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Having mentioned, in my last story, about whoring in the north with the sexy Sandra, especially regarding our trips to the red light area in Middlesbrough, I thought I’d relate a few more experiences regarding our time in the Leeds area . When the factory, where we both worked, in the south west closed, it was decided that the product would now be manufactured in the Newcastle, but, for various reasons it was temporarily located to Leeds, which is how we came to be there. I’ve talked about Sandra, a lot, in my reminiscences but I’ll quickly do a recap. Stunningly gorgeous, late forties, earl… 阅读更多内容

After mentioning in my last story of my reminiscences of visiting the Middlesbrough red light area, with Sandra, I thought I’d better elaborate a bit more. During our time in Newcastle we probably went down to the red light area in Middlesbrough, certainly more than a dozen times, probably more like twenty times, mostly on a Wednesday or Thursday night and only, really during the summer months. Sandra was very aware of my penchant for prostitutes, either just looking at them or using them, as long as I used a rubber and had accompanied me, in the past, to the red light areas of Bristol and t… 阅读更多内容

This story is pretty well one hundred percent true although, for obvious reasons I have changed the names of most of the participants and might have been a bit vague in some of the locations as well xx enjoy It was probably around the late eighties when the company I worked for was taken over by a company based in the north east of England and the decision made, to relocate the manufacturing process, to that area. Several key personnel were requested and selected to accompany the company’s product north, which included myself and a woman called Sandra, who I’d recently started an illicit aff… 阅读更多内容

Early morning at Nesbitt Park There are many regulars there. Mostly older. I sucked many of them. Well I got there early one morning. There was only one truck parked there and again it was an older guy. I parked pretty far from him. Sat there for several minutes, as he kept looking over at me. I was really not in the mood for another older cock and was about to leave. Then I saw a white van pull in and he parked right next to me. It was a black guy probably late 30's. After only a minute or so he got out of his van with his cock out. I didn't hesitate. I got out of my van got on my knees and… 阅读更多内容

We usually met, outside a little church, in a little village, just off the A46 every other Friday. Our Friday trysts invariably followed the same pattern, usually without exception. We’d meet about midday and Annabelle, definitely NOT her real name, I hasten to add, usually arrived after me. I always arrive dressed, certainly in the summer, in my favourite pink bodycon dress (see pics of me wearing it in my pics), sometimes tan holdups, a pair of knickers, red wig, false boobs and loads of makeup. Annabelle always liked me to look a bit tarty, well actually a lot tarty!!! And I always liked to… 阅读更多内容

Rolling on from my reminiscences regarding my relationship with the dirty pervert, Mr Vaughn, I can remember going to Birmingham with him, Margaret, Arthur’s wife and the even more dirty and perverted, Mr Manning, not long after my first foray into cross dressing and the party that followed. One of the women, at the party had been a woman called Chrissy, from Birmingham, who it transpired had been invited down to Bristol by another one off Mr Vaughn’s dirty friends and also that she was on the game, a prostitute. She’d had such a good time that she asked Mr Vaughn if he fancied coming up to B… 阅读更多内容

Tina was a great kisser and my cock was feeling really constrained in my jeans and it didn't help that I had her top open and was sucking the hardest little nipple I have ever had in my mouth. Up until then all of the woman and even girls that I had been with had very ample breasts but Tina was maybe a 32b and her nipples really stuck out and my mouth was hungry for them. To further my raging hard on between kissing and her very active tongue in my mouth she was extremely vocal which was also new to me and I loved every second of her moaning and expressive encouragement. Soon she was unzippi… 阅读更多内容

When I think back about it now, all those years ago, it always seemed to involve that dirty little fucker, Mr Vaughn. So called Sexual education, depravity in all shapes and forms and utter filth, his fingers or cock were usually involved in some way. My formative beginnings in cross dressing and being abused and used by other men, was one example that springs to mind. Yes, Mr Vaughn knew I didn’t mind wearing the odd gym slip or camisole when I’d wank or suck his cock off, he knew I used to go to my friends Barry’s house after school for the pair of us to wank each other off looking at the ‘… 阅读更多内容

I’m pretty sure, up until then, the pair of us had never seen a five pound note, even in our wages, but I can still remember that it was dark blue and big, well it seemed big at the time. Mr Vaughn had told us that, if we were good, the men would give us a five pound note and all we had to do was what we’d did to mr Vaughn and his friends, lots of times before. Carol and I had sat, as ordered, very quietly, in the back of mr Vaughn’s Morris traveller with him driving and his friend Arthur, in the front passengers seat. We’d all met at his ‘shop’ around eight o’clock that evening and had dre… 阅读更多内容

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I was recently talking to another ‘hamster’ about my complicated sex life, well not now, but about ten or fifteen years ago. You’ll have to bear with me on this as it takes a bit of following, but hang on in there. Firstly I was married, well I still am although, as I worked away at that time we could lead fairly separate lives. I was lucky if I saw my wife more than once or twice, for a long weekend, every couple of months. Most of the time, when I wasn’t working away, or at least the time my wife thought I was, I stayed and slept with Sandra who, if you’ve read any other of my reminiscence… 阅读更多内容

I’d known Debbie for about four or five years and our relationship had grown, over that time into one of a very close sexual and emotional one, in fact id go as much as to say I was madly in love with her. I was also, during this period, also having an ‘affair’ with a divorced woman I worked with called Sandra who knew of my crossdressing desires and also my meets with Debbie. It was a bit different with Sandra insomuch as that I was very fond of her but it was definitely more of sexual ‘arrangement’. She just couldn’t get enough sex and I was happy to oblige! On one of my visits to Amy Jane’… 阅读更多内容

