Layla
My Erotic Secret Diary
Book 01
Erotcia Novels - Hot Taboo Short Stories of SEX
Layla Adeline Wills
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This is a work of fiction. Names, character, businesses, events, places and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental. This book is intended solely for audiences 18+.
It contains substantial explicit scenes and graphic language which may be considered offensive to some readers. Please store your files where they cannot be accessed by minors.
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@Copyright 2019 by Layla Adeline Wills
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First edition 2019
Table of Contents
Introduction
July 31st, 1999
August 15th, 1999
August 16th 1999
August 25th, 1999
August 26th, 1999
August 27th, 1999
Introduction
To those who do not know me
My name is Layla, Layla Adeline Wills. I am a 42 year old woman, I broke up with my husband a few months back and we had no children in the 6 years we were together. I now live in a rented flat in New York City, working in an important law firm as a secretary. It's not my dream job but it pays the bills.
I love writing, or I used to. It has been a very significant part of my life since I was a young girl. Well, now I want to show you my deepest darkest secret. I want to open my secret diary and tell you all my “hot” relationships and erotic adventures.
Please, do not get it twisted. I wasn't always on the wild side. I just got a push to fall off the good girl wagon.
I was a virgin until the age of 22. That's crazy, I know. Not really expected for the world we live in today but I did it. Why? I sort of believed in fairy tales. I saw myself as Sleeping Beauty. I was waiting for my “Prince" to ride in on a white horse, looking for his princess- looking for me. I was waiting for that man to come to sweep me off my feet and make me fall hopelessly in love. But I realized that the time of fairy tales already ended and I was only living in a fictitious world. I was only making a fool of myself on stupid dreams.
So things changed.
I started having fun, without looking for a serious relationship. I started going on adventures and taking the risk. I started to enjoy all the sexual experiences people my age had years back. I also started to write them down as a sort of memoir.
Now, this secret diary contains all my thoughts and emotions, some stories are scandalous and others are really spicy. Follow me on this little journey. I hope you enjoy the ride.
July 31st, 1999
I stayed up crying all night. I feel like it would be so much better if I was crying from a broken heart but that was not the case. I'm beginning to wonder if there's something wrong with me.
All my life, I made sure I placed myself in the entire right situation to get the right kind of men. The type that would love me till I'm old and grey, but here I am now, alone as always. A 22 year old fresh out of college and while my friends are having the best summer of their lives, I, as usual, am stuck at my job as a secretary for some slow-growing law firm. Where else you find a good man than in a reputable institution, right?
I've spent most of my life waiting for my 'Prince Charming' to walk through my doors and sweep me off my feet. It is becoming very obvious that that particular fantasy was not about to become a reality anytime soon. My youthful years are wasting away and I hadn't even participated in the many gifts life had to offer me. So I've decided to turn a new leaf this summer. Now I know when people say they want to turn a new leaf; they're usually referring to turning from bad to good. Mine is the reverse and it consists of a lot of planning.
Well, it begins with this diary.
"You, my dear diary, will be my dearest friend on this trip I am about to embark on. My little documentation of all my escapades." I say with a half smile.
So I've come up with the perfect plan. That's a bit exaggerated. Well, let's call it a good enough plan.
But first, some things have got to change.
In two weeks, I'm going to be attending the biggest summer party ever and it will also be my first attempt at fun since high school bonfire night. Everyone has been making a big deal out of it so I need to be prepared.
I have a short list of things to do.
-Enroll in a gym. I'm not fat or anything. Just not the societal definition of sexy. Its really nothing a few mornings at the gym can correct. Just an even tone out of my features to make them more obvious.
- Change the wardrobe. Extremely necessary.
- Develop stamina for alcohol. This might take a while of practice.
- Look hot as hell for the party
- Get laid
- Get laid
- Get laid.
I make the short not into the diary and glance into thin air.
The wait is over. Fuck love.
Let the best summer of my life begin.
August 15th, 1999
Kelsey and I had been best friends for as long as we could both remember. We were both smart and had taken all of the same classes in college, we shared similar attributes only that Kelsey was more popular enough and pretty enough to be in the cool crowd, so it shouldn't be a surprise why we were both really excited to have been invited to Dean's party. We were both 22, both fresh out of college. Dean on the other hand had been a senior from high school who had a reputation for throwing the best parties. His spring break party last year has been hyped up to be the craziest party of the year, with kegs and bottles of liquor. I had doubt that it would be the wildest party I’d ever be to - I had been to a few smaller things that friends had thrown when someone was able to get their hands on a bottle of liquor, but things never got too out of hand. We decided to meet at my house before the party to get ready together.
