Hello to everyone,

I hadn't intended to write another blog entry so soon, but life has taken a dramatic turn. I have been seeing Mellie as usual recently, but she gave me a big surprise today. She recollected how I had told her I would be pleased to be under her control and also to be driven to my limit of sexual frustration by her. She told me that our current arrangement was "not good enough", and informed me that from now on, I was to behave differently. So far, she claimed, I had more or less had what I wanted, without any undue demand placed on me, or any expectation: just arrive, lick her and then tongue her clitoris and suck her cunt; the only variety, she said, was whether or not I masturbated while she watched me. We had agreed very early on that she would be the one to decide if I would be allowed to masturbate for her.

Obviously curious to know what she had in mind, I was hesitant to ask, however. Soon I was told. Mellie went as far as saying that I was boring her now, and if I didn't go along with her ideas, we could forget the whole thing, she couldn't be bothered seeing me any more. To my amazement, my face went bright red when she said it. She went on: "In future, this is all going to be about my pleasure, because let's face it, that's what you pretended to be thinking of at first, but now I know you I realise you wanted it all your own way really. You said you wanted me to 'dominate' you, but I've just let you be 'dominated' into doing the things that you want!"

There was a pause in the conversation. I said nothing. Mellie got up and fetched a white nylon stocking; she handed it to me. I said "thank you, but what's this for?" - she smiled. She told me that tonight I was going to be under her control, or "under her spell" as she finally insisted on calling it. She said the stocking was a symbol of my commitment to yield and to obey, willingly. I was to hold it, also it was to be used, and she would explain how later. But "For the moment", she said, I could slide it over my penis. I started to fumble with my trousers, "oh just take them off, your knickers too" Mellie told me, and I did. She then told me "Now from this point on this is the deal: you do what I say tonight, then we carry on, and I will do more for you later, much more, you wait and see; on the other hand if you break down and disobey or go against my wishes tonight, then we're done, understand?" - I said "yes" and nodded my assent.

In the next instant I was so shocked my heart was pounding! Mellie smirked, clapped her hands twice, and from the next room entered another three women. The reason my shock was so intense was that all of them were dressed in fetishwear of various sorts - high heels, latex skirts, latex tops and so on. Before I could assess them fully Mellie told me "These are my friends. We all do some dominatrix work. So far I've not really shown you how this goes because you're obviously a novice" - again I felt embarrassed and went red. I realised that although I have fucked a lot of women, I still haven't ever fucked a woman under fifty years of age, and I'm only thirty years old, and the objects of my real desire and lust are young beauties, and I have never had the nerve to initiate sexual encounters with any of the ones I have fancied, because I have been too afraid, for whatever reason. Mellie went on - "my friends are here because I think you have potential, and I've told them about you. This is going to be an initial training session for you if you want to think of it that way. If you do well tonight, any of these ladies, or even all of them if you do exceptionally well, would be willing to consider taking you as a client. Are you willing to go ahead?" - again, silence. My brain felt empty and at first I couldn't talk.

I began - "So just to be clear, tonight decides whether I see you again or not, and if I stay and do what I'm told, then there's a chance these other ladies would be willing to 'take me on', that's clear enough, but two things: one, do I have a choice in whether to go with them? two, do I pay them too?" - Mellie supplied the answer in plain terms - "Actually, now you bring that up, I've decided that no, you don't have a choice.  If any of my friends will have you, you have to go to them, and yes you have to pay, obviously. Any more questions?" - I said "no" and that was that.

Mellie told me to bring the stocking over to her. Given the events of the last few moments I hadn't slid it onto my penis after all. I went over on my knees, it seemed natural since I had been down on the floor undressing. One of the women spoke - "Well that's a good start", she said, "he's already on his knees, he didn't even try to stand up". I didn't exactly feel threatened, but I realised more what the atmosphere of the session might be like. Mellie took the stocking from me and said to me "You've always wanted to drink my piss, haven't you? I know you have, but you just wouldn't say, would you? You weakling!" - I heard myself saying "Yes I admit it", and she laughed, then continued "Well you're fucking well going to be drinking my piss you fucking moron". She told me "Stand up" and I stood up. She told me to face the group of women at the side of the room. She told me "I will introduce you. I will give you their names and you will reply with the following formula: "Good evening Miss X, do you want me to drink your urine?" - and so it went. Here I'm just going to use the names "Miss A", "Miss B" and "Miss C". Suffice to say, only one said "yes" when asked, the others said they would just observe. To mention in passing also, the three women were all of asian origin and all around the same age as Mellie herself.

First I had the task of providing a masturbation exhibition. I did as I was told. I lay on the floor on my back and, sliding the white stocking over my shaft, I began to play with myself, slowly as I had been told to do, only gradually oozing pre-cum and moistening the toe. When Mellie saw the damp patch she announced "Look girls, he's starting to leak juice, the dirty bastard!" - I got harder, and with Mellie now giving a running commentary on my activities, after another few minutes I ejaculated. As directed I slid off the stocking and handed it to Mellie, who unceremoniously sat on the edge of her chair, hoisted her skirt, dropped her panties and, holding the opening of the stocking open with her hands and gathering the material together so that there was only the height of the foot remaining, she deposited a large hot shit inside. Handing it to me, she said just "Eat it".

