Adult Dark Diaries

Entry 3 "A Hot Night"

Written by Rocker Starlight

Permission from Lord Archive

 

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            "Well, I'm amazed at how quickly you've healed, Jill.  I must say, a week of rest and all you have left of that wound is a small scar."  The doctor stood at the foot of the pre-teen's bed, over looking her medical chart.  "But it looks like you're clear to go home.  Your caretaker has already been called to let her know your ready to go home."

 

            Jill gave a wide grin, nodding to the older woman.  She adjusted the hospital gown, having gotten used to sitting so her backside wasn't exposed on accident.  "Thank you, doctor."  She softly spoke, her voice box still taking a little effort to use.

 

            Giving her a smile, the brown haired doctor wrote something down on the clipboard.  "You should thank your friend.  She hasn't left the building since you got here.  Not many people would do that."  Opening the door, she walked out, leaving the young girl to dress herself.

 

            Giggling softly, Jill slipped out of her bed.  She grabbed the underwear that Ms. Klink had left for her and quickly slipped into the bathroom before someone walked in on her.  Slipping the hospital gown off, she looked in the mirror at herself.  She looked normal for a twelve-year-old girl, her body pert, with a bare touch of baby fat still.  The only blemish was the small scar on her left shoulder, almost looking like a reddish star on her skin.

 

            She gave a soft smile, as she started to put her bra and panties on.  Her memory of what had happened was a little hazy after she had been kidnapped.  Everything had gone by so quickly.  Before she knew it, she had been staring at Erin in the gymnasium of the high school, and the next moment she was in the air talking with him.  Finally, she was in the hospital, first with Erin, then Witchmon, watching over her.

 

            "Gonna wiggle your ass at me all day?"  Jill blushed, turning around to see Witchmon standing in the bathroom's doorway.  She was still wearing Jill's white dress, hugging her body tightly, and holding Erin's gray flannel in her arms.  "I told the doctors I would be handling getting you home.  So unless you wanna show off to everyone, I suggest finishing getting dressed."

 

            Nodding quietly, Jill walked past Witchmon, grabbing the jeans and T-shirt off the table of the other room, and started slipping into them.  Her cheeks kept blushing as she glanced back at the digimon, trying to ignore her eyes.  Taking the flannel from the witch's arms, Jill slipped it on, hugging herself for a moment, before she turned to Witchmon and nodded her assent to leave.

 

            Grinning, Witchmon patted the younger girl's back.  "Come on.  Witchmon express is waiting outside."  The paired walked out, as the digimon sat the wide hat on her head again, helping to hide her face.  She grinned wide as she rested one of her hands on Jill's shoulder, watching the girl smile shyly and blush even more.

 

            Witchmon walked Jill out of the hospital, taking her around a corner before she stopped.  Making sure no one was around, she watched as her broom floated down from the roof, mentally bringing it down to her.  Sitting on it, she patted behind her for Jill.  "Just hold on tight."

 

            Giggling softly, Jill slipped onto the broom, straddling it as she put her arms around Witchmon's waist.  Giving a squeal, she felt the digimon taking them into the air, floating over the hospital before she began moving.  The blond squeezed Witchmon, closing her eyes for a couple minutes, before she tried peeking out, watching the scenery fly by.  Before she realized it, Witchmon landed them in the backyard of the Orphanage. 

 

            As they touched down, Jill glanced at the house quietly.  It almost felt a little strange coming home after everything.  She knew Erin wasn't there, and that thought just made the house seem a little emptier.  It was similar to when Selene had left.  The orphanage just felt a little…vacant.

 

            Feeling her feet touch the ground, Jill shook the sad thoughts out of her head.  As she and Witchmon got off the broom, the blond girl shifted her shorts since they had gotten slightly wedged into her rear.  She thought she noticed the digimon glancing at her, but it had been a momentary glance.

 

            "You should get inside.  Your caretaker's waiting for you."  Witchmon smiled softly as she started to walk towards her shed.  As she reached the door, she looked back, seeing Jill still looking at her.  "What's up?'

