A Collection Of Stories In My Head

Dear Dairy (Part one)

I have always had a thing for Kylie ever since I set my eyes on her in my favorite coffee shop. It felt like fate. I wasn't planning on talking to her at all. I'm not good with that awkward, first hellos. What was I even going to say if I eventually walked up to her? My friends, Lisa and James kept on teasing me ever since I told them about her.

"Just walk up to her! It isn't that hard" James said. He had followed me to the shop to see her. According to him, he wanted to "check her out".

"If you don't, I hope you wouldn't mind if I talk to her" James continued as he threw me a devilish smile.

"Don't!" I replied him. "I'll do it. I just need to prepare myself. Ok? Don't rush me."

"Prepare yourself for what? Dude, just walk up to her and go with the flow" The once quiet Lisa snapped.

A few days later, I went for an event at the Lardey Hotel. A bunch of famous authors were coming including a few of my favorites. I wasn't going to miss the opportunity to meet them.

The place was packed and it was like a maze, I couldn't navigate through the crowd. I wasn't good with crowds. I felt suffocated, so after a while, I left to find a bar where I could relax

To cut the story short, she was there. Kylie. She looked as cute and as good as ever. She had make up on, not too much or too little, but just enough to highlight her face. She wore the most beautiful, purple dress that clung a little to her body. It wasn't too revealing either. The perfect dress, in the perfect colour, worn by the perfect girl.

This is my time, I have to talk to her now or I'll never forgive myself.

Dusting my pants while standing up, I made my way to her direction as I was brushing my hair.

"Hey" I said as I sat down beside her. "I'm Ekene". I continued while making eye contact and smiling.

Saying that sentence was one of the hardest thing I had to do all night. Looking into her eyes I felt like I was drowning in ecstasy as I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.

Calm down, right now is not the time to panic. Just go with the flow as Lisa had said, don't go over board.

"Hey" she replied smiling back. "Are you here for the meet up as well?" she asked.

"Yeah" I replied. "How can you tell?" I asked.

"You look like the book type. My type." She said maintaining eye contact.

Did she just... Nah! I must be sleep deprived. Yeah that makes better sense.

"Hope I'm your type?" she continued as she stirred her drink.

I was so dumbfounded. My attraction level for her shot through the roof. What I needed was to loosen up a bit. I ordered drinks for us. A few drinks later and we are both joking and having a great time. The night sped up fast, the way time flies faster when you are enjoying yourself.

"...and at the ending of the night, I got a cab for her and..."

"Bro, tell me you got her number?" James asked as he interrupted me.

"James, let the boy finish his story" Lisa replied to James.

"I texted her. I'm going on a date with her, tomorrow." I continued.

"That was fast." they both chorused.

They were both surprised. Who wouldn't? But I didn't want to waste time playing games. What I wanted was her and that's what I'll get.

The day of the date started like any other day but as the time we were to meet drew closer I began to panic. I had planned we'd meet at the park for a brief picnic, an activity I can use to get to know her. Then we head to the cinema so we can relax and then a dinner at a restaurant.

The date went so well, we kept on seeing and a few months later. Lisa and James thought we were moving to fast. I didn't think so. I loved our pace. Being with her was the best thing that had happened to me. Not exaggerating. She was caring, loving, insightful and smart.

The day we officially became exclusive, Kylie planned a surprise dinner for both of us at her place. It was the first time I was going to her side but my joy overwhelmed my nervousness. She made jollof rice. It was a lovely dinner, after which we sat down to watch Netflix. Kylie rested on my laps and soon dozed off like a baby being rocked to sleep. "She's such a cute sleeper." I thought as I brushed the hair hanging on her face over her ears, so I could admire her beauty. Her smooth skin, so mesmerizing that a baby couldn't compete. Her lips, so plump, so full- so, moist... making me to lust, to yearn for them to become one with mine.

As I kept twirling her hair in my hand, feeling of her silky hair, and the warmth of her skin, made my core ache. I tried to concentrate on what I was watching, and didn't want to get hard with her face close to it. But in the end, I'm only just a man.

After a few hellish minutes of trying to suppress my urges Kylie chuckled. This made me think she knew just what she was doing.

"Let me help you with that?" she said as she began to slowly caress my inner thigh.

Obviously I needed and wanted the help. I was just too shy to say it. We had never done anything sexual before.

"Do you need help?" she asked again as her hand slowly moved up my thigh.

"Yes" I whispered...

She slowly knelt before me, unzipped my trousers and gradually moved them out of her way.

She went down on me and got to work. She was slow, rhythmic and steady. I felt like I was melting at the same time being sucked out of my body.

"Mmm" I moaned while running my hand through her hair.

She looked up at me and I noticed a sparkle in her eyes and an intense grin on her face. For a moment, she didn't seem like herself, she looked weird, scary even, if I say so.

Before I knew it, her grip became tighter almost like she was trying to choke my genitals and she began using her teeth.

"Kylie!" I said panicking but she ignored me. I called to her but it feel on deaf ears.

I looked to her and she seemed to be enjoying what she was doing. It appeared that she was getting off from it.

The gritty sensation was unbearable. It felt like i was sandwiched between two set of blunt edges.

"Kylie!" I called out to her. "Please..." I said but before I could complete my sentence, I exploded in her mouth...
(to be continued or will it?)

Writers note

Hey! :) Thanks for reading my work. I honestly didn't think anyone would be interested in the explicit stories I had to share but I keep getting blown away when I log back here to see you guys still interact with it.

I had this in my drafts for 4 years cause I was unable to finish part 2 of Dear Diary.

The part 2 leaned a little too much  on the gory side and was going to cross a lot of lines. I was not in a good mental state, it showed, and now that I'm better, I am deciding to not finish it. Ever :)

For your sake and mine. That part of the story will never see the light of day.

If I ever do have another short story swimming in my head, I'll be sure to drop it here. Just for the fun of it.

Bye! See you in another 4 years XD