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Sunday, October 15th 2023

It’s been a while

The number of times I have been told that I need to write a blog is unbelievable. Since my last blog, a lot of months ago, I have found the best place to shower, which isn't at home. I visit a lovely guy who gives me immense pleasure in bed and then takes me into the shower where I am not allowed to touch anything but the wall. My hair is washed, my body soaped and then dried and I’m then left to dress myself before being waved off with a drink, snack for the journey and lunch.
I manage a home delivery of gin and pork pie once a month, maybe every five weeks, but always brought with a smile, a cuddle and some fun.
I managed a home-cooked meal served by the most delicious chef, waiter and housekeeper, although to my disappointment not offered enough. It does, however help that each meal I am also treated to wine or gin and hours of chat, giggles and music that we usually both remember.
It has taken a very long time, but things do feel as if they are getting back to normal after being locked away from each other and the world for far too long. The downside to imposed isolation is that you lose touch with people that were constantly in your life. Some I used to have a chat and a drink with , others just fun and frolics. Who knows now that I’ve managed this blog I may even manage a few more.

Sunday, January 22nd 2023

it's been far too long

After leaving it for so many months, or so it seems, to do a new blog I’m only hoping that this time I manage to complete before that mystical place, the world wide web, eats my latest thoughts. Since last posting I’ve found that I can travel up and down the country without getting lost, although I do still encounter more than my fair share of blue lights and diversions!!! My birthday was spent travelling south and back, about 500 miles round trip, I never learn when I say I can do favours for people.
I found during the cold spells the best place for me to be is a very warm shower, which I am lucky enough to share with a friend who ensures my hair is washed and that I leave his place squeaky clean along with food and drink for the journey home. An electric blanket has always been on to make sure the bed is warm, and I usually get a daily message or three to see if I’m doing alright.
My ‘son’ calls as often as work permits and usually makes my day with a bunch of flowers, a guy I know keeps me supplied with gallons of coffee if I call and see him. Everyone is trying so hard to keep me warm during this cold spell.
I have missed my night out this last year to the end of the world and hope that I will manage to fit one in this year. Just before Christmas I received some bad news, the loveable guy with the gorgeous brown eyes was no longer around.
I’ve found that I can mend a car (thankfully as I keep breaking mine) and recently changed the car I drive to my all time favourite. So now I have no car issues, have proved that I can find my way up and down the country, I’m looking forward to visiting lots of new and varied destinations.

Sunday, July 17th 2022

Good grief, why is it not simple!!!

I know it’s been ages since my last blog, I know that I said I would do them more frequently. Today I found out why it has been so long since my last blog. Three hours to write a blog, lose a blog somewhere in the ether, rewrite and wonder what time I can start on the gin to forget the whole ordeal!!! What on earth has happened to being able to type something and save it to your laptop? Why must a cloud get involved, especially on a day like today with no clouds in the sky.

I always thought my biggest problem was my lack of direction, clearly it isn’t. Two recent trips south (yes at some point I will stay for longer than two hours and maybe meet people down there) have shown me my sense of direction is improving, however, my thought process isn’t. Why would I not think to check if a town with a premier league football team would be playing at home on a day that you are travelling there? why would you not think to find a route that would not take you past the football ground just as they are letting supporters in and so closing roads close by where you need to be? Anyway, I managed to get through, drop off the precious cargo and escape without too much hardship, the air in the car however was blue, pity the towns colours are red.

The weather heated up and I was lucky enough to get invited to join my best friends on late evening walks, the four legged one is always happy to see me (it always helps when there are treats in my car just for him), a walk to the pub, a couple of drinks and then a little ‘adult’ fun. Just to pass on a tip, carpet burns on top of sunburn can be a little sore, a soft towel between carpet and sunburn may help. I found out the hard way.

Late night facetime is a way to ease tension when the miles are way too many, and please remember only include those you want to join in and the ending should always be a ‘happy’ one. Clean up should be done so no one knows what the conversation was about (yes, I'm getting good at those lol).

Since the weather heated up I'’ve been driving to a friends house for an early morning assisted shower, no not because I can’t shower myself, but he assists with putting cream on my back after I've fully woken him up for the day.

The funniest thing to happen in recent months has got to have been me taking a sailing qualification and whilst doing it giving myself mild concussion, yes the boom does boom as it hits your head. Still qualification under my belt I now wonder if powerboating might be the way forward.