 

            Jill blushed slightly and shook her head.  She turned and ran into the backdoor quietly.

 

            Witchmon blinked, giving a confused look at the backdoor as she watched the young human run into it.  "Humans are very odd sometimes…" She shrugged slightly, as she turned and walked into the shed she called home.

 

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            Jill tapped her finger on her desk softly.  Four days home and she hadn't been allowed to do anything!  Ms. Klink had given her strict instructions that she was not aloud to do anything strenuous for the next couple weeks.  According to her caretaker, this seemed to include helping with breakfast and doing simple chores.  So far, her time home had been extremely boring.

 

            Pulling her shirt out a little, the young girl sighed softly.  The heat of summer was really settling in, and the house didn't have central air.  Even if she hadn't been doing much, her time in the hospital had gotten her used to being in air conditioning.  Even a pair of shorts and a tank top weren't helping much.

 

            Sighing softly, Jill wiped a little bit of the sweat off her forehead.  She walked to the bathroom, running some cold water and splashing it on her face.  The cool liquid helped a little, before she toweled her face dry.  As she opened the bathroom door, she paused a moment, thinking she heard something. 

 

            Not seeing anyone in the hallway, Jill walked towards the staircase, listening until she heard the noise again, almost like a moan.  Giving another look around, she crept up on Ms. Klink's door, peeking into the room through the crack of the door.  Her eyes went wide as she the sight inside the caretaker's room completely shocked her.

 

            Jack, a friend of Ms. Klink's who was staying with them for a time, was standing behind the older woman.  One of his hands was under her shirt, squeezing at the orb firmly, while the other was reaching around and groping at her crotch through her pants.  He nibbled her neck softly, their voices whispering just loud enough for Jill to be able to hear.

 

            "Jack come on…  Someone could see us…" Ms. Klink's voice sounded husky, as the man groped at her still.  "We should stop…"

 

            The man nibbled at her ear, as he gave another squeeze.  "Most of the kids are playing out back…  Sides, we'd hear someone in the hallway, right?"

 

            Moving her hands slowly, Beverly put one of her hands on the one between her legs, slowly pulling it away.  "Jack enough…  I still have work to do, and besides, I need to speak with Jill.  We'll continue this tonight, alright?"

 

            Jack smiled, as he settled his arms around the woman's stomach, nuzzling her neck.  "Can I help it your irresistible?  But you go ahead, you can make it up to me tonight."

 

            Ms. Klink smirked softly, swatting at his arms. "You’re a nympho, I swear.  Now let go, so I can get some work done."

 

            Jill pulled away quickly, blushing badly as she quietly ran back to her room.  The scene has brought back a little of the feelings from her dream, which wasn't helping how hot her body had already been feeling.  Taking a seat at her desk, she started randomly writing in a pad of paper, as she heard steps in the hallway, trying to will the blush out of her cheeks, as the door to her room opened.

 

            "Jill, can I talk to you for a moment?"  Beverly Klink peeked into the room, stepping in at the young girl's nod.  "I wanted to talk to you about that friend of yours that Erin mentioned.  Witch-something?"

 

            Jill giggled softly, as she smiled at her caretaker, trying not to think about the scene she had just witnessed.  "Witchmon."  She said softly.

 

            Ms. Klink nodded, smiling softly as she sat on the girl's bed.  "Witchmon.  Well, Erin explained to me about him keeping her here and everything.  And since she's helped you children out, I don't think it would be fair to leave her staying in the shed, don't you agree?"

 

            Jill nodding, half looking at the older woman as she listened, writing random words.

 

            Brushing a little of her brown hair out of her eyes, Beverly smiled softly.  "Well, with Bobby and his… friend staying with us, as well as Jack, I thought we could give Witchmon Selene's old room.  Does this sound acceptable to you?"

 

            Jill accidentally broke the tip of her pencil as she looked over at the older woman.  "Really?"  She asked, smiling brightly as she saw Ms. Klink's nod.  Jumping up from her chair, she hugged her caretaker tightly around her neck.

