A complicated sex life x
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 reminiscences, you’ll know all about. Sandra was ‘hot’, basically an absolutely gorgeous nymphomaniac divorcee, who just couldn’t get enough cock, particularly, most of the time, mine.
The first of the ‘complications’ was that during that period I was also having an affair or what you might call a very close relationship, with I hasten to add, Sandra’s ‘sort off’ permission with another cross dresser called Debbie. Sandra knew I cross dressed and actively encouraged me, even shopping with me for clothes and as long as the relationship, with Debbie, was ‘casual’ as she called it, it was fine, although she was perfectly aware that we were having full sex.
Work permitting, I’d see Debbie pretty well every Friday for sex, either at her place for ‘full on’ sex or, if her wife was around, somewhere in the car, up a country lane in the Cotswolds, which, although dangerous and exciting, was a big turn on for both of us. Debbie is the friend who I had fun with at the Water gardens in another true story. We loved getting ‘caught’!!! Once a month we’d also go to Amy Jane’s in Melksham or another club in Swindon for more fun and sex.
Besides having occasional sex with my wife, admittedly not that often, four or five nights a week with Sandra (twice a day sometimes when she was on ‘heat’) and every Friday with Debbie, plus monthly trips to Amy Jane’s which usually involved either fucking or being fucked at least several times, there was an extra further little ‘complication’.
You might already know this but Sandra had a daughter called Sarah, who was a much younger gorgeous ‘twin’ of her mother and, dare I say it, loved sex even more than her mother, which is some claim. I’d often have to drop Sarah back home or pick her up from work and we’d often have sex in the car or if her flat mate wasn’t in we’d have a quickie before going back to her mother. I’m not one hundred percent sure but I’m pretty confident that, certainly most of the times, her mother knew what we were up too. More than once when Sandra and I were having sex at her place Sarah would ‘mysteriously’ turn up and join in to make a threesome!!
It might be to the casual reader that I was some sort of ‘stud’ but nothing could be further from the truth, I had, what I’d consider a normal sex drive and there were certainly times when I couldn’t rise to the occasion or just totally ‘spunked’ out. Luckily, I could always claim the stress of work to get out of fucking the wife, Debbie could aways be satisfied with a dildo or finger fuck and, or, a blow job and Sandra didn’t give a fuck what went up her cunt, cock, dildo, finger or fist. Anything that looked like a cock was fine with Sandra.
As an aside, Sandra also worked, part time in a local bakery shop and, although I can’t be positive, I’m sure the boss was giving her one too.
I thought I had enough on my plate but the stunningly gorgeous Kaylee came on the scene. I’d been messaging Kaylee on a well known sex/swingers site for a couple of months before we met, in person, for the first time. Needless to say, but this was a relationship that I was definitely going to keep a secret, obviously from my wife but certainly from Sandra and Debbie. I suspect that Sandra wouldn’t have minded much but I bet Debbie would have thrown a bit of a wobbly!!!
Kaylee lived in Newbury, which was dead handy as I often traveled up the M4 to the Hertfordshire area and Essex. Kaylee was another cross dresser but whereas Debbie was all girlie, frilly dresses and sexy undies, Kaylee was definitely into BDSM, toys and ‘different’ sex, if you know what I mean.
Kaylee was about sixty but when she was ‘Kaylee’ she looked more forty ish (in all the time I knew her, I never saw her, ever’ in male mode) and was gorgeous. Usually wearing dark bobbed hair, beautiful long legs, invariably clad in lovely high dollar stockings, usually a bit of leather somewhere, mini skirt and scrappy high heels, always!! She was a class act I can tell you.
She had her own flat and, as long as I gave her, at least a couple of hours notice, she was always available. I haven’t, to this day, a clue what she did for a living, she seemed to live ‘very’ well, was very sophisticated and, basically, I didn’t ask to many questions!! I did think she was ‘kept’ but I never did find out.
Kaylee, like I said, liked a bit of BDSM and although it wasn’t particularly my scene, I was happy to join in. Luckily she wasn’t averse to a good fucking, which our sessions usually started with, before she became the centre of attention.
Always wore nipples clamps, with adjustable screws in increase the pain, a huge collection of dildos, ranging from really enormous ones and ones with spikes and ridges on, strap ons for ‘me’, gags, face masks, leather basques, leather pants with inserts and whole wardrobe of ‘uniforms’. I’d often arrive to find the front door on the latch and Kaylee would be hanging from the ceiling anally hooked by a system of ropes with a stainless steel hook, feet just kissing the floor!!!
I’d visit Kaylee if I was going that way and it usually worked out that I’d ‘pop’ in travelling up on a Monday and then again on my way back to the West Country later in the week.
Thinking back on it no, my worst week or couple of days (or best, whichever way you look at it) was a period when I called into Kaylee, on a Thursday for sex, on my way home. Sandra wanted it when I got to her place but I just used a dildo on her, Sarah, her daughter wanted picking up, so she definitely had to be fucked when I got back to her place. On the Friday I saw Debbie, all day, at her place for a good fuck session, Sandra again got fucked Friday night and Saturday morning and then home to the misses, who thank god , I didn’t have to fuck until Sunday night!!! I was shattered!!!' So ‘b…..y’ complicated or what!!!
