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Originally Posted by
SeniSeis
i used to tell my friends, there are no gals there guys do not want.. just that they haven found one..
keep writing ts
dear bro, i agree with you. i found out from a few of my gal friends that they are very willing to offer their pussies to guys who approach them the right way, just that they don’t want to look as if they are loose women in front of their friends…
Anyway i… i think with the media’s and internet’s influence today, most of our sg gals would probably think its OK to follow their heart and feel more ‘open’ about ONS… i can’t blame their behaviour (cos i am one of them), i can only blame our ever ready acceptance and conformity to the false reality and exaggeration the media paints.
“Life is like a always looking for openings and dreading competition. Good night!”
I woke up at 6pm full of life and energy… feeling very certain that the power
must have come from that mystical oriental mask that got my mojo recharged. I then noticed a few messages on my phone, screaming to be read.
Like a little baby detecting a pair of tits nearby, my heart started to race… so many messages, could they be all from M?
First message (from soccer captain): “hi bro, training same time, same place ok? unless there’s rain, see you tmrw!”
Second message (Mum):“Settle dinner yourself”
Third message (from D):“Hello my sweet darling, had a good sleep? Wished you were here to hold me tight”
Fourth message (from D):“LOL btw, thanks for your beauty tips. Hope you like this too.” (She sent me a pic of herself topless, without her face, which she took in her toilet… too bad i had lost my phone otherwise i wouldn’t mind sharing here after some edits).
I felt an instant jolt below caused by an obviously tighter skin triggering a much faster erection time.
Fifth Message (from M): “Wah dont make me drooling ok? I dont know what nonsense openings you are talking about”
Sixth message (from M): “No reply, yawn…”
Seventh message (from M): “Well, i have 3 openings for you if you know which 3 i’m referring to…and they are available only tonight.”
My jaw dropped as i lay on my back clueless, helpless and confused by my own stupid plans. “Boy I’m in deep trouble. Now i cant’t tell her i’m just trying my luck and joking around, right?” i said.
Sensing something rising gradually, i tried to control it with my mind, but i still
see my purplish dick rising up and down violently, nodding like a century old
tortoise. I thought he is trying to give me a sign from heaven… while pointing to the left in the direction … that seems to suggest ‘Bukit Timah’.
I quickly replied ‘available only tonight??’
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dresden
well to me, plain janes become superstars with makeup! so no such thing as plain jane, but chubby girls are still chubby
quite true indeed!
I quickly replied ‘available only tonight??’
M: yea. Text me when you are at the gate. If i don’t see you by seven i’m heading off to party my night away. Mucks.
S: Ok i’m on. Dinner on you.
Moments later, my hp beeped again. She has sent me her address with a message that reads ‘Dinner and tea on you, anything other things i’ll provide.’
Without much hesitation and wasting no time, I changed to a fresh shirt, stuffed my bag with clothes and left home bright and cheery. I’m anticipating something exciting and spicy to happen tonight, like our daring act in her flat moons ago.
Meet her first, have dinner and chat chat over tea. I like M’s fun companionship, her sense of humour, her carefree and easygoing outlook and the lame jokes she generates … well i can be myself and wear slippers or running shorts for all i want and she won’t be bothered one bit.
Maybe animal lovers display more affection? I dont know… all i know is to handle someone like her, I need to put to good use my months of strength training, cardio endurance, speed, agility and combat skills i learnt in the army… I’m going to get a GOLD for my Incredible Penis Proficiency Test!
I’m going to get a GOLD for my Incredible Penis Proficiency Test!
Wearing a black tight pants, M drove her Camry out and we went to Aston that night, followed by coffee and rounds of dirty chats and flirting at Holland V. It was during our walk back to her car that she hinted me to buy some ’essentials’ at 711.
When I cheekily asked what she would like me to buy, she gave me a shock by grabbing my arms and storming straight into the store. I couldn’t recall if anyone inside the store found what they saw weird.
She grabbed a handful of sneakers bars, mineral water, wet tissues, ice cream and condoms. To be exact, she took 3 boxes of condoms, flavoured one…so there were 12 bloody packets of condoms all together and i was beginning to feel scared if she would raped my ass big time tonight…
S: “Thats quite a lot!”
M: “Never tried these flavour before. Can I try?” She hold the boxes in her fat palm in front of my face and shoke the content as if there are sweets inside. I was beginning to feel my horny fetish growing below.
M: “Is this better or this?” she whispered, comparing the brands.
I nodded obediently and I don’t know whether to laugh or to cry. Either she will pin me down, wear the fruity condom on her thick fat thumb and poke my hole as part of her house warming initiation or she is going to blowjob me crazy in those different flavour.
M was standing in front of me at the counter, paying for the any other things which she promised she would provide. I was there checking out her large but firm ass and her surprisingly fair legs.
‘Not too difficult’, i tell myself, rehearsing the likely positions in my mind.
“You want to drive later?” She turned around and faced me, when i told her i just got my license and had no chance to practice on the road.
“Do you know why im letting you drive? So that my hands are free later.”
“Ahuh and what are you going to do?” Like a GPMG, my mind was already firing wild thoughts… Dont tell me she is giving me a blow job? If i lose concentration on driving, I will sure die cock standing.
“Ahuh and what are you going to do?” Like a GPMG, my mind was already firing wild thoughts… Dont tell me she is giving me a blow job? If i lose concentration on driving, I will sure die cock standing.
