Smut Diaries

Addicted Ch. 1

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I knew I was addicted. I knew it was wrong. I knew that it was dangerous. But when I was horny I just didn't care. I needed to be used. I needed to be used hard. I needed to switch off my brain, to switch off my controlling personality. I needed to switch it off and live instead through my body. And my body craved sweat and dirt and pain and cum. My body betrayed me as the slut that I am.

After School

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AFTER SCHOOLCome on in, Peter. Laura Rogers said with a big smile, How was school today, dear?Pretty good, Mrs. Rogers. Peter replied quickly, I was so excited about our session this week, so my mind wasn't on my studies today. I did what you asked, and waited all week.How sweet of you. Laura answered while kissing the young lad on the cheek. Lets go inside I have some cookies and milk. Laura cooed wrapping her arm around him, I've been thinking of you all week myself. I have a special surprise for you today. I want smokes and beer. Is it smokes and beer?

Dear Diary, the Exerpts

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Dear Diary

September 5, 2000

Dear Diary,

Today, I started my first semester at school. I don't fit
in already. All these skinny little Brittany Spears types
running around, and then theirs me. Who would want a woman
with large 36 DD breasts, my thick thighs, all my curves,
and big bottom? Who is ever going to want me? I knew I
should have stayed home where I belong. Oh diary, I want
so to feel the closeness of a man. To touch my first penis.
To have a guy grope my breasts, sticking them in his warm
mouth. Oh diary just thinking about it makes me hot and

Dear Sadie

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Dear Sadie,I'm going to call you Sadie. My mother bought this journal a year ago and now I'm going to call you Sadie. As you can see from the picture I've taped inside your front cover, I'm 13, 5'2", 95 pounds, with long red hair and thick lips. My breasts are just beginning to sprout. I'm between an A cup and B cup. It's kinda hard to get a bra that fits right. Mostly I just use sports bras, or not wear one.Anyway Sadie, I'm writing you because things in my life have really begun to happen in my life. Last night, I had a sleepover at Nicky's house. Nicky is half Hawaiian.

Diary of a Nympho

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Diary of a Nymphomaniac by FyreSeptember 1, 2000Dear Diary,I've been reading a lot on the internet. I'm wondering if I'm really a sex addict. What started this is that a "concerned wife" of one of the men I'm seeing emailed me an assortment of websites about sexual addiction. I think she was trying to indicate that I must have a rather "serious problem." I guess because I fucked her beloved husband on the picnic table at the park, she thought I must need therapy. I shrugged, but I took a web trip through her handpicked sites. I might be one!!

Diary of a Teenage Slut.

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Dear Diary, Hello there. I'm Celina. I've had this book for a while, but I never seemed to have anything interesting to write in it. Now I do. Ever since I was eleven, I have been masturbating. Sticking hairbrushes and vibrating toothbrushes into my tiny cunt. I've never been caught, but I have always left my door unlocked. I guess I just like the excitement. Anyway, I had always desired sex. I wanted it so bad. I finally got it. Sure, it took six years, but it was worth it. It was a Friday night. My best friend, Jake, and his girlfriend, Brittany, were going to come over to hang out.

Diary of the Poonhound

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Thursday, August 13. 3:30 p.m.I walk into the club. The music is playing, but no one is on stage. The Dj sees me and orders Sophie to get ready. A woman peels off the bar and into the dressing room. There are two tables where women are talking to men. I select a table where I can see the stage, but where I'm not too close. I look around to see the dancers to size up what I'm up against. It's the best time to get laid in the club. Most of the dancers are single mothers whose bodies have been ravaged by childbirth.

Hi, I'm Bob

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Hi, I'm Bob. I'm one of the contributing photographers of Young Cuties and Really Innocent, pulp magazines sold where other erotic magazines can be found. I work the Los Angeles area, although I'm often found in Hollywood where I have a studio. I have a couple of agents who keep their eyes open for young talent, but sometimes I find the talent on my own. This is one of my stories. It was late in the evening on yet another of those scorcher late August days.

I'm still cumming

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I'm love sex, so I'm going to talk about it. This is the first time I've ever posted at a place like this. All my posts are true. They are not made up. But if there is something you would like to hear me write about, post and let me know, then, I'll do it and tell you about it. Every juicy, cum filled detail of it. God, just writing this little bit has make my pussy swell. I'm so wet and horny.My Husband got home from work late today, and as soon as he walked in, I knew I was going to fuck him. There was just something in his eyes that said he wanted sex, and I will NEVER turn sex down.

Justin Earns a Living

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The bell rang, ending another day for Justin. The 16 year old junior hustled out of class and made her way through the crowded hallway. For most of the students of St. Mary's Private School, it was time to either figure out where the party was for the weekend, or to head towards the party. For Justin, she was the party, and it was hard work. It had been six months since her parents threw her out. Her older sister had been the gifted one, getting all the attention from the parents. Justin had always just been tolerated. Justin didn't hold that against her sister.

lily.

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i am a 19 years old girl called Lily...oh but you can call me babypussy.because that's what everyone else calls me.everyone else means my brothers and all the people they introduced me to.my brothers are Greg[34],Tony[29],and Eli[26].i have lived with them since i was 13,after my father died and my mother remarried and moved to africa...i guess you know why she'd do that right?!

Michelle

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My name is Felix. I'm 41 y/o, 179 cm and I'm divorced. I spend my free time in the park. I meet there a nice looking woman, a brunette. We talk a lot every day. We become friends. Her name is Michelle. She is 46 y/o and married. She is taller than me, about 190 cm. Her hips are large and she has round boobs, and that makes her very feminine. Michelle is wearing black dresses all the time. Her dark hair is pulled into a long ponytail that trail down her back, almost touching her butt.

Reunion

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Dear Diary,I hadn't seen Paul for six months and as I drove to the airport I was so horny. I'd already masterbated three times that morning knowing that I was going to be seeing him again and having his wonderful dick inside me.I waited at the luggage pick up for him to come through customs and ran to meet him as soon as I saw him. We hugged and kissed each other, grabbed his luggage and headed to the car. "Did you have a good flight?" I asked. He told me that he had except for the fact that he kept getting hard everytime he thought about seeing me again.

Seaching for Big O

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Searching for Big OBy XandriaFebruary 1st 2003 12:30am

Dear Diary,

Something happened tonight...

I can't believe I'm about to write it all down, but I desperately need to tell someone, and I know that I can never say this out loud.

I'm blushing a little as I write this, but it was just so hot, and I'd undressed to have a cool bath, when I caught my reflection in the full length mirror. Confused, it took me a moment to realise that the beautiful woman reflected, was me! I'd never really taken much notice of my developing body before, but I'm sure aware of it now.

Tales of an Escort

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It was my first day as an escort. I was scared out of my mind. Not about the sex but about all of the horror stories I have heard about girls getting hurt. The drugs that seem to slip into your life and before you know it BAM your hit and you're a junky giving blow jobs for ten dollars. Is there a good side to fucking for money?

The Next Day - After Becoming a Slut

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A Slut's Diary- The Next Day Hello, my name is Amy, and I'm a brand new slut. I don't know why I get so turned on posting these stories, but I'm having a blast! The truth is, it's both exciting and terrifying sharing my diary with you and telling you such intimate details about myself on such an explicit and personal level. I have no way of knowing don't even know who is is reading the stories, but it's tremendously erotic imagining that they make your penis hard or your pussy wet and that you're masturbating, or sharing them with your husband, your wife, or your other lovers.