Scarlett’s Diary – First Kiss

“Of course, I love you – with all my heart,” he whispered in my ear then picked me up. He carried me to another room. Darkness covered the room he stood me in the middle of the floor. His hands pushed my top off my shoulders and it floated to the carpet.

I didn’t say anything I just stood there trembling. Then he looked at me with those dark brown eyes. And then he moved his face toward mine so slow with this deliberate urgency. He kissed me again deeper, harder with an even fiercer hunger. It wasn’t some love peck, but a burning, sensual, kiss. My stopped working and an animalist instinct took control.

Then he kissed me on the lips a couple times it exhilarated me. I loved the feel of his lips against mine, and feeling his warm, wet breath on my full lips. While he kissed me, he squeezed my ass right through my low-riders. It seemed delightful and erotic. His hand went up to my waist and descended again. Sliding his strong hand under the waistband of my thong, further down inside the low riders. He cupped my left cheek and squeezed it. It was incredible, I knew what sex was, but at 18 my inexperience was perceptible. What he did to me excited more than anything ever. I felt on fire all over, especially down in my crotch.

His other hand roamed over my small breast, squeezing them, pinching, but not hard, so very, gently and there was more fire. I felt I would burst into flame. Roaming up back now his other hand touched me and shocks ran through me. He picked me by my shoulders so we looked at each other face to face. He pulled my small breast to his face licking and tasting my tits. Holding my like I was some feather my small body trembled on his powerful one.

With one hand, he held me as his other undid my pants. Pushing them from my hips they dropped to my ankles. He carried me to the bed and laid me on it. Working my pants off he tossed them to the floor, removing my shoes he did the same. Then he turned on the light and undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and slid down the zipper. The pants dropped from sight and this enormous wiener sprang toward me. He head was this giant round mushroom looking object. Underneath that the shaft was smallish but as it went down toward his body it got fatter, even thicker than that massive head. I know he could see the fear on my face, there was no way I could hide it.

My hands covered my private area and I pushed my small biceps over my breast. I felt my face scrunch up and my brow furrow. Biting my lips, I let out a long, low hiss. It curved upward, in a drastic manner. I stood high on his body well above his belly button.

“This is your last chance to back out, Scarlett. I won’t lie to you, it will hurt the first few times, and even though it does – you will like it.” He stroked it a few times then stepped toward me. I said nothing, I didn’t have any idea what to say. My mind went back to my nightly playtime when I lay under my teddy bear Boo-Boo wrapped my legs around him and pretend he humped me. I flashed to that image of Boo-Boo the giant teddy bear over me and me pushing him against my button as my hips bucked into him. Well, Teddy had no wiener but Jackson has a monster of a cock, you can’t call that hulking thing a wiener.

He knelt on the bed and tapped it against my mouth. “Kiss it,” he said in soft demanding voice. I compiled a soft, gentle kiss right on his its big head. He lay down on top of with his head down at my crotch. He pushed my hands away then he parted my legs using some force. He was so powerful, so strong and there was this, attractive, demanding way he did things that made me burn for him.

His tongue darted out and touched my little button, oh my, God, what that did to me. I can’t tell you how that made me feel. Fireworks went off inside me. His tongue explored around down there. Tracing around all the little folds and running in out of my hole. He kept on thumping my mouth with the head of his dork. Just kept hitting me with it. I didn’t know what he wanted, but he rose up and took my head in one hand and is pricky in the other and shoved it into my mouth. Pressing in deeper and deeper I started gagging.

“Just relax and let down your throat,” he stabbed it deeper until it was way down in there. Clutching my hair he yanked me up and down on it, “Like that come on, sweetheart just learn what the fuck you’re doing.” I guess I got good at it because he went back to what doing that beautiful thing to me.

After a few minutes, I had the wildest thing happen, better than anything I had done to myself. Massive waves passed over me like laying on a beach and the water crashing over me. From my head to my toes it exploded in the most orgasmic thing ever. At the same time, his cock started spitting inside my throat and the thick hot waves of cum rolled down into my belly.

He stopped and withdrew it thick, nasty looking spit covered it and I guess he stuff too. It's laced with spider webs of cum and spit dripping on the sheets, and me as he got between my legs. He put my legs around him and smiled at me as he rubbed his thingy over me down there. I was slicked up from my won stuff down there. He rubbed around and keep those waves of delight moving over me.