I could hardly believe it. I had had a wank, I had expected to drink some piss, but here I was with a woman's nylon stocking in my hand, filled with faeces and with a large gob of my own semen at the bottom. I recoiled. Mellie reminded me "Don't forget what you agreed", and I thought "fuck it" and just got on with it. Instead of doing it gingerly and with distaste, I decided I would try to do it with gusto. I pulled the stocking wide with my hands and pushed my face inside, starting to eat the shit as quickly as I was able, to get it over with. It really wasn't the most pleasant experience. Once I had managed to finish the bulk of it I was told to "suck it clean, get out all the lovely food and eat your own cum along with it", and that's what I duly did. I felt disgusted with myself but exhilerated. Mellie threw me a wet cloth and said "Wipe your face".

After that, Miss A pissed in a bowl and I was made to use her piss first to clean my teeth, and then to drink the remainder, then against expectation all the women decided to participate, so then Miss B and next Miss C pissed into the bowl and I was made to drink the contents. Finally Mellie herself crouched down and pissed in the bowl and I drank all of her piss too. Then she told me "Now leave your money, get your trousers back on and get out, We will let you know later what we decide about you", and that's how it ended. I came home in near disbelief, and since then I have masturbated twice thinking about it. I don't really know what to expect when I see Mellie next time, or even if there will be a next time, or whether I'm suddenly going to have the same sort of thing happening from now on with several women.

Hi all,

I don't really have much to do with the "festive season" but this year I decided I was going to treat myself, well in advance. The time had come, it seemed to me, to do something about my Asian obsession. I currently have a black lover, a Nigerian woman who is 23 years older than I am, so young by my standards. She isn't exactly happy about my lifestyle, even though she doesn't know the extent of it. Things have changed since she came on the scene last year. Nowadays I am only seeing clients at the weekend, and now the deal is that Mrs Chabot and I, most weekends, go away with a client who wants a good fucking, that's exactly what I give her, and on the second night when the client is asleep, I give Mrs Chabot herself a good long fuck. It's passed off as a "special fitness weekend" and my black lover, Toyah, is extremely jealous. That's just because I'm seeing other women, she doesn't know I fuck them. I try to explain these are just older ladies who "need help", as I tell her, "with fitness", so I present myself as being very unselfish, doing good for others. It has actually started to make me feel quite bad. At the same time, I am having some intensely good sex with Toyah, she is an extremely erotic woman and I enjoy fucking her, I really do, and I don't want it to stop.

It has been very very hard, being on my "best behaviour" during the week. At least I have managed for the time being to remain living alone, so I can do what I want, and spend many nights viewing porn and masturbating. A couple of nights each week I spend with Toyah in the flat she is renting halfway across town, but otherwise I am left to my own devices, which I like. When I'm alone, I try to enjoy all my old habits as much as I can, thinking that some day, before maybe too long, I won't be able to indulge myself so freely. So most nights I spend alone in the dark with a computer, online, looking at cunt of various colours, fucked, masturbating, penetrated, pierced, pissing, with my cock hard inside a pair of lubricated pantyhose as I like it, cockring in place to keep me as hard as possible, erect, vigorously pulling my cock around from side to side, up and down, inside the nylon, my naked glans tormented almost beyond belief in a mess of lubricating petroleum jelly and semen from earlier sessions, getting harder and harder, more and more stimulated, until finally I shoot my load through the material, all the while gazing at pictures on a slideshow, or a video, of naked asian and black women and their sexual, favourites including Hitomi Tanaka in the shower washing her huge japanese tits, Misty Stone holding her cunt open so wide with her fingers that I can clearly look down into her vagina and see her cervix, her pisshole clearly visible too, and so so erotic. I love to wank myself off every night, several times, and I very much enjoy having "themed" wanking sessions, for example a "Yui Okada wank night", or an "Asian Ruby wank night", a "Diamond Jackson wank night" or whatever, and I always end up in a filthy mess of dripping, soaking nylon, semen spattered in various unintended places too, usually the force of my ejaculation is so great and I have so very little control over the initial direction, and that's even on the third or fourth ejaculation of the night. I do find that after each ejaculation I do need to wait, and sometimes I feel the need to take off the pantyhose I am masturbating in, for some relief, and to clean up some of the mess and re-lubricate, other times I keep them on and just and more and more petroleum jelly, until the slightly unpleasantly-moist-feeling semen is submerged in a thick layer of goo across the whole crotch area. I should also add that, while pantyhose with a single central seam are more pleasing aesthetically, for masturbation purposes, I prefer, with absolute conviction, the kind which has a double seam, so that I can stroke the inside with my nylon-constrained cock without any kind of interruption from a ridge. Sometimes I do like that though, to have the ridge and use it itself as a masturbation aid, but by and large, I go with the double seam, it's just more comfortable. Lovely to get the pantyhose on, cockring on, high heels on, penis erect, gusset lubricated, glans stroked continuously from side to side for hours and hours and hours, it's such a delicious feeling!

