Spiralling out of control
I am a male in my early fifties. A couple of years ago I got fired and would be home alone every day while the wife was at work. Here I was, middle aged, chubby and with an evaporated career. I got some money from the company, enough to make it through the year so I thought I would try to fulfill my true destiny and find out what really makes me tick. It took some time for me to acknowledge it but in the end I realized that all I wanted was being a s***. It might have had something to do with the fact that I spent many hours a day watching hard core p***. Anyway, I bought some fitness equipment and started working out. Now I have a well trained body and a harem to indulge in every whim. I have a tight slutty asian girl who is very submissive and will do whatever I want from her, I got me a little slave girl whom I tie up, spank and fist f***, I got me a goody goody businesswoman with a perfect slender body who can never resist the booty call and I have a b**** Mistress with a great body, she clothes me in one of her dresses, whips me and takes me with a strap on. I have never been good at one nighters but I lulled these women into s** only relationships and I have a couple of more 'projects' that will pay off later. I started taking v***** on a regular basis to keep up with my own desires and make it possible to have s** for six to eight hours in a row. I tried to talk my wife into more adventurous s**, she would have none of it but she gave me permission for all this crazy stuff, as long as I keep doing her too (although strictly missionary style). Sometimes, when I'm really h**** and nobody is available, I go to the park and suck some anonymous c***. It's good times, but I almost got no time left for 'normal' stuff, like having a beer with my buddies, seeing relatives, going out. Or even work. And that's starting to suck a bit.