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Originally Posted by
acidicavex
Sandwiches ???
hahaha you want to be the BREAD ? Or the SALAMI in between ?
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Originally Posted by
nonSen5es
Kitty has shown how to make good use of a man’s body for warmth/bolster/pleasure
so Just get nekkid together with DrS
Please leave me out of this …….
Satay ….
Goreng Pisang …..
Pop Corn …..
Sandwiches ….
Hot Dogs ….
Sardine Puffs ….
Coffee ….
Coke …..
Green Tea ….
Ice-cream …….
Dr, if u get some babes (for eg, sis Lala) to dress up & help hawk ur wares, business might be better & helps in promoting the stall leh
Better stock up more foods,might be a long camp since I don’t see updates for awhile
On a side note:
It took me awhile to decide to continue writing about T-Times (as I’ll term the times spent with Mr.T now), or not.
Especially after the mixed comments received, and perhaps the somewhat perceived lack of interest?
Nonetheless, I’ll still plough down this road, keeping in mind the support and encouragement I’ve rec’d from various people, and especially Mr.T himself.
If one day Mr.T should be “the 4th who changed me” (note the past tense), then this perhaps will serve as a record of another who like Ian made me smile in more ways than one
Updates soon to come…
Our first staycation together.
Several days leading up to D-Day was spent checking out the various options we had before us.
Location, costs, amenities, facilities…
I made a choice and ran it by T who gave the green light pretty easily. I however made the decision to upgrade to a better room which allowed us access to a wider range to benefits during our stay-cation, including a bath tub in the room!
But nothing ever runs smooth including this stay-cation. It was only on the same day itself that it looked confirmed to happen as planned.
Checking in ahead of T’s arrival, I took time to take in what we had available to us.
A comfortable king-sized bed with both soft & fluffy and firm options, an iHome system allowing the blasting of our choice music, large windows extending to opposite ends of the room offering views into the distant, and a seat running across to allow one to sit and daydream if one so chooses.
The bathroom was simple. A long bath adjacent to the shower which had both the conventional flexible shower head and “rain” options. Adequately supplied with the basic,toiletries and yes checked the drainage- no flooding was gonna happen here. To top it off, the shower area looked out to the sleeping area, enabling one tease their partner.
Parking was complimentary for the hotel’s guests on a per day basis.
When T arrived, we both locked lips and embraces as in having not seen each other for a long while. Yes, we did communicate somewhat daily but physical presence far exceeds a virtual one,
To the effect of T lifting up me up in him arms and then finding ourselves still locked in that embrace lying on the bed, holding his head against my chest, stroking his head, while maintaining a comfortable silence.
Before long however, the monster in T began to awaken and a make out session ensued. I was wearing a simple tank dress that day. His well-trained hands soon found its way to unbuckling my bra thru the dress I was wearing, as he pulled down the dress front to suckle on my boobs.
All this while I was rather conscious of the large windows which we had not yet drawn the shades to keep out prying eyes. My worries soon faded off as firstly, we were on a relatively high floor, next, there was no building immediately opposite our room and lastly, T’s actions were distracting me form all these. My leg which was caught between his felt his monster stirring and fighting to join in the action.
Whilst I wanted to head towards the pre dinner cocktails and canapés that awaited us, I also wanted this to continue. I made my decision.
“I don’t think u’d want to wet your pants” , I said, referring to what I knew would be pre-cum leaking out.
As T obligingly removed his clothing, he replied simply “wet already”
His
His lips soon found mine again as we moved further in onto the bed, where I lost my panties, and T knelt above me, bracing himself for entry.
Like always, T was conscious that the initial entry was always painful for me.
He used monster’s head to rub against my entrance, increasing my arousal and thus the lubrication.
I felt the monster prodding and then being slid in tentatively, bit by bit as I winced slightly. I also knew he would stop if he saw I was in a tad too much pain. That is the belief I have in T, that he wouldn’t hurt me like that way he did that one time.
