Mummy & Daddy’s Naughty Diary (Erotica)

Kirsten shudders as she closed her diary. She masturbates right there on her chair, coming in moments after penning such a feverish heat. The remote was such a hot idea. It was a shame mind control wasn’t real.

But that was the fun of writing her stories. Like with Natalie and her brother’s fantasy dream.

Stories were gateways to worlds impossible to experience. She trembles there, wondering about her next story. Natalie mentioned today she would be going on a big date with Carter on Friday.

Her pregnancy was such a surprising thing, but everyone was so supportive. Kristen was glad her friend and big brother were in love. She did like writing stories about the pair of them. Maybe instead of going to a nice restaurant, they could go to a strip club.

And maybe…

Kristen smiled as she realized just who should be dancing there. It was so hot.

>>>>>>>>>>>>

Mommy Rewritten as a Stripper Slut

“You look great,” Kristen told her best friend. Natalie wore this adorable, pink dress that fit snug on the waist and had a cute, pleated skirt that dropped down to her knees. She had undone her black pigtails in favor of having her hair fall down her back. “Just amazing.”

Natalie smiled and rubbed at her belly. “I have to wear cute dresses like this now. In a few months, I’ll be showing.”

“I know!” Kristen was so excited that her best friend and her big brother had started dating. They were even having a baby. It was so similar to this naughty story that Kristen had read about her friend hooking up with her brother while staying over.

But that couldn’t happen. It was all about that hot D&D dream where she was an elf and Carter an ogre. They just… hooked up normally.

That was how Kristen saw it. How else was she supposed to see it? Magic wasn’t real. Or so Kristen thought, anyways.

“Well, my brother must be waiting for you downstairs,” Kristen said, her pussy so wet. “What are you doing?”

“Dinner and a movie,” said Natalie.

“Great,” Kristen said even as the virgin’s perverted mind was in overdrive imagining how her best friend’s and big brother’s date could be super naughty. She had another story to write. “Have fun!”

“Thanks!” Natalie smiled. “Oh, things are going so great. Carter’s just the best.”

Kristen hugged her best friend then broke away and darted for her desk. She pulled out her diary as her friend left the room. Kristen had been thinking about this all week, and now it was time to write it while they were at the date.

* * *

Natalie descends the stairs looking so pretty in her pink dress. Carter’s waiting for her in a nice pair of jeans, a good shirt, and a sports jacket. He’s handsome, making Natalie’s heart beat fast. But Mom’s also there, a wicked smile on her lips.

Mom, of course, knows all about the truth of Natalie and Carter’s relationship. Mom and Natalie have hung out while Dad and Carter visit that special place at the mall to fuck bimbos like the Davenport twins.

“Instead of a movie,” Mom whispers into Natalie’s ear, “why don’t you take Carter to Paradise Strip Club? I think it’ll be a nice surprise. Mmm, maybe you can buy Carter a lap dance and he’ll knock up the stripper.”

“Nice,” Natalie whispers back. “Got it.”

“Good,” Mom says. Of course, she knows something very naughty that Natalie doesn’t.

* * *

Natalie Bishop

“Mmm, that was lovely,” I said, clinging to my boyfriend’s arm as we left the restaurant.

“You sure you didn’t want dessert?” asked Carter.

“Oh, I plan on getting some on the ride over to the strip club.”ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Strip club?” Carter blinked and glanced at me. “Not the movie.”

“What’s a hotter show?” She leaned in. “A boring romcom or a sexy woman stripping naked then giving you a lap dance. I bet we can convince the stripper enough to ride that big pole of yours. They’re all sluts, and you know how to handle a slut.”

“Geez, you’re the best girlfriend,” Carter groaned. “What a wife you’ll make me.”

“You have no idea, buster.” My pussy was on fire as we headed to his car. It was an older Honda that was nearly as old as me. It was so old, it didn’t come with Bluetooth. Could you imagine that? “Mmm, let’s get to Paradise Strip Club! Your mom recommended it.”

“She would,” he said. “I think she and Dad go there to find new talents for her movies.”

