Walking The Dog

Walking the dog, that's the excuse I give to my girlfriend, to go out early before work, walk down the canal path and meet men. Men who want a blow job, or if I'm lucky that day, have time to fuck me.

You'd be surprised by just how many men are horny as fuck first thing in the morning. And since my first encounter eighteen months ago, I've sucked off over thirty different men, and been fucked by seven of those.

I always have condoms, lube and wipes with me and sometimes, depending if I'm meeting someone prearranged, I'll already have a small butt plug inserted up my backside.

There are four regular guys I meet, all of whom are older married men. And on a few occasions I've been lucky enough to meet a couple of them at the same time.

That's when it gets really intense as they take what they want, fucking me roughly and using my mouth and arsehole to cum into.

Last week I met a new guy sat in his car. There's a car park half a mile from my house, just off from the canal path. He was slowly masturbating as I walked past. It was clear he was enjoying himself so I walked over. Two minutes later after tying the dog to a post, I was in his passenger seat sucking on his seventy one year old dick. It didn't take him long to cum, but I thoroughly enjoyed swallowing his seed anyway.

He's the oldest guy I've had sex with and we've agreed to meet up tomorrow, so he can fuck me.

If he turns up, I'll let you all know how it went. And maybe let you know how it all began for me.