| Rachael's Dairy |
| January 13th, 2001 Dear Dairy, This is the initial entry, but I have wanted to entries before I just haven't had the space to write. Many things I have seen I don't want to forget nor would I want others to forget, I was driving up Spy Run in Fort Wayne and I saw a very well dress (lady) walking by herself at midnight, I turned around as I was going to ask if she needed a ride as I got closer i could tell she was a he but that didn't phase me. She wouldn't let me get close enough to get a good look, or even talk to her. I was just being a friend, it's sad the things that we will never know, if nothing more than your not alone Feburary 1st, 2001 Dear Dairy I am getting ready to go to work, so the only thing I have worn up til this time is my short purple night gown and a necklace. I really wish that I could return to my inner feelings and have the time I had before, but it just doesn't seem possible. As with the theory of the goldfish in the bowl, once you get bigger you can't go back to a smaller bowl. I now work to many hours to get out any more, In a possitive note, I did receive in the mail a package in the mail the other day, in the sender address it just said anonomous. I opened the package and inside was a beautiful two tone shimmering night gown not for sleeping in, I mean a dining out gown, and on top of the package was a pair of red lace panties that were folded into a rose, and a note that read: "To Rachael, Some night, you and I will kiss and I will know the true wonder of your sensual body Until then only dreams" This leaves me full of anticipation, and bewilderment. Feburary 16, 2001 I have had some pretty erotic, yet scary dreams recently about this mystery guy is, I have received a valintines card from him, but that is detail that I will go into later. I have had this dream that I am dressed to the nines in this gown that was given to me, and that I out on the town with handsome man, we have gown to a ritzy uptown restaurant. He is wearing this dashing black tux, we then went to see Phantom Of The Opera, there in the dark I slip of one of shoes and glide my stocking clad foot up and down his ankle, look at him and flash deviant, seductive smile. He responds by leaning over and giving an inoccent yet meaning full kiss. The rest of the "Opera" is filled with lots of hidden yet tantilizing acts which only makes my fire burn more for him, as I am sure that he is just as willing to show me his lust and desire. The "Opera" is over and I couldn't tell anybody what the plot or the outcome was, by the time we were situated in the back of the limo, we were locked in a long deep pasionate kiss that seemed to last forever and I really didn't want it to end. His hands roamed all over my body, focusing on my breast's and tracing down my stomache to my smooth, silky, nylon covered legs, meanwhile I slipped my hands inside his tux jacket carassing his firm chest through his shirt. we arrived at his house, off to the left is a dark room lit only by a fireplace that is burning, we enter the room and resume kissing while peeling our layers of clothing. He guide the strap that is holding the gown up on my body to the side and down my arm, allowing one of b cup breast to be expose, nuzzles down to lick and kiss my expose bosum, I am growing hotter by the minute, I have to have him. I lower myself to my knees an unbutton and unzip his pants, they fall to reveil a semi-hard cock straining through a satin pair of high cut breifs, I rub his cock through the material and his semi-rigid member gets harder. I lick his shaft through material as I pull down his breifs. I look at sculptured work of art it had to be all of 8 inches, dark and veins were popping out all the way up and down the shaft. I lick the head of it and then traced the lentgh of it with my tongue, it was so warm, his ball were so large, with a light amount of hair. I one of his balls in my mouth and sucked on it ever so lightly so as not to harm him. I wanted him to cum but yet, I wanted him to be turtured with pleasure. I licked back up his shaft, his hands grabbed the back of my head and I took him into my mouth, he moan and pulled my head closer to his musky yet intoxicating smelling groan, at first I choked, then adjusted and was moving back and forth, stopping every once and a while to lick his shaft and glare up at him and make eye contact. Once again trying to swallow of him I reached through the center fo his legs and traced his ass down to his balls I could tell by the way thrusts were getting shorter and moans louder and more dominent that I be tasting his hot salting load any moment, I rubbed his balls more aggressively and just short of his cumming, I probed his asshole with my finger. He thrusted forward from the surprise and started cumming at the same time I deepthroated and swallowed as much as I could but he pulled back a bit and managed to dribble some down my chin. He had fallen back in the chair that was behind him, I crawled between his legs feeling his monster against my body, our mouths met again, kissing passionately. I keep waking up at or around that area in the dream. I really would like to find out what happens after that. As for the card, he still wouldn't tell me who he is but wrote the following: I long to hold you and treat you like the lady that you want to be, to surrender to passion and know the wonder and splender that you pocess, with arms longing to hold you. Your Truely Rachael's Dairy Page Two |
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