We slipped into the car, and I was just so excited. My pussy clenched, soaking the thong I wore. Maybe I was so horny because I was pregnant. No, it was Carter. He just made me so wet. I loved being with him.

I texted Mom, “Date’s going well. Off to the movies.”

“Great, honey,” she texted back. “Busy, busy at work.” She was the host at a fancy restaurant. It was a part-time job to help make ends meet. Dad had split a long time ago.

Carter started up the car as I reached over and rubbed my hand over his blue jeans. I smiled at him as I reached his bulge. He glanced at me and grinned, shaking his head. I was so eager for my salty and creamy dessert.

I unzipped him as he backed out of the space. I reached into his fly and fished out his cock with deft skill. This wasn’t the first time I had sucked him off in the car. I had Alexis practice doing this with him. All part of the wonderful mentoring program Mrs. Davenport came up with.

Teaching budding sluts how to properly be whores.

Good girls only blew their boyfriends and husbands.

“Mmm, dessert,” I cooed and ducked my head down. I swallowed my boyfriend’s cock. He groaned as I did that. His hand slid through my loose, black hair. He grabbed a fistful of it as I nursed on him, loving this.

“Ah, you wanted jizz sundae,” he said. “Definitely on the takeout menu.”

I moaned around his cock as I loved him. I suckled on him with force, reveling in every second of this delight. He had such an amazing dick. I bobbed my head, working my mouth up and down him. I nursed on him with love and vigor. He groaned as I did.

He drove his car toward the strip club as I loved his big dick. I sucked him off with everything that I had. This was a wondrous date. I was so glad we were out on Friday night having fun. I couldn’t wait to see my first stripper.

Good girls should enjoy women with their boyfriends or husbands.

I suckled on him with passion, his salty precum spilling over my tongue. I swept it up, reveling in every last second of this hot moment. I was enjoying myself greatly. I bobbed my head, nursing on him with everything that I had.

“Yes,” he groaned as I licked and slurped on him. “Damn, you are the best cocksucker.”

I doubted that. There were plenty of sluts that were way better at it than me. But it was nice of him to say that. I was his girlfriend. He should shower me in compliments. My pussy clenched as I kept nursing on him.

My tongue danced around his cock. I wanted all his cum spurting into my mouth next. I craved that so much. He would flood me with all that he had. It would be perfect to enjoy. Just a fantastic delight. I nursed on him with everything that I had. I suckled on him hard.

“Shit, you’re going to get a mouthful of jizz,” he grunted. “Damn, Natalie!”

I wanted that mouthful. I craved it. I nursed with all my might on him, my cheeks hollowing as I slurped on his cock. I bobbed up and down him as he turned off the road. He drove slowly then pulled to the right and stopped. A neon light flashed nearby, painting the inside of the car with pinks.

We were here.

He slid his fingers through my hair. I loved him doing that. He gripped my tresses as I suckled hard on him. His precum grew saltier and saltier. It was a delight to nurse on him. I worked my mouth up and down him. It was just delicious to blow him. I suckled hard and fast.

I nursed on him with everything that I had. He groaned. I knew he was close. I swirled my tongue around the crown of his cock. His dick throbbed in my mouth. His dick twitched as he growled out his pleasure.

“Natalie!”

He erupted into my mouth.

All that wonderful, salty cum spurted out of his dick and flooded my mouth with his jizz. It was fantastic to have spunk spilling over my tongue. I loved that flavor. The creamy delight of my dessert set my taste buds alight.

My pussy clenched. I groaned, sucking down more and more of his cum. I swallowed all of it. I loved that so much. This was a wonderful moment. I squeezed my eyes shut, savoring the thrill of this wondrous delight.

“Shit, Natalie,” he groaned.

His cock pumped more and more of his cum into my mouth. I loved that. I drank it all down. It was just the perfect treat to enjoy. I shuddered there as he flooded my mouth with spurt after spurt of spunk.

I suckled out the last of the jizz as he panted. It was so much fun to have all that cum bubbling in my mouth. I felt so good right now. My eyes rolled back in my head. I quivered in delight, my pussy cream soaking my thong.

I popped my mouth off and tucked his cock back into his fly. “Well,” I purred, zipping him up, “shall we go inside?”

