Diary Excert #33… Guest Post
33….. so it’s another 3 months after the last lady and my confidence is very low.
I’d gone to this brothel to hopefully find one of the ladies I was already friendly with but was told at the desk that neither were available. The lady asked if I wanted to meet the other girls but I wasn’t feeling like meeting a bunch of young pert chirpy girls even if they were sexy and willing. Then the lady asked what I was looking for so I told her how I was feeling. She looked at the roster and said ” well we do have a lovely lady who is a bit more mature but I think you’ll like her…. will I call her or…..?” I ended up booking without seeing the escort but as we waited at the desk the lady continued..” she’s a lovely friendly lady ….she’s just getting started in this work”.
I said something like “oh okay” , then the lady whispered “actually this is her first day so I’m trying to build up her client numbers”.
Then Kili says ‘hi’. She’s a mid 30’s filipino lady that was pretty but more the sort of lady you’d meet as another parent at school or buying groceries. She wore a black nightie that was low cut and showing slightly saggy average sized boobs. Her smile seemed genuine , with a touch of nervousness which made me feel much more in control. We head to the room then I undress for the compulsory shower. Most often the ladies go back out in the time while guys shower so I had assumed Kili had gone until I heard the door open and spun to see her standing there naked asking , “can I join you?”.
Pressing her naked body against mine she lathers soap on her hands and slides them all over me , includeing my rapidly firming dick.
Kissing on the lips isn’t allowed but we’re kissing each others shoulders , chests , necks , cheeks and ears , getting very close and loving.
Her fingers lace into my hair and her tongue does spine tingleing laps of my face with her hot breath making roaring sounds in my ear.
Kili stokes my erection while I hold her slippery bum cheeks , our mouths open for a kiss that can’t happen but we’re so close I can feel her breath. She turns around and holds my hands to her breasts then reaches between her legs to hold my erection against her vagina inviting me to pump her. I feel her labia parting as my slippery cock slides past. I get the feeling Kili wanted me to enter her right then but we knew it couldn’t happen like this so she turned to face me and in the heat of passion , she bit and sucked my chest leaving a ‘hickie’ that I had to hide for the next 2 weeks. We stumbled to the bed , rushing to get a condom on. I don’t know if it was the condom or the cold air or what but my erection faded suddenly much to both our disappointment. We cuddled and hugged and chatted about stuff, including the names I’d noticed tattoed on her shoulder. Kili went serious and hugged me tight as she told me of her brothers family who’d all been burnt to death in his home while he worked in the philippines. Those names were of his wife and three young girls. It happened a year ago so the brother was trying to rebuild and Kili hoped to make some extra money to send to him.
In the silence that followed that story kili’s naked body lay half over mine. Slowly the mood changed as she and I began feeling each others bodies , playing at first till my dick began firming. Instead of a condom Kili turned her back to me and poured oil between her bum cheeks , then pressing my erection in longways and holding it there to create something like a tittyfuck , but with her ass.
It worked perfectly! To me it felt like I was fucking her without a condom ,and if you saw us it would have looked like we were having doggy sex but when I came it was over her back. I’d hit my climax just at the time she had held my hand and pushed my fingers inside her pussy.
We parted after the buzzer with clinging hugs and lingering hand holding as if we didn’t want to part. I would’ve loved to see her again but the next time I called the brothel to ask for her they told me she hadn’t worked since that first week.
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Meet Howie… a 53 year old happily married man living in Queensland, Australia. Unfortunately for Howie, his wife is no longer interested in sex. But, Howie still is, and since he loves his wife, and would never be unfaithful, he seeks relief from sex workers. Howie is not a writer, just an ordinary family man who keeps a diary, well hidden I’m sure, here is a page or two.
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Sounds like she and her family had gone through some hard time, and maybe after that first week she discovered working at the brothel wasn’t for her.
~ Marie
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Yes I think so marie , she seemed too tender hearted for that work.
❤howie
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Wow – what a story to tell – I really liked her – she was so real
May 😉
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I liked her too , thanks May❤
Howie👄
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A little sad story (
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Yes Lisa , I hugged her for a long time as she composed herself after telling me. ❤Howie
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I rally felt Kali’s sadness when speaking about her brother and the money she was trying to make to send back home. I’m sorry that Howie was unable to see her again, it seems they have a connection few will know 😦
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