Annie read over her words, smiling as she did, enjoying reading one of her favourite fantasies, of being enjoyed by a much younger man. She fidgeted in her seat, and as she did, she realised how aroused it was making her, and that thought encouraged her on to write more, to add to her fantasy, forgetting the reason she was writing it even as she typed more.
“Even as I took the parcel, I could feel how hot it was making me, the way he was staring now. It made me feel so good knowing that even at my age this boy was still enjoying looking at me. So I took a deep breath and come right out with “Like what you see? Gonna show me something back? Bet your cock is hard, go on, show me darling and I will give you the best blow job you ever had.” Even as I said it I could see the look of shock on his face and he really blushed, but I swear I also saw the bulge grow in his trousers.
He stammered and spluttered, I think he must have thought he misheard me, shaking his head a bit and taking a couple of steps back. But then he looked up at me again, “you really wanna see it?” he asks and I smile and nod yes. “Come on then” he says even as he steps inside the porch and undoes his belt.
Well diary, you know me, I don’t say no to cock. So I dropped to my knees right in front of him, unzipping his trousers and pulling out his hard cock. It was a little thin, but a cock is a cock for a dirty girl like me. I slowly stroked him, and he was moaning already. Then I leaned forward, licking it just a little, tasted a little precum, and then I just slid my mouth over him, sucking him nice and deep.
God, he cum so quick, one moment I was just getting adjusted to his long thin cock, the next he thrusts forward with a loud moan, and is pumping his cum into my mouth, loads of it, but I managed to swallow most of it.
I gave him a few more sucks after he had cum, but then he was pulling back and doing his trousers back up. “Fucking hell, what a dirty old slut” he said to me even as I was still on my knees, but I just smiled and licked my lips as I smiled in agreement with him. And that was it, he was gone in seconds then, running down the pathway to his car. I quickly got indoors, hoping the neighbours didn’t notice anything.
So dairy, that was my day, another fantasy of mine, maybe more tomorrow.”
Annie read and re-read it. She loved the fantasy and it was so like others she had written about, and she so wanted it in her diary. But even as she looked at the computer screen, she wondered if she should send this, if maybe it was too much, giving too much away. After all, her blackmailer already had so much to use against her, surely her helping by sending this would make it worse. |