This letter is to welcome you as a full Member of the Cum House. Congratulations! The Cum House is set up as a safe place to fully drain your balls of cum, and watch others do the same. The rules are simple. If you enter the front door, your clothes come off and put in the storage lockers, and your cock is out at all times. No covering up, and you'll stay naked until you leave. If you come to the house, you cum. You can't leave until you've nutted at least once. You're free to stay as long as you want to watch other members blow their loads. If another member is about to cum, you must stay un… 阅读更多内容

It was a beautiful late summer day in Santa Monica and i spent my last day walking, with Steve, along the lovely seafront boardwalk, having a few beers and reminiscing about the old times back in Bristol. Steve had arranged a going away party for me that evening and had invited some special friends over to make the evening go with a swing. One of the guests was Steve’s girlfriend Monica who I’d met at the dinner party a couple of nights previously and was a bit of a stunner. Steve had met her as an ‘e*****’ and they had become more than good friends over time and although she didn’t do ‘that’… 阅读更多内容

If you’ve previously read any of my reminiscences you’ll be well aware of the long term affair I had with a woman I worked with, called Sandra. She was ‘basically’ sex on legs (gorgeous long legs too!) and also a raving nymphomaniac, she just couldn’t get enough sex, which, at the time I certainly wasn’t complaining about. Her daughter, Sarah wasn’t much better (or worse, which ever way you look at it) sex wise and as good looking as her mother, who was more than happy for me to have a ‘dabble’ in her tight pussy if I fancied something a bit, well a lot actually, younger. I didn’t realise it… 阅读更多内容

My ‘activities’ up the park seemed to have played a big part in my sexual education during my early teenage years. I can remember a particular incident that happened during those hot summer months. Like I’d mentioned before our ‘gang’ used to meet, on the grassy slope, behind the bowling green. The girls and boys, in the main, started the evening in separate groups, the boys usually played a game of football and the girls just gossiping. It wasn’t till it getting a bit darker did we all get together and, not always, start ‘playing’ around and disappearing off into the bushes!!! There was a w… 阅读更多内容

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Male loneliness is on the rise , I have found myself effected by it , social media in my view has helped drive this and of course I'm writing this on what can be considered social media so ironic I guess. With a site such as this how many want to risk there online life possibly effecting there real life many of us have partners who we love even if it's become a sexless partnership as we have gotten older, and that is kinda scary for me at least it takes a lot of trust to enter ones world. We can have an insane amount of people in our friends list but so little engagement. We move around more t… 阅读更多内容

If I remember rightly, the summer and autumn of 2010 was exceptional and one particular meet that I had during that glorious summer sticks in my mind. I’d arranged to meet Debbie, over the Severn bridge, in a lay-by on the A48, to the north of Chepstow, in the late afternoon. The midday heat had now subsided and it was now a beautiful temperature. I always try to dress a little tarty and today was no exception as I had on my favourite pink summer body con mini dress, just a black bra, a thong and, probably, sillily, quite highish red heels, but I did feel good!! I didn’t have to wait long fo… 阅读更多内容

A little repetition In the earlier days of me exploring my darker side, I started with dogging. At first being watched by a group of doggers playing with myself or sucking Harry’s cock with the light on in the car. There would be a few doggers with cock in hands and it wasn’t long before I was winding the window down and sucking cocks- what a thrill, the taste of strangers’ cocks, all stiff for me. My head half out the window with my hand and lips around their cocks. My pussy was sopping wet as I drained one cock after another. I swallowed unless they wanted to cum on my face, and later over… 阅读更多内容

If you’ve read my story of reminisces regarding my ‘crossdressing affair’ you’ll know all about Sandra and our sexy adventures. If you haven’t I suggest you read it before delving into this story !!! Sandra was in her early fifties, very attractive and divorced with two daughters, one about twenty five and the other a couple of years younger and both, like her mother, very attractive. Sandra was sex on legs, couldn’t get enough cock and was, basically, a raving nymphomaniac. She was literally up for anything in the sex stakes as I found out when we were ‘thrust’ together when the firm we were… 阅读更多内容

Not a huge fan of solo videos, but stumbled on this one, again. She is so erotic. Love it and worth a second stroke. https://xhamster.com/videos/rubbing-her-bulge-yanking-it-out-and-busting-a-nut-xh13Fy4… 阅读更多内容

New pussy spreading with Daddy photos awaiting approval ;) xxx… 阅读更多内容

I was an 18 year old student living at home with my parents, as pretty much all teenagers did back then. Although technically a virgin, my girlfriend and I fooled around a bit, I played with her tits and pussy and she wanked me off frequently but that’s as far as it went. Like all teenagers I lusted after lots of women but there was one woman who occupied my thoughts when I jerked off. Dorothy, or Dot, as everyone called her. She lived two houses away and I would guess she was in her late thirties, married to Billy and had three k**s. She was not obese but rather voluptuous, what one would cal… 阅读更多内容

Home from college I had the perfect Summer job life guarding at the local senior complex. I opened it early and got in a nice swim before conducting a water exercise class. Most mornings a sweet lady named Millie swam with me and after our swim we would chat. By 11:00 AM the pool was usually empty. It gave me plenty of time to take an online class while I tanned. One morning Millie jokingly told me how happy the women were that I was there because all of a sudden their hubbies were coming home from the pool and heading for the blue pills. Seeing my look of apprehension, she explained t… 阅读更多内容

This is a collage of some of my kinkier visits involving my favorite pass time. As I walked into the room I noticed there was a hallway that went both ways. There was a wall extending perpendicularly from where I stood that separated the two ends of the room. At the far end each direction was a large movie screen, the one to my left was showing a gangbang flick and the one to my right was showing a somewhat kinkier flick. The hallway to the left was almost blocked with guys standing (some facing one another…gosh I wonder what they were doing) so deciding not to fight the crowd I turned right… 阅读更多内容