A MILF'S DIARY Pt 2 By Naughty Nina
I was stunned to read the entry in my mom's diary talking about a sexual experience. The date on the entry showed that it had been about 3 months after my parents had first separated. But even then, the divorce paperwork hadn't even been filed. I couldn't help but think that maybe this incident helped to solidify her decision to continue with the divorce. Could it really be? Could my mom have based her decision on some hidden desires awakened by this guy? I felt sick to my stomach when I read it, but I couldn't resist reading more...
Nov 3-
Dear Diary,
I hate Mondays. Work seemed to drag on. I still can't believe I spent so much time "recovering" yesterday. Who'd have guessed that I'd still be sore two days after the event. I haven't skipped church in so long. I still haven't heard anything from Jim. Could I have dreamt the whole thing? That's the only explanation I can think of. I didn't sleep well last night, so maybe I'll be able to tonight. Nov 5?
Dear Diary,
I still can't seem to sleep. I've been so restless at night, not to mention pre-occupied during the day. I even ran 6 miles on the treadmill at the gym. I thought for sure that I'd be exhausted enough to sleep all night, but I couldn't. I've got to get my mind on other things. Karen called yesterday and was asking about the other night, wanting to know who that was, and how it went. I felt so guilty as I lied to her about it. I don't think she really believed that nothing happened. It's a good thing she drank too much to remember. Nov 6-
Dear Diary,
He called!!! I'm still jumping up and down over it. I was at step-class at the gym after work and all I got was a voicemail, but my heart skipped several beats when I heard his voice. "This is Jim," is all he said. I called him back, but got his voicemail. I was practically tongue-tied, but I think I said something about wanting to see him again. Jeez, I feel like a school girl with a crush. It's silly, I know. But I've got butterflies in my stomach, and I can't get this smile off my face. I hope he calls back tonight! Nov 8-
Dear Diary,
My head is spinning. I haven't felt like this in... well, EVER! I'm sitting at work yesterday when he calls! I put everything on hold and answered. He wanted to see me again, and like a silly girl with a crush, I asked, "Is tonight too soon?" Good thing he was up for it. I slipped off to the drugstore at lunch and picked up a package of condoms. I don't know if I was more nervous about it or more excited. Anyway, I couldn't get home fast enough to get ready. He was picking me up and taking me to dinner, so I dressed up in my sexiest red dress and heels. Besides being out of practice, my hands wouldn't stop shaking, so it was hard to put my makeup on. But I got ready with only minutes to spare when the door bell rang. I raced to the door and opened it to find Jim standing there. We both laughed, almost not recognizing each other; me without my ponytail and cheerleader outfit, him without his big afro, shorts, and moustache. He said he only grew it for his costume, and I told him he looked much younger clean shaven. He kept complimenting me on my dress. Well, we got to the restaurant, but before we got out, he leaned over and kissed me. That was it. After making out in the car for a few minutes, I asked him if he minded skipping dinner (how bold of me, I know). He didn't mind at all, and we drove back home. I sat him down on my couch and made out with him again before kneeling down in front of him and giving him head. I know that sounds so dirty, but I just couldn't help it. And this time, I got a good, clear, sober look at him. Holy shit, was his cock big! Not only long, but thick, too. I pulled his pants off while I serviced him with my mouth, and he unzipped my dress. He lifted my head up by my chin and told me to get my dress off. I realized he hadn't seen me without clothes completely.. The idea of stripping for him turned me on, but it wasn't much of a strip tease because I couldn't slip out of my dress fast enough. He eyed my black lace bra and panties with lust before reaching over and slipping them off me. His lips felt amazing on my nipples, I can't remember being so wet.
He sat on the couch still at eye-level with my breasts. I pulled him up and took his shirt off. Whoa! What a body! I couldn't help but run my hands over his chiseled stomach and chest. He ran his hands over my body, even turning me around to get a good look at me from all angles. He said I had the body of cheerleader even without the uniform (I'm so glad I've kept up with my workouts at the gym). I reached in my purse and pulled out a condom. I figured since I was already naked, that it wasn't being too forward. Well, I didn't know why, but he laughed. I felt kind of silly, and told him I just wanted to be careful. He asked if I was afraid of getting pregnant, especially since he'd already cum in me once before. I told him that I didn't have to worry about that, but that I thought it might be good for us to practice safe sex. "I'll wear that, if you can get it on me," he said.
