Chapter 19

Dear diary-

Having a fuckin' ball. Water siding, swimming, surfing, deep sea fishing. You name it and I'm doing it. Spending a small fortune on clothes but it's worth it. If I keep it up, I'll have to double Phillip. Wonder what he's doing? Been a week already and knowing him, his cock must be dragging for lack of pussy. Oh, well, his old lady's getting a work out. Too bad though ... the way she sleeps all the time, she's only getting half the action from her cock hound. Have to remind my-self to bring him back something. His wife could probably use a pussy heating pad. Probably forgot what it was for. Sent Phillip a post card via you know who. Not quite the thing Sister B would send but I thought he'd appreciate it. On the cover it shows a fisherman wearing fishing boots up to his chest, standing waist high in water. The copy reads "even a fish wouldn't get into trouble if...." You open up the page and it reads "if he kept his big mouth shut." It's the same picture, but now you're also looking under water. The fisherman's cock is sticking out and a fish has most of it in his mouth. I crossed out fish on the cover and wrote in `nun' and inside crossed out 'his' and inserted 'her'. It'll give him something to look forward to. Poor guy. Like Portnoy he's probably cuffing off in his tiny bathroom in the office. Can see it now. Mrs. What'shername is pouring out her sex fantasies, making sure to cover every detail of the sinful things her homey perverted husband wants her to do to him, not missing one drop of the orgy.

Then out of the clear blue, he excuses himself, steals a copy of Playboy from his top desk drawer and tiptoes to the head for a hand job. If only he knew what I have in store, he'd be thankful for the right hand God gave him.

Enough about the shrink. Arrangements for re-turn flight are confirmed. Went to the Airlines desk at the hotel. My lucky day. Met the coolest hunk I've ever seen. Native. Tall, dark and handsome. Blue eyes to boot. Got a body to boot. When I walked in he was standing in front of the counter talking to another couple. WOW. Did he have a joint. Underneath those tight white slacks I swear it looked like it hung to his knee. He swims, has his own boats ... and loves to fuck. Been seeing each other every day for the last four days. He doesn't ever let you forget he's all man.

Been picking me up every night after work. After an exciting dinner, we go to a different spot on the beach. During the day, I lay in the sun. Don't move a muscle. Every fifteen minutes, a giant spatula flips me over and I work on the other side. At night I fuck ... and fuck ... and fuck ... and fuck. Don't know where he gets his stamina. I know it's not the one-a-day tablets. I've been taking two every morning and he runs me into the ground. He thinks I'm a school teacher from Queens. Gave him my address.

I'm layin in bed, and it's morning and I should be out under the sun now, but I can't move. Sore as a bitch. He worked me over good with a capital G last night. He picked me up in his tiny MG. Weather was beautiful. Drove along the ocean 'tit we reached a fork in the road and turned right, following a sandy narrow path. Parked under a-palm tree. Took our clothes off. Ran down the soft sand into the rolling surf. No one was around for miles. Only lights came from stars and yachts anchored off to our right at Point Lookout. Moon had even gone to bed and left us alone. Opened up bottle and ate cheese and crackers on blanket. Laughed. Got drunk. Fucked. On a one to ten scale. I'd rate him 9.9!

Was right. It did hang down to his knee. He should have it registered as a dangerous concealed weapon. Never lied to you diary, but it's the truth. Couldn't get the fucking thing all in my mouth. It was thick and hot and scrumptious. More than a mouthful. He shoved it up my cunt and I wrapped my legs around his chest and he started humping me ... FUCKIN A-OK! Drunk as a skunk, I came and scratched the hell out of his back. Drew blood. Good thing he wasn't a hemophiliac. Wouldn't have had enough blood left to keep it up. Surprised he didn't have a hernia schelping it around all day.

That was the first time. He comes, shoots his wad and I come too. There I am sounding like a candidate for the nearest oxygen tent and he's stiff as a board, down on his knees eating my snatch. ( Knew the cheese and crackers weren't going to hold him all night.) He licks my thighs, nibbles on my lips, pulls my short and curlies out with his teeth and for dessert licks up our come rolling back down my slit. WHAMO ... I pop my cork before I could say "Simon says you may!"

That was the second time. Talk about female nymphs! He sweeps me off, lifts me into his arms and carries me down to the cool water and throws me in. The cold water did wonders to my tits. Should have seen water steam around my cunt. Back into his arms, back up the beach down on the blanket: Must say the guy's got one good thing going for himself. A good strong heart. Everything starts spinning. He ends up on the bottom. I'm on top and we're having another mid-night snack. (Better check how many calories we ate). His tongue is as long as Philip's. Now, now, mustn't be nasty.

That was the third time. Takes out a joint. First me. Then him.-Then me. Then him. Then me. High as a fucking kite Know what they say about girl who fly upside down ... have crack up (bad joke)! Then he starts hallucinating. Thinks I'm a dog. Before I can straighten him out, I've got my ass up in the air catching a cool breeze and my face is resting on the ground. Talk about a stuffed feeling. Pumped me twice in my box to lubricate the full length of his shaft then...."back your ass against the wall, here I come balls and all." Shoved the God Damn thing in my ass so deep I got a terrible after taste.

That was four. Five, six, seven and eight. I don't remember too good. Came FIVE times! Some sort of record. They should make a monument of his balls and prick and put it in Time Square so all those midnight cowboys can eat their hearts out.

He wasn't built like a man ... he was slung like a ceramic deficatory.

Dear diary-

Heeeellllpppp!

Wish you were here!