Tasha and Dav'es Secret Journals

rating 18 / R 



Excerpt from Tasha's journal


29th January 2008

You would not believe what happened to me today, I'm going to write this down so I can relive it over and over.



I'd looked up from my text book aware that someone was watching me. Looking around me I cast a glance at the guy who was staring at me and then went back to my reading, I'd just started reading again when I realised just who the guy actually was.

So I'd told myself OK Tash you've been working too hard and studying this part has thrown you over the edge, Dave Gahan is not sitting opposite you.

Warily I'd lifted my head, to see him still looking at me, his eyes running up and down as he checked me out. I'd looked down at my book again as a small smile crossed my lips “Ok perhaps you're not seeing things.” I'd pretended to carry on reading whilst giving him surreptitious glances as he made it blatantly obvious that he was watching my every move.

I'd watched as he'd rose from his seat and headed towards the counter. He'd paused as he'd reached my chair and I could feel his hot breath against my neck as leant over me to see what I was studying.

“Mmmm now that's very interesting,” he'd said placing his hands on my shoulders, “ Let me know if you need some help with the practical side of things” he'd breathed as he'd read the heading, “I would be more than willing to help with some personal research.” Purposely he'd let his lips brush my neck as he stood up and made his way to the counter.

I'd watched the way he moved, the way he stood and watched me as he waited his turn, every bit of his body language letting me know exactly what type of thoughts were going through his mind. I'd found myself so excited at the thought of the things I wanted him and hoped he wanted to do to me, and all the things I wanted to do to him. He'd turned round in time to catch me licking my lips at the thought of having him.

Again he'd passed by my chair on the way back to his seat. Gently he'd let his hand brush the back of my neck as he'd passed me, sending shivers down my spine. He'd stopped and backed up a couple of steps, and leant down again. “I meant what I said about helping with the research side,” He'd grinned, “Do you know what I'd do to you first?” he'd breathed against my ear.

“Tell me” I'd answered aware that already I could feel myself getting damp and that was only the effect his of breath against my skin, what would I be like if he actually touched me?

“First I'd strip you naked and then run my mouth over your body, not one single inch of you would be left untouched.”

“And then?”

“And then? That I haven't decided yet, pain or pleasure, one or the other, it depends what I want to give.”

With that he'd once again let his lips brush against my neck as he stood up and went back to his table.

I'd sat taking the words in one by one, I could feel that the dampness had now been replaced by wetness and all I'd wanted was to have him inside me fucking me hard. Rising from the table I'd made my way to the ladies, found a cubicle and locked the door behind me.

Unzipping my skirt I'd ran my hand down over my stomach until I'd come to the waistband of my thong, slipping my hand under the lace I 'd let my fingers find myself and began slowly running my fingers against my lips imagining it was his long fingers and not mine giving me pleasure. I'd closed my eyes and threw my head back leaning with my back against the wall as support. Slowly I'd slipped two fingers inside and had began to move them rapidly, my mind now imagining that it was his hard cock inside me and not my own fingers fucking me. Biting my lips to stop myself moaning out loud I'd ran my thumb across my clit over and over again as I'd driven my fingers deeper inside. I'd twisted my body as best as I could, wishing that I could have been in the position I use whenever I fantasise about him fucking me fast and hard. In that cubicle I just couldn't get it right, it had felt good but not as good as the pleasure I feel when I'm in my position of choice where I can go so much deeper. Driving my fingers in deeper and deeper as I'd rubbed my clit so hard my body tensed as my orgasm hit me and waves of pleasure flowed through my body and I know that I moaned his name to myself. I'd collapsed against the wall and tried to get my breath back to normal as I'd stroked myself some more. I remember licking my lips and tasting the blood that my teeth had drawn as I'd tried to keep myself from moaning out loud. My initial horniness satisfied for the time being I'd then slid my fingers out of myself telling myself I'd do it again when I got home.

Slowly the door of the cubicle had opened and I'd opened my eyes to see Dave there. “Very good” he'd smiled, “Now allow me to show you what it really feels like to have me fuck you.”

Turning me round as he'd unzipped his trousers he'd pushed me so I was facing the tiles. Lifting my skirt with one hand he pushed my thong to one side and guided himself him with the other, making me gasp. Slowly he'd began thrusting in and out of me as I'd pushed against him matching my thrusts with his.