But back to the main story... So yes, I decided to treat myself. Instead of just masturbating at home, I kind of decided that I would get various things "out of my system" before I give everything up and settle down to a more normal sort of life, with Toyah, living with her and having her as my only fuck-outlet. Actually I think it's going to make me extraordinarily horny and I can imagine a time I'm content just to fuck Toyah for my pleasure (and of course masturbate and look at porn in secret, not to mention having occasional weekends away for "special fitness"). So I had to do something, as I said, about my asian obsession.

Some years ago, in a temporary job I had, I knew an asian woman (chinese family) "Liz" who was 18 years old at the time, big-titted (unusually so for a chinese woman, DD I'd say), high-heeled, dressed like a slut, saying her ambition was to "be a pornstar". I always wanted to fuck her but I just became her friend instead. I met her again several months ago. I already knew she had been working as an "exotic dancer", stripping off on a raised platform in front of a crowd, showing off her naked body, her ass, her tits, her cunt. I went to see the show at her invitation (she already knew I was fine with this kind of work and that I'd be friendly to everyone). I have to admit, it turned me on so much, seeing her naked in front of me, her tits and nipples on display (I noticed that her nipples were erect), her legs spread, bald cunt delicious to look at, that I went home afterwards (after several hours, I stayed a long time talking to all the girls) and masturbated, several times, thinking of fucking Liz in various positions, watching her tits swing. Pure fantasy though, although I love her dearly, I just can't bring myself to make a move, anyway she's got a boyfriend, some nerd I don't particularly like, who I assume gives her the anal sex she specifically told me she is into. For all I know, she doesn't even allow him to fuck her in the vagina, but personally that's how I think it is. She wants to go against everything orthodox.

So I hung around with Liz for a while, and I'm still doing that, which is nice, because I get to see her naked regularly and get to masturbate over her too (which I haven't mentioned to her, and if she asked I would deny it). A week or so after I'd started going to see Liz's act (and by now I knew all the girls and sat talking to them most afternoons) a girl came in I hadn't seen before. She looked chinese, that's the first thing I noticed, the second thing I noticed was she seemed to be almost totally titless. As well as that, she had beautifully curved shoulders, a sexy waist, gorgeous hips thighs and crotch, pretty much the kind of girl most of my fantasies revolve around. I do fantasise about big-breasted women, but for whatever reason, there is nothing quite like the sight of a horny-cunted flat-chested asian woman for getting me sexually aroused.

The girl's name is Mellie, short for Melanie or Melody, she says she has used both, and Mellie sounds the most like her Chinese name. She's a student and believe it or not, she is earning a substantial amount of money she uses to pay fees, breaking most of the "taboos" she was brought up with, so that includes stripping off with men watching her, and, as it turns out, being a prostitute, but only for a very select few. I didn't realise at first that she was whoring, but just because she was such a stunning specimen of sexual titlessness, I came on to her pretty strongly before she went on stage. When she got up, Liz leaned over and told me "Mellie's a whore, you can fuck her if you want". That did excite me straight away, and later that night I came home and, as usual, masturbated. I thought about Mellie. I decided to "go with the flow" and just carry on as normal.

So for the next little while, I hung out with Mellie as well as Liz, and I think it was obvious I was up for having sex for money, but personally I didn't want Liz to know the details. I ended up one evening outside the toilet door waiting for Mellie, holding a bag with some of her things in it. She came out and asked me "Did you smell my dirty panties?" but really I hadn't even looked in the bag. I just laughed, but said "No, but I bet they do smell wonderful". Obviously I was going to see where this would lead. Mellie told me, in a very understated way, "You can come and spend some time with me if you like, you can play with my body or do any kinky things you want, and I don't want you to say I'm your whore, but you will need to give me some money just because otherwise I would be maybe seeing someone else who would pay". She did tell me she only had a small number of "regulars" and they had to be clean, they had to be nice, they had to be no-trouble guys, and then she would let them do whatever they wanted, and yes, she did mean absolutely anything. She said she never allowed fucking without a condom, and she asked me did that bother me.

I told her "No that doesn't bother me at all. Actually I like it. Why's that? You want the truth?" and of course she said yes she did. I told her, just after one of the other girls popped her head around the corner shouting "Melli, you're on!" - whispering in her ear flirtatiously, I told her "I would like to do what you say, smell your dirty panties. I'd also like to get down between your legs and suck you. I'd like you to sit on my face and force me to suck you, force me to take your liquid and drink it all". I made her promise "Don't EVER tell Liz, please".

Since then, that has been our arrangement. Once a week certainly, or more often two, less often three times, I am spending the early evenings with Mellie sucking her cunt in various ways, and I'm happy with that. Sometimes my cock is restrained, sometimes it's free and I can masturbate, that depends on what Mellie decides, and she just lets me know by text message. She summons me and I go.