“Sure,” he said and opened the door. He rushed around the car and opened mine. He held out his hand for me.

I beamed. He was such a sweetie. I stepped out and took his arm. I bubbled with delight as we crossed the driveway. The pink, neon woman flashed between two poses that made it look like she was popping her hips back and forth. We were here at the Paradise Strip Club. Wonderful.

The bouncer glanced at us and waved us in. I giggled. He didn’t check our ID.

Music thudded through the club. It was loud. A waitress in a short skirt and a boob tube came up to us. She smacked her gum as she said, “Two drink cover. Have to pay up front. That’ll be twenty for the both of you.”

I blinked. “For a drink.”

“Can be a soft drink, beer, wine. Whatev. But I got to card you for beer or wine. You two don’t look like you’re twenty-one.”

I was barely eighteen.

“Just cokes,” said Carter. “We can sit wherever.”

She winked at him and flounced off. Carter led us to the table while the current stripper, a mocha-skinned woman was spinning on the pole mostly naked. She was quite limber. There were dollar bills scattered on the stage. Men were whistling and catcalling her.

It was an eye-pleasing delight to witness.

She spun off it and fell into a challenging stance as the song ended. The men clapped and whistled. Carter held out my chair for me. I sat down at the round table, so excited. He took the seat beside me and leaned back. The waitress dropped off our cokes in two glasses half full of ice.

“Dynasty shook the stage,” a DJ said from somewhere as Dynasty finished picking up her money and clothes. “Next up, we have the MILF with the ass that doesn’t quit. Give it up for… Sweet Sally!”

As Dynasty stepped off stage, a schoolgirl in a St. Tatiana’s school uniform strut out. She wore her tartan skirt short, her blonde hair in pigtails. She wore her white blouse tied beneath her bouncing breasts. The ankle socks and saddle-buckle shoes gave her that mix of slutty and innocent.

“I know her,” I gasped. “She was at the party. She really does go to St. Tatiana!”

“Nice,” Carter said as my hand slipped beneath the table. I squeezed at his cock through his jeans while his hand slid up my thigh.

Kirsten shudders as she closed her diary. She masturbates right there on her chair, coming in moments after penning such a feverish heat. The remote was such a hot idea. It was a shame mind control wasn’t real.

But that was the fun of writing her stories. Like with Natalie and her brother’s fantasy dream.

Stories were gateways to worlds impossible to experience. She trembles there, wondering about her next story. Natalie mentioned today she would be going on a big date with Carter on Friday.

Her pregnancy was such a surprising thing, but everyone was so supportive. Kristen was glad her friend and big brother were in love. She did like writing stories about the pair of them. Maybe instead of going to a nice restaurant, they could go to a strip club.

And maybe…

Kristen smiled as she realized just who should be dancing there. It was so hot.

>>>>>>>>>>>>

Mommy Rewritten as a Stripper Slut

“You look great,” Kristen told her best friend. Natalie wore this adorable, pink dress that fit snug on the waist and had a cute, pleated skirt that dropped down to her knees. She had undone her black pigtails in favor of having her hair fall down her back. “Just amazing.”

Natalie smiled and rubbed at her belly. “I have to wear cute dresses like this now. In a few months, I’ll be showing.”

“I know!” Kristen was so excited that her best friend and her big brother had started dating. They were even having a baby. It was so similar to this naughty story that Kristen had read about her friend hooking up with her brother while staying over.

But that couldn’t happen. It was all about that hot D&D dream where she was an elf and Carter an ogre. They just… hooked up normally.

That was how Kristen saw it. How else was she supposed to see it? Magic wasn’t real. Or so Kristen thought, anyways.

“Well, my brother must be waiting for you downstairs,” Kristen said, her pussy so wet. “What are you doing?”

“Dinner and a movie,” said Natalie.

“Great,” Kristen said even as the virgin’s perverted mind was in overdrive imagining how her best friend’s and big brother’s date could be super naughty. She had another story to write. “Have fun!”

“Thanks!” Natalie smiled. “Oh, things are going so great. Carter’s just the best.”

