5/29/2017
Something amazing happened. I'm so overtaken by emotion I just have to sit down and write this, and I've never really written anything that wasn't mandated by the boring ass teachers at my old boring ass school. Anyway, although it's pretty fucking gay, I guess this could be considered a kind of diary. I deleted and rewrote that word three times because I feel like a faggot every time I see it on the screen.
I fucked my cousin's mouth today. Let me write that again, it feels so fucking good. I fucked her cute little mouth. She wouldn't let me cum on her face so I had to dump my load on a potted plant I had nearby. Even while licking my cock she still manages to be a fucking tease that slut. Little does she know, she'll get what's coming to her.
Maybe I'll post this on the internet after I've grown tired of abusing her. I want to immortalize my new whore, my submissive little bunny.
My future readers, if they exist, must be wondering how I did such a thing. Or why I did such a thing for that matter? To answer the last question, she's cute, I think I've said it a couple of times already. Try picturing her in your head, she's about five feet, white chubby cheeks like a baby, her legs are a bit skinny but those D cups of hers remind me she is a woman, and they always make my dick stand at attention.
My uncle and auntie think she's this princess, a perfect little angel. Well miss perfect has had a couple of boyfriends, at eighteen no less. Her parents treat her like such a child it honestly disgusts me, she plays along so she can be in their good graces and excuse her fuckups. I'm really fucking tired of picking her drunk ass up from parties at six in the morning and helping her out with school.
"Zack I'm going to fail math, help me study. Please."
She drags that please like a child begging her parents to buy her a toy. I have no excuse to deny her since I'm taking a gap year while doing jack shit pretty much. My mother is always telling me not to be mean to my cousin.
Well Jennie, I'll be really, REALLY mean to you from now on, your mouth was only the beginning. And guess what, if you don't behave like a good little slave, this shit will go out to the internet, maybe with a couple of pictures or videos of you on your knees, looking up at me.
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5/31/2017
I haven't seen her since the last time I updated this journal (finally came up with a better word) but I'm writing preemptively because her family will be coming over tonight and if all goes well I probably won't have time to write.
I noticed I never actually explained how I got her to service me two days ago. Firstly, let's talk about the logistical side of things. My father is a truck driver who pretty much only comes home on the weekends, sometimes not even that. My mother is a nurse who often does long night shifts at the hospital and then sleeps during most of the day, I kept telling her working so many hours is bad for stress but she prefers the money I guess. Now It's actually very convenient for me she stays away from home for so long.
I was tutoring her in my room the other day when I noticed she kept staring at the ground and clutching her arms tightly. She usually doesn't listen to anything I say, instead, she gossips and speaks of her stupid problems, but even for her this was abnormal. Since I'm such a nice person and all, I asked her what was wrong but she wouldn't answer. We clearly wouldn't study anymore and since we were alone in the house, I opened a bottle of whiskey and we had a couple of drinks. She drinks a lot, typical of a slut like her, I also loosened up a bit and asked her what the problem was.
Get this, she bought a quarter ounce of coke from a guy who knew a dealer and promised to pay him. Her friends had planned to share the coke, split the bill and give her the money. Well her so called "friends" did the coke but didn't give her any of the money, she woke up the next day and is now indebted to an actual coke dealer. According to her it's this really big guy with face tats, people like that don't play around. Apparently, the guy got her number and threatened to beat up her boyfriend and then her if she didn't pay up. She wailed and sobbed while she told me all this.
What dumb bitch, I pretended to be surprised and told her if this got out she would probably get expelled from school or maybe even GO TO JAIL and her parents would be so disappointed they might DISOWN HER. I was so excessively dramatic I should have won an Oscar for my performance. I said all this while sounding disappointed although I know quite well she is just the type of girl to do such a stupid thing. I then twisted my face to show a hint of concern and, hugging her and said.
"I got some money, I might help you out. I don't know."
"Please!! I'm so sorry for what I did. I'll do anything!! I beg you... please fucking help me Zack!!"
Her tears had dried up but she still had that squeaky crying voice.
"Jennie, I think I ought to tell your parents. I'm sorry but they should know about all this."
She started screaming and spazzing out. She grabbed the collars of my t-shirt and buried her face in my chest, wetting it with her tears.
After leading her to my bed, we sat down. I held Jennie's hand, so petite and soft, just like she was. I moved her light brown hair out of the way and whispered in her ear.
"You really don't deserve any fucking help Jennie you know that?"
She gasped and it looked like she was about to have an anxiety attack right in front of me. I interrupted the beginnings of her convulsions by whispering in her ear some more.
"But you're my baby cousin, so I'll let it slide this time. I'm sure that, from now on, you'll be on your best behavior, won't you?"
I brought her hand to my cock that was already hard as steel. Gently, I made her fingertips rub against the place of my pants where the shaft was. For a couple of seconds, all I could hear was the sound of the warm summer breeze at the beginning of nighttime. My lips were still next to her ear and her hand was still on my bulge but she didn't move an inch, it's as if something had instantly frozen our dear Jennie. I lost my patience with the cunt.
"Ok, I'll just have to call your parents then. Don't worry Jennie, I'm sure they'll visit you in prison."
"NO!"
The whore finally got on her knees in front of me, one last sob, one last wide-eyed look asking me for mercy, just like a little puppy. I wasn't in the mood for mercy that day.