Dear Diary I Met A Boy

"Turn around" he told me.

"I want to see that ish" I got even more aroused and did as he wished , I stripped of my lacy underwear ,the music thumping in the background excited me even more.Here I was swerving my hips infront of him whilst he watched me smoking a cigarette , he was shirtless , his six pack looked as if it was almost glistening , he grinned his eyes never left my body . I was now naked infront of him , I went over to kiss him he told me to go back the show hadn't finished , I was already aroused I was wet and ready and willing to do anything so that he could .... I carried on swaying my hips around , turning around whilst my hips moved in motion , I grinded my way down to the floor and got up I felt like a stripper in one of those rap music videos , gosh I had never stripped for a guy before I couldn't believe I was doing this , I could see the excitement in his eyes.

I took one more sip of the white wine that was on the table next to him so I could really give him a show , I danced even more and then he got up and joined me he started to grind with me his hands on my hips , he turned me around his hands where now grasping my arse then finally his lips met mine , I moaned . His hands then moved further down until I could feel his fingers inside me mmmmm I bit his lip with excitement and pressed myself closer to him so I could feel his erection rubbing againist me .

THUD! suddenly the door opened to reveal a tall average black girl she looked distressed her face was raging with anger she shouted something in Yoruba the only part that I heard was

"so this is why youv been ignoring my messages , I swear you shall see what I shall do to this whore" she said in a thick nigerian accent that's when I realised..she was talking about me !

Dear Diary I met a boy ...but this one unlike the others might just be the death of me.