This is, I think my final true story from the archive of past girlfriends, and one wife, which I have detailed in my life-long diaries. Part one: I have kept a diary about such things, since I was with my very first proper girlfriend, June, when I was eighteen years old. Many readers on Lush, have often told me how lucky I have been, to have dated some truly gorgeous girls and women since then, and I am the first to agree...

The two weeks leading up to Amanda’s wedding were uneventful and I was able to catch up on my sleep and rejuvenate myself. Sarah stayed at my place three or four times and Jenny visited me twice. Other than that I didn’t socialise at all until the night before Amanda’s wedding when I was invited to Tim’s bachelor party. That was held at a local pub and attended by most of our social set. It was the usual thing: lots of dr...

His pecs were bouncing, flinging sweat like a spitting rain. “Ride that dick, dawg,” the Gym Rat moaned, hands on the other man’s abundant thighs. “Say you love chub-booty,” “I love chub-booty! I love chub-booty!” he chanted, in time with the slap of skin and the creak of the bedspring. His toes curled so tight the knuckles cracked as everything in him clenched. Sweat glistened on chubby pecs. “Mmm, yeah, that’s the way t...

When I got to the office after my night with Sarah, I found an invitation on my desk from Mandy to attend her marriage to Tim. That was to be in three weeks' time. I made a note in my diary then quickly wrote an acceptance reply and walked to Accounts to give it to her. “Oh, hello Alan,” she said, putting a hand on my forearm. “Are you coming then?” “I wouldn’t miss your wedding for all the tea in China,” I said. “An oppo...

It was Saturday morning on a beautiful Indian Summer day, warm, sunny, not a cloud in the sky, and my best friend Jake and I were out on his driveway winterizing his boat. Almost every one of our male neighbours was also outside, performing Fall chores and enjoying the sunshine. I had just straightened up to ease a crick in my neck when Jake looked over my shoulder and said, "Hey Nick, take a look at this!” I turned to fo...

I returned to the office after my meeting with Jenny feeling quite elated. Things were certainly looking very good for me. She was carrying my child and our affair was about to resume. She missed having sex with me and wanted it to start again. Her husband had no idea that I had been fucking his wife and that it was my child in her, so I didn’t expect any problems from him. All I had to do was make sure that Sarah wasn’t...

We met on a social dating site. Adam said that he had never had anal sex and wanted to test the waters. Ah, another anal virgin. I’ve busted a few anal cherries and was looking forward to our meeting. He gave me excellent directions to his house and I parked at the curb directly in front of the entrance door. Per his directions, the door was unlocked and I was to just walk on in. I opened the door and noticed that the liv...

The weeks following the evening that I’d had with Jenny were surprisingly normal. We managed to meet a few times for a couple of hours, three or four times at my house and twice at hers. The sex was as good as ever, passionate and fulfilling, and we were becoming more attuned to each other’s bodies, knowing how and what to do for maximum pleasure. Sarah also came round a few times, once for a quick fuck and once to stay t...

After watching Greg pull back onto the highway, I took the next fifteen minutes to reapply my makeup in the rearview mirror and gather my thoughts. I realized that the sun had gone down and the rest stop parking lot was not quite as inviting as it was when I pulled in. Two overhead street lights dimly lit the parking lot and the short sidewalk to the building in front of me. I decided that staying in the parking lot too l...

I went early to work the next day as there were a number of project issues that needed sorting out. I hoped that Sarah wouldn’t come and disturb me, and fortunately she didn’t. Jenny called me just before lunch. “Hello, Alan, how are you today?” “I’m fine, thanks. Very busy but otherwise on top of the world.” “Oh, I won’t keep you too long then, but I do need to talk with you. There have been some developments with Dave....

The next morning, my cock was still sore after my marathon weekend with Jenny, but I was feeling very contented. I went to work at the usual time and was soon immersed in my daily activities. Jenny rang shortly before lunch. “Hello Alan, how are you today?” “Not too bad, thanks, although my cock is still a bit sore after its non-stop workout. What about you?” “I’m on top of the world,” she answered, “but like you, I’m a b...

Because I adore the way Herbert fucks I think of him often, and tonight would be no exception. He used to come for six hours every Friday and Saturday night. For over a year, something always seemed to keep him too busy to return for a visit. I decided to send him an E-Mail; it was only one word, “tonight?” Much to my surprise, I got an immediate answer “OK.” I asked if he remembered how to get to my house or if he needed...

The after-work fuck at my house seemed to mark a change in the course of my affair with Jenny. It was as if she had decided to make a commitment to continuing and growing our relationship. She telephoned me daily and we talked like new lovers always do as they try to learn all about each other and enjoy those snatched moments of pleasure. We contrived to meet as often as we could, even if it was just for a quick fuck at l...

After the brilliant time I’d had with Jenny on Wednesday night when her husband was out, I couldn’t wait to hear from her again. I left it up to her to call, as her schedule was the more difficult one to manage, but I hoped that, given time, this would change and she would find it easier to get away. When it got to Friday afternoon, however, I decided I would call her at work and see what was going on. “Hello Jenny,” I sa...

After a most enjoyable weekend, I really hoped that Jenny would contact me again as that would establish my position, so I was delighted when she called me at work on Tuesday afternoon. “Hello Alan,” she said, “it’s Jenny here. Is this a convenient time to speak?” “Oh, hello Jenny,” I answered, “how nice to hear from you. Yes, it’s a good time to chat.” “We’ll, I was wondering whether you were doing anything tonight. I kn...