The Diary (FF, MF, intr, preg)

BJ responded, "You guess? What kind of an answer is that? Yes or no, none of this
'I guess' bullshit." 

Taking another deep breath I looked at him and blurted out, "Yes, I want to!" 

"Want to what baby?" 

"To sleep up with you. I love you!" I threw my arms around his neck, and kissed him
with a sense of relief for having resolved my feelings. I felt ecstatic. 

BJ stood up and playfully told me he would make me a fresh drink if I promised not
to spill it. When he returned, he placed my drink in one hand and a freshly rolled
joint in the other, telling me to take a couple drags, inhale slowly and hold it before
exhaling. I did this several times, then gave it back to him, telling him to finish it. 

We sat close together talking and smoking for awhile. Finally BJ rose and started
for his bedroom. As he was leaving he said, "Button you're sweater baby. If you're
going to expose yourself to me I want you to perform a striptease." 

I did as he asked and re-buttoned my sweater, then sat and waited for his return.
As I waited, I rubbed my hands over my nipples. They were extremely sensitive and
longed for the touch of his hands. 

When he returned to the room he was wearing a bathrobe and carrying a camera. "
First I'm going to take some photos of you stripping. Then, when you're bare ass
naked, I want to get some close-up shots of your tits and ass baby. Any problems
with that?" 

I jokingly responded, "No, not if you think I am worth wasting the film on." 

He assured me it would not be a waste. Standing up, he walked over to the bar
where he had a reel-to-reel tape recorder set up. Selecting a tape, he started the
machine. While doing this, BJ told me that he wanted to see my ass wiggling and to
make my boobs shake. "Baby you got a half hour of music, so take your time." I
could feel the deep base notes of the music penetrate my whole being. They seemed
to be the same notes, repeated over and over, dark and mysterious in their sound.
In no time I was feeling the rhythm and BJ was soon watching me swaying and
gyrating to its slow seductive beat. The movement of my hips and breasts seemed
to be one with low vibrating rhythm. I closed my eyes and slowly began to strip
away my clothing, all sense of virtue left was gone; I just wanted to fuck this
beautiful man. 

My sweater and skirt were already on the floor, and I was in the process of
removing my slip, when BJ ordered me to hold it up full length by its straps and let
it fall slowly to the floor. I did as I was told and, still dancing sensually, turned my
body so that my back was to him. I wanted him to watch my ass bumping and
grinding. 

As I danced, I reached around and started to unsnap my bra fastener. Then I slowly
pulled the straps off my shoulders. Holding my bra in one hand I tossed it over my
shoulder to him, like a bride tossing her flowers. Cupping my hands over my breasts,
I slowly turned toward BJ and, allowed my hands to slip away, exposed my bare
breasts to the camera's view. 

He ordered me to come to him and to leave my girdle on, I did as I was told and
went to stand in front of him. He placed one hand on my on my ass and pulled me
close to him. Then reaching up he grabbed my breasts and started to fondle them.
It felt so wonderful I suddenly became short of breath. He then ordered me to
squat over his mouth. I was puzzled by this request but not for long. "Get you hairy
snatch over my mouth, you fucking beautiful hot little bitch." 

No man had ever talked to me like that before! It was exciting be to talked to that
way. And I liked that because it was not going to be the last time he would treat me
this way, it was something I could become accustomed to and enjoy. 

I did as he asked and settled my pussy over his mouth. Without warning I felt his
tongue on my clit. It took my breath away and I blurted out, "Oh, oh it feels
wonderful! Don't stop!" 

I grabbed his head in an effort to pull myself closer to his hot, darting tongue. He
reached up to caress my breasts as I held myself tight against his probing tongue.
He started to pinch my nipples, causing them to grow even harder and more erect. I
felt a glow rising in my breasts. I was becoming so excited that I was close to an
orgasm. The glow moved downward to my belly and I started to feel muscle spasms
from my groin to my thighs. The spasms became stronger and longer lasting as I
keep pulling myself tighter against his mouth, forcing his tongue as deeply as
possible up into my cunt. 

Suddenly my pussy muscles spasmed violently and I felt a firestorm racing through
my entire body. I was washed with heat, the muscles from my asshole to my vagina
rapidly contracted and my pussy juices washed down over BJ's face. My legs
became so weak I could hardly stand and I screamed "Oh God that's so fantastic!"
I had never experienced an orgasm like this before, not with Karen, and certainly
not with Jake. I bent down and kissed him, but he pushed me away saying, "Go finish
your dance." 

I could barely stand but I did as he wished and resumed my dance with only my
girdle and nylons left to remove. I turned my back to him once again and started to
remover my nylons, slowly rolling them down my legs, allowing BJ to photograph this
act if he chose to. Then, with my back still to BJ, I slipped my fingers under the
waistband of my girdle. I slowly slipped it down my legs then, turning to expose my
fully naked body to him, tossed my girdle at him, saying with a smile, "There, do I
look worthy of shacking up with?"