"What do you think about this one?" Kelsey asked as she held a top against her chest.
"Cute. How about this for me?" I replied, modeling for my friend.
Kelsey grinned. "Hmm... A little too slutty. Unless that's what you’re going for, of course!"
I laughed and threw the top on the bed with the others.
"Well maybe it is! I haven’t gotten any action in a while...or at all”
We laughed and picked up another outfit to critique. Standing in my bedroom in nothing but bras and panties, we were repeating a ritual we had performed hundreds of times before, nearly every time we went out to something important.
"Well if you're looking for action, it shouldn't be too hard to find some with this crowd," Kelsey said.
"These boys are just as horny and even harder to say no to than the guys our age."
I smiled. "Well then I guess we’ll just have to see how the night goes, won't we?"
I wore the slutty dress. After all, most of the boys at the party had just graduated and I wouldn't have to see them anymore. So, I might as well have my fun with them. I had fooled around with a few guys before, but never had sex with any. I figured that tonight would be a good opportunity to find a cute guy, let him take me to a dark corner, and make out with him so I could finally burn off some of that sexual energy! And if things went a little further than that... well, as Kelsey said, these
boys are hard to say no to, so I would have to play it by ear.
A guy happened to be pumping one of the kegs when we walked into the party, the room was dimly lit with red cups and booze littered everywhere. The DJ was doing such a great job that music coming from the speakers was enough to get you bouncing on your head.
“Let me get us some drinks” I said, heading towards the boy at the keg whose name I later found out to be Matt.
I had seen Matt around at school before, but had never talked to him. I had heard that he was a little bit of an asshole... but he was cute, so I decided to make conversation while he filled my cup. One thing led to another, and after some conversation and one or two more beers, we became overtly flirtatious with each other.
"Why don't we head upstairs, Layla?" Matt suggested as he placed his hand at the small of her back and gently guided her to the stairwell. Yes! I had told him my name. I knew exactly what he was trying to do, and decided that it was exactly what I wanted right now. I She was buzzed enough to lose my inhibitions but not too drunk to do something I would regret. As we reached the top of the stairs, I took initiative and grabbed Matt by the shirt collar, pulling him in for a deep kiss. I slid her tongue between his lips and into his mouth, finding his, instinctively moaning and relishing the feeling of having a cute guy's mouth planted on mine. It had been too long. I had waited too long for this.
Matt opened the nearest bedroom door and we rushed in, leaving the door open halfway and the lights off. As we made out, Matt worked my shirt off of me and threw it on the bed. I looked good in my jeans and bra, Kelsey had admitted the dress was a killer. As I planted a sensual kiss on Matt's neck, he gently pushed my shoulder toward the ground. He wanted me to blow him – I realized - already. We had only been making out for a couple of minutes, but Matt knew what he wanted and I figured it could be fun to indulge him. I rubbed my palm against his crotch as I knelt to the carpet and felt his hardness through the fabric of his pants. I began to breathe a little harder, having not been in this position for quite a while. I hungrily looked into Matt's eyes from my position on the floor as I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to his ankles. His hard cock sprung free and stared me straight in the face.
I gently wrapped one hand around the base of it and allowed my tongue to drag the underside, base to tip. As my tongue reached the tip, I locked eyes with Matt and swirled my tongue around his cockhead. He groaned with approval and rested his hand on my head, stroking my hair. I was happy that Matt was enjoying the blowjob. I had forgotten how much pleasure I got out of making guys feel good, and realizing how pleasured I was getting Matt with my mouth was getting me hornier.
I took his hard member into my mouth again, this time giving it some suction, sending all the blood to the ball head, then releasing it. Matt massaged my shoulder in response. I took a little bit more into my mouth each time went down on him. I got into rhythm, letting Matt’s hard cock slide into my mouth and down my throat a bit before pulling it back out.