Perhaps it had been awhile since, Or maybe it was the relaxed mind due to this stay-cation. But every thrust from T felt more pleasurable than before, as he brought me to a high more than once, clutching alternatively at T and the duvet in a somewhat claw-like grip. T came soon after he had given me my 3rd (lost count after 1) high of that session. Thick white globs of semen on my tummy.
Wow.
I’d never seen that amount from T before. Guess accumulation does it stuff.
Hurried to the bathroom to wash off & take a quick shower.
Then I realized.
My panties were stained (yes, T made me that wet). I only had one extra set planned for tomorrow.
What do I do?
As with many other firsts with T, it was time to go commando.
Handing the key card to T for safekeeping (he’ll be the key man thru e stay), we headed down hand in hand to the more private lounging area where cocktails and canapés were being served at certain hours. This was one of the perks of the upgrade paid for, and it allowed us a certain degree of privacy since only guests staying in certain rooms were given access.
The lounge area offered views of the surrounding area, with a swimming pool & jacuzzi outdoors.
Tables were setup both in and out doors offering along with comfy cushioned rattan couches.
Mini beef burgers, Chorizos & dip, some scallop tart thingy, cheeses, breads etc were among the selection offered. Nothing too substantial but allowed some lining of the stomach ahead of the drinks. Managed to snag the last 2 chic hazelnut tartlets too- one each for me and Mr.T
We elected for the al fresco option, the evening weather being fine, and a breeze coming through coupled with the higher floor we were on. I went to grab a table while Mr.T got our drinks.
Rarely do I get to spend time properly with Mr.T like this. And when we do get to grab dinner together once in a while, it is usually a more hurried affair. It’s not about sex all the time. Sometimes, it’s about making that connection to take things to a deeper level with someone.
I had about 2 glasses of white wine along with another cocktail mix, while Mr T had some iced coffee, ‘soft drink’ & a screwdriver as we chatted at leisure with each other.
Finishing our canapés, we, or rather I moved to the rattan couches. T joined me and I snuggled up to him. I swear those couches were made for snuggles as 2 people seated would undoubtedly be pressed against each other, unless of cos, one was ultra skinny or something.
Exchanges of kisses, the relaxing atmosphere and quietness (we were the only ones still remaining outdoors), with my legs propped across Mr.T’s, his hand attempted to sneak up my dress & he recalled I was naked below as he did and successfully attempt a boob grope.
I was torn between wanting to let him continue, the fear of someone walking in on us, and also the want to head down to grab some stuff from a nearby supermarket. Apprehension won out & I (sadly) had to stop Mr.T, reminding him that we had planned to drop by the supermarket before it closed. Before that though, I had to visit the washroom, but not without Mr.T cheekily hinting at (a quickie?) in the handicapped toilet.
It’s weird to do couple like things together like walking hand-in-hand in the supermarket, when we aren’t really one. Rather, taking into consideration other elements, our relation is much ‘open’ for interpretation. Even we ourselves have difficulty defining it. At this moment, we’re just going with the flow, enjoying the moment, the company, and see what gives.
As i went in search of my preferred bath lotion, Mr.T went in search for something he mentioned he wanted to try with me ( to let me experience various things)- a vibrating cock ring
It was going to be an interesting night.
Making our way back to our room, a whole flurry of thought exploded in my mind.
Bath first or continue where we had left off?
How would that ‘innocent looking" little apparatus enhance the experience?
What if I didn’t like it?
What if it was too good & I came too fast and tired out before T reached his own climax?
Girls perhaps over think things sometimes.
Once in the elevator up to our room when T reached over to give my butt a grope and exchange a kiss however, all these thoughts are tossed out of the window.
He’s adept at helping me relax in that way…
Upon reaching our room& setting down our purchases, I popped into the bathroom & let the water run abit in the bath for a quick rinse, before filling it up with deliciously warm (ok,hot…) water and tossing in a block of bath salt & the bath lotion I bought. It was a joy to see the frothy bubbles forming. Couldn’t wait to jump in.