Anyway, the sun is now starting to get hotter so it must be time to move outside. Take care during the heatwave, for a change I might take my own advice.

Wednesday, March 9th 2022

Where has time gone?

Eight years ago i made the decision to upload a profile to AW, that saw a change of lifestyle and indeed altered the course of my life. Within hours of ‘going live’ I took my first two bookings and events snowballed from there on. Up to the Covid outbreak my work pattern was daily, some days starting early morning and finishing in the late/early hours of the night. Covid saw me take on volunteering roles, which admittedly take up more of my time than I initially intended, but also have their rewards.
I am slowly working my way back into the AW work pattern I used to have and hope at some point in the year to be able to travel to different areas to meet other clients I wouldn’t normally have the chance to meet, please get in touch if you have an area of the country you’d like me to visit.
So for now I’m reverting back to the text messages to make sure I’m available – if I’m out working or with someone I won’t answer my phone (I hate talking in riddles so no one I’m with can get an idea of what I’m talking about), if I’m able to take a phone call I will ask you to ring me. I will not answer withheld numbers. If you do make a booking and are unable to attend, please let me know, there is nothing worse than sitting around waiting for someone who isn’t going to turn up.
All that said roll on the next year and lots more adventures with some lovely guys. I can’t wait for the last minute ‘are you able to come and see me’, ‘are you available on ???’, of course my favourite one has to be ‘Poppit, how you doing, are you able to…..’

Friday, February 25th 2022

compartmentalised life

Over the months I’ve been advised that my life needs to be compartmentalised, I’m starting to see how this will be beneficial to me. So far I have four boxes, my family, friends, work life and of course my life as an owned sub.
As an owned sub I wear a collar round my neck for all to see, on my lower back/hip is a tattoo specially for anyone screwing me from behind to- see Sirs initials along with our astrological signs intertwined and my initials at the other side.
The expectations of me are to do as I am told, provide any persons, or equipment that may be required to enhance the fun of the night. One of these tasks was given to me recently and entailed me watching porn and giving my opinions on what was good/bad with a video of my choice, how I would have done it differently and whether it would have improved what was being shown.
The video I chose showed a sub receiving her punishment/reward for a job well done. While most would consider the punishments given by a Dom to his sub as a hard thing for a sub it’s purely showing how much love and care there is in a relationship. Every mark left is done with love to enhance the relationship between them.
All that is expected in return for the outpouring of love from a Dom is that the sub respects, honours and serves him, wears every mark given to her with pride and ensures that no one else even tries to leave a mark on them as this is only ever another type of betrayal.
Hopefully the marks left on my body are equally erotic to all who are lucky enough to see them

Monday, September 27th 2021

More than remiss

Who would have thought it’s been 3 months since I last sat and wrote about my antics. I keep sitting, promising myself that today I will find time to amuse folks, but something always distracts me and I end up climbing into bed with the age old ‘I will do it tomorrow’. Well tomorrow has finally arrived, in reality it is now that late and I am that awake that tomorrow I will walk around wondering what on earth was I thinking of by not going to bed as soon as I felt tired.
Since coming out of lockdown and the country getting back to some semblance of normal I have found that it isn’t really my sense of direction that is bad, it is my ability to take instruction!!! Should I try and follow sat nav it’s almost guaranteed that I’ll get lost, leave it old fashioned following signs and I’m no where near as bad. That said I can still manage to mess up even frequently used routes from time to time, who’d have thought that I could turn a ninety minute drive into a three hour marathon??
I’ve decided that I need to find something different to do with my spare time and am coming to the conclusion that paddlesports may be the way forward, hopefully that will be the new gym (although Jim, Dave or Gary can amuse me if they want to). A recent meeting turned into a bit of a party with a new way to use Prosecco introduced to me, which whilst fun made me realise that the best way to sample it is in a glass although it was amusing at the time, especially the clean up afterwards.
Fun with friends is starting to get more frequent and when it’s almost wrestling of sorts with tag teams being used it makes it even better.
Of course one important event I’d forgotten all about was my birthday!!! Told to wait in for the postman I was pleasantly surprised with a card too large for the letterbox and a cuddly teddy declaring love to the moon and back, surprise presents from friends included a driftwood boat and a silver bracelet, plus a trip out on a sail boat (maybe something else for me to have a go at, although powerboats look so much more fun as they go faster).
Well its now a really silly time of day and I do have a lot planned for later so I guess I should think about trying to get my statutory three hours before the run round starts. Lets hope the next blog is back to my usual crazy self and it isn’t so long in coming. In the meantime I’ll get the toys charged, the stockings and suspenders at the ready (yes I’ve found the suspenders hiding under the chest of drawers), the make up sorted first thing and the phone fully charged. Maybe this is my wake up call and everything gets back to how it was, well with this side of my life anyway.

