Mi querido diario

DEAR DIARYMonday April 16thToday was a day like all others. I woke up early and had breakfast with my mom before she left for work. Then I dedicated the morning to finishing unpacking the things that were still stored from the move. It's hard to adapt to a new place, especially when it's far from all your friends, but good, my mother explained that there was no other remedy. The flat we rented before was very expensive and a waste, since we weren't home all day. About years ago when my father lived, it was different. I spent more time at home since I was in high school, and my mom didn't work, so she was always here. When he died, my mom had to go back to work, and she didn't have much time left at the house. I think her decision was good. The new apartment is nice, without many luxuries or details, but it's enough to make it a warm and pleasant home.Tuesday April 17thI crossed paths with a very attractive man who lives in this same building after midday today. He's around 30 years old, dark-haired, slender, and very friendly. Honestly, it's a positive change from what I'd seen so far. I told my mom about it at night, and she, pretending to be indifferent, eventually admitted that she had also seen him. Strange reaction. We'll see.Thursday April 19thSomething weird happened today. My day went on as usual until I got home. When I entered the apartment, I heard voices in the living room, and when my mother stood up hastily, she introduced me to the young man who lived a few floors down and whom I had seen a few days earlier. Matías. I was surprised to see him in our house, and also the confidence he had when talking to my mother. This annoyed me. It gave the impression that my mother liked this much younger man very much, so after a while I went to my room. From there, I heard the murmuring of the dialogue and every now and then my mother's laughter. She was behaving like a total slut. It's okay since my father died, I haven't known any other men, but it seemed unpleasant that she would focus on someone so young. I have to be honest. I'm not sure if this is what bothers me or the fact that I also like him. But the question is whether it's worth competing with my mother for this guy. I don't think so.Friday April 20thI'm very angry. When I got home from school, I found out that my mother had invited the neighbor to dinner tomorrow night. I told her I didn't want strange people on the only day we could be quiet, and she replied it wasn't a stranger, it was a neighbor. I got really mad. It was so obvious what my mother was up to, I couldn't say a word. Then in my room, I called a friend and arranged an exit for that day. She was going out with hers, but I was going to find out what happened.Saturday April 21I'm writing on Sunday morning at dawn and the letter isn't coming out very well because my hands are shaking. I never thought I'd see what I saw. But let's start from the beginning.

I was getting ready to leave when the doorbell rang. I opened it, and there he was, with those green eyes that unsettled me, greeting me with friendliness. I greeted him and let him in, leaving him in the living room while I finished getting ready. My mother immediately took possession of him, monopolizing him. When I said goodbye to leave, they barely responded from their conversation. I left furious. I couldn't believe my mother was being so slutty with a man she hardly knew. I'd never seen her like that.

I spent the whole night thinking about this and decided to come back early. It was around 1 am. I climbed the stairs quietly, opened the door softly, and entered. There was soft lighting coming from the living room and ambient music playing. The living room connected to a hallway leading to the entrance, bathroom, and bedrooms. From the entrance, you could take another hallway straight to the bedroom area, passing through a small study. I crossed it, went out my bedroom door, then crossed in front of the bathroom and looked slowly down the hallway. To my surprise, the living room was empty. I entered slowly and walked around it. On the table, two empty whiskey glasses and nothing else. I thought my mother had had too much to drink and the guest had gone to bed leaving everything on.

I went to the bedroom. The door was slightly ajar and there was no noise. I looked in slowly, and with shock, see my mother and the neighbor in bed. They were almost asleep. Both completely naked. It was obvious what had happened. For a minute, I observed them, and with surprise noted the enormous piece the man had even when he was resting. Still thick and long, like none I'd ever seen before. Suddenly, I noticed my mother's hand tracing the man's body, starting to caress him. the cock.
- Do you want another one? Matías asked without opening his eyes.
- It was good, my mom said while still petting him.
Is that all? You finished three times, piece of slut. I haven't found a woman with such delayed hunger in a long time, Matías said, putting one of his arms behind his head.
- Okay, be good, my mother begged.
- Suck it for a bit and if you manage to get her hard, I'll put another one on for a bit, the guy said, always in control without even looking at her. I didn't know my mom. No one could treat her like that. She had a very independent character.
To my surprise, she sat down on the bed and leaned over towards Matías, quickly shoving all of her piece into his mouth while juggling with her testicles. The sound of sucking arrived at the door.

I hesitated for a second before entering and ending this whole thing, but on the other hand, my mom was free to do what she wanted and I would be the one left feeling out of place. I also thought about leaving and not looking, but the morbid curiosity got the better of me. I stayed there frozen, begging not to be seen.

In a few minutes, my mom couldn't contain this tool in her mouth anymore. She had to force her lips to introduce it because it was so thick.