“Sorry,” he said as it ripped in me. My hands clutched the sheets as tore me apart. My body jerked and tried to get away, “Oh, yes, baby that’s how I like it.” He jabbed in further and I felt my cherry bust. Thrusting forward he embedded it deeper inside me. I screamed out in a gut-wrenching agony. His hand rested beside shoulders on the bed, his head seemed to float above me. Spittle flew from his mouth as he talked landing on my face, neck and chest. “I love your budding tits baby,” deeper still, “I love how it hurts you, I’m sorry but fuck that is so sexy.” Now the thicker area punches into me. Jackson bucks into me harder than before it breaks me open more.

“Please, stop it hurts,” I said as he jerks the monster out, no wait it is crashed back inside me.

“No,” he hisses as spit sprays me. Thrust in, drubbing it inside deeper, and pull out, stab it back in even harder. In and out in a relentless hammering. Eventually, true to his word there was some measure of pleasure mixed with the pain. The massive head rips me tearing me apart … the muscles fall back grasping to the smaller shaft.

“Fucking shit oh hell,” I scream out as he drives in more of it. The shaft fattens up again, breaking me apart. “God, it hurts so much,” I scream out – but – I scream out again, “it feels so good.” I feel it spitting in me thick, hot sticky fluid mixing with my own and the blood. Even so, he keeps drives into forever. It explodes again and again he just keeps hammering me. Eventually, he sucks my tits and nipples. He keeps plastering my pussy with his unyielding fucking. My tears stimulate him and he pounds harder still. His curly pubic hair rubs my clit as he thumps his cock inside me harder than before, it hurts so good. Once again he has a shattering orgasm and without warning my body joins in as I climax in the euphoric wave of ecstasy.

We lay in each others arms until forced to part. He tells me how much he loves me all the way back. I lay in bed all day still hurting, feeling his hammer inside me ripping me apart. Even so it was so wonderful. This morning was the greatest experience of my life. I have a soulmate we will always have each other.

November 21st – Dear Diary

I told Jackson today about having periods, it didn’t go so well.

“What do you mean you’re having your period?” He snapped at me.

“Not today but last week,” I told him.

“When you wouldn’t come see me? How fucking long you been having a goddamn period?” He paced around the room pounding his fist into his hand.

“Since July,” I said then he exploded.

“July – fucking July and you didn’t tell me. Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?”

“I don’t know …” he broke me off backhanding me I sprawled across the floor.

“deceitful little whore – you didn’t tell me because you knew I don’t give a shit about a girl after she bleeds. I can’t stand that monthly shit and your drive to have fucking rug rats. If you loved me, you would have never started having periods.” He seized my hair and drug me out of the bedroom. Opening the door, he drug onto the lawn standing over he yelled at me to get away from him and never come back.

February 27th – Dear Diary

I have been trying to find Jackson, but he’s just gone. I must love him the periods stopped, I didn’t have one in December, January, or February. I can’t find him though I asked Amber about him she asked why I wanted to know. I couldn’t tell her.

She said, “Oh you were the one. He found someone younger and flatter sweetie give it up, get with your life. Count yourself lucky to be free of him.” She had her younger sister with her, she looked just like her and was about six years old. The odd thing was she treated her like my mom treated me when I was that age.

I’m having trouble with my clothes are all too tight.

July 15th – Dear Diary

My water broke at six this morning and Daddy rushed me to the hospital. I’m comfortable, but the contractions are closer together. I’m dilated at a four so a long way to go. It is noon now and they brought me some Jell-O. Daddy has been wonderful through this whole thing. He told me a while I ate the Jell-O, when he finds Jackson he’s going to kill him. God, I hope he never finds him.

Ouch, that is a big one, maybe I’ll write more after awhile.

July 15th – Dear Diary

My daughter’s 19 birthday is today. We had a lovely party and gave her many wonderful gifts. Lacey told me about a strange man who follows her around, and talks to her.

“Mommy he is a creepy old man and dirty to. He wants me to sneak out and meet him tonight.” Lacey told me after her friends had left.

“Where does he want to you too meet you?”

There he was sitting in the Mercedes. I came from the opposite direction so he was shocked when I opened the door. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. There was a slow recognition then.

“Look at your fat cow tits now, so Lacey is your girl,” he laughed.

“Our daughter,” I told him as I squeezed the trigger. The silencer made just a belch as the bullet leaped from the barrel into his brain. It was shame to get all that blood in such a fantastic car. Daddy helped me, I don’t think anyone will ever find Jackson at the bottom of the Harpers Lake. Even if they did who would give a shit!