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From the Pages of Carmyn's Diary: A True Story 6

In lust or in love?
July 3, 2007 11: 20 a.m.
Dear Diary,

How things have changed in the past month. Original roommates were Amber, Melissa, and Carrie. Now it's Wendi, Melissa, and Tammi.

Who's Tammi? Another nightmare to be. She's my cousin Amber's best friend. Melissa wasn't interested anymore; she was riding one of our male coach's stallion. I guess she preferred the pole and not the hole. Since Wendi came back, Tammi moved in, and Melissa wasn't interested, my sex life committed suicide.

So at night I just close my eyes, imagine a sexy petite figure (usually Wendi), and masturbate to ecstasy.



July 4, 2007 12:04 a.m.
Dear Diary,

Ok, so now you can disregard that previous entry about my nonexistent sex life.

It's Independence Day, and yes, fireworks were definitely lighting up the night. Literally and figuratively.

Everyone was down by the lake, awaiting the firework show to start at 9, as we munched on snacks. A majority of us were sitting in the grass, me leaning on a tree. Wendi was sitting next to me on the right, and Tammi on the left. I was trying not to stare, but I couldn't take my eyes off of Wendi's pink tongue licking a rainbow Popsicle. I was imagining her licking on a strap-on then letting me shove it in her pink velvet. There was a dripping sensation between my legs, of course. The heat increased when Wendi scooted closer to me and laid her head on my shoulder. Her hair smelled like flowers.

"Carm," she whispered.

I was too overwhelmed with being so close to her that I didn't hear her sweet voice.

"Carmyn!" Wendi snapped her fingers.

"Huh?" I snapped out of it; face turned red. I was so guilty of lusting after her.

"Do you see that guy with the red baseball cap on over there?" she asked as she pointed to a guy sitting in the grass, frequently looking our way and smiling.

"Coach Davis? Yes. What about him?"

"Well Coach Davis coached my kitty how to pur today," she whispered.

"Huh?" My blood started to boil as I assumed she was referring to sex. But I knew she couldn't be. She just couldn't. Wendi wouldn't.

"We, um," still whispering, "did it."

"What?!!" I yelled so loud that other campers heard me, even over the loud volume of the cannon firing the fireworks in the atmosphere.

"Keep your damn voice down," she demanded as she started at me with her ocean blue eyes.

"Excuse me for being shocked," I sarcastically replied. "When you said yall did it, exactly what did yall do?"

"You know, silly," she smiled, displaying her pearly whites. She used her fingers to show me. With one hand she created a circle and used her index finger of her other hand to enter the hole.

I slapped her hands down. "What? Why? How could you?"

"Calm down. I...I thought you'd be happy for me."

"Happy you lost your virginity to our coach?"

Happy--hell no! Jealous--yes! Pissed off to the highest level--hell yes! This dark feeling overshadowed me. I was on fire. I was so angry, but couldn't fathom why.

"What's the big deal? Everyone here is screwing the coaches," she announced.

"I'm not," I admitted.

"Because you're too busy fucking all the cheerleaders. That's kinda why I did it. You made sex seem like so much fun, and my goodness, it was."

"Sex with girls is fun," I corrected. "If you wanted to have fun, you could've came to me."

Wendi flipped her golden blond hair over her shoulder, so I could see her entire face. "Carmyn, I'm not..."

I interrupted, "You shouldn't knock it until you try it. Half the girls I've slept with said they weren't gay, but that quickly changed once they got with me. Stop claiming you're straight, you don't know."

"I do know! It's my preferences!"

Now we were arguing, but I didn't think anyone could hear us over the fireworks.

Wendi added, "Stop trying to get me to lick your ass. It's not going to happen."

"Why are you my friend? Huh, Wendi?" I asked. "You knew I was gay before we became close friends. You're the one who helped me come out of the closet. Why would you do all that? Unless you wanted some."

"You're... you're crazy! You know that? I was just trying to be nice."

"Straight girls aren't nice to gay girls unless they're curious. Are you curious? Just answer that, Wendi. Are you?"

"Carmyn, you're crazy. And I don't have to answer anything. Leave me alone."

I smiled on the inside. She didn't answer the question, meaning she was curious, but scared to admit it. That meant I would surely get into her panties sooner or later.

Unfortunately it wasn't tonight.

I did sleep with a best friend tonight, though. Not my best friend, but Amber's best friend Tammi. She heard every word of the argument. When I jumped up to leave the firework show, she followed me.

"I heard you and Wendi down by the lake," she said when she walked in behind me.

"I don't care if everyone heard. And I don't give a damn if you go and tell Amber."

"I wasn't going to," she politely replied.

"I don't care if you do or you don't. Leave me alone," I growled as I ripped the sheets on my bunk back.