 

            Ms. Klink laughed softly, as she hugged her ward back.  "I'll take it you approve."  She felt the small head nod furiously against her shoulder.  "Well, tell her she can stay in here tonight, and tomorrow, I'll introduce her to the house, when I explain what's going to be going on to everyone.  Alright?"

 

            Nodding again strongly, Jill pulled back, smiling brightly still.  "I'll get the room ready."  Before the older woman could say a word, Jill grabbed a small bundle of bedding, running out of the room.

 

            Beverly laughed softly as she watched the suddenly energetic blond.  "I'm glad she's so full of energy."

 

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            Jill ran out to the shed, running into the small building quickly.  She paused, as she say a waist high pink bird standing next to Witchmon, both of them staring in surprise at the young human who had burst through the door.  Neko, Witchmon's cat mewed softly, padding over and rubbing itself against Jill's legs.

 

            Witchmon smiled softly.  "Well hey there.  Jill, I'd like you to meet Piyomon.  This is Bobby's partner."  She ruffled the feathers on the bird's head slightly.

 

            Piyomon laughed softly, nodding his head to Jill.  "A pleasure to meet you at last.  Witchmon's told me a bit about you.  It's good to see you healed up nicely."

 

            Jill and Witchmon both blushed at the comment.

 

            "It's very nice to meet you."  Jill said, bowing slightly to the Child digimon.  "Please tell Bobby I'm sorry for not talking with him much since I've been home.  I haven't felt very social..."  'Of course Erin not being here isn't helping me any..."

 

            Piyomon waved his wing at the girl.  "Don't worry about it.  He's still adjusting to being in such a small town."

 

            Picking Neko up, Jill ran her fingers along the cat's fur softly, not noticing the slight shiver Witchmon got.  "What were you two talking about?"

 

            Witchmon smiled, brushing her hands over her cloak absently.  "Piyomon was telling me a little about this Alraumon he likes back in Oklahoma."  The female digimon grinned more as Piyomon blushes a little more through his feathers.  "Seems the poor guy likes her, but the brother of Alraumon's partner and his partner are a bit over-protective."

 

            Piyomon sighed softly.  "Pico Devimon isn't too bad.  But he does share Rick's affection for Lisa and Alraumon."

 

            Jill smiled softly, as she walked over to the Child digimon.  Kneeling down to his height, she smiled sweetly.  "It'll work out.  Just be patient.  My big brother always used to say, as long as you can wait it out, everything will work out."

 

            Piyomon nodded, smiling softly.  "Thanks.  Well, I should head in and see what Bobby's gotten himself up to.  It was nice to meet you, Jill."  Waving his wing, Piyomon walked out of the shed, taking flight outside the shed.

 

            Witchmon shivered slightly again, as she watched the child level fly off.  Turning back to Jill, she smiled softly, a faint blush on her cheeks.  "So what's up, Jill?  Come to pet my pussy?"

 

            Jill blushes deeply at the digimon laughed at the joke.  Hugging the black cat to her chest, she smiled softly, shaking her head.  "No…  Ms. Klink told me she is offering to let you have a room in the house.  She wanted me to come get you, so you can sleep there tonight."

 

            Witchmon smiled, clasping her cloak around her neck, and grabbing her broom.  "Sound more comfortable then out here.  Gonna show me to my room then, sweetie?"

 

            Nodding, Jill giggled and walked out, leading the digimon into the house.

 

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            Sleep can sometimes be a pain in the ass to try and reach.

 

            Jill tossed and turned in her bed, yawning softly.  No matter how she tried to relax, flashes of her dream at the hospital or the incident with Ms. Klink and Jack kept coming back on her.  The night's heat only made the warmth in her body even worse, making the oversized T-shirt she was wearing for pajamas more uncomfortable.

 

            Flopping onto her back, the blond girl reached her hand down, gasping as she felt the slight dampness on panties she had worn to bed.  Biting her lip slightly, her fingers caressed the young mound underneath the cotton, making her body shake as she felt the small pleasure from her own touches.

