Discovery Blog Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Discovery Blog Pt. 01

DISCOVERY BLOG 1

DREAMING OF CUM

I've always wanted somewhere to keep my thoughts. Somewhere, maybe, I can share my deepest desires without the possibility of them being discovered.

I've had diaries of course. I have one now, but I can't put what I really feel in it for fear of it being discovered by my parents. You would think at eighteen it wouldn't matter, but my parents are, let's just say, a little controlling. If they knew what really went on in my head I'd probably be sent off with a suitcase, or at least off to the nearest shrink.

I don't think I'm any different to anyone else, I'm not a raving pervert. I dont think, but i do seem to be getting worse. My parents are just a bit reserved. I'm not sure they would approve of my new cravings.

As I write this I don't know if I'll post it, I probably won't. I don't really know how this site works. I don't know if it needs approval, or if this will be classed as something worth adding to some of the great stories on here. Guess we'll find out if I try. I should probably apologise for my writing skills now, just in case you are reading this, it was never my strong point.

I'll try and and give it an interesting title at least, one that might gain someone's interest.

I can't add any personal interesting experiences, because I haven't had any. With my parents constant need to know what I'm up to I've never had the chance to be alone with a guy, let alone do anything that might be classed as exciting.

Thank god for the internet, and now, thank god for Literotica. I like porn, sorry that's a lie, I love porn. It's the only thing that saves my sanity and humping my pillow to an early grave. It gets enough action as it is.

Discovering exotic stories though has just changed my life. I've always been an imagination kind of girl, more stimulated by my thoughts than what I see. I remember someone saying that's how people work, one or the other. I'm definitely the written description type.

My only issue now is trying not to pleasure myself to death whilst reading some filthy cum smut every second I get to myself.

Cum is definitely my kink. I've tried lots of random stuff, but it always comes back to the same thing. Not that I've ever come across it, but I can imagine. To wonder about what it feels like on me, or on my skin, even more exciting to wonder what it feels like inside me. Tricking out of my recently punished pussy.

Oh god, not here.

This is not a good place to get horny. I work for my dad, my little corner desk offers some privacy when we're quiet, but not quite enough to secretly touch myself. Though I get more and more tempted everyday. Maybe that's something I could try to make my blogs more interesting. Mental note made.

I'll come back to my kink later. My lunch hours nearly over and my dad's like a hawk when it comes to using phones during work hours.

I hate it here, doing boring admin for his delivery business at weekends, and during my holidays ...