It was a snug fit having both of us in the tub together, but all the more intimate because of that.
From seated at opposite ends from each other, to between his legs for a short while, soon found myself spawned atop of him in the bath. Purrfect for making out and hugging and we soaked together in the warm waters in companionable silence.
And then the kitty was distracted by the catnip aka e monster. It was slightly awake and kitty has to places it’s paws on it, giving little strokes and rubs, eliciting some squirms and gasps from T. It wasn’t my intention to give T a hj, rather, provide abit of pleasure so,he could relax better.
As I got out of the bath, T was napping away in the tub. Decided to let him soak and nap a while more whilst I showered before I woke him. A good soak would perhaps help him relieve some fatigue.
After showering, I put on a lacy camisole & matching boy shorts before pulling on the bathrobe provided by the hotel.
It was a set I had shown Mr.T before ( take pix of it,and no, not while wearing) but not worn before. The bathrobe really because I didn’t enjoy being cold- something that happens to me pretty easily. And i could rely on Mr T to keep me warm in bed. So glad He is always warm and toasty. kitties love to curl up and be warm
Went back to the bathroom to wake Mr T. He is as bad as me in one aspect- difficult and reluctant to stir awake when in zone of ultra comfort…Lols.
While T showered, I dried n combed my hair and made myself comfortable in the bed, hiding under the fluffy, cool covers.
T joined me shortly & while channel surfing was joyed to find that the hotel’s in-room TV channels included the mio stadium channel broadcasting the EPL matches. To add on to his delight, the match broadcasted was the a team he supported. S we ended up snuggling together watching soccer & having some casual chit chat. And yes, u read right, I watched soccer with T. While I’m no expert, I’m not a complete noob either
Even though T was watching the match, giving his 2-cents worth of comments here and here, he was also sharing about his own experiences playing soccer.
One thing I particular enjoy in times spent with T is how balanced conversations can be.
We both aren’t really the probing kind, allowing the other party to share as much as they are comfortable about; and we take turns to start different conversation topics. It’s not always a one-sided monologues. And I do enjoy hearing his stories. Perhaps I naturally love stories…having been a book person since young.
And if you though guys couldn’t multi-task. T proved otherwise as all the while his fingers were tuning my nips until he himself commented my nip was hard :s
It took considerable mind control to stop self from squirming & giving T the satisfaction from seeing it. The more I resisted, the more T would try to make me succumb to his efforts & the more pleasure I was going to receive. It’s perhaps our way of subtle foreplay in the build unto later action.
Half time.
T’s stomach growled.
I felt somewhat peckish too.
Recalling that the lounge was open 24 hrs, I suggested to T to head down to check it out. Being the easy going guy he is, he okayed it
Being lazy to get dressed properly & digging out the fresh set of underwear meant for the next day, decided to pull on the tank dress I wore earlier over what I was wearing.
I was conscious of not having a bra on so grabbed my cardigan and wore it loosely the reverse way across the chest area.
Our venture to the lounge was rewarded with complimentary cup noodles and instant porridge.
T nicely helped prepare it,for the both of us, along with a nice cup of tea for me, as we settled at one of the large roomy sofa sets for chit chats.
We were there good half hour at least, for when we finally returned to the room, the match we were watching earlier was at the 80th minute ( we went down during half time break). T also started on his bowl of instant noodles- one we picked up at the supermarket earlier.
He’s so funny, as he continued watching the highlights of the match later, before enjoying his instant noodles, he said he has to tuck me into bed (after I had gotten back into my sleepwear & bathrobe). Treating me like a kid! Lols.
But I know it’s cos he’s aware I get cold easily, and it’s challenging to eat his noodles while transmitting his heat to me.
Side note: never talk to T too long is he’s having cup noodles, it always ends being ‘forgotten’ about till some time later & gets soggy,with soup dried/ drying up.