 

            Jill moaned softly, clutching at her sheets slightly with her free hand, as the one between her legs continues stroking her mound.  It wasn't as intense as the dream had felt, but it was still felt new to her.  Pressing against her sex more firmly, her hips shifted off the bed a little, jumping slightly as her fingers moved up and down slowly.

 

            A soft meow caught the blond by surprise, making her jump.  Her cheeks turned a deep red, as she pushed her shirt over her hips, looking around, before she found Neko lying on her desk, staring at her.  Smiling softly, she reached over, petting the cat softly.  "Spying on me, Neko?"

 

            The black cat purred, licking slightly at the fingers, tasting the dampness on them.  Standing up, Neko jumped down and padded over to cracked door.  Looking back, its tail waved, motioning at Jill, before padding out of the room.

 

            Jill blinked as she wiped her fingers a little on her shirt.  Much as her body wanted her to continue what she had been doing, Neko's actions were just too curious.  Slipping out of the bed, she followed the feline out into the hall, all the way until she watched it walk into Witchmon's room.  Glancing around the hallway, making sure no one was awake, she slipped into the room herself.

 

            The room was definitely different from when it had been Selene's.  Selene had kept the room very neat, everything picked up and put away.  Witchmon's red clothing was strewn over the dresser, the gold claws on the back of her gloves gleaming in the moonlight on top of the pile of clothing.  Neko jumped up onto the dresser, lying on the clothes, purring softly, as a movement in the bed caught Jill's eyes.

 

            A thin white sheet covered Witchmon's body, as she lay on her stomach, her large hands under her head as she watched the young human.  "Having trouble sleeping, dear?"

 

            Jill blushes a little, as she fidgeted nervously.  "A little…"

 

            Sitting up, Witchmon held the sheet around her body, waving Jill over to the bed.  As the twelve-year-old sat on the bed, Witchmon rubbed her back softly.  "So what's keeping you up?"

 

            Jill smiled softly as she felt the hand on her back.  "I…  Well, it's a little embarrassing…"

 

            Brushing some of her dirt blond hair out of her face, Witchmon leaned down to look in Jill's blushing face easier.  "Oh?  What's on your mind?"

 

            "Well…  I…  I saw something…" As Jill saw Witchmon waiting for more, she continued.  "I saw Ms. Klink and Jack…  And he was touching her…"

 

            Witchmon laughed softly.  "Oh really?  Where was he touching her?"

 

            "Here." Jill pointed to her budding chest.  "And here."  She pointed to her crotch, then gripped the end of her T-shirt in her hands, fidgeting again.

 

            A soft purr came from the witch digimon, as she leaned closer.  "Oh, I see.  Well woman do like people they are close to, to touch those places.  Haven't you ever wanted someone to touch you, Sweets?"

 

            Jill blushed as she nervously looked at Witchmon.  "Well…  A little…"

 

            Witchmon leaned closer, the hand on the young girl's back slipping down and onto her hip.  "Would you like it if I touched you?"  She pushed her face right in front of the humans, two sets of blue eyes staring at one another.

 

            Jill's eyes widened slightly at how close the digimon was to her.  She looked around, fidgeting as the head of dirt blond hair leaned closer.  "Um…I don't…"

 

            Before her sentence was finished, Witchmon's black lips pressed against the young girl's.    Leaning Jill onto her back slowly, the digimon held the kiss as her free hand softly ran over the blond girl's side softly, making her shiver slightly.

 

            Breaking the kiss for a moment, Witchmon looked at Jill's blushing face, smiling softly.  "Now that wasn't so bad, was it?"

 

            Jill smiled shyly, as she lay under the digimon, blushing rather bad as she slowly shook her head.  Glancing down, she noticed Witchmon's body was completely bare, since the sheet had slide off.  Two pert breasts stood on her chest, a little larger then Jill, with two stiffened nipples standing up on them.  Between her legs, the pre-teen couldn't even see any pubic hair, with just the barest glimpse of her sex noticeable.  Over all, the female digimon looked like a gothic human, save for the large hands she had.