Sunday, June 13th 2021

A week of heaven

Everyone has a place in their life that they love to be, a person that they enjoy the company of more than anyone else they know. The last week saw me get five nights of just that. I was made to feel so special, meals cooked daily, waited on hand and foot after a hard days work, both on AW or volunteering. All that was expected of me was to be myself and provide a little light entertainment. Now anyone who knows me will turn around and tell you that’s not hard for her she always knows the right thing to do. How wrong people are….. My party trick/signature is to wake my host with the sloppiest blowjob possible with a very dry, 4am mouth, not hard I hear you say, well let me tell you when you first wake up, still tired from the exertions of the previous day/night, to keep your eyes open is the hardest thing in the world, which my bedmate can testify to after I fell asleep mid blowjob only to further embarrass myself by snoring!!!!!
Our nights together are sparse and so my theory is to try and fit in everything that I know he enjoys and if time permits do a little of my own thing for variety. Imagine my horror when I get told to go and make myself comfortable and the next thing I know is it’s 5.30am and I’ve slept like a log, it’s a good job he has a sense of humour. Payback I guess was that night as we sat drinking at the dining table and low and behold he was nodding off as we talked (didn’t realise I was so boring).

Other entertainment during the week involved meeting up with a couple for some ‘adult fun’, while they were entertained some of us felt a little short changed, home again and more cider before bed and toys. Lots of early mornings, texting all day to try and arrange the next meet up and eventually the parking of a car to be greeted by a very friendly dog who always knew the perfect way to attract my attention.

Tuesday, April 13th 2021

The Roadtrip

Every so often I feel that I've behaved well enough to have earned a treat or reward for being ‘good’. Fortunately for me there is a certain someone in my life who thought the same thing and was going on a road trip so lucky me got to go along for the ride. Up well before dawn to ensure I've enough time to get ready and arrive at the meeting point I manage to dress to kill although still half asleep. Stockings, suspenders and leather skirt on I finished my makeup and drove the ten or so miles to meet my ‘date’ for the morning.
The windscreen was frozen over, the temperature below zero but I was a happy lady with the thought of a morning away from anyone. once in the vehicle and comfortably seated on heated leather it was off south for the three hour journey. laughter, conversation and the occasional feel of a very warm hand on my thigh as we drove made the time pass quickly. Once there we concluded the business that was to be done and turned around to head home.
The main roads, even with good company, can be pretty boring so being me I decided to entertain both of us the way I do best. Button flies guys are not the easiest to unfasten while you are seated behind the steering wheel, nor are belts, no matter how much they are needed or look good. However, obstacles overcome and a little play was in order. Yes I know you aren’t supposed to distract a driver whilst he’s in control of a moving vehicle, but it’s me and we all know what I'm like. hand up boxer leg and the goal is at my fingertips, one cock that is starting to enjoy the attention.
Now I know that cars of the 70’s and 80’s you could sit in the passenger seat and comfortably reach the drivers seat without stretching too much, or hurting yourself, but never one to give in I manage to twist in the seat, keep my seatbelt on and put my head in the lap of the guy driving the car. Not sure what the countryside was like for the next 80 or so miles, but boy did it taste good. As I said earlier, I'm a really good girl occasionally, so in my handbag I had the essentials for a good road trip. Bottle of lube and drizzle it over one hard cock then start to wank it off. Funnily enough the trip back didn’t appear to be taking nearly as long as the trip there. I did however notice the driver was starting to get more than a little uncomfortable as he was driving. He was fast getting to the point of ‘good god woman I really need to cum, but if I do we may well have an accident’. Fortunately a good place to park was coming into view, so what better thing to do than pull off the main road and stretch your legs, well it sounds good. A secluded corner of a very busy car park, the back seat of the car and trousers round ankles, ass in air as one very hard and willing cock was taken to the back of my throat, a little teasing, running my tongue around the tip and I’m turned onto my knees to have his cock balls deep in my pussy, his fingers playing with my very wet pussy and the inevitable mess happens. Good job I always have babywipes and the car interior didn’t suffer. Giggles to finish as the clean up took place then replace all clothing so no one would every know.
Returned to my collection point a sated driver and amused passenger I managed then to return to decorating while my roadtrip chauffeur returned to his chores for the day. I do wonder if anyone questioned the grin on his face or if he had to have the usual nap that occurs when I entertain him? I do know he was in bed by 10pm, I guess my being good always ends with me being bad (but in a good way).