While I was taking a break from this rhythm, holding the dick in one hand and licking around the head, the bedroom door opened. A guy who looked my age or maybe a little less walked into the room and closed the door again. I immediately pulled my mouth off of Matt and reared back in shock, expecting Matt to yell at the boy. Instead, Matt lazily recognized that there was another person in the room before resting his hand on the back of my head and guided my soft mouth back to his cock. He wanted me to keep going! I figured it didn’t make much of a difference, though I was a bit uncomfortable with the other presence in the room. But the too many drinks I had earlier taken was now taking effect, so I decided to do what Matt wanted and continued to pleasure him. I kept up my efforts on Matt, but kept an eye on the stranger in the room, too. What had he even come in to do? He should leave us already, I thought as I kept my rhythm. After a bit, I noticed that he had one palm rubbing the bulge in his pants. It was quite a large bulge! It was obvious that the stranger was getting extremely turned on by watching me work over Matt’s dick. At first it weird me out, but I soon realized that my efforts had intensified as I was subconsciously to put on a good show for the stranger.
I continued to deep throat Matt, letting the tip of his cock tickle my tonsils and he in return had both hands on my shoulders, enjoying the attention. As my horniness grew, I decided to let one hand drop to my waist and unbutton my jeans, allowing one or two fingers access to my pussy allowing it to graze my pussy lips. I moaned around Matt’s cock as I had my first sexual contact of the night, actually my first ever. I was so worked up that my own touch almost set off an orgasm right then. As I rubbed myself, I turned an eye towards the stranger, who was extracting his penis from the fly of his jeans. This really wasn’t happening, it can’t be real, l thought. My thoughts were beginning to get in the way. I had come to this party to lose my virginity but this was way too good. It was something I could only fantasize.
He was Huge! If a cock had not been in my mouth, I would have gasped at the size of this strange boy’s member. It was certainly larger than any dick I had ever seen. The stranger began to let his hand graze up and down his shaft as he watched me rub on the other dick in the room.
Matt’s hips began to slowly hump in and out, thrusting his dick in and out of my mouth. I could tell that he was getting very close to orgasm, so I doubled my efforts, rubbing my tongue and lips over the sensitive tip of Mark’s cock as he groaned and let loose a thick rope of his hot semen. His cum filled my mouth as I continued to pleasure him, as each string of rope came bouncing off of the walls of my mouth. I swallowed everything in a large gulp. Matt’s cock stopped pulsing after a bit, and I released his softening member from my warm mouth with a pop. I opened my mouth to show him I had swallowed everything I had received from him, just as the girls in the porn movies I had watched. Matt stroked the side of my head in appreciation, and then smiling he lifted his pants and zipped them back up.
I sat on the floor, the taste of Matt’s cum dominating my mouth as the other boy in the room began to advance toward me. For a moment, we had forgotten about him, I had been more concerned with making Matt nut hard that I forgot the stranger in the room. He must be another senior though I had never seen him before. His large cock stuck out straight in front of him, and he let his hand fall to the back of my head, pulling it towards himself and guiding it to his dick. I gasped at his forwardness, assuming that I would want to suck his cock…such guts! But the closer my mouth got to him, the more I desired to taste him. I must be so good at this blowjob thing, I was determined. It would be a shame to not use my new found talent on such an interesting and large cock. I extended my tongue and wrapped it around the boy’s pulsing meat.
“Good girl,” he whispered as Matt acknowledged the other boy with a nod on his way out the door. Apparently, Matt was ready to get back to the party and beer. I didn’t want him to go, I had more sexual hunger than just giving blowjobs he and the other boy had to satisfy.
“Get me a drink,” I said. I wanted him back in the room and quick.
Matt nodded again, closing the door on his way out and I focused on the new guy. I immediately started deep throating the new guy. His cock was longer and thicker than Matt’s and I was still able to get most of it down my throat, although I struggled to breathe when it was all the way in. I gave him plenty of suction when he had only his head in my mouth. I wanted to give the best blowjob possible.
After a few minutes, the door opened again. It was Matt, I could see he had a couple of beers in his hands as I looked up but continued to work the dick in my mouth. It was now covered in saliva. Matt had come back, for more. Did he really want to fuck me? I wasn’t sure if I could go that far but I wanted it. My body wanted it. I wanted to be stretched beyond my limits. This would be interesting.
Matt watched me blow the other guy, admiring the talents I had recently used on him. Then he kneeled behind me and planted kisses on my neck as I sucked the cock in front of me. I moaned onto it.
Matt unclasped my bra and let it fall in front of me, then allowed his hands to gently rub my breasts and nipples. I was beginning to get very horny, having a dick in my mouth and second guy massaging my tits. From behind me, Matt unbuttoned my jeans and began to slide them down to my knees. There was no resistance as they came all the way to my ankle and off of me. Matt smiled when he realized I had worn no panties.
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