Dork Diaries Page Novels & Stories

Kate’s Pov I woke up with a cold, hard clarity that felt better than any orgasm and I had spent hours preparing not just my body but for the stage. I chose a sheer black lace teddy that left absolutely nothing but imagination with my nipples poking out of the fabric. As the high cut is exposing every inch of my thighs with a pair of held that make me feel like a weapon. When the doorbell rang, I didn't rush to answer it but I let him stand there for a few minute letting the anticipation build up so deep inside of him before opening the door while I stepped back into the shadows of the hallway.

Usually, I don't have time for F******k but today I opened it to verify whether Dhiya or some other else. The page was opened. I was caught up with a smile on my face by seeing her picture. I scrolled down to see more about her but she added very few photos and some motivational quotes that inspire people. Really, she is a good and decent girl. I accepted her friend request. Then, I logged out the account.

It was all new to me. Mrs. Dav was sitting next to us, watching us with her fingers in her c00chie and f!ngering herself. Mrs. Coker used the d!ldo for a while before removing it and dropping it onto the bed. She began grinding her c00chie with mine while swiftly crossing her legs with mine in a scissors position and trading the d!ldo. I was in heaven. When our clit touched, I felt as though electricity was flowing through me. She began to move more quickly. she was literally on top me tr!bbling me faster

Music guy… He sat at the carved wooden table, a laptop on the table, and offered me a seat by his side. “I'm hoping we'll find something on the internet.” He opened his web browser and typed Annabelle Steele. I winced. Annabelle Steele is dead on the internet. “You won't get anything from this, Damien.” “I might.” “Maybe.” I murmured. “Maybe a death certificate.” “Be positive.” He smiled at the screen. I wished I were the screen.

I start to write, my hand moving quickly across the paper: "Dear Diary, I did it. I spent an entire day naked, and it was the most liberating experience of my life. I felt so free, so uninhibited. I did everything naked – watched TV, ate, cleaned the house, even danced around like a fool. And you know what? It was amazing. I felt sexy and powerful and alive. I know it sounds crazy, but I think I might do it again sometime. Maybe next weekend. Wish me luck!"

Ann whispered to Jessica, “and there is this strange bite mark on my inner thigh.” “You left with that sexy guy we saw in the hallway. Maybe you drank too much,” Jessica whispered back with a chuckle. Jessica wasted no time and flashes Dario a sexy smile. Dario felt a bit uncomfortable. He picked up the Math textbook that was heavily marked with sticky notes. He opens it at the bookmark that Miss Wangberg placed and quickly looked over the page. “Let us get started with today's math lesson. Please open your textbooks on page 107. Would anyone like to explain to the class their understanding of example 98?” Dario asked, not expecting an answer from the students. He was about to make his way t

◆◆◆ Chapter 2 ◆◆◆ I spent the entire weekend hiding in my apartment, ignoring texts from classmates who suddenly found me fascinating for all the wrong reasons. The humiliation replayed on loop as my own words, my deepest, most depraved fantasies, were read aloud in front of everyone while Darian Rho watched with those unreadable dark eyes that seemed to strip me bare without ever touching me. Monday morning, I discovered my diary was missing. Tuesday afternoon, the first text arrived from an unknown number: “Page 23. The elevator fantasy. Creative use of the emergency stop button.”

I wave him goodbye, he checks his noodle hair in the mirror and leaves. There is not much work. There is never much work. I sit in front of the laptop and check my F******k account. F******k is boring when you’re dating the prettiest girl there will ever be. I don’t want to, but I still end up doing what I’ve been avoiding since morning. I fetch the diary from my drawer and open it. RD.

UNKNOWN DIARYYY, Just her mere presence in my vicinity, and I can already feel myself becoming strongerrr. I saw her naked body today, Diary… she was taking a shower, wanted to get rid of all the dirt she had on her from packing or so she said. I could see her through the walls, Diary —lots of demons like me do this to unsuspecting girls all over the world who manage to catch our attention, you know? — And you have no idea how I wished she could sense my presence, but I’m not that strong yet!

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