"You're so tensed," she lightly said.

"And you're not helping the cause."

Still smiling and calm, she came sat on my bunk once I'd jumped in it.

"I know the feeling. Being friends with such a bitch like Amber is frustrating."

I was so mad with Wendi that I didn't realize Tammi was coming on to me.

"Why in the hell are you telling me? And why are you sitting on my bed?"

Tammi's hand lightly stroke my hair as her smile widened.

"How about we help each other out with our frustrations?" she extended her tongue out to display a tongue ring.

I was just too emotional to have sex. I wasn't in the mood. All I could think about what Coach Davis's slimy dick near Wendi's perfect tanned body. The image only turned me off more. I was about turn Tammi down until Wendi walked in. An evil thought entered my mind. I leaned forward and drew Tammi's tongue in my mouth in front of Wendi. Tammi's eyes were closed as we kissed, but I had one eye slightly opened, watching Wendi watch us.

"You guys can't possibly be doing that. She's your cousin's best friend," Wendi stated as she stood in the middle of the floor with her hands on her hips.

I paused the kissing to tell her that she wasn't my cousin, so it was all good. Tammi wasn't shy, and neither was I. I pulled her on top of me, still averting my eyes towards Wendi, who was standing in the middle of floor with her mouth ajar.

Tammi's eyes were a misty blue, so lovely. She pulled her brown highlighted hair behind her head before descending to kiss me again. I grabbed the side of her face and pulled her mouth closer. I peeked over at Wendi. Still standing there.

Finally I asked, "You want to join?"

She gave me the finger before locking herself in the bathroom.

"Is that a yes or no?" I asked loudly as Tammi sucked on my neck.

"Leave her alone. I'll be more than enough for you," Tammi bragged.

She slid her hands under my shirt and ascended until she found my girls tamed in a front-clasped bra. Unclipped it and removed shirt. She teased my nipples by pinching em and flicking her wet tongue over em.

The bathroom door opened slightly, and Wendi stuck her head out.

"OMG. Yall still at it?" she asked.

I replied by moaning loudly. She slammed the door shut again.

"She's such a drama queen. I'll help you rid that problem," Tammi stated as she headed down to my pierced belly. Light kisses all the way down to the waistline of my jeans. She unbuttoned, unzipped, and removed em with the quickness.

When she got a look at my thongs, she laughed. "Yes I will," she answered my panties. In silver writing, my thongs read will u play with me. Continued with the kisses, my hairless pubic area until it formed into a slit and then a deep kiss to my throbbing pussy. I spread my legs wider as she teased me with short tongue strokes. One finger caressed my anal while her other hand reached up to grope a breast. Still licking slowly.

Ohhh, shit. Ohhh, yesss. Right therrre, baby. Ohhh, yesss.

She parted my moist lips to invade deeper with her talented tongue.

Fuck yesss. Ohhh, yesss. Just like that, girl. Ohhh hell yesss. Shit, shit, shit.

Faster and deeper she went as her finger slid a little deeper in my asshole, thanks to the wetness dripping from my pussy, lubricating my tight ass.

My heart was racing and my muscles were pulsating. My chest was rising up and dramatically falling down; my breath was controlling. The sensations were unbelievable. I grabbed a handful of her long locks and shoved her face deeper into my wetness while I was pulling my own hair with my other hand.

Ohhh, yesss. Don't you fucking stoppp. Shit, girl, oh my fucking goodness. Oh, shit, shit, shit. Yesss. Hmmmmm.

Feeling me tightening up and jerking around, Tammi suspended I was about to exploded. She increased her speed and tongue and finger fucked deeper. I squeezed my eyes shut as my body quivered.

Hmmmmmmm. Yesss. Hmmmmmm.

I clasped my shaved legs around her head. I forced her head deeper. Her face was literally buried in my pussy.

Oh shit. Wen, I'm cummmmmmmmmmmming, baby!

Tammi's head escaped my pussy and shot up in the air. "What did you just say?"

The warm liquid slowly oozed out of my satisfied walls. "What you talking about?" I answered a question with a question, giving myself time to compose a lie.

"Did you just fucking call me Wendi?" she frowned.

"No, I said... I said 'when I'm coming.' I was asking myself when I was going to explode, because I felt the pressure building up and I just couldn't take it anymore. It felt so damn good. You're the best, baby. That's all."

"Oh," she exhaled as she climbed on top of me to plant a kiss on my lips, so I could taste myself on her lips. She rolled off of me unto her back and opened her legs. "Your turn, baby."

"Uh, give me a second. I need to recuperate, baby," I smiled. I turned over; my back to her. "Just a second. Ok."

I went to sleep and woke up at a few minutes after midnight to write this entry.

Carmyn Delite
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XOXO Carmyn

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