Shortly after publishing Pleasures of Youth I began receiving autobiographical emails from Carina. Her naïve matter-of-factness, freshness and sincerity made her writing as different as faking is, well, to...fucking. Her writing is unusual and compelling.

Saturday

Carina visits the office

Dear Jan,
I update you to what happened yesterday in the afternoon. He told me to be there about 5.30pm, because he would be alone, and we could chat in peace, without somebody noticing me.
I must confess that despite my will to resist and to just see and talk i wore a quite sexy powder color underwear, and always those tempting hoses..., and a skirt, of course..,but in my mind i wasn't sure i wanted to do something.
Anyway, let's go from the beginning.
When i entered he really showed me his office, he gave me some porto wine, and we sat on the sofa.
We laughed a little, and talked for a while, then he kissed me.
Unfortunately the wine had its effect, and he said why didn't we lay down on the sofa, just to relax a little.
I said we had to behave, and decided to lay turning on my left side, giving him my back, so he remained on the sofa but laying behind me.
He asked me if he just could caress my thighs, while we were talking. I said yes, but be a good boy.
He started telling me about a trip he was going to do in Pisa, but while he talked he was almost whispering with a very warm voice in my year, so that even if he was talking about Pisa i started to feel excited. But i didn't show it.
In the meanwhile, he kept talking, his voice in my ear, his hand was softly caressing my thighs, up and down, sometimes it looked as if he was almost arriving to my pussy, but nothing, he was going down again. Then he passed to the back of my thighs, and went up, entered my panties from the back, i couldn't breathe from how much at that moment hoped he would enter me with those fingers, but he just caressed me, and only very lightly passed near my pussy.
Then again he started on the front, caressing me from down my knees in the internal part of my legs, softly up, and up...., entered my slips and just slightly touched my clitoris, and with the other finger enterd the pussy ( and to my shame i'm afraid felt it was already wet), and then went down again, caressing my thighs, upwords, and downwords, slowly whispering in my year. i was almost suffocating for how excited i was. After a few minutes of this torture, while he seemed impassive, I decided to turn my head behind and i kissed him, softly and slowly...at that moment he entered my panties with his fingers and while we kissed he very erotically touched me, and i came, came, came, came into his hand.
He had won. He respected my will, but led me to ask ( to beg ) him to do it, with my kiss.
After that he opened his trousers, and put his penis between my thighs always from behind, between my buttocks, slightly touchin my wet pussy, its inner lips, and started to move. He then took my breasts from behind in his hands, and softly caressed and titillate them. I turned my head back and kept kissing him, licking his tongue. He licked mine.Shortly after he started breathing strongly and he came, shaking.

Thursday

Talk of trying to resist

I believe you know that know it is useless for you to talk in terms trying 'to resist' once you go to his office. Yes, I would like to know what happens, especially if you write about it as well as you did previously.
You may tell me, in detail.

Wednesday

Carina worries...

Thank you Jan, but i am quiet worried, because i am trying to resist, because it is dangerous, i don't know what to do..
he asked me if i would like to go to his office, to see where he works, i don't know, maybe i'll go, just to have a look, but i'm not sure.
Do you mind if i write to you again to tell you what happens?
I really need to share this with someone, and maybe you can help me..
Let me know.

Carina

Tuesday

OohhhCarina!

OohhhCarina!
What a wonderful and erotic moment, and how well you wrote of it.

But what advice can I give you? Hhmmmm…My advice is: Have as many orgasms as possible while you can, and—if you can, and your time has come—die while having one too. Just be a little careful with whom you do such things…

Monday

It begins...

Hi Jan,
I was thinking about you, because of what happened to me yesterday. I was wondering what you would think about it.
I have a neighbour, a man of 60 something and his wife, who leave on our same floor.
We sometimes see each other for lunch, etc.
He has always shown sympathy to me, making jokes, he sometimes slightly touches my breasts when we hug, but nothing more.
Yesterday, i was at his home and we were all watching a football match. His wife decided to go and by some pizza as an aperitif, and we remained alone in the leaving room.
When we were alone he said why didn't i seat on his knees, just to give him a little cuddle.
i said ok, and i did. But i thought he wouldn' do anything else. On the contrary he started very slowly to touch my knees, and went up. Unfortunately, under my skirt i was wearing those hoses which only come up to the thigh and so he went up, and up.
He started kissing me very softly, and i surprised myself because i let him do it.
He put my panties aside and gently touched my pussy, and touched again, very sweetly, and with one finger entered it.
I couldn't stop him, even though i wanted to, because i couldn't help it, i liked it too much.. We kept kissing each other very slowly, and he kept touching me.
He laid me sweetly on the sofa, took down my panties down my knees,opened my jumper, loose my bra, opened my legs,kissing me softly on the lips, and slowly slowly i came, and came and came till i was all wet.
Then he said: good girl, now you better dress. Next time i'll give you something better...
Now i don't know what to do..
one part of me would like to see what he might do, the other knows that it's wrong, that he is married, that it is dangerous..what must i do?
Please give me your advice..
ByeCarina