“God I've always wanted to this.” he'd breathed as his hands moved up under my top and found my breasts.

“Do what?” I'd asked.

“To just go up to some stranger and fuck her like this.” he'd moaned as he started to thrust harder into me as he kneaded my breasts.

“And you're telling me you've never done a stranger before?”

“Groupies yes” he moaned “But not like this, not some total stranger and to just go up and fuck her.”

“So you get to live out your fantasy” I'd managed gasping as he began to go deeper into me.

“Oh yes” he'd panted in between thrusts “The little floor show beforehand was a bonus though.”

“You saw”

“Oh yeah Baby I saw.” He'd moved his hands down so they'd rested on my hips, “I hope you like to be fucked hard, because I'm about to fuck you like you never been fucked before.”

Holding me he'd driven himself into me harder and deeper than I'd ever thought possible. Over and over he'd moved moaning with each inward thrust. He slid one hand down and started rubbing me, making me groan, taking my clit in between his finger and thumb he'd squeezed and rubbed and I thought I'd pass out from the pleasure he gave. I felt him stiffen and start to shake as he'd exploded inside me just as my own hit. Wave after wave of pleasure had flowed through my body as he'd moved against me, his fingers still working me.

“Cum for me once more” he'd ordered as he'd fucked me with his fingers and like he'd asked me too I did.

Exhausted we'd collapsed against each other. It was the best sex I'd ever had, you know how much I love to be fucked like that, no foreplay just pure basic lust.

“Now didn't I say I was going to fuck you like no other?” he'd said

Weakly I'd nodded “Yes you did Dave.”

“So you know who I am then?”

I'd nodded again. “I....”

“No” he'd interrupted “Don't tell me your name yet.”

“Why?”

“Because I have one more fantasy I want to act out.”





Excerpt from Dave's Journal

29th January 2008

I was so busted when she looked up and saw me watching her, but I decided I was going to take what I wanted. Long blonde hair, deep blue eyes framed with long eyelashes, small and petite and I was going to have her. Just the thought of the things I wanted to do to her were making me hard.

I wandered over to the counter, purposefully taking a route past her table so I could brush against her. When I stopped and looked over to see what she was reading the opportunity was too great to miss. I mean come on when you see she's reading an article on the subject of sex you've got to say something. So I said something like do you want any help with your research? And made sure my lips touched her neck, I could see she liked that. On the way back I decided to make clear what I wanted, of what I'd like to do with her and that excited her.

When she got up and went to the bathroom I decided to follow her, maybe this was the chance to act out one of my fantasies. The one where I get to have sex with a stranger. Silently opening the door, I could hear little moans coming from one of the cubicles and smiled to myself, it was obvious what she was doing and I was going to watch her, this was an added bonus. Quietly I walked into the next cubicle and balanced on the toilet, from the look on her face I could have made all the noise in the world and it wouldn't have mattered, she was somewhere else.

Her eyes closed and her head thrown back I could see how she was using her fingers on herself. Oh god she was so hot that it took all of my strength not to just go in and fuck her then, but I waited, I love to see women fucking themselves like that it gets me so horny.

“Fuck me Dave, Fuck me” she moaned to herself as I watched her digging her fingers deeper inside herself. Oh don't worry baby you'll get what you want soon, this is my chance I thought. The material of my jeans was tight over my hard cock, if she didn't cum soon I was just going to have to go in there and do her, I wasn't going to be able to wait much longer. I watched as she came and then went to fuck her.

Turning her round I pushed her against the wall lifted her skirt and slid into her, I didn't bother to take off her underwear just pushed them aside, I just took her. She was so hot and wet that I slid into her fully straight away, and she liked that, she pressed herself against me and matched my thrusts. I was going to show her no mercy, I was going to fuck her and I was going to fuck her hard. I could tell she loved being done like this by the moans she gave. I moved my hand down and found her clit and that sent her wild bucking herself against my hips. I thrusted hard and came inside her just before she did. I let my fingers carry on working her and ordered her to cum again as I squeezed and pinched her clit and fucked her with my fingers and as I'd ordered she did.

We leant against each other trying to get our breath back. She knew who I was but I didn't let her tell me her name, so now I'll get to act out another one of my fantasies.

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