September 1, 20XX
The first thing I remember that happened today (writing this at night) was lying down on my bed, doors closed, and fingering myself to incest porn. Lesbian incest specifically. Disgusting? Absolutely. Inappropriate? Definitely. Hot as hell? Fuck, yeah!
I suppose I should write down what this is, and a brief summary of who I am. I was told it's "good for your first entry" or some bullshit like that. Well, my name is Star McClean. My nickname is Starrider. Self-appointed nickname, but I don't care. I saw an opportunity and I took it after I was introduced to, and fell in love with, the rock band Foreigner's "Starrider". Mick Jones is a criminally underrated singer. But I digress. As of writing this, I'm 20 years old, in my junior year of college. . . and that's it. Not much else. Real great way to introduce myself, huh?
I suppose if I wanted to brag about myself a bit, I could say I look good. C cup breasts, nearly D, about five-and-a-half feet, and while I don't think I have the face of a model, I still try to make myself look presentable. And a little sexy, not gonna lie.
So I was given this diary as a means to express myself. My mom noticed that I can be a bit reserved, so she got me this to try and let it all out when I need to. She's not a psychiatrist, but at least she's trying. Thank God above that she said she wouldn't look through without my permission. She would not approve of about 99% of what I would write down. Although, I wouldn't put it past her to check this out in case my behavior gets too extreme and wants to see if my writing reflects it.
Anyway, I'm currently going to school to be a history teacher. Yeah, yeah, I know, history's the most boring class ever. But I think I can make it interesting. History is so much more than WWII, and while it is important to talk about, I'm convinced that history teachers wait out the entire first semester talking about whatever, then spend the entire second semester picking apart every little detail about the war. But what I also study is hypnotism. I went to a hypnotism show a few years ago, and was totally floored with what the hypnotist made people in the crowd do. It was nuts, and I wanted a piece of that.
Ever since then, I've been practicing like crazy. I even managed to persuade my friends to be my guinea pigs. But it wasn't until just recently that I finally succeeded. It was just a simple thing, but it felt great. I managed to hypnotize a friend of mine to remove all her clothes when we were in my room. It was the hottest thing ever. My friend, Amber, is someone whom I've had a crush on for a while. And how could I not? Long red hair, full D breasts, and gorgeous legs that go for miles.
Great, I'm getting wet just thinking about it.
But what was great about it was that she didn't seem to be any the wiser about it. She just stood there totally naked like it was nothing. It took all of my steadily draining willpower to not just grab her and run my hands up and down her body while kissing her.
It's no secret I'm a lesbian. I had a girlfriend in high school, not Amber, sadly, and I would openly kiss her in the hallways before we would split to go to our classes. Anyone who tried to reprimand us got a big ol' "fuck you" and a taunt right after. Usually something along the lines of "tell your mom I had a great time last night."
Fortunately, I was able to reverse Amber's hypnosis. But now that I got that piece of what I wanted, I wanted more.
So back to today. Lesbian incest. That is my jam. Even though it's all fake, I love watching "sisters" or a "mom and daughter" fuck each other. It is the greatest. I especially love it when the "mom" is the dom, and the "daughter" is the sub. Of course, other way around is just as hot. I just can't get enough of it. I remember my orgasm was a pretty big one this morning. Maybe it was because I was watching my biggest fetish? Maybe it's because incest, regardless of what kind, is just naturally taboo? Or maybe it's because I was imagining myself and my own mom in the places of the actors?
I won't write too much about my mom, cuz this diary's supposed to be about me, but at 42, she is a fucking knock-out. A few inches taller than me, DD cup breasts, a nice bubble butt, and a strong, lightly muscled figure that still draws in looks from both men and women. So it's no surprise that my lesbian nature and incest fetish have collided to make me lust super hard at my own mom.
After I climaxed, and licked myself clean, I remember today being a slow day. Classes weren't anything special, couldn't really talk to friends due to conflicting schedules, and then dinner at seven, and now here I am. Of course, I'm now wet and horny and ready to masturbate to mental images of my mom. In fact, I'll do that now. But man I wish I could make my fantasies real.
September 2, 20XX
I'VE GOT IT! Hypnosis! That's how I'll do it. That's what's gonna get me my desire. But to pull this off, I'm gonna need a lot more practice.
September 6, 20XX
So it's been a few days, but I don't care. I'm not gonna go straight for the kill today, but instead, I want to try something.
September 6, 20XX (2)
Yes! It worked! I decided to try out hypnotic suggestions. After I woke mom up from her trance, every time I would say the word "red", she would count from one to ten. But the real kicker is that she would forget the number "six". So for the next fifteen minutes, I would slip in "red" in my statements, and then she would count to ten forgoing six. I made sure to reverse it though, just to be on the safe side.
Maybe I should do a few more tests before I get really serious.
September 8, 20XX
FUCK THIS SHIT! The nerve of that limp-dick sack of shit! How dare that fucking Eli ask out Amber. AND SHE SAID YES!
Well. . . I suppose I shouldn't really get mad over this. I am trying to turn mom into my lover. But I also want Amber. Man. . .
September 11, 20XX
Rest in peace to everyone who perished.
September 12, 20XX
All right. Today's the day I go for it. I don't quite feel comfortable trying to get her in bed just yet, but I am gonna try and get some naughtiness out of her. Fingers crossed.
September 12, 20XX (2)
I'm so happy I could cry. So what I did is I implanted a very special suggestion. I was worried it wouldn't work, but surprisingly, it did. Every time I make physical contact with her, she would feel compelled to remove an article of clothing, and she would keep the bit of clothing off for the rest of the day. Didn't matter which one, just any piece.
But that didn't matter in the slightest. For the next hour, I would either give her a hug, or "accidentally" brush up against her. But what was especially great about it, is that she would think nothing of it. To her, it would be the most ordinary thing ever.
For the rest of the day, she would walk around the house naked, and was not ashamed at all. I constantly got great views of her tits, her tight round ass, and her gorgeous clit. When I saw it, I noticed that she shaves her crotch. As of now, she's probably still watching TV naked.
Maybe I'll join her and snuggle up to her?
September 13, 20XX
Oh my. So I'm writing this later in the day. Was too anxious to write a bit in the morning. I was ready to kick it up a notch. Plus, I still have school. Laaaaame!
So I had introduced mom to full on nudity around the house. I thought perhaps making it a little more. . . permanent.
I went through the motions, but when I had her under my spell, I went straight for the jugular and told her to strip right there and then. And from now on, when it's just the two of us in the house, she would remain naked. She would only put on clothes if she absolutely needed to. Like if she needed an apron for cooking or something like that.
She woke up, and holy shit. She actually did it. She stripped down to nothing, and then resumed her day. I had to go to the bathroom right away to masturbate. When I was done, I got out and went to mom. I asked her how she felt. She responded saying she felt fine. Nothing wrong.
I was so happy. I was one step closing to realizing my greatest fantasy. I decided to try one more thing. I had her under once more, then told her that she would encourage me to be naked around the house with her. I had just masturbated, but I got so wet again when she got up and told me to strip. It felt so dirty and I loved it. And the best part was that mom didn't think there was anything sexual about it at all. She just thought that the two of us being naked was something that should be par for the course.
That'll be it for now. Don't want to push it too far too fast just in case it all starts to unravel. As much as I don't want to say it, it may be best to wait a few days.
. . . fuuuuuck