 

            One of those hands stroked Jill's side, making her shiver as the fingers slide down over her hips and thigh.  Relaxing under the touch, she smiled up at the witch as the hand slide back up, pushing her shirt up to reveal her white panties and her tummy.  Raising her hands, she blushed as her shirt was removed, revealing her own developing breasts.

 

            A soft gasp escaped the blond human, as she felt one of Witchmon's hands gently squeezing her right breast.  While two of the large fingers pinched at her nipple, Jill's moan was cut off as the black lips caught hers again, kissing her a little more intimately this time.  The digimon's lips parted, letting her tongue slide across the young girl's lips, before slipping between then and tasting inside Jill's mouth.

 

            The fingers continued playing with her nipple as the kiss deepened, while Witchmon pressed her body closer.  Pulling her lips away, the witch kissed her way down the young girl's neck, before moving to the neglected breast.  Her lips played over the soft flesh, listening to the little noises Jill was making, before she made a moan come from the cute blond, as she suckled the nipple in between her lips.

 

            Witchmon's tongue flicked over the little nub, holding her lips tightly around it, as she tugged on the other one.  Her eyes watched as Jill closed her eyes, gasping sweetly from the feeling.  Nibbling very softly on the nipple in her mouth, she almost purred as she pinned one of Jill's thighs between her legs so her own thigh could press against the girl's covered crotch.

 

            As a deeper moan escaped the blond, the digimon left the breast, kissing down her stomach slowly.  Slipping onto the floor on her knees, Witchmon pulled Jill so her hips were on the edge of the bed, before tugging at the sides of the cotton underwear and slipping them down her hips.  As she slid the pair of panties off her feet, she looked up, pulling Jill's thighs apart slowly to reveal the wet, pink lips of the human's sex.

 

            Licking her lips slightly, Witchmon leaned forward, letting her tongue taste the juices on Jill's mound.  "Sweet.  I'm not surprised…."  She watched Jill sit up a little, before letting her tongue resume it's licking.  The look on surprise on the young girl's face almost made the witch laugh, but she held the urge since she didn't want to ruin the mood.

 

            Resting one hand on the digimon's head, Jill moaned softly as she felt the tongue lapping at slit.  Her body tingled badly, staring at the head of dirt blond hair between her thighs, while her hips pushed forward.  She could feel the fluids in her sex increasing as the nimble tongue dipped inside her, making her internal muscles clench tightly.

 

            Witchmon made a small noise, as she felt the inside of Jill's pussy.  Her tongue slipped inside the passage, letting her drink at the sweet tasting juices coming from the girl, as her hands massage the thighs next to her head.  As she nudged her face against the girl's slit, her eyes focused on a small nub that was half hidden by a small bit of skin.  Letting her curiosity decide for her, she slipped her tongue out, sliding it up and flicking it over the pre-teen's clit.

 

            Flopping back onto the bed, Jill's eyes went wide as she felt her clit being touched for the first time.  Crying out softly, her hands clenched in the bed sheets and on Witchmon's hair as the pleasure made her body spasm.  As black lips began suckling on the sensitive little nub, the young girl thought her eyes might pop out of her head as they tried to go wider then before.  Bucking her hips, she pushed her mound harder against the witch's face, feeling sweat coating her skin.

 

            Witchmon blinked in surprise at the reaction.  She knew from her own experience, digimon didn't have a little nub at the top of their sex, but obviously human females did and liked it.  Suckling a few minutes more, she tried to keep Jill from getting away from her with all the squirming she was doing.  One tug on her hair made her wince, before she gave the small ball of nerves a final lick and stood up, watching the sweaty, panting girl laying on her bed.

 

            Lying next to her, Witchmon kissed Jill's cheek softly, as her hand caressed the worn girl's inner thigh softly.  "I have to remember about that…" She smiled softly, her face still coated in the girl's juices.  She giggled softly as she felt the young human kissing and licking cutely at the fluids on her face, leaning close to make it easier.  A shiver ran through the prone girl's body, as Witchmon ran one of her fingers along the swelling lips of the girl's sex.