- Well, you've managed it. Now you're going to get on top and ride like a slut of the category, Matías said without moving. And my mom, without saying a word, placed one leg on each side of the guy and took his cock with her hand, positioning it and slowly descending while moaning.

- I never had a cock like this, please don't move, she said while slowly descending, you're going to split me.
- You'll be split next time when I make you do the bum, we're coming slow today because we just started getting to know each other, because what happened in the elevator the other day can't be considered a meeting...
- Ugh, how embarrassing. I never did something like this before, my mom said while riding the lance.
- I don't believe you. In four floors, I stripped her cock for me... Masturbated and took all the cum. You were a machine.

-Never had done it before, I swear, I don't know what happened to me.

-You liked my stick, confess it.

-I didn't think it was that big, but it was a pleasant surprise, said my mother leaning forward and starting to kiss Matías as he began to penetrate her, supporting himself on his heels. It was impressive to see that cock go in and out of my mother. I get excited. Yes, I really got excited. For a moment I forgot it was my mother and the strange situation and started to get wet.

Matías accelerated. And accelerated, and accelerated. My mother was just a moan, muffled by Matías's tongue that ran across her mouth. Her legs were contracting in spasms that clearly showed she was enjoying herself. And finally, Matias with a great effort got it all the way in and started to empty himself. The tension in his legs allowed me to count the semen shots he was discharging. I couldn't take it anymore, so I left silently. I went out onto the street and took a taxi. I stayed at a bar until 5 am and when I got back home, everything was fine. At that moment I started counting my experience. I feel very strange.Thursday April 26I didn't think it could be that bad. But I can justify myself. Matías liked me since I saw him. And I can't stand my mother taking advantage of him. After Saturday, I couldn't sleep more than one toss. After seeing what I saw, I had wet dreams every night. I don't want to apologize, because in reality, I'm not sorry. The Monday after the weekend, I couldn't concentrate on anything I did. And I ended up thinking about an idea that seemed crazy at first, but it eventually seemed reasonable and I put it into practice. I waited for the right moment and yesterday was the day. I watched Matías return at noon, and quickly went down and called his apartment. He opened the door and smiled at me. He didn't seem surprised, and that confused me. 'Hello Matías,' I said with some fear. 'Hello Daiana, don't stay there.' 'I don't want to bother you,' I said almost repentant of my idea. It wasn't going as I thought it would. 'Please, it's no trouble. Just got back from work, come in, come in, and putting his hand on my waist, he made me enter his apt.' 'Excuse the mess but men's apartments are a real disaster,' he said, taking me to a sofa. 'Do you want something?' He asked very attentively. 'No thanks,' I replied, trying to hide my insecurity. He sat down in a chair opposite mine and stayed silent. His gaze swept over me from top to bottom, very tenderly, without seeming to have anything sexual about it. 'I've wanted to talk to you for a while,' I said. 'I imagine. Even waited for you before,' he said with all aplomb. 'Why do you think that?' I said nervously. 'You speak, since you came, and then I'll speak,' he smiled. 'Well, look, I'm a bit worried about my mother,' I said. 'What's wrong with her?' He asked innocently. 'Nothing with her. I'm just worried about her behavior' - Ah, ah, it seems that the roles have been reversed. Instead of the mother being concerned about the daughter's behavior, it's the daughter who is concerned about the mother's.' Rare, but I'm listening. My arguments were disintegrating like ice in the sun. - Well, nothing, you're always coming over to my place and I don't understand what's going on with all this, I said in one go. Matías slowly got up from his seat and sat down on the armrest of my couch. His aroma, so close, was making me dizzy. - Look, your mother is a great woman, and I feel very comfortable with her, something you know. You could see how comfortable I felt with her on Saturday night, and how she enjoys being with me. Don't worry. Only you saw us and didn't tell your mother. Actually, I have to admit that I got harder knowing you were watching because your mother had exhausted me in the first session. You don't know how she gets. As soon as you left, she jumped up and undressed me, starting to eat me out with bestial appetite. To say that I had to hold on right there in the living room, and only after my second orgasm could I take her to the bedroom and put her on all fours on the bed, where I gave it to her until she asked please. When she finished, I filled her up with everything I had. You missed that part, but I would have liked you to see it. Maybe you would have learned more from your mother. But there's nothing serious between us, just that she's a very sensual woman who likes being blown often, and I try to please her, while you decide if you also want to try my cock, see if it satisfies you too. There's something for both of us, don't worry, and I dream of having you in my bed spread out and with my lance buried up to the balls in your cave., he said sensually without cutting himself off, still looking at me and smiling. - I was paralyzed. Then I jumped off the couch like a spring. - How dare you talk to me like that, I said, walking towards the door. - Wait a minute, Matías said without moving from his spot. I stopped and turned around. - If I'm wrong, my apologies, but if not, you know we're alone here for three hours, so decide while thinking '. In the ejaculations you're throwing your mom while you're doubting. And now yes, matured, and pretend this conversation never existed.