Monday, March 15th 2021

soon be over -lets hope

I was always told prior to covid that i was a little bit crazy, imagine what being locked up for best part of a year has done to me!!! During this time i have tiled, painted, knocked holes in walls, built stud walls, repaired, replaced and rennovated. I have taken time to look after those i know who couldn't get out and about and at times lost my sense of humour. But after all of this there have been times when I've managed to get some enjoyment out of the mass of vibrating, hole filling, electric, battery operated toys, lubes and creams that I have neatly under my bed.
I once made a 'mould your own willy' but found that being locked up during the pandemic i abused it that much i had to remould it so that i could be sure of keeping one (I now use them both together - can't wait till the model can join in that will be so much fun). I'm starting to find that where ever one toy/dildo could be use before i can now use two just to get the same benefit. My sense of direction has been described as a mystery tour instead of getting lost (yes i've still had to make some essential journeys and yes i still do the tour to get there, I admit i'm a nightmare, but not to worry I get there eventually).
I am so looking forward to actually being able to touch another human again, to taste the salty cum that i am starting to forget the taste of. Lets hope that lack of use hasn't made everything seize up and become dry - I can think of nothing worse.
Oh well back to the toys and self appreciation for me xx

Tuesday, February 16th 2021

its been a while

All I can say is wow, where did those 10 weeks go!!! Since my last blog life has been pretty tame by my usual comparisons. Christmas was a total wash out although I did manage a little fun prior to that. Socially distanced fun was always going to be a challenge but we found a way to make it happen, cameras and toys alone in your bedroom along with a glass or two of prosecco with your ‘partner’ is amusing if nothing else. Usually when I meet these friends we take turns to minister ‘fun’ to each other, this to anyone else would appear to be torture, finding that one spot and not stopping until everyone is horse from the moans, screams and pleading to stop (not that anyone listens and we all always finish totally exhausted and satisfied).

I have been lucky to receive my daily texts making sure that I’m keeping well and by the third text I’ve usually managed to turn the texting to sexting and got the poor guy a little hot under the collar. It’s always nice when simple texts or phone calls can turn to a ‘job in hand’ with a partially satisfied guy at the other end of the phone. I’ve also been keeping my tongue in working order by practising on bananas and cucumbers, the bananas don’t last long and I’m finding that cucumbers are starting to go soft quicker, roll on being able to practise on humans again.

So between now and the end of this lockdown my toys are going to take a bit more of a battering, I’m going to find a way to get my camera working so I can get some new pictures (always hard when you are the photographer as well as the subject), the hair needs taming and I think I generally just need to relearn to love myself. That said, I’m looking forward to resuming what I do best.