Kristen hugged her best friend then broke away and darted for her desk. She pulled out her diary as her friend left the room. Kristen had been thinking about this all week, and now it was time to write it while they were at the date.

* * *

Natalie descends the stairs looking so pretty in her pink dress. Carter’s waiting for her in a nice pair of jeans, a good shirt, and a sports jacket. He’s handsome, making Natalie’s heart beat fast. But Mom’s also there, a wicked smile on her lips.

Mom, of course, knows all about the truth of Natalie and Carter’s relationship. Mom and Natalie have hung out while Dad and Carter visit that special place at the mall to fuck bimbos like the Davenport twins.

“Instead of a movie,” Mom whispers into Natalie’s ear, “why don’t you take Carter to Paradise Strip Club? I think it’ll be a nice surprise. Mmm, maybe you can buy Carter a lap dance and he’ll knock up the stripper.”

“Nice,” Natalie whispers back. “Got it.”

“Good,” Mom says. Of course, she knows something very naughty that Natalie doesn’t.

* * *

Natalie Bishop

“Mmm, that was lovely,” I said, clinging to my boyfriend’s arm as we left the restaurant.

“You sure you didn’t want dessert?” asked Carter.

“Oh, I plan on getting some on the ride over to the strip club.”

“Strip club?” Carter blinked and glanced at me. “Not the movie.”

“What’s a hotter show?” She leaned in. “A boring romcom or a sexy woman stripping naked then giving you a lap dance. I bet we can convince the stripper enough to ride that big pole of yours. They’re all sluts, and you know how to handle a slut.”

“Geez, you’re the best girlfriend,” Carter groaned. “What a wife you’ll make me.”

“You have no idea, buster.” My pussy was on fire as we headed to his car. It was an older Honda that was nearly as old as me. It was so old, it didn’t come with Bluetooth. Could you imagine that? “Mmm, let’s get to Paradise Strip Club! Your mom recommended it.”

“She would,” he said. “I think she and Dad go there to find new talents for her movies.”

We slipped into the car, and I was just so excited. My pussy clenched, soaking the thong I wore. Maybe I was so horny because I was pregnant. No, it was Carter. He just made me so wet. I loved being with him.

I texted Mom, “Date’s going well. Off to the movies.”

“Great, honey,” she texted back. “Busy, busy at work.” She was the host at a fancy restaurant. It was a part-time job to help make ends meet. Dad had split a long time ago.

Carter started up the car as I reached over and rubbed my hand over his blue jeans. I smiled at him as I reached his bulge. He glanced at me and grinned, shaking his head. I was so eager for my salty and creamy dessert.

I unzipped him as he backed out of the space. I reached into his fly and fished out his cock with deft skill. This wasn’t the first time I had sucked him off in the car. I had Alexis practice doing this with him. All part of the wonderful mentoring program Mrs. Davenport came up with.

Teaching budding sluts how to properly be whores.

Good girls only blew their boyfriends and husbands.

“Mmm, dessert,” I cooed and ducked my head down. I swallowed my boyfriend’s cock. He groaned as I did that. His hand slid through my loose, black hair. He grabbed a fistful of it as I nursed on him, loving this.

“Ah, you wanted jizz sundae,” he said. “Definitely on the takeout menu.”

I moaned around his cock as I loved him. I suckled on him with force, reveling in every second of this delight. He had such an amazing dick. I bobbed my head, working my mouth up and down him. I nursed on him with love and vigor. He groaned as I did.

He drove his car toward the strip club as I loved his big dick. I sucked him off with everything that I had. This was a wondrous date. I was so glad we were out on Friday night having fun. I couldn’t wait to see my first stripper.

Good girls should enjoy women with their boyfriends or husbands.

I suckled on him with passion, his salty precum spilling over my tongue. I swept it up, reveling in every last second of this hot moment. I was enjoying myself greatly. I bobbed my head, nursing on him with everything that I had.

“Yes,” he groaned as I licked and slurped on him. “Damn, you are the best cocksucker.”

I doubted that. There were plenty of sluts that were way better at it than me. But it was nice of him to say that. I was his girlfriend. He should shower me in compliments. My pussy clenched as I kept nursing on him.

