I found treasure today!
While clearing out my room, I opened up an old suitcase only to find…
My old (secret!) journals …
Enjoy!
Pondering life (15yrs): I know there’s more to life, because otherwise I wouldn’t crave it – you can’t crave something that doesn’t exist… How do you know to want it? I know there’s more to experience – a deeper level to go to – because I don’t feel fulfilled or satisfied!
Obsessions about Malik (18yrs) : I met Malik. That was an experience in itself. He wants me to be his which is appealing in my mind but totally grey in my mind. Erm. Heart. I dunno. …
… I went to Malik’s place at around 11pm. I was super buzzy by that point so I was feeling a little less shy than usual when he asked (made) me [to] say a heap of dodgy stuff to him on the phone and to the taxi driver. Stuff like that he’s my Master, and that I want to fuck him etc. It was ok – thankfully I could mostly just answer “yes” to most things! … When I got there, he started fingering me on the street and grabbing my arse. He made me lift up my skirt for him to see my panties, then we went inside… He made me slowly strip for him. He said he’d missed me – aww. … Before stripping he’d made me turn around, bend down and touch the ground – that was a bit embarrassing though, cos I hate my ass! …
… God I love sex with him! He says all these dirty, nasty things that just turn me on. Mmmm
yum! He’s such a good fuck. He took some photos of us fucking, me sucking his cock, me naked on the bed with my les spread, me fingering myself. They’re hot. … Last night I was louder, less inhibited, much more submissive – much less pouting, freaking out and trying to get out of things! That’s how I want things to be between he and I all the time.
… He keeps gagging me with his cock – almost to the point of vomiting. Every time I get to that point, I have to stay there for 3 seconds and then I can stop. I guess it’s to teach me to take more each time.
… I don’t think I’m quite ready to be making entries in here about gangbangs! I’m so… Conflicted. I know that talking about that sort of stuff is a huge turn on but I don’t know about if it were reality, you know? I think… If Malik is the first one to fuck me then yeah, sure, lets try stuff. I just don’t want to make an ass of myself. It’s a bit strange – I consider myself a nice, respectable young lady… But when Malik talks about wanting to share me with 30 people by the end of this year, and he calls me his dirty little slut, or when he makes me tell him about wanting to be shared and being his dirty little slut (!!) – it’s just such a huge turn on! Bizarre hehe.
… [Malik hugged me and soothed me] … That’s what I like about him – he has this really perverted sexual side, but also a very loving, nurturing side. At least with me.
… I really want to be his. I want to do anything he wants me to – it’s strange, I know he’s fucked up, but I feel so safe around him. He makes me feel like… Like he’ll always protect me, always look after me. He looks after me. It feels right with him – it always has; long before we met in person, it always felt different, felt right with him. Oh how cute! I’m practically in love with a man who wants to have me gang fucked and humiliated! And yet, it sounds and feels good to me!
… Man, there’s just something about him – I get wet just thinking about him! He’s divine. I wanna be his forever! Yum.
… I know this seems lame because I’ve only seen him twice, but this goes back sooo much further than that. This goes all the way back to the infatuated 13yr old, the horny 14yr old, the delighted 15yr old, the anticipating 16yr old, and the longing 17yr old. We may only have a few hours of physical history, but this has been going on for years.
Self reflection (18yrs) : I’m just a kid, I’m still discovering ‘me’ and having fun. I get scared away easily. I have lots of issues. I’m fussy. I can be demanding and unreasonable. I can be a sook. I push people away even when I want them to stay close. Especially when I want them close. I get attached really quickly. I’m jealous. I have issues with trust. I’m not overly confident.
The One [comparing another guy to Malik] (18yrs) : We fit together well – not perfectly, but pretty well, and it’s not like we’re going to get married! I think that when you meet “the one” you just know – instantly! No denying it. So… I guess I’m not gonna end up with Malik either then ha ha … Actually, no. When we first met I knew we’d wind up together somehow one day. And since then, I’ve just assumed we would, and waited! Lol.
… Alternatively, Malik could scare me, and I could freak out and run into the loving arms of Simon (lol!) But I highly doubt that because I honestly, really, really want to do the things Malik has planned for me. On Thursday when the things he talked about turned out to be a test, I have to admit I was a bit disappointed, upset that it wasn’t actually happening.
More Malik obsessions (18yrs) : … I feel so safe with Malik – I mean, that’s a large part of why I want to do all these things with him: I know I’m safe with him, I trust him, he’ll look after me and protect me. I’m not just a slut to him – I’m his little girl.
… How funny hey, that I always reason back to Malik. He’s up on a pedestal in my mind – at least I realise that. … Simon is amazing; he’s just… I dunno. He doesn’t quite match up, you know? If Malik weren’t in the picture I’d be jumping headfirst into this thing with Simon. It’s just like… He can say stuff that makes me wet, but Malik can make me beg for his cock just by looking at me. Hahaha. Totally wanting some action right now
Love & destiny (18yrs) : … My final thoughts on this matter: love is a never ending journey, an undeniable, inexplicable rollercoaster we can’t control – and we shouldn’t want or try to. When love is true and real, it is persistent and forces you to pay attention. And when you’re right in the middle of the freefall on the rollercoaster… Destiny kicks in and holds you safe. Whatever my destiny is, it will happen – it is happening.