In part 1 a young teenager tells her diary: how she learns about physical pleasure from a girlfriend; becomes addicted to masturbation; watches her girlfriend have wild sex from a closet; gets asked to study with a cute guy who ends up taking her virginity; and finally, about all the wild sex she has when he comes over to help her with her chores.
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September 25
Dear Diary,
I think I am turning into a slut. I mean doing it with Shane was okay because I sort of consider him my boyfriend. But last night was something all together different. Well, Diary, I guess you'll have to judge for yourself after I tell you about it.
My parents gave Shane the third degree when he showed up for our date, but he did a perfect Eddie Haskell number on them. We escaped with a promise to have me home by midnight. Shane said there was a party later but we could go over to his friend Bill's house to hang out first. Bill lived in a mansion with an incredible rec room in the basement. It had a jukebox, dance floor with strobes, game parlor, a long bar stocked with every kind of drink and a small theater for TV and videos. Bill was there with a girl named Vicki who was in my history class. The lights were dimmed. Music videos were showing on the oversized TV screen while sound blasted from surround sound speakers and white strobes flashed across the dance floor.
Bill handed me a drink that looked like cranberry juice but was sweeter. After several sips I could feel warmth spreading through my body. It was loaded with alcohol. Bill and Vicki started dancing, rubbing and grinding their bodies together as they kissed and swayed to the music. When I finished my drink I was feeling very playful and carefree. I started doing a sexy bump and grind in front of Shane. I rubbed my hands along my hips and up my sides, brushing my tits before lifting them over my head and spinning around in circles.
I started laughing and giggling as I danced over to Shane and planted a very wet kiss on his mouth. I felt his hand move between my legs. I humped his fingers until they slipped under the crotch and into my pussy. I pulled away laughing, spinning my way out to the dance floor.
Bill returned to the bar leaving Vicki on the dance floor with me. She was wearing tight black nylon slacks, which outlined the contours of her shapely ass, and a sleeveless silver and black top which showed nice cleavage and was cut just above her bellybutton. She had shiny black 3-inch heels on her feet. Bright red lipstick and long, straight dark hair added to her sex appeal. She turned to me and whispered, "let's give them a real show."
With that Vicki reached under her blouse, unsnapped her bra and let it fall to the floor. Next she peeled off her tight slacks and started dancing in a pair of skimpy black thong panties, which barely covered her pussy mound. I had to admire her rounded ass cheeks and flat stomach. She looked over at me and winked, whispering "your turn".
I was dressed much more conservatively, but I still felt playful. First I lost my white mini-skirt exposing my blue silk lace panties, which hugged my pussy mound and clung tightly to the curves of my ass. Then I unbuttoned my frilly purple blouse and flung it across the room. My dark red half bra pushed up the swells of my breast and exposed the edges of my dark nipples. I was wearing purple heels. Vicki and I swayed to the music in a sexy dance, teasing the guys with our eyes and touching ourselves suggestively without going too far.
Vicki suggested we show them some tit. I shrugged my shoulders saying "why not". In one swift movement Vicki pulled her top over her head and threw it to Bill. She had two of the most perfectly formed tits I have ever seen. I was a little intimidated but I couldn't stop now. I unsnapped my bra and felt my two breast jiggle freely as I danced to the music. Vicki danced towards Bill spinning around as she alternately shook her tits and ass towards him. She danced right up to him until he could lean over and suck her nipple into his mouth. Then he picked her up and carried her over to the couch. They disappeared behind the back as he was removing her panties.
I shoved a hand down my panties and started fingering my moist pussy while I pinched my nipple with my other hand. Shane pulled out his cock and started stroking himself. He walked over to me, cock in hand, and stopped inches away. We gazed into each other's eyes while we continued masturbating. Loud moans and squeals were coming from the couch, but we were in our own world. I could feel a huge cum building in my belly. I rolled my clit between my thumb and forefinger. My eyes started to water. I bit my lip and started shaking, digging my fingers into Shane's chest as my pussy released. I screamed out loud. Juices gushed into my panties as I was consumed by a powerful orgasm.
Shane closed his eyes and said he was going to cum. I slid down until his cock was between my tits. He grunted as white goo streamed from his throbbing member. I put my nipple against his cock and felt his cum spray across the sensitive tip. I did the same thing with the other nipple. Gobs of cum kept erupting from his cock covering both breasts. I could feel it dripping between them and streaming down my stomach. I lowered my mouth and sucked the last few drops from him, then cleaned him with my lips and tongue.
Shane brought me a towel to clean myself, but I told him I wanted to leave it. I was feeling really wicked. About that time Vicki stood up and walked towards us to get her clothes from the dance floor. She was completely naked and I couldn't help but notice that her pussy was shaved bare. I could see her red clit poking out of her crack. Cum was leaking from her slit and running down her left leg. She looked up at me and saw the cum splattered all over my tits and winked at me. I should have been embarrassed, but I just giggled.