The Diary Of A Freak

Dear Diary 8:

I Moved Around My Covers When I Heard My Phone Rang.

Pull Up To Me Bumpa, Just Wave Me Over. Pull Up To Me Bumpa, Pull Up To Me Bumpa And Just Win Me Over.  

My Jamaican Ringtone Sounded. I Answered Before The Call Ended.

"Hello," I Stated In A Sleepy Voice. I Heard A Deep Throat Being Cleared.

"I Hope I Didn't Interrupt Anything But I Was Wondering Is You Still Coming Over?" The Deep Voice Said.

"Who Dea Hell Is This?" I Asked. The Dude Chuckled.

"I See You Aint Save My Number Lil Mama. This Smoke." His Voice Warmed A Little.

"Ohhh Shit, My B. I Came Home To A Shower And Took A Nap. Send Me Your Address. I'll Be On My Way." I Got Up To Find Something Simple.

"Ok. I Will Do It Now But Come In A Robe, Nothing Else." Smoke Simply Said Then Hung Up. I Smiled. I Took Another Shower And Other Things. I Found A Cute Cheetah Robe Deep In My Closet. I Found My Pretty Cheetah Sandels. I Put On Everything And Made Sure My Purse Had Everything Or Weapon I Needed. I Existed My Room Quietly. I Creeped Down The Stairs And Out The Door. Before I Entered My Car, I Got A Text From Smoke. He Didn't Stay Far. I Put It In My GPS And Drove.

45 Minutes Later, I Pulled Up To A Tall Brown House. It Read Expensive. I Looked In My Compartment For A Stashed Blunt. Then I Felt My Phone Vibrating. I Looked Down To See Smoke Calling. I Fired My Blunt In My Mouth And Answered The Phone.

"I'm Here." I Told Him Letting Out Smoke. It Grew Silent. I Was Puffing And Releasing. He Probably Heard Me Then I Heard A Tap On My Passenger Side. I Reached For My Gun Under The Seat Till I Noticed It Was Smoke. I Unlocked The Doors And He Entered.

"Damn You Out Hea Smoking And Aint Sharing. Damn."  Smoke Said Chuckling.

"I Aint Know Dhat."  I Passed Him The Blunt. Then We Started A Smoke Session. It Lasted For The Next 20Minutes. Smoke Was Looking At Me. I Licked My Lips Real Slow. I Wanted Him To Know I Wanted To Taste Him. I Reached Out To Grab The Blunt And My Robe Slipped Off My Body. I Blow Out Smoke, Blew Him A Kiss And Puffed Again. Smoke Leaned Back His Seat So It Was Laying Straight Down.

"Come Lay With Me!" His Voice Sounded. I Threw The Roach In The Ashtray. I Climbed On Top Of Him. He Grabbed My Booty. I Giggled.

"Ready To Be My Video Girl?" He Asked In A Statement. I Straddled Him Sitting Up. My Titties Bounced And I Forgot I Didn't Have On A Bra And Underwear. I Looked Down At Him. I Started To Wine Slowly. He Grabbed My Hips And Grind With Me. I Put My Chest To His Chest.

"Have You Ever Had Car Sex?" Smoke Asked Me. I Never Thought About Having Sex In My Car. I Shook My Head No. He Just Nodded.

Our Lips Met, Our Tounges Had A War And I Started To Strip Smoke Out Of His Clothes. I Felt His Erection. My Mouth Got Watery. Smoke Slapped My Ass Hard. My Pussy Got Soakin Wet. That Feeling Felt Hot. I Looked At Him.

"What's Wrong? You Don't Like That?" Smoke Asked Scared. His Eyes Read Lust.

"I Never Had A Boy Slap My Ass Before Sex. It Got Me Wet." I Grabbed His Hand And Put It On My Pussy. Smoke Felt It, He Started To Finger Me Slow.

"Damn Girl Yo Pussy Wet. Wet As Fuck." Smoke Was Loving It. I Started To Moan. His Fingers Was Feeling Good. I Felt I Was About To Come But I Didn't Want To. I Wanted Dick.

"STOP!" I Yelled. Smoke Looked At Me.

"Whats Wrong E?"

"Stick Yo Dick In, Now." I Demanded. Smoke Told Me To Raise Up. He Put On A Condom Then I Slid Down Slowly. I Felt Him Deep, Damn This Shit Hurt. I Told Myself. I Just Froze.