Diary of a Quiet Girl

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Quiet like Silent Bob.

Quiet enough she makes people nervous. Quiet enough she's 19 and still a virgin. Then she meets someone that reads her well enough that no talking is necessary.

Not talking does not mean not writing. How would diary read?

J
 
Quiet by day and wild by night has been done, though it still works. I was thinking of an awakening story. Something in your vein might work if a pickup lover brought something new, say sex in public or costume play.

I have the girl in several of my stories, but I have not been able to write her perspective. Your girl might be very different.
 
I like quiet-n-mild in public, quiet-n-wild in private, but always quiet. Very quiet. I'm reminded of some genius who uttered not a word till age twelve or so. Everyone thought the kid was a mute dummy. Then, words, many sophisticated words. When asked about it, the response was, "Until now, I had nothing to say."

Serena is not quite so extreme, but she keeps her peace. Her lovers may shout; she does not. The only people who come close to knowing her at all are those she chooses -- and loses. Her sly Sphinx smile is alluring. Her face is expressive. She just does not bother to waste words. One arrogant admirer boasts, "I bet that I can make you say three words." She replies, "You lose."

Her diary? That would be very interesting to read, yes?
 
Her diary? That would be very interesting to read, yes?

Exactly the point of this thread.

A possibility: She's nutz. What she records in her diary-blog is NOT what happened; it's her filtered fantasy journal. For a F&SF twist, her nutz diary DOES record reality, but not in this universe. So, here-and-now, she fucks some guy she picked up in a bar; but in the alternate reality and her journal, he was a horned demon. Readers are left to decide what's 'real'.

Or make it a LW story. Stefan married Maria because she rarely speaks and never argues. The ideal wife! But he finds her diary and reads of her wild cheating life and well-advanced plans to take control of the local political-economic structure. Or maybe the quiet matriarch has died and her survivors find her diary detailing her hidden sexual escapades. The diary is a framing device to tell a set of tales. And the survivors learn of their true heritage.
 
How about this idea:

A college guy (conservative college somewhere in New Jersey) barely notices this painfully shy girl named Amanda in a couple of his classes. She dresses very conservatively. Her long black hair tied in a ponytail. She never wears makeup & has large glasses. When a teacher calls on her, the teacher always has to tell her to speak up to be heard.

He gets a job over the summer at a swanky hotel in Manhattan in order to make some tuition money. From a distance, he notices this strikingly beautiful brunette that is dressed to the nines. She looks like a busty version of Sasha Gray. She is wearing a black bandage dress with matching Christian Louboutin heels. She comes into the hotel at least once or twice a week. Always with a well-dressed man that looks twice her age.

He asks a co-worker if he knows who she is. The buddy said that she is a high-priced escort named Talia. He goes on to say that he's heard that she charges three grand an hour and she's worth every goddamn penny.

One day, he accidentally bumps into her as they are happen to enter the elevator simultaneously. She drops her small purse. He bends to pick it up and as he stands back up to hand it back he realizes it's...

"Amanda?"

She tries to obfuscate but even without her glasses he knows who she really is. He asks why she's doing this. Her reply is that she doesn't have any family and at first she did this to make enough money for school.

She quickly realized that she liked this life though. She makes more money in 12 hours than she would in a year. Also, she's in control and likes it that way. More confident, more assertive in what she wants.

Amanda wants him to keep her secret since he could make life difficult for her at school and at work. She offers him 1 hour of her time a week for his silence. He quickly agrees.

She proceeds to redefine for him what it means to get fucked. He is gasping for air afterwards.

Fall comes around and classes begin again. One day he gets her alone in an empty classroom to fuck. He asks her to stay in her shy and conservative persona while they fuck and the experience is completely different. It has an innocent, almost deflowering vibe about it.

Amanda realizes that she likes this guy. Her life was very lonely before and now she has someone that knows her secrets and is fine with it.
 
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What if...

What if the guy "happens" to find her diary in which she describes the sex acts she wants to explore. Because he knows what she wants he does these things without conversation.

Perhaps the first time is truly an accident. But then it becomes a form of communication. She writes about what she wants. He reads what she's written without her knowledge (or so she pretends) and then acts out what she's written.

It could be her way of giving him permission to "force" her to do the things she yearns to do, but doesn't dare say out loud.
 