And how is all this going to go down with Toyah? Well I guess I'll kind of keep it under wraps, and we'll see how it goes with the idea of getting it out of my system. As I've said, I do rather like the idea of settling down with Toyah eventually, fucking her more or less non-stop is how I imagine it, in bed, on the floor, in the shower, in the garden, on any and all of the tables in the house, just fuck fuck fuck all the time is how I would like that to be, but not yet, I still want some wild oats thank you very much! I'm getting older but I'm still too young to stop fucking around and getting what is essentially a free ride (in both senses) from wealthy older women who happen to want my services. I'm just going to whittle it down to a few clients, let's say a maximum of twelve of them, the wealthiest, the fittest too of course (since I like them fit, I won't have them any other way), the most sexually satisfying, the kinkiest, and I will keep them going until they expire. By doing that I will be able to retire young with masses and masses of money, with a lot of my life ahead of me, many glorious years of fucking and other sexual adventure to think back on, and the prospect of then finally being with a big-titted black woman full-time, as my one and only partner. I will keep Mellie going as long as I can, I'll blog about her again...

Until later, have fun. Loving you all, Gero Dave. 

I have finally found proof that the woman of my dreams is a reality. This woman is mature, she is fit and elegant looking, she has superb legs, very nice in white stockings, showing off the beautiful shape in attractive high heels. Her face is pretty, in fact particularly pretty for her age. She is slim and obviously in fact athletic in some sense, as you will see if you have a look at the gallery I made of her gaping her cunt for us all to see. Her breasts appear to be small, and that pleases me too, I can imagine the enjoyment of sucking on her nipples while we both masturbate. To be sure, her cunt is gigantic, and that is perhaps an understatement. Also she is completely hairless between the legs and that is exactly as I want it, it's so much better for cunnilingus. Undoubtedly I would choose to fuck her anally, but would be more than happy to have her feed me sloppy wet mashed fruit from her vagina and urinate into my mouth while I lick her and suck her and bury my face in her hole, masturbating the whole time. Honestly, I really do think she is quite possibly the single most desirable and beautiful woman I have ever seen in my entire life, and since I found a video-recording of her, my lust for her has grown and grown and grown while I have been watching the recording over and over again while tugging on my cock or sucking myself. You can see the video clips I uploaded made into GIFs here -

The Holy Grail

When I had been fucking Mrs Chabot for some time, she told me she wanted me to come and assist her in a couple of her exercise classes. As I've already mentioned, the family were fitness fanatics. I was hesitant, since I had never done anything like that, in fact I had never even been to an exercise class since I left school. I asked her why. She told me that it was difficult for her to demonstrate some of the exercises properly, since her breasts were so big. That sounded fair enough, and she told me the fitness centre was willing to pay for an assitant. I would get some extra cash, so I agreed.

There were two classes, one for over 50, mixed gender, and one for over 60, female only. Mrs Chabot told me that in fact the over-60 class consisted at the moment of just five of the ladies from the over-50 class, who happened to be actually over 60, along with two other women who would arrive later. She said it was very important that I made a good impression, and I would only get to come to the later over-60 female-only class if all the women from the first class agreed I had done a good job. As well as that, I was told I would meet the other two women when they arrived, and they had to agree as well, just based on general impressions before the class began. This was all because I didn't have the usual certificate, and the women were to be told I was a trainee.

I was certainly very nervous. I didn't really care about the money, but I didn't want to make a fool of myself, and I certainly didn't want to fail in case Mrs Chabot was displeased and decided she didn't want to have sex with me any more. A few days beforehand, Mrs Chabot presented me with an outfit. Somewhat to my horror, this consisted of just three items: a pair of thick black pantyhose, a black leotard and a pair of red dancing pumps with elastic straps. Surely she couldn't be serious? She told me it was quite normal and "exactly what the dancers wear", so I reluctantly agreed.

The first class was done. I helped some of the more elderly gentlemen perform their exercises properly, and the way it happened, though I dealt with a few of the ladies, that was more for demonstration, so they could watch me. I forgot about the pantyhose and just got on with the job. I had to concentrate quite a lot. There was a break of half an hour, during which Mrs Chabot and I went into the small office nearby. I was hungry and gratefully accepted a pasta salad she gave me. She told me I had done well and all I had to do now was "look serious and professional" when the two other women met me for the first time. Before long they came, we had a very brief conversation, the class began after another five minutes.

The class seemed to be going well - I thought I had demonstrated all the exercises well and the women seemed very appreciative. At a certain point in the proceedings, I started to feel my penis getting hard. Only a little at first, but when I moved around, it became difficult to prevent myself from having an erection. I turned away when I had an opportunity, groped around and pulled the leotard and pantyhose away from my shaft and balls, and repositioned them. Now my fully erect cock was vertical at the front, and sticking out at an angle! It was more comfortable, but I really did not want it to be doing this! I had thought if only I can move the nylon away from my flesh, it would settle down, reasoning that somehow it must have been all caused by friction. Now, though, I couldn't avoid the thing being seen, obvious and prominent, and I cringed with embarrassment.

