Diary of a MILF

Hot Wife Lizzie? 7

Two men. Sitting at my feet. My old self, without hesitation, would have said where they deserved to be. Or said nothing and kicked them in…

Hotwife Lizzie? 6

In other circumstances, one might have thought there’d been a mass murder. There were five bodies strewn over my living room. All in…

Hotwife Lizzie? 5

Imagine the scene. Husband and wife, lips locked together in a loving kiss. Wife gently massaging her husband’s cock. A virtual stranger…

Hotwife Lizzie? 4

Chris’s hand joined Carol's or at least tried to. She slapped it away. “No, no Hun, you haven’t finished undressing me yet.” She took…

Hotwife Lizzie? 3

I can’t recall a time when even the air felt sexually charged. Only Lizzie and I knew the real reason behind this dinner party, and as far…

Hotwife Lizzie? 2

I wondered what the next few hours held in store when I opened the door to my first guests. Hopefully you’ve read about my chat with Lizzie…

Hotwife Lizzie?

What am I? Two or three weeks in to my new job? Seems longer. The content I’m enjoying, it stretches my mind. The pressure is another…

Debbie — Deeper depravity

I decided to take Debbie home. I was still leaking from the encounter with the van driver, even though I hadn’t touched him, or he me. The…

A young Pervert Revisited

We drove for a while and got onto the dear old A12. Being that it was Easter Sunday there were fewer lorries than usual, which meant our…

A Young Pervert revisited

“Hello, pervert!” The greeting was accompanied by a hand sliding over my jodhpur encased bum.

Cuckold Chris?

The doorbell rang. We both stood and went to the door.

Toy boy and golden showers

I needed an answer to my other question. “Now you’ve had time to think about it, did you enjoy peeing on me?”

More Toy Boy Fun 2

It was becoming a habit, fucking John in a hallway. If it was a prelude to the fun we’d had at our last encounter, I was in for a debauched…

More Toy Boy Fun 1

There was me thinking I was going to have a quiet, peaceful weekend wallowing in self-congratulation at my promotion when my phone buzzed…

Supping with the Devil

We’d been putting the evil day off. The day I’d have supper with Mary and her objectionable husband. But we’d run out of excuses. There…

Back with Mary

The Reunion of the class of ‘22. Well, not quite but it did seem an age since Mary and I had got together for a proper session. We’d had…

Lizzie’s Dare 4

The tea turned out to be coffee even though the last thing we needed was caffeine. I must have looked a sight with my crumpled clothes and…

Lizzie’s Dare 3

“Fancy giving him a closer look girls,” was the question from Chris that had gone unanswered. We were far too engrossed in bringing each…

Lizzie’s Dare 2

We were heading for the main dual carriageway and Chris issued instructions.

Lizzie’s Dare

Lizzie and Chris turned up at 11.00 am to pick me up. I was still none the wiser as to what Chris had dared Lizzie to do, but I didn’t need…

Caroline Returns

My thoughts were mixed while waiting for Caroline to turn up on the Sunday. Mixed in the sense I couldn’t make up my mind whether my upper…

More Caroline

This blog is late in coming. A male trait I believe! But I didn’t think you’d want to miss the details of what happened after my chat with…

Telling Mary

Things are happening faster than I can write! This blog is a little out of sequence but I think it makes sense to tell you about my…

Simon’s Dark Secrets

We both lay back in the bed, Caroline breathing heavily whilst I lay there, reflecting on the last few minutes. My journey, inside a year…

Caroline

That was quite a week. I think my chargeable hours amounted to sixty seven. Lucky client! Serves them right for the sheer stupidity of what…