Dear Diary,
My best friend Shaylin came over last night to hang out. Time got away from us and rather than drive 20 miles home, she stayed the night. She and I have no secrets between us, so I decided to confide in her as I have so many times before on these pages.
A decision I made to stay home after high school and attend junior college has become challenging. My lust for a man is growing and I'm not sure if my mother would allow me to share my bed with a lover. I know my mother has incredible desires and a ferocious sex drive but, when it comes to me, I'm still treated like a child. If she ever knew the real issue, I guarantee she wouldn't approve.
I told Shaylin about a month ago that I started listening to the sounds of my mother's thundering orgasmic screeches. As I told her of the nightly adventures, as if on que, my mother began howling. Both of us started to giggle, the volume was unbelievable. Since Mom's boyfriend Frank moved in, this has become a nightly occurrence. Then I confessed to Shaylin that when I hear them, I masturbate, fantasizing that Frank is fucking me. She understood and agreed that it certainly was arousing hearing the passion in the next room.
We could clearly hear my mother's roar, begging Frank to fuck her harder. This piqued our interest and I had an idea. Mom's bedroom has a window facing the patio. The curtain in her room doesn't close completely and from the correct angle, provides a clear view of her bed. Shaylin and I went outside and quietly positioned a lounge chair so we had a great view while we watched my mother writhe in a frenzy. What we saw was amazing. Frank had her on her hands and knees bent over, pulling her hair and fucking her like a dog. Shaylin loved what she saw. She whispered that she understood how I could fantasize being taken by Frank.