As I fumbled with the condom, I realized why he was laughing. The condom wasn't nearly big enough. I couldn't even get it half way over the bulbous head of his penis. Well, I gave up and tossed the condom on the coffee table and before I knew it, he had me bent over the couch and was taking me doggy style. I can't even remember the last time I had that, but I do know that I never had it THAT good. I came at least twice as he gripped my hips and ass while thrusting inside me from behind. He said that I had the hottest ass he'd ever seen, and then I felt him thrusting convulsively as he came. As his motion slowed, I noticed that he was still fully erect inside me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me up, and sat on the couch, me on his lap, his dick still inside me. It was so amazing, and I was so turned on that I began riding him that way, using my legs to lift myself up and down.
Here I was with this guy that I'd only met once before and I was trying this position I'd never tried before. I kept it up, while he guided me by my hips. It's a good thing my legs are in good shape because he kept me there for what must have been about 15 minutes. It felt amazing, but I didn't cum because my leg muscles were burning after awhile. I couldn't believe the stamina of his still rock-hard cock. Finally, he pulled me down onto him and told me to face him. I spun around, still not letting him slip out of my vagina. He fucked me for a while with me facing him like that before laying me on my back on the couch. His body was pressing against mine, my nipples tingling against his skin as he kissed me. Not only were we having sex, but I felt like he was making love to me. That thought drove me over the edge and I began cumming again. He came again shortly after ward. We lay dripping with sweat, both completely naked.
Eventually, we got up and I offered to get him something to eat, but he only had a glass of water. Including the time we drove to and from the restaurant, three hours had gone by and he said he needed to get up early the next morning. I didn't want him to leave, so I began kissing him. Just like on our first night together, we were in the kitchen alone, only this time we were both naked. I guess my lips had and affect on him because I felt his erection against my belly. I turned around leaning over on the kitchen counter wiggling my hips teasingly. It was another position I'd never tried before. The sight of my ass wiggling seemed to do the trick, and he pushed into me again from behind. His big hands felt so good on my ass as he pinned me against the counter fucking me so forcefully. After a long while, I climaxed again. My knees got weak and he had to wrap his arm around my waist to hold me up. But he didn't miss a stroke and he eventually came again inside me. He got dressed and I walked him to the door.
I still can't believe how comfortable I was around him. I was walking around completely naked without even a second thought. I kissed him goodnight, hoping for even more. But it was late, and I didn't want to push my luck and seem too needy. I slept like a baby last night. I got up and hit the gym this morning, and have been smiling the whole day. He called a little while ago and told me that he wanted to see me again tonight, this time going on a real date which we haven't done yet. If I have my way, we won't make it out of the house. I better go get ready!
I was stunned to read the entry in my mom's diary talking about a sexual experience. The date on the entry showed that it had been about 3 months after my parents had first separated. But even then, the divorce paperwork hadn't even been filed. I couldn't help but think that maybe this incident helped to solidify her decision to continue with the divorce. Could it really be? Could my mom have based her decision on some hidden desires awakened by this guy? I felt sick to my stomach when I read it, but I couldn't resist reading more...
Nov 3-
Dear Diary,
I hate Mondays. Work seemed to drag on. I still can't believe I spent so much time "recovering" yesterday. Who'd have guessed that I'd still be sore two days after the event. I haven't skipped church in so long. I still haven't heard anything from Jim. Could I have dreamt the whole thing? That's the only explanation I can think of. I didn't sleep well last night, so maybe I'll be able to tonight. Nov 5?
Dear Diary,
I still can't seem to sleep. I've been so restless at night, not to mention pre-occupied during the day. I even ran 6 miles on the treadmill at the gym. I thought for sure that I'd be exhausted enough to sleep all night, but I couldn't. I've got to get my mind on other things. Karen called yesterday and was asking about the other night, wanting to know who that was, and how it went. I felt so guilty as I lied to her about it. I don't think she really believed that nothing happened. It's a good thing she drank too much to remember. Nov 6-
Dear Diary,
He called!!! I'm still jumping up and down over it. I was at step-class at the gym after work and all I got was a voicemail, but my heart skipped several beats when I heard his voice. "This is Jim," is all he said. I called him back, but got his voicemail. I was practically tongue-tied, but I think I said something about wanting to see him again. Jeez, I feel like a school girl with a crush. It's silly, I know. But I've got butterflies in my stomach, and I can't get this smile off my face. I hope he calls back tonight! Nov 8-
Dear Diary,
My head is spinning. I haven't felt like this in... well, EVER! I'm sitting at work yesterday when he calls! I put everything on hold and answered. He wanted to see me again, and like a silly girl with a crush, I asked, "Is tonight too soon?" Good thing he was up for it. I slipped off to the drugstore at lunch and picked up a package of condoms. I don't know if I was more nervous about it or more excited. Anyway, I couldn't get home fast enough to get ready. He was picking me up and taking me to dinner, so I dressed up in my sexiest red dress and heels. Besides being out of practice, my hands wouldn't stop shaking, so it was hard to put my makeup on. But I got ready with only minutes to spare when the door bell rang. I raced to the door and opened it to find Jim standing there. We both laughed, almost not recognizing each other; me without my ponytail and cheerleader outfit, him without his big afro, shorts, and moustache. He said he only grew it for his costume, and I told him he looked much younger clean shaven. He kept complimenting me on my dress. Well, we got to the restaurant, but before we got out, he leaned over and kissed me. That was it. After making out in the car for a few minutes, I asked him if he minded skipping dinner (how bold of me, I know). He didn't mind at all, and we drove back home. I sat him down on my couch and made out with him again before kneeling down in front of him and giving him head. I know that sounds so dirty, but I just couldn't help it. And this time, I got a good, clear, sober look at him. Holy shit, was his cock big! Not only long, but thick, too. I pulled his pants off while I serviced him with my mouth, and he unzipped my dress. He lifted my head up by my chin and told me to get my dress off. I realized he hadn't seen me without clothes completely.. The idea of stripping for him turned me on, but it wasn't much of a strip tease because I couldn't slip out of my dress fast enough. He eyed my black lace bra and panties with lust before reaching over and slipping them off me. His lips felt amazing on my nipples, I can't remember being so wet.