Somehow, I struggled along, and the class finished. I was now feeling very hot and bothered, and I still had an erection. I changed into my regular day clothes, my erection undiminished, and waited in the office while Mrs Chabot talked to the women as they left. Eventually she came back and spoke to me. First, however, she unfastened my trousers and got down in front of me and sucked me off. I had a huge orgasm. Then she told me that she had slipped me some viagra. I was astonished, I gasped. Then she told me "and the good news is, two of the women want to pay for you to fuck them".

That was how it began.

By special request, I am starting a series of blog entries under the heading "Special Treatment". Each entry will describe part of a session with an older lady client with "special" requirements: specifically, "kinky" requirements.

I'll begin with a lady I will call "Mrs D". First to explain, Mrs D is sixty-two years old and she was divorced years ago. She has a lot of money and lives an easy life. Her clothes are expensive and she likes the best of everything. I met her through Mrs Chabot's over-sixties exercise class, so the usual way. I have been servicing her for over a year now. From the beginning, Mrs D wanted to watch me masturbate. The first time she came to me she asked me straight away. She had me strip off in front of her and masturbate until I ejaculated onto the floor. Only after I had shot my load several times did she let me fuck her, anally.

Over time Mrs D's ritual has been extended. She likes me to masturbate into items of her clothing. She enjoys watching me lie on my back on the bed, sliding one of her nylon stockings over my cock, getting it tight, making my cock erect inside and wanking myself hard, then sliding it off, very very slowly, millimetre by millimetre, tantalisingly slowly, keeping me constantly on the brink of ejaculation, then beginning again, sliding it on, wanking, sliding it off, and so on, until eventually (and my instructions are to hold off as long as possible) I cannot help myself, I fill the foot of her nylon stocking with my semen and we both watch is it bursts out through the material. Her usual preference is that when I have cum in one of her stockings, I keep it on like a condom, and as soon as I can get my cock hard again, I fuck her anally. She likes to have the feel of it. As well as that, what she likes most is to have me do the same in both of her stockings, then when I fuck her she likes me to use one of her soiled stockings as a condom, once she has taken the other one and fed it up my anus, little by little until it's all inside, deeply planted, so that while I am fucking her she can pull on the free end, giving me intense feelings of anal pleasure as she draws it out slowly. That process usually takes thirty or forty minutes of nylon-condom anal fucking before finally the stocking is freed from my anus, and it's usually at that moment I ejaculate in her rectum: she likes it at that precise moment, so I try to do my best, usually just a few quick deep humps and I manage it.

That was the typical scenario for quite a number of months, then Mrs D began to have me masturbate in her panties as well. Now, before I get to wank into her stockings and then after that get to fuck her anally, I lie naked in bed, Mrs D takes off her panties, a simple operation, just reaching under her skirt and pulling them down, leaving her stockings and suspenders still in place, most often with an open bottom girdle or a corselette, which she knows makes me seriously horny. For these occasions she always wears a pair of thin sheer panties and sits on my face for a few minutes before we begin, until she gets wet, then when she takes off the panties I'm given them to put on, not up fully, but around my thighs, then I'm instructed to run my cock up and down inside the panties, making them bulge, up and down, up and down while she sits on my face continuously now, having me suck her hairless cunt for hours, ejaculating as many times as I can inside her panties. When she is satisfied, she climbs off me, takes off the panties herself, lifting them up and guiding them down my legs and over my feet, then dropping them onto my face, gusset against my mouth, fastening them behind my ears using the leg holes. Once she has them in place she pushes the gusset into my mouth with her fingers and tells me to begin eating my own cum. I keep the gusset inside my mouth and she straddles me again, facesitting me once more. I suck vigorously and she can obviously tell I am doing my job, and when she thinks I have finished, she empties her bladder into my mouth, and I am expected to drink all of her piss.

So that's the regular procedure now with Mrs D - pantie-wanking and facesitting, followed by stocking-wanking and anal fucking.

Hi,

I have been looking over my pictures again and still Chinese Bing Bing is the one I want the most, her body is so smooth and fresh, she smiles so nicely and her nipples are exquisitely suckable. I would absolutely love to use my tongue on her, everywhere it would give her pleasure. To me she is Bing Bed - a perfect woman ready for sex. I have spent so much time wanking over her I should probably be ashamed, but I'm not. I am pleased to have her to wank over, I can look at her pictures every day and think of some day having her, while I fuck with dirty old women with slack cunts.