 

            Nudging at the wet hole in Jill's slit, Witchmon purred as the kisses turned into a soft sucking on her skin.  As the blond girl whimpered slightly from the feeling, Witchmon slowly worked the tip of her middle finger against the small hole, before some of her finger inside, allowing Jill a chance to adjust to the large digit.

 

            Jill's eyes shot open, feeling her hymen tear as the digimon's finger invaded her.  Her mouth opened, but any noise that came from her was muffled as Witchmon kissed her passionately.  With the finger staying still inside her, Jill's body relaxed as she quick pain slowly eased, returning the kiss a little before Witchmon pulled back, smiling at her.

 

            As Jill laid back, her eyes half lidded and panting heavily, Witchmon purred softly at the girl, smiling softly as she continued to hold her finger inside her.  "It's getting late sweety…  Time for good little girl's to cum and sleep…" The digimon watched Jill's mouth open in a loud moan as she started working her finger back out and in, taking her time at first. 

 

            Stroking the blond's hair out of her face, the witch digimon watched her face affectionately as she sped her finger up.  She could feel the walls inside the girl's sex clenching tightly around it, her juices allowing her finger to keep moving easily.  Lowering her palm, she pressed it against the small bundle of nerves at the top of Jill's pussy, rubbing back and forth as her finger kept slipping back and forth.

 

            Jill's eyes went wide again, her entire body going stiff, as the finger inside her and palm rubbing against her pushed her over the edge.  As her climax washed over her, stronger then anything she had felt before, her scream of pleasure was muffled as Witchmon pressed her lips against hers in a passionate kiss. 

 

            As the pre-teen's body bucked on the bed, the hand pleasuring her slowed and held the finger inside her, letting her ride out the intense feeling in her body.  As her body slowly started to come back to normal, Witchmon pulled away slightly, noses still brushing one another as two pairs of blue eyes stared at one another.

 

            Jill stared at the digimon with her half-closed eyes, still panting heavily as she lay underneath her.  A soft moan still escaped her as she felt the large finger pulling out of her mound, the nerves very sensitive so soon after her climax.  She smiled weakly up at the Adult digimon, bringing her shaking fingers up and stroking her cheek.  Without saying a thing, she closed her eyes, drifting to sleep as her body finally ran out of energy.

 

            Witchmon giggled softly, as she sat up.  Licking her finger clean, she stood up, getting her cloak and using it to clean the young human's sex.  Once she finished, she shifted Jill's body, laying her lengthwise and tucking her under one of the sheets.

 

            "Luna Gale."  Witchmon smiled softly as she used her powers to make a small breeze come through the window, helping cool the room a bit.  Feeling fur on her leg, she looked down, seeing Neko sitting at her feet, Jill's panties being held in the feline's mouth.

 

            "Neko, you're almost as bad as me."  She reached down, taking the panties from the cat and collecting the shirt, laying them with her own clothing.  "Now get up here, and go to sleep.  We have a big morning too, and being zombie digimon won't help us any."  She watched her cat jump onto the dresser, nuzzling at the clothing until she settled down, Jill's panties sitting between her paws and head.

 

            Rubbing her head softly, Witchmon smiled and walked back to her bed, slipping under the sheets with the naked orphan.  Jill murmured softly in her sleep, shifting until her back was facing the digimon, and backed up against her.  Wrapping her arms around the sleeping girl, Witchmon kissed the back of her neck, laying her head onto the pillow.  Ignoring the dampness between her own legs, she yawned softly, letting herself drift to sleep as well.

 

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Witchmon ~ Well, I think that went well.  *grins micheviously*

 

Toy Agumon ~ *blushes and stares silently*

 

Rocker ~ Well… at least it finally got done.  Hehe, took a little bit, but came out better then I was thinking it would.

 

Witchmon ~ What do you expect?  You had me in it, after all.

 

Floramon ~ *giggles softly, blushing herself*  Well next time, we see a new child joining the Mt. Morris orphans.  So what could happen, when the lights go out?  Find out next time, on Adult Dark Diaries!