My tongue danced around his cock. I wanted all his cum spurting into my mouth next. I craved that so much. He would flood me with all that he had. It would be perfect to enjoy. Just a fantastic delight. I nursed on him with everything that I had. I suckled on him hard.

“Shit, you’re going to get a mouthful of jizz,” he grunted. “Damn, Natalie!”

I wanted that mouthful. I craved it. I nursed with all my might on him, my cheeks hollowing as I slurped on his cock. I bobbed up and down him as he turned off the road. He drove slowly then pulled to the right and stopped. A neon light flashed nearby, painting the inside of the car with pinks.

We were here.

He slid his fingers through my hair. I loved him doing that. He gripped my tresses as I suckled hard on him. His precum grew saltier and saltier. It was a delight to nurse on him. I worked my mouth up and down him. It was just delicious to blow him. I suckled hard and fast.

I nursed on him with everything that I had. He groaned. I knew he was close. I swirled my tongue around the crown of his cock. His dick throbbed in my mouth. His dick twitched as he growled out his pleasure.

“Natalie!”

He erupted into my mouth.

All that wonderful, salty cum spurted out of his dick and flooded my mouth with his jizz. It was fantastic to have spunk spilling over my tongue. I loved that flavor. The creamy delight of my dessert set my taste buds alight.

My pussy clenched. I groaned, sucking down more and more of his cum. I swallowed all of it. I loved that so much. This was a wonderful moment. I squeezed my eyes shut, savoring the thrill of this wondrous delight.

“Shit, Natalie,” he groaned.

His cock pumped more and more of his cum into my mouth. I loved that. I drank it all down. It was just the perfect treat to enjoy. I shuddered there as he flooded my mouth with spurt after spurt of spunk.

I suckled out the last of the jizz as he panted. It was so much fun to have all that cum bubbling in my mouth. I felt so good right now. My eyes rolled back in my head. I quivered in delight, my pussy cream soaking my thong.

I popped my mouth off and tucked his cock back into his fly. “Well,” I purred, zipping him up, “shall we go inside?”

“Sure,” he said and opened the door. He rushed around the car and opened mine. He held out his hand for me.

I beamed. He was such a sweetie. I stepped out and took his arm. I bubbled with delight as we crossed the driveway. The pink, neon woman flashed between two poses that made it look like she was popping her hips back and forth. We were here at the Paradise Strip Club. Wonderful.

The bouncer glanced at us and waved us in. I giggled. He didn’t check our ID.

Music thudded through the club. It was loud. A waitress in a short skirt and a boob tube came up to us. She smacked her gum as she said, “Two drink cover. Have to pay up front. That’ll be twenty for the both of you.”

I blinked. “For a drink.”

“Can be a soft drink, beer, wine. Whatev. But I got to card you for beer or wine. You two don’t look like you’re twenty-one.”

I was barely eighteen.

“Just cokes,” said Carter. “We can sit wherever.”

She winked at him and flounced off. Carter led us to the table while the current stripper, a mocha-skinned woman was spinning on the pole mostly naked. She was quite limber. There were dollar bills scattered on the stage. Men were whistling and catcalling her.

It was an eye-pleasing delight to witness.

She spun off it and fell into a challenging stance as the song ended. The men clapped and whistled. Carter held out my chair for me. I sat down at the round table, so excited. He took the seat beside me and leaned back. The waitress dropped off our cokes in two glasses half full of ice.

“Dynasty shook the stage,” a DJ said from somewhere as Dynasty finished picking up her money and clothes. “Next up, we have the MILF with the ass that doesn’t quit. Give it up for… Sweet Sally!”

As Dynasty stepped off stage, a schoolgirl in a St. Tatiana’s school uniform strut out. She wore her tartan skirt short, her blonde hair in pigtails. She wore her white blouse tied beneath her bouncing breasts. The ankle socks and saddle-buckle shoes gave her that mix of slutty and innocent.

“I know her,” I gasped. “She was at the party. She really does go to St. Tatiana!”

“Nice,” Carter said as my hand slipped beneath the table. I squeezed at his cock through his jeans while his hand slid up my thigh.