Dave (:->

Hi again,

I have to say that while I fuck old slags desperate for sex (but all of them fit of course, don't forget it's me here) and get paid by them for it, I fantasise about having a sexy young Asian girl like Bing Bing. As far as I'm concerned that's Bing BED - that's where I would like to have her, in the dark or in the light, licking her tits and sucking her nipples, getting my tongue into her cunt and licking her slit and sucking her clit, licking the flesh of her thighs, making her hole drool with lust, and only when she was frantic with desire would I have her mount me, then we would achieve our first mind-shattering orgasm together and after that we would fuck like rabbits, non-stop sucking and fucking for weeks or months at a time. Pure sex animals.

Dave (:->

Hi,

I read about Yui recently and I discovered some amazing things. First (I have known this for a while) she makes a sex video of herself once a month, regular as clockwork, and she's been doing that for years. There are many videos of her exposing herself and masturbating. She prefers masturbation to sex. She likes to cover her crotch in wet sticky liquids. She likes to use vibrators and fucking machines and anal beads. The best thing I discovered, however, is that not only is her cunt always completely bald, she has had her cunt hair permanently removed.

She had pictures taken of herself doing cosplay while pregnant and I have seen a posting on the Internet describing that as disgusting. I really don't think that is fair. She must be very brave I think, I believe she has a strong character, and I like that. There are pictures of her with a damaged belly because she had a C-section it seems, but she has recovered her figure very well now and I admire her for that too. She is indeed a strong woman.

I wish I could suckle on her teats and masturbate -  Yui's Suckable Teats

I wish she would sit on my face and let me suckle her cunt -  Yui's Magnificent Cunt

I hope you like her.

Dave (:->

When I started at university I had an unusual experience. Other students were allowed to move into halls or rent flats, but my parents were perhaps a little over-protective and I had to have an approved room. In fact, what happened was that I ended up with an entire (fairly small) house to myself, I could entertain my friends there.

A little bit of background now - when I was growing up my father worked for an engineering company and the boss was Mr Chabot. The family became friends of ours and we saw them regularly from the time I was five years old until I was around ten. My mother disapproved of 'tarty' clothes, heavy makeup, nail varnish and high heels and so on, but Mrs Chabot dressed in exactly that kind of clothing. I had always liked her perfume and when I started to become sexually aware I began to find her very arousing, especially since (I think all young men like this feature) she had enormous breasts. I found her legs very shapely and she usually wore sheer nylons but sometimes fishnets. My mother was extremely disapproving of this and the first time I remember we saw Mrs Chabot wearing fishnets, she said Mrs Chabot was "mutton dressed as lamb". That was the first time I ever heard that expression but for some reason I found it exciting and I masturbated that night thinking abour it and thinking what I would do to Mrs Chabot if I had her in my bed with me.

I should explain just a little more. The Chabot family and mine did many things toogether over the years and we were all fitness fanatics, with plenty of exercise - swimming, cycling, dancing, many other things too but mainly those. In my case plenty of masturbation too whenever I saw Mrs Chabot or her daughter Rosalind in a swimsuit. Both of them had big tits and I watched Rosalind grow hers. However, she was a bit more 'frumpy' than her mother.

Unfortunately, Mr Chabot was in poor health and when I was ten years old he died. Circumstances had suddenly changed and we didn't see the Chabots any more. Mr Chabot was 64, my mother was 40, while Mrs Chabot was 55.

At the time I was unaware my father had kept in touch and when I went to university he informed me I would be living in a house the Chabots owned, on my own. I thought that was a fine idea. I took up residence. There I began to enjoy my freedom. I masturbated a lot at night thinking about female fellow students I wanted to fuck, especially a tall big titted Chinese girl. However, I did get into other habits there. After a while I couldn't resist the temptation of opening the drawers and closets in the bedroom which Mrs Chabot had used. I found all her clothes, including her underwear. In some ways I was shocked because they were even more a representation of 'mutton dressed as lamb' than I had expected. Lace, see-through, open crotch panties, suspenders, basques, tights (pantyhose) and all sorts of smooth sexy materials. I started to masturbate into them. First I masturbated by putting the head of my cock into the cup of one of her bras and rubbing it around. It made me extremely hard while I thought of fucking the owner or feeling her massive tits. Later I moved on to use a pair of her pantyhose. I pulled them on up to my thighs then rubbed my (by now hard) cock inside.

I ought to say I felt very guilty about this and sometimes I decided to 'give up' but before long I was addicted. From time to time I tried to cut it down. One thing had always irritated me. There was one wardrobe which was locked. Eventually (trial and error) I found the right key. Inside I found a large bag of nylon stockings. These were better for masturbating into than pantyhose. I filled one with gel, slipped it over my cock, pulled it tight and wanked myself off, filling it with my cum. I decided I would wank into as many of her garments as I could while thinking about fucking her. Although I engaged in this depraved activity, I never used her panties. Somehow that was just too much taboo.

Needless to say I eventually had to give in to my urges. I did clean up first though, cleaning eveything I had used and putting it away, as much as possible as it had been before. I chose a pair of sheer black nylon panties, seamless, which I could pull on up to thigh height and rub my cock inside. I did that every day. After a while I began to lubricate them with Vaseline (a proprietary kind of petroleum jelly). They became thick and stiff but always warmed up nicely when I wanked in them, getting lovely and soft. Eventually I realised that I had worn them thin in the wanking area and they had started to bulge so I could never put them back!