He sat on the couch still at eye-level with my breasts. I pulled him up and took his shirt off. Whoa! What a body! I couldn't help but run my hands over his chiseled stomach and chest. He ran his hands over my body, even turning me around to get a good look at me from all angles. He said I had the body of cheerleader even without the uniform (I'm so glad I've kept up with my workouts at the gym). I reached in my purse and pulled out a condom. I figured since I was already naked, that it wasn't being too forward. Well, I didn't know why, but he laughed. I felt kind of silly, and told him I just wanted to be careful. He asked if I was afraid of getting pregnant, especially since he'd already cum in me once before. I told him that I didn't have to worry about that, but that I thought it might be good for us to practice safe sex. "I'll wear that, if you can get it on me," he said.
As I fumbled with the condom, I realized why he was laughing. The condom wasn't nearly big enough. I couldn't even get it half way over the bulbous head of his penis. Well, I gave up and tossed the condom on the coffee table and before I knew it, he had me bent over the couch and was taking me doggy style. I can't even remember the last time I had that, but I do know that I never had it THAT good. I came at least twice as he gripped my hips and ass while thrusting inside me from behind. He said that I had the hottest ass he'd ever seen, and then I felt him thrusting convulsively as he came. As his motion slowed, I noticed that he was still fully erect inside me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me up, and sat on the couch, me on his lap, his dick still inside me. It was so amazing, and I was so turned on that I began riding him that way, using my legs to lift myself up and down.
Here I was with this guy that I'd only met once before and I was trying this position I'd never tried before. I kept it up, while he guided me by my hips. It's a good thing my legs are in good shape because he kept me there for what must have been about 15 minutes. It felt amazing, but I didn't cum because my leg muscles were burning after awhile. I couldn't believe the stamina of his still rock-hard cock. Finally, he pulled me down onto him and told me to face him. I spun around, still not letting him slip out of my vagina. He fucked me for a while with me facing him like that before laying me on my back on the couch. His body was pressing against mine, my nipples tingling against his skin as he kissed me. Not only were we having sex, but I felt like he was making love to me. That thought drove me over the edge and I began cumming again. He came again shortly after ward. We lay dripping with sweat, both completely naked.
Eventually, we got up and I offered to get him something to eat, but he only had a glass of water. Including the time we drove to and from the restaurant, three hours had gone by and he said he needed to get up early the next morning. I didn't want him to leave, so I began kissing him. Just like on our first night together, we were in the kitchen alone, only this time we were both naked. I guess my lips had and affect on him because I felt his erection against my belly. I turned around leaning over on the kitchen counter wiggling my hips teasingly. It was another position I'd never tried before. The sight of my ass wiggling seemed to do the trick, and he pushed into me again from behind. His big hands felt so good on my ass as he pinned me against the counter fucking me so forcefully. After a long while, I climaxed again. My knees got weak and he had to wrap his arm around my waist to hold me up. But he didn't miss a stroke and he eventually came again inside me. He got dressed and I walked him to the door.
I still can't believe how comfortable I was around him. I was walking around completely naked without even a second thought. I kissed him goodnight, hoping for even more. But it was late, and I didn't want to push my luck and seem too needy. I slept like a baby last night. I got up and hit the gym this morning, and have been smiling the whole day. He called a little while ago and told me that he wanted to see me again tonight, this time going on a real date which we haven't done yet. If I have my way, we won't make it out of the house. I better go get ready!