The story should be written as diary entries, her point oif view. Except, that kilks her as quiet, since it is her voice from beginning to end.

Written voice is still silent.

As I envision this, discovering email is a coming out all by itself. My version has her as a closet pain slut, but that's me. Finding a Dom that understands her needs would be interesting, especially from her perspective.

That's my concept. Any sort of first time would work. You could do it bittersweet, such as she finds a lover but cannot keep him. Also, there is no reason this is a female. Consider a Silent Bob diary.

J
 
A non incestous spin on Paco Fears iconic Words on Skin. Of course the sister on that story was hearing impaired, but the way the story was written could very well fit your premise.
 
The story should be written as diary entries, her point oif view. Except, that kilks her as quiet, since it is her voice from beginning to end.

Why? I think an inner dialog as she interacts with the world would be more interesting.

"Emily, can you butter the toast and put it out?"

My eyes were glued to the red hot elements in the toaster. I imagined them removed, twisted into an ornate shape - pressed into my inner thigh branding me. I had to put my hands on the counter - I shuddered with the thought...
 
I guess I'm just looking back at the concept as presented and seeing an enigma, a person u known to those around her. The more I think on it the more I like the diary speaking foir her, but the enigma is lost in the revelation of her thoughts.

True, yah I was getting away from the original post.
 
I guess I'm just looking back at the concept as presented and seeing an enigma, a person u known to those around her. The more I think on it the more I like the diary speaking foir her, but the enigma is lost in the revelation of her thoughts.

Easy --her diary entries are tangential, not directly reflecting the why or how of what's happening with her; she remains an enigma. One reading her diary must also observe her, to piece together an understanding from enigmatic fragments of her life and journal.

Hmmm, maybe a diary within a diary. The narrator's journal of discovery is a framing device -- they've found her diary, and now try to link her entries with known reality. So, the narrator observes her fasting some days, but her diary entries are meditations on abstract purity. Or she wanders naked in cornfields some days; her diary speaks indirectly of anger and regret. To the narrator, these are jigsaw-puzzle-pieces to fit together into a recognizable pattern.

And what *is* her reality? Is it simple or complicated? Is she traumatized, or ecstatic, or laying traps, or what? Does she remain a puzzle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma?
 
This has the makings if a great story, but have we lost track of the fact that we're writing porn -at best erotica here? I'm sure there's an audience, but how many readers will just close out a page into our brilliant tale because there wasn't enough tail?

So include lots of tail! The days she wanders naked in the fields? She ain't just counting crickets. Think of all the lusty farm lads (and gals) out there. And nights, she's trolling local bars/clubs, quiet, maybe silent, but insistent.

Her diary maybe records those encounters, but tangentially, obliquely. One night she was tag-teamed by two guys and spit-roasted to perfection; she wrote of Thanksgiving dinner. One night she allowed an older MF couple to pick her up; she wrote of an amusement park.

All these hints point to a hidden secret. As I asked above: ...what *is* her reality? Is it simple or complicated? Is she traumatized, or ecstatic, or laying traps, or what? Is she wracked by shame, or guilt, or lust, or madness? Is her quiet due to cold calculation, or saintly calm, or near-paralyzing fear? Who has she fucked to death?
 
This has the makings if a great story, but have we lost track of the fact that we're writing porn -at best erotica here? I'm sure there's an audience, but how many readers will just close out a page into our brilliant tale because there wasn't enough tail?

I would not worry about that. Just post it in the appropriate forum and mark it slow in the header. Read my first story below. It gets heavy in the first chapter, but nothing else for a ways. The characters and their situation matter more.
 
I have posted a short story. If anyone is interested, try writing her diary.

//www.literotica.com/s/juliet-2
 
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How I would work the diary

If I were writing the story it would be more of a romance.

Her entries would tell of a guy she admired but couldn't bring herself to speak to.

In the course of the diary she'd write of encounters with her crush. In the course of those encounters - usually with her trying too hard to avoid him - when she writes of them there will be hints of how she shows her attraction unintentionally to the guy.

The climax (ha, ha) would be when he finally pieces everything together and realizes not only that she has a thing for him, but that he finds her attractive too, and looks at her in a whole new light.

I realize that's not what you asked for, but that's what I could think of.
 
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