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Dear Diary, I can’t believe it’s been a month since my father introduced me to his new girlfriend, Lilith. She’s 21, gorgeous, and has these huge tits that I just can’t seem to ignore. It’s like my dad knows what he’s doing, trying to make me jealous or something. I wish he would just leave us alone. Lilith is always so flirty with my father, always laughing at his jokes and touching him whenever she can. Even when I’m in the room, she gives me these looks like she’s disgusted by me. It makes me feel so uncomfortable. Sometimes, I catch her glancing at me when she thinks I’m not looking, and she quickly turns away with a frown. I don’t understand why she’s acting like this. One minute, she’s nice to me, and the next, she’s ignoring me completely. It’s like she’s playing some sort of game. I wish she would just leave me alone. The other day, we were all hanging out at the house, and my dad had to go to the store to get some stuff. Lilith and I were left alone in the living room, and she started talking to me. She was actually really nice, laughing at my jokes and listening to me when I talked. It was kind of nice, actually. But then, as soon as my dad came back, she went back to being mean and rude again. I don’t know what to think anymore. One minute, she’s sweet and nice, and the next, she’s acting like she hates me. I wish I knew why she was doing this
Dear Diary, It’s been a week since my last entry, and things with Lilith haven’t gotten any better. In fact, they’ve gotten worse. I caught her sneaking into my room one night while I was sleeping. She must have been looking for something, because she was going through my drawers and touching my stuff. I woke up to find her standing there, frozen in place, like she was caught red-handed. She quickly apologized and said she was just looking for something, but I could tell she was lying. Her face was beet red, and she was acting really nervous. I didn’t press the issue though; I just wanted her to leave.Since then, she’s been even more distant and rude to me. Every time I’m in the same room as her, she finds some excuse to leave or ignore me. It’s like she’s trying to make me feel as uncomfortable as possible. I don’t understand why she’s doing this. Is it because she’s jealous of the bond my father and I have? Or is there something else going on? I wish I knew what was going through her head. My dad still doesn’t seem to notice anything strange, which only makes me feel more alone and confused. I wish I could talk to someone about this, but who would believe me? My own father’s girlfriend is acting like this, after all. I just wish things could go back to how they used to be, before she came along and ruined everything.q
Dear Diary, It’s been a few days since I last wrote, and I’ve been thinking a lot about what’s been going on with Lilith. There’s something definitely off about her. She’s always so nice to me when my dad isn’t around, like she’s trying to make friends or something. She even compliments me and asks me about my life, which is weird considering how mean she is to me when Dad’s around. It’s almost like she’s two different people. Anyway, today something really strange happened. We were in the living room watching TV, and she casually moved her hand over to touch mine. I yanked it away immediately, not wanting her to think I was into it. She just smiled and went back to watching TV like nothing happened. It creeped me out, but I didn’t want to make a big deal about it. I don’t know what to make of all this. A part of me wonders if she’s just lonely and looking for someone to pay attention to her, but another part of me thinks there’s something more going on. She seems really into me, and I just don’t feel that way back. I mean, I’m not a lesbian or anything. I don’t even like girls like that. It just doesn’t feel right. I wish I could talk to someone about this, but who would understand? My dad would probably just think I’m being dramatic or something. I don’t want to make things worse between him and Lilith. I just wish things could go back to how they were before she came along.
Dear Diary, The next day, I was sitting in the living room, trying to avoid Lilith as usual. I could feel her eyes on me from the kitchen, but I didn’t dare look up. Suddenly, she appeared in front of me, her expression determined. “Ariel,” she said, her voice soft but commanding. “I want to eat your littke pussy to do something for me.” I hesitated, feeling a mixture of fear and curiosity. “What is it?” I asked, keeping my voice steady. Lilith leaned in closer, her breath tickling my ear. “I want you to perform oral sex on me,” she whispered. My heart raced, and I felt myself blush deeply. I knew that this was something I hadn’t ever done before, and I didn’t want to do it. But I couldn’t bring myself to say no. “Please, Ariel,” she purred. “Do it for me.” I swallowed hard, feeling my stomach churn. I couldn’t believe I was even considering this. But somehow, I found myself following Lilith into her bedroom. She climbed onto the bed, lying on her back with her legs spread wide. I hesitated for a moment, then slowly knelt between her legs. My heart raced as I gazed at her wet, swollen folds. I had never seen anything like this up close before. Tentatively, I reached out and touched her, feeling her soft, warm skin against my fingers. She moaned, arching her back into my touch. With shaking hands, I guided my mouth to her sex. The taste was overwhelmingly sweet and salty, and I nearly gagged. But I forced myself to continue, moving my head back and forth as I had seen in movies. Lilith threw her head back, letting out a long, shuddering moan. And then, it happened. As I moved my tongue over her clit, she cried out, her body tensing and relaxing in rapid succession. I could feel her orgasm washing over me, her juices coating my face and tongue. It was the most intense thing I had ever experienced, and it was overwhelming. As her climax subsided, I pulled away, wiping the sticky fluid from my face with the back of my hand. Lilith lay there, panting heavily, her eyes closed. When she finally opened them, she looked at me with a satisfied smile. “Thank you, Ariel,” she whispered. “That was wonderful.” But something about her words didn’t feel right. It wasn’t just the fact that I had done something so intimate with another woman; it was the way she said it. It was almost as if she were taunting me. “Lilith,” I said, my voice shaking. “I’m not…I’m not gay.” She raised an eyebrow, looking amused. “Oh?” she asked. “And what makes you think that?” I hesitated, feeling a strange mixture of emotions. “I just…I don’t know. I’ve never thought about girls like that