Freaking out I washed them and stashed them under my mattress, inside a plastic bag.

Months went by. I was back to normal. I got on with my studies. I had the summer vacation then came back and carried on, seriously working, not touching Mrs Chabot's clothes. I actually hadn't been thinking about her so much any more. I had been (uselessly as it happens, it turns out the girls thought I was a nerd) chasing after some of the girls at the university. What that really meant was that there were some girls whose tits I wanted to feel or whose pants I wanted to take off or whose skirt I wanted to look up in order to get myself feeling horny. It didn't amount to anything.

I received a telephone call. My father told me Mrs Chabot would visit for three days. I came back after a class and she was there. I arrived and when I came in through the front door, passing through the kitchen for a moment, she came around the corner from the bottom of the stair and said "Hello". I said hello too. I said "Actually I'm going out, I'll see you later". She smiled and I left. I was going to meet friends to drink beer. I remember exactly what she was wearing. On the outside, a tweed skirt suit, buttoned to the top, skirt to perhaps four inches above the knee, a frilly blouse I could see underneath, high heels, reeking of perfume.

I went out and got drunk. On the way home I was sick after I parted company with my friends. Threw up in the street, no-one else around to see me. I felt better then and walked back to the house. It was late so I thought I would avoid the embarrassment of seeing Mrs Chabot. To my surprise she was sitting in the kitchen drinking a glass of wine. She asked did I want one, I said no. We talked for a while. from time to time I looked down at her legs and noticed they still looked good, but I tried to avoid looking directly in case she noticed. She was still wearing high heels, but a different pair, a pair with straps this time. White high heel shoes with purple embroidery effect nylons, a white skirt and a white blouse, a necklace and a pendant. I started to think I would get an erection, but I moved and concentrated on not letting it happen.

The second time she offered me wine I accepted. I was still drunk anyway so I thought I might as well. It helped me feel less nervous. I continued to look at her legs from time to time. Out of the corner of my eye I would watch her and when I felt she would move a certain way I moved too and just momentarily glanced down to discover what else I could see. On the umpteenth attempt I realised (the skirt she was wearing had a side split in it) she was wearing a slip, bright red, with a lace trim, a satin-like material. That explained the red colour I could see through her blouse. I could also occasionally make out her bra straps and when she stood up I could see that it was a long-line bra. It appeared also to be bright red. I got used to this procedure, watching her move, anticipating when her skirt would show more, turn and look, hope to see more, hope she opened her legs wider next time while turning, and so on. A few times I managed to sneak a reasonable upskirt view, most of the way up her thigh. The slip got in the way though and I could see no farther.

Inevitably she asked me (immediately after sitting down with another glass of wine) "Are you looking up my skirt?" and first I turned bright scarlet. My face really did feel almost like it was on fire, I could truly feel the heat radiating from it. This had caught me out at school. I had 'blushed' on several occasions and it had always been embarrassing, like the time I blushed when another boy asked me "Do you love Theresa?" - really it was a bit of a giveaway. Regrettably it was a kind of truth indicator. I had been caught in the act. I said "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry, I really am, I apologise for my behaviour" and so on, rambling and almost in tears. I kept thinking how awful it would be if she told my parents about it.

Instead she shook her head a little, said "Never mind" and added that she often had men looking at her and she always had and she didn't mind, she was simply surprised that someone of my age would look at her that way. I said something else, I can't remember what, then she told me "I know you were always shy, what do you think about girls?" and the reply I blurted out, don't know why, without thinking, was "Ha ha, well I'm definitely not into men if that's what you mean!" (I remember these words precisely) then I laughed like an idiot, nervously.

Mrs Chabot clasped my hand and pressed it onto her thigh. I protested. I said "Oh NO, please!!" and took my hand away (but a little too obviously not quickly enough). She did the same thing again, this time more insistently, pushing my hand down more firmly, pulling it higher under her skirt, far enough up her thigh for me to feel her stocking tops, then one of her suspenders when she pushed my hand around to her behind, even higher, where I felt her most secret underwear for the first time, which turned out to be a pair of French knickers, free and open for my hand to be slid inside easily. Again I easily remember the words, she said  "Don't worry about it, it's natural, don't be nervous, let it happen, I'm not going to treat you badly like a young girl, I won't complain, just let it happen".

We went upstairs. She insisted we undress together then have a leisurely bath, during which she stroked my cock and I let it go hard. She let me wash her tits. Telling me it would be better this way she said "I'm going to shave you" and took a razor. I lay in the bath while she shaved off my pubic hair. I watched it float away. After she had checked I was completely smooth (my cock was rock hard by now and I was in danger of cumming) she took another razor and told me "My turn". She told me to be careful and said "I don't suppose you've ever seen a woman's private parts before, have you?" and I said no I hadn't. She said "Have a look now, look as close as you like, you'll need to since you'll be using that razor on me!"

