Reading Dork Diaries Online Novels & Stories

Alex said in awe. “Beautiful lady, can I ask you something?” Alex couldn’t resist asking Dory. “What do I get out of it?” Dory asked. “You can have the pills from earlier,” Alex said. Dory was so happy that she jumped up and down. “A man can’t go back on his words. Ask away. I won’t hold anything back as long as I know the answer. Even if you ask me about the color of Ms. Khloe’s underwear today, I can tell you.”

she whispered, shoulders hunching up around her ears. Julius was rambling about something, but I wasn’t hearing him anymore. I was too focused on the bright pink blush spreading across Allie’s cheeks as she stared at whatever book had caused her reaction. She slowly turned it around so I could see the cover. Ah. Fuck. Milkmaid Diaries: A Dutch Pornstar’s Autobiography. The cover featured exactly what you’d expect from that title – graphic close-ups that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Nothing like accidentally discovering a chronicle of explicit selfies to drive home the point that this was definitely not the cozy library experience she’d been hoping for.

It was mortifying to read smut in front of his very attractive boss who was also gay. “I haven’t had a chance to because you keep interrupting,” Zach protested. There was a brief silence and he felt a pat on the head from Darien. “I’ll leave you in peace then. I’ll read a book myself and I won’t pay you any attention,” Darien said. Zach moved the book away from his face to check if Darien was still teasing. Darien was true to his word, he had pulled out another book and was already reading the first page. Zach checked the cover and saw it was another Damien Black book.

She began to read what she saw. Dear diary, Like all the other days, today is a special day. Today is the love of my life, Derick’s one hundredth year as a vampire. Dana baked a special cake, but unfortunately none of us could eat it, so we ended up throwing pieces of it down the mountain. I had so much fun decorating Derick’s handsome face with the cake. I wish everyday could be like this… She had read some lines before Dana stopped her. “Of course, it makes sense that you can read it. It’s your diary after all. You can keep it. Probably you’ll see something she wrote there that will be helpful to your quest.”

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!"

The book the lad was currently reading was The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie. No wonder, he was so smart, thought Maddie, when he had and read such great book collections. Leaving the bookshelf, Maddie moved to a couch right across Andrew's bed and sat down on it, and then she fetched her phone from her pocket and started to type a text message to send to Audrey. "Hey, back from work yet?" she hit the send button after typing, and then looked up from her phone to admire Andrew who looked so cute with his solemn expression as he read.

Darlene cleaned up and stacked the breakfast dishes in the dishwasher and then sat down at her kitchen laptop and opened the Literotica website. She pulled up one of the stories she had left open for James to find and then skimmed through it, stopping and re-reading a few especially hot parts. When she got to the end of the story her pussy was wet, not only from what she had just read but in anticipation of what she was about to do. Below the end of the story she clicked on the highlighted text, "SEND PRIVATE FEEDBACK," and a new page opened to send an email directly to the author. She began typing:

Under a thread where people were asked to post about what had happened to the people they hated, Lorraine posted a video of her response. "I thought that there was justice in the world and that the evil would suffer consequences, but she gets to live happily and even become an online influencer." Lorraine went into great detail about her ordeal back in high school. She was a pretty girl. Due to her family's difficult financial situation, she chose to stay in the school dorm after she transferred to that high school. Natasha befriended Lorraine under the guise of being the head of the school dorm. However, during class, she would often disturb Lorraine, preventing Lorraine from listening to w

Dante's POV I know I wasn't supposed to be doing this, especially snooping into the diary of a human girl who had given us nothing but troubles but fuck it, the first page was enough to drive any man crazy because that how on earth was she able to memorize every damn thing we did to her back then at the school, locker room, I sat down to read it and memorize everything.

Alex's POV Another useless idle day spent in a boring office full of paperwork and awful bosses who treat me like trash. I was far too annoyed, far too stressed, as I began searching BDSM clubs, submission, and someone else taking control of your life. Somehow it sounded wild yet tugged something within me. The Vault was the name that kept popping up. That was the secret spot where real Doms played rough.