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Dear Diary

Date: 11/8/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Author: Qlick, Rating: 92.6, Source: sexstories.com

I received a message asking me to re-post this story. It was posted here a while back but was removed because of age references. Those have been corrected without destroying the flavor of the story. Please enjoy. Qlick ___________________________________________________________________ Dear diary, This is my first entry, so I'm not sure how to do this. This diary is a present my girlfriend gave me. She says it's fun and a good thing to keep track of what's happening in your life. I'll just start writing and see what happens. My birthday was great! The party Mom and Dad threw for me was heavenly. All my friends were there and the presents I got were devine. Each one was fun, but in the back of my mind I keep wondering what present Mr. Bernard has for me. I know it will be loads of fun. To bad I can't tell anyone about it. My parents would go ape and my friends would be grossed out. When I think about what started six months ago, I feel myself getting wet and I press my legs together to put pressure on my aching pussy. I guess I'll start from the beginning and put it all down. Mr. Bernard is the old fat guy next door. He moved in a year ago and I noticed from the beginning how he would look at me. I'm not a dummy. I was a virgin, but I knew all about sex and had even played with myself a few times. So I knew, by the way he looked at me, that he was a dirty old man. Mom and Dad didn't seem to notice. He was always friendly to them and they hit it off quite well. He would spend a ... half hour or so a day at our house, visiting with my parents. Back then he gave me the creeps and I tried to stay away from him, but occasionally I'd have to be in the same room when he was there. When that happened he would always hug me. Not the kind of hug you get from a friend, but a full body contact one where he would press his crotch against me. And he would always have a hard lump in his pants. I knew it was his hard cock, which was kind of creepy, but at the same time I could feel my pussy getting wet because of it, which at the time was even more creepy. The first few times I was confused because of the conflicting feelings I had. Finally I just decided to ignore it and allow him his little perverted pleasure. I didn't tell Mom or Dad because I wasn't sure they would believe me. Now I'm glad I didn't. That went on for awhile, until one day things changed. I walked into the kitchen and Mr. Bernard was there, but my parents were no place to be seen. "Where's Mom and Dad?" I ask. “They're in the family-room looking for something on the computer." He said, his eyes moving up and down my body. I’ve grown a little since then but at that time I was 4' 6" tall and weighed 75 lbs. My breasts had just reached the size of half an orange and my hips had started to fill out to the point that I had a slender hour glass shape. I was wearing a short skirt, sandals and a tight tank top. I thought I was hot and liked it when the boys looked at me. So when this old fat mans eyes seem ...