before.” Lilith laughed softly, shaking her head. “Oh, Ariel,” she said, reaching out to caress my cheek. “You don’t have to lie to yourself anymore.” “What do you mean?” I asked, feeling more confused than ever. She leaned in closer, lowering her voice to a whisper. “You’ve felt it before, haven’t you?” she asked. “The way your heart races when you see me touching myself, the way you feel when my fingers brush against your skin…you can’t deny it.” I wanted to deny it, but I couldn’t. There were moments when I had felt those things, when I had thought about what it would be like to be with her. “But I don’t understand,” I said. “Why do I feel this way if I’m not…?” Lilith smiled, her eyes sparkling. “Because you are, Ariel,” she said. “You are.” And then, she leaned in and kissed me, her lips soft and wet against mine. I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of her breath against my skin. But as much as I wanted to kiss her back, as much as I wanted to give in to these feelings, I couldn’t shake the sense that something was still wrong. When she pulled away, I opened my eyes and looked at her. “But…Dear Diary, I couldn’t believe what was happening. Lilith had pushed me back onto the bed and spread my legs wide open, and now she was leaning in, her lips inches from my most intimate place. At first, I was terrified and panicked, but then she gently kissed me there, and everything changed. It felt so good. Better than anything I could have ever imagined. Lilith began to tease me with her tongue, flicking and circling, driving me wild. I arched my back, unable to control myself as she expertly brought me to the brink of orgasm. Just as I was about to explode, she stopped, pulling back to look at me with a satisfied smirk. “That’s it, baby,” she whispered. “Let it out.” And with those words, I came, my whole body shuddering with the release of pleasure. It was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. As the waves of ecstasy washed over me, I felt completely and utterly spent. But then, as I lay there panting, something strange happened. Lilith leaned in closer, her breath hot against my skin, and whispered, “I have a secret.” My heart skipped a beat, and I felt a strange mix of anticipation and fear. “What secret?” I managed to choke out. “One that could change everything,” she replied cryptically, her voice low and sultry. “But for now, you’ll just have to trust me.” I didn’t know what to think. Part of me wanted to believe her, to trust that she had my best interests at heart, but another part of me was terrified of what she might say. And as she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against my ear, I felt her warm breath against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. “Maybe,” she whispered, “maybe we should explore this a little further.” And with that, she kissed me softly on the lips, her tongue dancing with mine as she began to writhe against me once again. I couldn’t help but respond, my body instinctively moving in rhythm with hers. It was as if some primal force were taking over, overriding all my fears and doubts. As we moved together, lost in the heat of the moment, I couldn’t help but wonder what this secret was that she claimed to know. But for now, all I could focus on was the incredible sensation of being wanted and desired by someone like Lilith. As she continued to pleasure me, my mind drifted, lost in a haze of pleasure and confusion. I didn’t know what the future held, but for the first time in a long time, I felt alive. Alive and wanted, and not alone. Please continue your next part of the erotic perverted story with Ariel’s conflicted feelings about the situation and her curiosity about Lilith’s secret.racing with anticipation and fear. Her words about having a secret have been playing on repeat in my mind, and I can’t help but wonder what she could possibly mean. I keep telling myself to be patient, that whatever it is, it will be okay. But the anticipation is unbearable. Finally, I hear a knock at the door. My breath hitches, and I quickly rush to open it, my hand trembling slightly as I undo the latch. There she is, standing in the hallway, her hair cascading down her back like liquid gold. She looks even more beautiful than usual, and I can feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment as I realize I’m staring. “Hey, Ariel,” she says, stepping inside and closing the door behind her. “Thanks for letting me come up.” Her voice is soft and sultry, and it sends shivers down my spine. “I’ve been thinking about what we talked about earlier,” she continues, moving closer to me. “And I wanted to show you something.” Before I can even react, she pushes me back onto the bed and straddles my hips, her hands on either side of my head. I feel her weight press down on me, and my heart begins to race even faster. She leans in, her lips inches from mine, and whispers, “Are you ready for this?” I nod, not trusting myself to speak, and she smiles, her teeth gleaming in the dim light of the room. Then, she kisses me, her tongue dancing with mine in a familiar, yet somehow new and exciting way. I feel her hands move down my body, teasing and exploring, and I arch into her touch, unable to resist the pleasure she evokes. She moves one hand between us, and I feel her fingers brush against something warm and wet. I gasp as she begins to stroke me, her touch sending waves of pleasure through my body. It feels so good, and I can’t help but wonder if this is what she meant by her secret. Is she a girl? A boy? Or something else entirely? My mind races with questions as my body betrays me with need. Lilith moans softly against my lips, her hips moving in time with her hand, and I feel her climax, her body tensing and shuddering above me. As she catches her breath, she pulls back, a satisfied smile playing across her lips. “There you go, baby,” she whispers, her voice still heavy with desire. “That’s what I mean when I say we should explore this further.” I want to believe her, I really do. But a part of me can’t help but feel confused and scared. I’m not sure if I’m ready for whatever it is she has in store for us, or if I’m even capable of understanding it. As she leans in to kiss me again, I close my eyes, trying to lose myself in the moment. Maybe if I just trust her, everything will be okay. Maybe her secret won’t be so bad after all. But even as I tell myself that, I can’t shake the feeling that there’s something more to this, something I’m not quite ready to face yet. I wonder if Lilith feels the same way, or if she truly believes that whatever her secret is, it will make everything better. I want to believe her, I really do. But a part of me is still scared, still unsure.