T finished up his noodles & snuggling up together with me, we stared to allow the zzz monster to attack us.
But could we get through the night as simple as this? And nothing more?
The vibrating cock ring was still awaiting its introduction to me.
Sensing T’s eagerness (since days before) to try out the vibrating cock ring with me, it didn’t take us to long or too much to get frisky. It was to be a whole new experience for me. As T commented once before, I was young sexually.
Yep, young and inexperienced, and still learning
one day, he’s gonna get a killer bj that not just negates, but also overrides his freakish mind control …that’s my mission. Lols.
So T slips our new found toy on his monster. I wondered if it came in sizes.
One size fits all would be hard to imagine as it might slip off some, or in some cases, cut the blood circulation.
I fervently prayed it would fit snugly on the monster. It did.
Again, I winced slightly as T entered me, even placing my hands on his chest to slow him down a little as my vaginal muscles relaxed themselves and started to accept the T’s monster into me.
Sliding himself in carefully, I could sense T waiting and observing my reaction as our new found toy came into contact with my skin.
Something I can only best describe as similar to electric like jolts hit me as the vibrations stimulated my clit which was now beginning to pulsate with the rush of blood from the monster entering and moving within me.
“Oh shiiiiiit”
I couldn’t help myself as the word escaped my mouth
(I don’t usually use swear words…I have to be sufficiently high to do that…)
“Did I hear u say something? Asked T with a knowing and perhaps satisfied grin.
I guess my ‘dreamy like’ smiles and moans gave him the answer he wanted as he went at me harder and then also deeper, allowing greater contact with my clit to enhance the stimulation even further. And he does this gyrating action with his hips that coupled with the vibration hastened my climax and kept me wanting more from him.
Over our time together, I have begun to recognize slowly when T is exerting his mind control to hold back form cumming vs “working hard”.
That intense expression.
It’s not just one of exertion of mind control, but also of determination to please the partner for as long and as best possible. There are many types out there, but I’m thankful for T who always tries his best to please, and it only makes me want to return the favor even more.
Hitting the right spots, this new unfamiliar but unpleasant sensation I felt, the tongue work out session while T thrust in to me emboldened me. Or maybe, i should say, made me kick aside my inhabitations.
“I want it in the mouth”
T didn’t reply, obviously very focused at his task at hand.
But I knew he would accede to my request, and he did, as he suddenly withdrew and as my mouth wrapped around the monster, he began pumping out his load.
It wasn’t just thick, but it was a huge amount, def one of the most I’ve ever taken, comparable to that one time with Ian back then.
I didn’t just swallow what was unloaded though. I sucked it out.
The first wave, then the second, before a smaller third one hit.
And I could feel T’s legs perhaps were a abit shaky as he tried to pull back, out of my mouth.
I refused, and continued until I’d sucked every bit juice from him.
Interestingly, there was the slight taste of caffeine in his juice- perhaps from the ice coffee he had earlier.
T collapsed, all sprawled out on the bed, somewhat spread eagle style.
Maybe I’d sucked out all the energy from him along with his juices.
“I can’t feel my legs”
Was T’s shaky remark
And the kitty hadn’t even had sausages for supper yet.
*slurp*
hehehe that thing’s quite useful … all you have to do is stay hard to plug in and park yourself in the right spot
then change spot plug in and park again … hehehe
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Originally Posted by
curiouslala
Wow~
Vibrating ring ah..
Very nice..
Ahahaha..
He’ll be pleased to hear that. Lol
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Originally Posted by
nonSen5es
hehehe that thing’s quite useful … all you have to do is stay hard to plug in and park yourself in the right spot
then change spot plug in and park again … hehehe
He manages to stay sufficiently hard w/o it already..
More of want me to experience it
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Originally Posted by
acidicavex
Wah !!! lingerie, vib ring……. hmmm whatelse will you 2 be playing next
Erh..I’m sure he has his ideas. Lol
But I do feel that little things like this do help to add on to the atmosphere & feel so quite welcome it