Friday, December 11th 2020

the end of the world

I hadn’t realised that anyone did actually read my blogs, or as someone told me recently miss the fact that I hadn’t been writing one. So here goes, my first blog for months.
The initial lockdown I shut myself away from the world and got on with DIY like the rest of the country. I managed to find a volunteer position with an organisation and got on with improving their premises for when they are able to return to their activities.
However I also found that being shut away for months did nothing to improve my sense of direction and I have decided to no longer say that I ‘got lost’, but that each journey I take is now a ‘mystery tour’. Sometimes these tours are pretty boring with me actually arriving at the destination without any detours, sometimes however my detours can take me miles out of my way to places I’ve only heard or seen whilst looking at a map. One of these trips was my invitation to the end of the world (it seemed like that to me anyway). The furthest south I have ever driven was to Gatwick Airport, this trip took me on detours all over with road closures and diversions, something I took as being a one off. It turns out that the God of travelling sets me in his sights every time I get in my car and determines that I’m a good sport so lets give her a few more diversions than she really needs. Anyway that’s all by the by, my trip to the edge of the earth took me all the way to the south coast, which to be fair was pretty uneventful by my standards, not even one wrong turn! I arrived at my destination, fell off the earth and resurfaced on dry land at which point I was greeted by a smiling face, a warm hug and ‘congratulations you found your way here’. Taken to my accommodation for the night I was given a tour of my surroundings, fed a picnic supper, wine to drink and then as always my time to provide entertainment, no not as you are thinking but ‘hmm, do you think you’ll manage to climb into that bed as it is a little high for you!!’, the cheek of some people. However it did provide a slight challenge, being 4’10.5 anything can be a challenge for you. Eventually on the bed I snuggled into the warmest chest I’ve been near in a very long time, was held close all night and had the best nights sleep in months. Waking at 5am and seeing the sleeping beauty at the side of me I decided life is way to short to sleep and slid under the covers to wake my bedmate with the best wake up call I could manage, the sloppiest bj ever. His morning glory easing into the back of my throat I felt him twist flat on his back, heard the moan as he started to wake up. Pulling me up the bed, well you can imagine what continued. When we were both eventually satisfied a mug of hot tea and a tour of the local countryside, fish an chips in the local harbour and a return to billets as the weather was against us. The day ended far too quickly and I started on my return to the middle of the country, only to find localised road closures for developments in the area, the M1 closed for road repairs/upgrades and the diversions diverted for further roadworks – was I not intended to return to the midlands? Five and a half hours after leaving to return home I finally put the key in my door lock and got the kettle on. Im sure no one else has journeys like mine, still it’s what makes me, me.

Wednesday, May 20th 2020

Lockdown secrets

For a number of years now I’ve had a secret other that I see as often as time dictates for as long as we can get away with. Prior to lockdown he has given me challenges to push my limits and test my commitment at times this has terrified me, not because of physical fear but being so far out of my comfort zone. I have seen five men at a time, had an open door policy where by any who came to see me let themselves in, he gave gentle encouragement from the doorway, occasionally joining in. I was sent to a swingers club alone to meet various men, all of these brought there own challenges and fears but I conquered everyone of them. The lockdown brought a completely different challenge where by not only could I not work but I couldn’t have contact with him. Daily texts and phone calls where possible have been a godsend, but through all of it I have managed to continue my challenges. My favourite thing is to tease so armed with sexy underwear and variety of toys I put the camera on and imagined what we could be doing together but alone. I found that three wands and a rabbit could create absolute ecstasy, leave a bed totally wet and cause a guy over thirty miles away to cum without touching him. Occasional pics of various body parts can have the same effect. If I ever work out how to edit videos I have a store of them that I could share lol. Of course as nowhere is open and everyone knows my nails have to be long, manicured and pristine at all times I’ve mastered to art of acrylic coating for nails!!! If only wax hair removal was as easy. Thinking im clever I bought a hot wax kit and decided it can be hard, even an idiot should be able to do it, how wrong I was….. the best place to try has got to be your legs as its an easy place to see, again a big error on my part. Wax applied I put the strips on and pulled, the words that came out of my mouth closely resembled ouch that hurt a little, but I think that actually they were a lot stronger. After using three strips I decided its not safe for me to continue using it, I could well end up needing a skin graft!!!! I really should just stick to doing what I do best, play with toys, sucking cocks and screwing around. Roll on the end of lockdown, I need to see ‘himself’ again for lots of slow and sensual and the occasional thrashing for getting it wrong, I also need to see the lovely gents who call and make my days and nights more bearable.

