Journal Entries [3/6]

Journal Entry – June 7th: It’s getting worse—or better, depending on how I look at it. Today, I saw our neighbor, Mrs. Jensen, bending over in her garden. Man, her ass looked amazing, all round and firm, just sticking out like it was waiting for me. All I could think about was slamming into her from behind, right there in the dirt. I pictured grabbing her hips, pulling her back onto my cock, filling her up so good. I could almost hear her moaning with each deep thrust, see her head thrown back in pleasure. The fantasy was so vivid, I had to run back inside and jerk off the second I got to my room. Trust me, my hand was a sad replacement for what I imagined her tight, wet pussy would feel like.

Journal Entry: June 15th: It's like these cravings are controlling me. Every woman I see just flips a switch inside me, making me want to go all in, no holding back. Today, it hit me at work. My colleague Linda bent over to scan some books, and bam, there was her cleavage, just staring at me. Her breasts just haunted me right there. I started imagining blasting my load all over those tits, watching my cum trickle down onto her blouse, her looking up at me with those lustful eyes. I bolted to the restroom and jerked off again. The whole time, all I could see was her, those breasts of hers slick with my cum. It drove me wild, pushed me over the edge real quick.