travels. How many beautiful sunlit beaches; palms, growing near the sky-blue water; exotic koalas, lizards, fishes and so on…Oh my God, those paradisiacal views were so alluring and I was immersed in the dreams about breathtaking...

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Part 3. Sweet payoff

My heart was beating as a bird in cage and only one idea was in my head – when he fucks me at last, I’m so wet and hot and my pussy will burst right now! But my masseur continued this sweet torture, stopped on pubis and caressing it. I saw his penis, enlarged on my eyes and ready for actions.

With all my might I tried didn’t touch his member and shut my eyes again, listening to my feelings. My body was trembling; my oiled nipples became harder, my legs moved apart and my clit and lower lips breathed of passion.

Alan’s hands,...

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Part 2 The ocean of bliss

Sweetly moaning, with shutting eyes, I luxuriated under Alan’s hands. Oh God, my ass was very alluring for those fingers which easily thrumming on surface, softly moving apart and drawing together my buttocks as if kneading a paste. Moving asides my legs, Alan reached by his hands my sweetest nook and dipped forefinger into my pink cave, wetting to this moment. Gently penetrating it on the all length, he stopped therein on one instant and very slowly came out.

Passing my ass, his oiled palms moved lower, stroking my thighs. Then locking...

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Part 1. Invisible masseur

Turning on my PC, I started to choose the new claimant on the role of my one-night-lover. As the choice was very wide, I picked out the first-caught message. He was middle-aged man, Alan, offering the classy massage. Why no, I thought, and dialed. Pleasant voice answered me, asking about my favorite aroma. I always took pleasure in rose’s fragrance and told him about it. Approving my partiality, he invited me to his house in two hours.

Quickly put myself in order, dreaming about bliss which I’ll get after massage, I reached his house....

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My calm and measured life, finishing with Rod’s departure, start to be more strained and interesting at last time. Thinking about all these men, who send messages to me, inviting to the dates, I understood – the different acquaintances will make me more experienced and may be I’ll meet my destiny. Reading the mail, I puzzled at choosing – who will be my new lover.

I think my sexual life, becoming so changeable, will lead me to nowhere. But again I wouldn’t stay along and some man could give me a little happiness, making me sexier. I know the good orgasm is the best remedy from...

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The last days were very hard to me as I had “curse of Eve”. My head was bursting from pain and I felt whacked. Every day I was lying in my bed, covered by blanket and remembering the different events of my life.

My minds flew away in my past, when I found the puppy near my house. He was very small and helpless and I took him with me. Oh, his tail, turning from side to side, his tiny tongue, trying to lick my hands, so touching attempts to lap the milk…All this reduced me to tears of tender emotion. On the collar was phone number and I understood – he’ll never be mine. I phoned...

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The odoriferous aroma of fresh-boiled coffee awoke me. Oh, it was lovely morning! Luxuriating in the bed, I remembered my yesterday’s games and thought why the better part of men chooses the virgins. The cherry as a rule haven’t the sexual experience and they are motionless, and don’t relax. But my friends unanimously cast the votes for girls, hadn’t a man before. It’s very strangely, by my mind, though in the old time the lords raised a claim to ‘first night’, fucking the brides-virgins.

My reflections were interrupted by Eddy, coming in the bed-room dressing only in...

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