I turned around and left there, cursing the moment I decided to talk to him.

I went back home and it cost me to calm down. Finally, I went to college.

But while I was there, I couldn't concentrate. I thought about what had happened. I thought about Matías' security over what was going to happen. And I thought about my mom who let herself be used by that one.

And to top it off, when I got back home, my mother, in a hurry, asked me if I was going out on Saturday. Surprised by the insistence, I asked her why she wanted to know, and she said she was thinking of inviting Matías to dinner. I replied that I didn't know and locked myself in my room. The situation was getting out of hand.

Now, I was surprised that a big and experienced woman like my mom would be so desperate for that man, and this woke up more curiosity and morbidness in me. Was he really worth it for her to show such behavior? So good was he? And my curiosity got stronger. Obviously, I don't have that much willpower.Friday April 27thToday I'm ashamed. I got up and my mom had already left. I had breakfast and studied for a bit. Almost without noticing, around midday I took a bath and changed. A very short and tight mini skirt, an adjusted shirt with no bra, and high heels that emphasized my legs. I styled my hair, fixed it, and perfumed myself, and when I felt the elevator coming up, I left the apartment and headed to Matías' department via the stairs. Without thinking, I rang the doorbell.

The door opened and a smiling Matías, wearing an impeccable suit, welcomed me in.

- Hi Daiana, what a surprise, he said with a face that gave no hint of any surprise, come on in, come on, he said while taking my waist and making me enter.

- Do you want to have something? He asked again like the first time. It seemed like déjà vu. The degenerate was pretending I had never been there before.

- No, thank you, I replied as the first time, and sat down on the couch.

- What brings you here? He asked while sitting in the other armchair.

- We left something to talk about, I said innocently.

- Hmmm, I don't think so. At least I don't remember any pending conversation. I think we said everything that needed to be said.

- I came to talk about my mom, I said insistently.

- Sorry, you're right. I already said everything I had to say. Now, since you're here, things have changed. We're grown-ups, so I'll ask you to start undressing slowly. I want to see you in all your glory, and maybe you're just like I dream you are, he said while leaning against the backrest.

I stood paralyzed. I looked at him incredulously at what I had heard. I got up to leave. Matías remained seated with complete tranquility.

- I'm leaving, I said, not moving.

- The door is open. Nobody forced you to come or stay. But if you're going to stay, I want you naked. Let's get started, we don't have all day, he said looking at me.

Without taking my eyes off him, I began to unbutton my blouse and slowly let it fall. I took out my feet from it and stood there stop wearing only a thong and high-heeled shoes. Then I slowly took off my sweater and stood there almost naked. Matías was looking at me with satisfaction. His pants showed a bulge indicating that he liked what he was seeing. I didn't know what to do.

- You still have one piece of clothing left, but you can leave your shoes, he said, pointing to my thong. Without taking my eyes off him, I lowered it and took it off my feet. At that moment Matías slowly got up and came closer. With my arms covering my breasts, he began to caress the side of my body, rising until he took my face in his two hands and started playing with his tongue in my mouth. I closed my eyes. That hot and humid tongue seemed to mark me on fire. Finally, he introduced it into my mouth and began to slowly explore it, ending in a deep kiss that left me breathless.

He separated from me and without taking his eyes off me, walked away a few steps.

- Now you're going to undress me, he ordered kindly, as if he knew I wouldn't have to force him. I approached and took off his jacket, throwing it on the couch.

- No, no, no, fold the clothes carefully, or later I'll have to go to work and they can't be wrinkled. I picked up the jacket again and hung it on a chair. I loosened his tie and took it off, hanging it next to the jacket. I unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and then slowly each button of that garment, finally pulling it out of his pants and finishing by taking it off. I took it and placed it on the back of another chair.

He was naked from the waist up. I passed my hands over his hairy chest, but neat, caressed his broad shoulders, and finally, took the belt of his pants and released it. Taking hold of the buckle, I pulled until he removed them, and placed them on top of the shirt. Then I unbuttoned the button and lowered the zipper. The pants fell to mid-thigh.

At that moment Matías sat back down in the armchair.

- First the shoes, or you'll ruin the pants, he said, as if it were a teacher teaching me something. Student to do her homework. I knelt down and unbuttoned the shoelaces of his shoes and took them off. I did the same with his socks, and finally, I took off his pants, leaving them also on the chair next to his shirt. When I turned around, I could see him sitting in the armchair and wearing only a silk boxer brief. A bulge was clearly visible through it. I stayed there not knowing what to do.

- Well, Daiana, come and sit down beside me, he said, tapping with his palm on the seat to his right.will continue