July 19th, 2015
My Dear Diary,
My name is Yulianna Kedem, Yullie for short and I am a 17-year-old blonde, tall and athletic Israeli girl, of the Beautiful Green Town of Ra'anana, Israel. I'm fair-skinned, but rather tanned, especially during Summer, when there's nothing I like more than to give my body to the marvelously burning Sun (of course, with the suitable protecting-cream!) and just Sun-bathe in the nude, wherever the possibility may come; I'm a proud Nudist, which is really an excuse to be a devouted exhibitionist: I want to be 100%-exposed for ALL to see, body and mind and all simultaneously.
I cannot stand the very idea of privacy, frankly, I just hate it: privacy, in my opinion, is nothing but a codeword for the disintegration of modern-day society, of "each person to his own" and so, am grateful for the invention of Blogs, Vlogs, Web-Cams and Facebook.
I am somewhat of a hypocrite, though: while on the outside, I am all this big feminist, dominant and self-assured person, not-so-deep in the inside, I want nothing more, than to surrender and to obey. To be the private property of horny, potentially highly-pervert junior-high-school-boys is, in fact, my number one Wish and Desire: I want to be taken and controlled, to be made to obey orders, preferrably - as said - by boys much younger, than myself. And even younger still... like my tiny, little baby-Brother Har`el, who's merely 11 years (and five months) old. And - truthfully? I'm just starting to believe, that he, somehow, in one way or another, is able to sense it and to behave accordingly: he has, most definitely, been behaving more and more rudely towards me lately and what's more: several times, dear Diary, I have caught him peeking at me during private moments, such as "accidentally" entering the bathroom while I'm just about to get my clothes off, "just happening" to walk near the toilette-door, right when I'm there and haven't fully closed it yet and I suspect he had even figured out a way, in which to tap into the security-cameras, which our Loving Parents have installed in my own private bedroom, in order to see me lying down on my bed, fully naked (as I am now), either masturbating, or writing in my Diary... are you now watching me, Sweet Baby-Brother? Come on, you can tell me if you do... in a total contrary of what I have led you to believe, I want you to. I really, truly and honestly do.
I'm even having this recurring Fantasy, in which my own sweet little baby-Brother is - I wanted to say here, to write here, "raping me", but it would NOT be true: as it would most definitely NOT be a rape.
As I WANT him to; I want nothing more than this: to be fucked, possibly by force, by my own little baby-Brother, who's 5-and-a-half years my junior and still goes to elementary-school.
So do you see now, Oh Dear Diary, how fucking PERVERT your composer truly is?
My nipples got hard just to the very thought of this: my own Brother, my own TINY LITTTLE BABY-Brother, fucking me, forcibly, from behind, doggy-style, while his childish hands grub my neck, my shoulders, my breasts (which are pretty big: when I had still wore bras I'd been C-size, and this was almost three years ago; I've developed pretty much since... so, guess I'm now at the E-size, or something)... my own Brother, my own TINY LITTTLE BABY-Brother, fucking me like a whore and making me his own, body, soul and all.

Well, it's getting late and Mum's calling me from downstairs, to help her with dinner. See you tomorrow, Oh Diary Dear!