Sex Girl Diary

he shabby trick

My best playmate Lisa always told that my Rod is not for me - too unnatural, egotistical and ready to fuck anyone chick around him. But I took no notice on this talking; I was sure of Rod, blindly believed in his words about love, melting from my passion to him.

All was happened in the evening, when my mobile phone had rung and Lisa’s uneasy voice cried about my Rod, flirting with some doll on the street. Lisa described their in all colors, accompanying her speech by all the dirty words that she knew (”bastard”, “son-of-bitch” and etc). At first I didn’t believed and tried to assure her in mistake. But she had filmed this scene by her phone’s camera and showed to me.

Oh, yes, it was Rod, without doubt. Embracing the girl in mini-dress, the really sex-pot, kissing her very sweetly and touching her boobs from time to time, he looked like as if was head over ears in love. Now I understand all about his “longest dinners with boss” and “visits to old auntie”.

Usually, when Rod came back to home very late, silent and tired, pleading for difficult day he used to fall on the bed and fell asleep not long after. In such nights we had no sex, but as my dear Rod was near me, I felt the great love to him.

But for the present all was differently. Coming into my room, he said he going to leave me, because in his heart the new love now and he’ll be happy only with she. His departure was very fast and I hadn’t kept in the mind the all details of it. As if in the dream, I tried to stop him, but all my attempts was unsuccessful.

I was lying near the door without senses when Lisa came. Quickly flicking my pale cheeks and murmuring the words of consolation, she put me in order and proposing the glass of cognac. Drained the glass dry, I had blubbered on the Lisa’s shoulder at last.

My broken heart

I was the luckiest girl in the world till now. Since I met my first great love, my feelings were full of Rod, the best man and fine lover.

I and my sweetheart…we were the really love-birds, fluttering on the heaven. Our hearts were beating in unison. Our bodies and souls merged in the whole in all days and in the each night.

My first sexual experience happened just with him and it was wonderful! The hands, caressing my body were so tender and I was sinking in the waves of pleasure under his sweet touches. He was very astonished and contented at the same time, as he became my first man. And I was on top of the world!

How many times we recollected our first meet and first love games, dreaming about our future life, the life, full of love and passion! And we had sworn to each other to be together all our life.

We had already celebrated the anniversary of our meeting. It was the magical night of love and nothing portended the trouble.

All finished yesterday. My heart was broken, my fillings confused and my soul devastated.

His treachery was terrible, so ignoble and cruel. God, did Rod never loved me, calling “my sweet angel” and swearing in faithfulness? Unfortunately my idol proved to be only…vile bullshitter!

When I’ m think about events of last days, the tears of pain and offence drops from my eyes and everything is swimming in front of me. Even didn’t apologized to me, smiling Rod stroked my hair and said I’ll be happy without him. Oh, my perfidious tormentor…