Sunday, February 9th 2020

the shagfest

For a while now I’ve had a really special friend who every so often will push my boundaries and set me ‘tasks’ to complete. Recently I was challenged to have at least two guys and get pictures or better still video of me receiving Dp from the guys. Never being one to back down from a challenge I put out a plea for a few guys to help with my quest. The morning of the event and as always it was a case of ‘well if it happens, I’ve cracked it, if it doesn’t heaven help my ass. Crazy as it may seem the closer it got to the first guy arriving the more nervous I became – I hate letting my ‘friend’ down, although some days I do relish the punishment for failing (just my little quirk I guess, but nothing better than feeling ‘alive’)
So the time starts ticking down, my bed is made ready for what I’m hoping will be will be the ‘shagfest’ of 2020 and the nerves start kicking in, which to any who have met me will seem bizarre, but that’s me. Ten minutes before show time and im sat checking messages to see if anyone is actually going to turn up. As always I needn’t have worried, the first guy turned up just as he said he would, now just to wait for a second, and possibly a third or fourth. The second turned up, and as we went to go upstairs, the third and fourth arrived together – would I be lucky enough for a fifth? True to his word, number 5 turned up and took the camera, well for a little while. Number five I have known for a number of years and he never fails to amaze me, please me and tease me.
Everyone stripped (a stipulation is you have to get your kit off) and down to business. Bless him number 5 came up trumps with the camera and took various pictures and video of cocks going into pussy, cocks going into hands and mouth, I think even some of cock going into ass.
So the first round, I have a cock in my mouth, a cock in my pussy, a cock in my hand and one trying for either my pussy or my ass, personally I don’t care which, just get those cocks inside me and my adrenalin rushing. Two cocks in your pussy is absolutely awesome, but then so is one in your pussy and one in your ass. First two cocks drained, pussy dripping, ass closed tight and retaining the spunk, the next two to be drained stepped up for their turn to be drained.
Im still trying to work out where one disappeared to, but not to worry, number five as always came good. Covered in spunk, with it dripping from my pussy and firmly shut in my ass till a lot later everyone left me. So time for a coffee, or so I thought when a delicious man appeared and escorted me back to a world I don’t often find. Everything so much better with his spunk and my pussy juice dripping down my leg he left me to go to work.
Hoping that I had succeeded in my challenge I sent the pictures and videos, to receive back the uch wanted and waited for ‘good girl’. I do so love getting a challenge right.

Thursday, November 7th 2019

what to do on a wet saturday afternoon

There’s nothing I like more than a text message that says ‘I’m free at last are you able to come over for the night’. I received one recently and nothing was stopping me getting there. These days are few and far between and when we meet up it’s a case of clocks turned back and we act like teenagers again. So accommodation sorted, bag packed I made the destination in record time, of course knowing how I play on these days I’d also arranged a little extra entertainment. Each time I do these visits it always involves a task or challenge, today’s task was to try and find as many ‘friends’ who could come and help us have some adult fun. All who were finally included had the same instructions…. They would be invited in if they didn’t mind performing in front of one voyeur and alongside an other or others.
Car parked, bags inside I made myself comfortable inside wearing just the usual babydoll nightie and a smile. The friend who invited me over made himself comfortable as doorman and soon the fun got started. I always wondered what to do on a wet Saturday afternoon, now I had the perfect answer. First guy arrives and soon gets his kit off and into the fun. A good pussy licking, blow job and ball licking with amusing anecdotes and conversation from the doorway culminated in condoms on and the delight of sweaty bodies finally achieving the satisfaction that was needed. As he dressed the next one was shown in, absolutely terrified about what he’d walked into he was soon put at his ease as playmate number one was shown out. Number two decided that he probably wouldn’t be able to last long, but in true Aly style he was treated to the initial bj, which led to condoms and doggy style which was in full swing when number three was shown into the bedroom. Doorman still stood at the door watching and offering advice when appropriate, number two started to get dressed as number three, a horny twenty something, started on his half hour of fun. It does at times appear that im just a doll as these guys toss me around a bed, hard cocks and fingers in very hole possible. Of course when this happens the bed gets very wet, very quickly, always exceptional fun.
Three guys drained and alone with my doorman my attention turned to the pleasure I was about to have. A meal for two, that I didn’t prepare, drinks and chat eventually led us back to the bedroom that had been the source of so much fun earlier. My thoughts by this time was that it was only fair I gave the doorman some physical attention, I’d shown him plenty of what he could have earlier. Sliding into the bed beside the best looking doorman I knew I slide down and eased his legs over my shoulders for a little rimming, easing on to ball sucking and back to ass. Always the way to get him to relax it was time to start the fun on the hard cock that was now waiting. Lots of lube, wanking and teasing with my tongue it was his turn to decide what was to happen. Lets just say my tongue piercing got a work out and face fucking is always fun.