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 reminiscences, you’ll know all about. Sandra was ‘hot’, basically an absolutely gorgeous nymphomaniac divorcee, who just couldn’t get enough cock, particularly, most of the time, mine.
The first of the ‘complications’ was that during that period I was also having an affair or what you might call a very close relationship, with I hasten to add, Sandra’s ‘sort off’ permission with another cross dresser called Debbie. Sandra knew I cross dressed and actively encouraged me, even shopping with me for clothes and as long as the relationship, with Debbie, was ‘casual’ as she called it, it was fine, although she was perfectly aware that we were having full sex.
Work permitting, I’d see Debbie pretty well every Friday for sex, either at her place for ‘full on’ sex or, if her wife was around, somewhere in the car, up a country lane in the Cotswolds, which, although dangerous and exciting, was a big turn on for both of us. Debbie is the friend who I had fun with at the Water gardens in another true story. We loved getting ‘caught’!!! Once a month we’d also go to Amy Jane’s in Melksham or another club in Swindon for more fun and sex.
Besides having occasional sex with my wife, admittedly not that often, four or five nights a week with Sandra (twice a day sometimes when she was on ‘heat’) and every Friday with Debbie, plus monthly trips to Amy Jane’s which usually involved either fucking or being fucked at least several times, there was an extra further little ‘complication’.
You might already know this but Sandra had a daughter called Sarah, who was a much younger gorgeous ‘twin’ of her mother and, dare I say it, loved sex even more than her mother, which is some claim. I’d often have to drop Sarah back home or pick her up from work and we’d often have sex in the car or if her flat mate wasn’t in we’d have a quickie before going back to her mother. I’m not one hundred percent sure but I’m pretty confident that, certainly most of the times, her mother knew what we were up too. More than once when Sandra and I were having sex at her place Sarah would ‘mysteriously’ turn up and join in to make a threesome!!
It might be to the casual reader that I was some sort of ‘stud’ but nothing could be further from the truth, I had, what I’d consider a normal sex drive and there were certainly times when I couldn’t rise to the occasion or just totally ‘spunked’ out. Luckily, I could always claim the stress of work to get out of fucking the wife, Debbie could aways be satisfied with a dildo or finger fuck and, or, a blow job and Sandra didn’t give a fuck what went up her cunt, cock, dildo, finger or fist. Anything that looked like a cock was fine with Sandra.
As an aside, Sandra also worked, part time in a local bakery shop and, although I can’t be positive, I’m sure the boss was giving her one too.
I thought I had enough on my plate but the stunningly gorgeous Kaylee came on the scene. I’d been messaging Kaylee on a well known sex/swingers site for a couple of months before we met, in person, for the first time. Needless to say, but this was a relationship that I was definitely going to keep a secret, obviously from my wife but certainly from Sandra and Debbie. I suspect that Sandra wouldn’t have minded much but I bet Debbie would have thrown a bit of a wobbly!!!
Kaylee lived in Newbury, which was dead handy as I often traveled up the M4 to the Hertfordshire area and Essex. Kaylee was another cross dresser but whereas Debbie was all girlie, frilly dresses and sexy undies, Kaylee was definitely into BDSM, toys and ‘different’ sex, if you know what I mean.
Kaylee was about sixty but when she was ‘Kaylee’ she looked more forty ish (in all the time I knew her, I never saw her, ever’ in male mode) and was gorgeous. Usually wearing dark bobbed hair, beautiful long legs, invariably clad in lovely high dollar stockings, usually a bit of leather somewhere, mini skirt and scrappy high heels, always!! She was a class act I can tell you.
She had her own flat and, as long as I gave her, at least a couple of hours notice, she was always available. I haven’t, to this day, a clue what she did for a living, she seemed to live ‘very’ well, was very sophisticated and, basically, I didn’t ask to many questions!! I did think she was ‘kept’ but I never did find out.
Kaylee, like I said, liked a bit of BDSM and although it wasn’t particularly my scene, I was happy to join in. Luckily she wasn’t averse to a good fucking, which our sessions usually started with, before she became the centre of attention.
Always wore nipples clamps, with adjustable screws in increase the pain, a huge collection of dildos, ranging from really enormous ones and ones with spikes and ridges on, strap ons for ‘me’, gags, face masks, leather basques, leather pants with inserts and whole wardrobe of ‘uniforms’. I’d often arrive to find the front door on the latch and Kaylee would be hanging from the ceiling anally hooked by a system of ropes with a stainless steel hook, feet just kissing the floor!!!
I’d visit Kaylee if I was going that way and it usually worked out that I’d ‘pop’ in travelling up on a Monday and then again on my way back to the West Country later in the week.
Thinking back on it no, my worst week or couple of days (or best, whichever way you look at it) was a period when I called into Kaylee, on a Thursday for sex, on my way home. Sandra wanted it when I got to her place but I just used a dildo on her, Sarah, her daughter wanted picking up, so she definitely had to be fucked when I got back to her place. On the Friday I saw Debbie, all day, at her place for a good fuck session, Sandra again got fucked Friday night and Saturday morning and then home to the misses, who thank god , I didn’t have to fuck until Sunday night!!! I was shattered!!!' So ‘b…..y’ complicated or what!!!
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