I began. Mrs Chabot asked me after a moment "What do you call it?" I asked "What do you mean?" she pointed and said "Down here". I said after a pause "Slit?" - she laughed. She laughed a lot. She said "It's a vulva, a fanny a pussy, iside it there is a vagina, there is a clitoris" then laughed again. She asked me "Do you like that?" I said yes. She continued. She told me "You are going to be USING it soon" and started to rub herself. I let out a gasp I was so excited. She asked me could I manage to shave her without shaking. I said "Not sure". Then she told me "Wank yourself off, cum into the bath water while I watch you, that will make you less nervous" and giving in to the sexual abandon I did what she told me. My spurt sprayed the water. Mrs Chabot slid down in the bath and rubbed a little of it on her tits as it lay on top of the water. Next she cupped her hands, gathered together as much of my cum as she could, raised herself to sit on the edge of the bath then rubbed it all in to her hairy bush and told me "Now shave me".

I shaved her bald and when I had finished she said "I know you're shy, really don't worry, your secret is safe with me I won't tell anyone" and then she said "I think you should call it my cunt, that sounds rude. Tits sounds rude too. If you want to do this again just tell me and I will understand". She said - "Say this" - "Mrs Chabot, please may I use your cunt and your tits?" and asked me "Can you do that?" - I said "I guess so" then she replied "GUESS so? Doesn't sound like you mean it! Do you want to?" I said "Oh YES of course, I wouldn't go this far otherwise!" and she nodded. She asked me "Try it". I couldn't. She asked me again. I couldn't. She smiled and said "Never mind" and asked "Would it be easier if I said something?" I nodded. She told me "All right, I will, but promise me I do it this time then we do what I say, next time you say what I told you" and I replied "OK".

Mrs Chabot, back in the warm water of the bath again with me, said "Use my mouth". The first time I had sex with a woman was therefore not what I expected, it was to ejaculate down the throat of a much older woman. That night she took me to bed and I lost my virginity with her. Everything straight away settled down into the pattern established on that first night. Bath together, shave each other, one or other of us saying what to do. I was always too embarrassed and shy to say certain things so she always had to say them, in fact the only thing I could ever really say (and since she liked it) was what she had told me that first time. Also I was also always to be the one to initiate sexual activity. She said "Better that way". As a result, our sex, every day (or after I got used to the idea, several times every day) was begun with my question to her "Mrs Chabot, please may I use your cunt and your tits?" and her contributions were usually "Shave me" or "Use my mouth" or "Use my anus". That was the beginning of my new and unusual life.

So it went on. A comical aside, a few years later I met a guy who had been a student as well and who had rented a room in the house several years earlier. When he was living there he came back drunk and had in fact just been sick in the bath when Mrs Chabot came in and tried to seduce him! He rejected her and left because he didn't like it. I said something like "Oh really?" and didn't mention it again. I only met him very occasionally anyway and it never came up in conversation again. I felt like a "real man" when he mentioned the story. Why? Because I did NOT blush!!

Hope you are all having sex fun too, I am going to be busy with a new client soon, an older woman, 64 years old, American Japanese.

OK, there's no real equivalent for a man. Gigolo work is different from being a hooker whore or escort, but the idea's the same - money for sex. Before I get any more offers, I'll just explain that I have a pimpess who arranges clients for me, and she vets those clients. I'm not actually allowed to fuck anyone else (however, as part of our business contract, they do have to be fit and sexy). They have to be wealthy (my pimpess views it as a long-term money-making deal). I'm only here for online fun not to meet anyone or find clients.

By the way, I very much sympathise with prostitutes (i.e. hookers, female whores) because there's a kinship in my mind, also I genuinely like women and I know hookers have dangerous lives. I care about what happens to them and I will be their friend.

Of course I may well still want to fuck them!

Have GREAT FUN everyone!!

Dave (:->

Plans for future blog entries are as follows -

• Teen Masturbation - how I turned into a pervert
• Mrs Chabot - losing my virginity
• The Easy Life - gigolo, sex for money
  

Hello everyone, I decided I would tell you all who are my favourite pornstars. I like beautiful women and I enjoy looking at them, and I enjoy looking at them with clothes and without clothes, and I like to watch them being dirty. I like uninhibited dirty women! What makes me like some pornstars more than others? Simple - the ones I like best are the ones I most want to fuck. When I watch them in action I imagine my cock sliding into them, my semen spraying over them and their holes being stretched wide as I take them. What kinds of women do I like? Again simple - beautiful, sexy, filthy dirty slutty women who will do anything - anything at all. However, I have a special liking for Asian women, especially large-breasted Asian women, black women, Polish women, Russian women, women with sexy curvy legs, women with shaved cunts, women who like to suck cock, women who like to swallow, women who like to masturbate and toy themselves. So without further ado, here is my ranking, based on a combination of sexiness and dirtiness - please comment, please let me know your favourites (and where I can see them) -