Has gone for an urgent trip to Shanghai. Hope things are good over the weekend. Here’s your Monday’s Blue installment:
There was an awkward silence as we walked to the car park. I tried acting tough but my heart was racing. It must be the coffee… something that i will never drink at night. Or was i was feeling particularly nervous about my fate 5 mins from now. What will happen inside the car? If we make out inside, Will the car shake? Will the seat spoil? M, being super steady and open as she always has been, is constantly directing me to ’live the moment’ and stop worry too much.
The next moment, i felt her semi muscular arm resting comfortably on my shoulder like a brown bear claiming her supper… very strangely i managed to calm down a little and felt my stiff muscles loosened (my south pole muscle also relaked).
If you remember this movie scene, this is that very ‘moment’ M was expertly directing me to live.
Everything else was history inside the car… I did get to drive her new camry eventually, but there was one condition. M dared me to drive topless and bottomless… No underwear, no pants, only my SAF running shoes, socks, cap and watch. And in return, if i was not stopped by anyone on road, she promised me that she will do whatever i requested for the weekend. No questions asked.
I thought for a second, weighed the risk and possibility of being stopped by police between Holland to Bukit Timah and turned my head to give her a naughty wink. The bet was on. M burst into thunderous laughers, clapped her hands and shout “Thats my Boy! Woohoo!!”
That was the most memorable ride of my life. A memory i shamefully pen down in my top 100 achievements to date. I really felt like a professional gigolo, just that i wasnt told to wear a butt naked leather strap. But it was absolutely thrilling and in-the-bloody-moment!! Luckily no one was looking at us and there was just a few traffic lights to beat. I admit i felt like driving even longer. In the darkness, my dick was reaching out for sunlight at its maximum height of course, esp when it was resting on the seductive leather seats.
In the middle of the journey, M couldn’t resist her urge to caress my smooth penis and kept using her warm palm to cup my balls like protecting them from the air con and weighing them.
M: Wow… you are real smooth. How often you shave?
S: When i’m free i’ll go for waxing. If no time, i’ll shave every morning.
While speaking, I became aware that M has already lowered her head and was facing my penis, holding it gently with her fingers and muttering something, totally ignoring the poor driver’s existence.
M: Smells very good too!
S: oh, would you be surprise if i tell you its smooth like champagne, smells like fruits and taste like Magnum ice cream?
M: “Hahah really? Are you sure? Hmmm…”
S: *keeping silent
Then I felt a warm and super smooth sensation below, followed by the ticklish feel of M’s soft long hair gracing my lap. Without looking down, I knew what she was doing. Both of us were expecting it. Everything was in place and flowed so naturally and smoothly like dessert after dinner in this ‘deal clinching moment’.
“Ahh M…you are soo naughty… Dont stop, it feels good.”
I had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on M’s bobbing head.
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discordpiggy
wahlau eh… Salute u bro!
you not only get “GOLD for my Incredible Penis Proficiency Test!”… also add another award.. for “Best Performance Penis Award”!
btw dragon fruit can replenish blood lost?! i am in need of blood replenishment myself… lol!
anyways… everytime i walked pass the new Starbucks at the basement of the new Ocean Financial Centre i think of you… and your D and M and Ms G…
sorry don’t mind me.
No wonder my eyelid keep blinking cos someone keep walking past starbucks!
Dragon fruit (red one) cannot help you replace blood, but after eating it your poo poo will looks like blood the next day! try it, its shitty fun!
I had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on M’s bobbing head.
M: “Did anyone tell you that your cock actually taste quite nice?”
S: “Haha, no kidding? How does it taste like? No one ever ever sucked my cock before anyway!”
M: Ya you liar! Anyway it actually taste sweet and fresh. Taste like some fruit indeed. You do have a special cock Stabucks." (i smiled).
In between pumps, she looked up at me with her horny eyes while gasp for air and continue to kiss my throbbing veinous cock with her thick fat lips. Knowing i couldn’t last long, i quickly reached out my hands to turn off the radio so the car is filled with only her Dolby surround slurping sound and my heavy moaning.
Lucky she didn’t put her hands on the driver’s window or else onlookers might think we are filming the Singapore version of Titanic…
S: Darling you can stop now, i cant control any more and we are reaching soon.
She immediately sprang upright and started licking off the pre cum around her lips to greet the security guard. I smiled sheepishly at the old chinese guard, feeling very heng that there was no TP and no onlookers, but failing to realise that I was actually in my birthday suit.
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Originally Posted by
HCKing
they might not have the looks and figure but alot of them are good wife material + good bonk mates. like that cannot hiam liao la.
yes bro, indeed. Some of the best and dutiful wives are what my topic describes!
She immediately sprang upright and started licking off the pre cum around her lips to greet the security guard. I smiled sheepishly at the old chinese guard, feeling very heng that there was no TP and no onlookers, but failing to realise that I was actually in my birthday suit.
This was my first time having sex with M. Our earlier session was a toe curling blow job she so darling bestowed me in front of her puppy dog in her flat.
Handling a women her size and height wasnt as difficult as i had imagined it to be, well…except for the part when we were spooning and my hands had to find its way pass the great wall of china to locate her breasts.
And I cant find, im serious. It was difficult in a sense that her tummy fats were all ‘folded’ up when she lay in that position and it took me a while and some embarrassment to realise that i was mistakenly fonding her tummy fats instead of her boobs…
Those love handles and majestic belly fats are the culprits. Another slight confusion was the fact that my dear M literally has no nipples… its weird that they seemed to have ‘blended’ with the boobs and only direct tongue stimulation would awaken those pale coloured door bells.
Is this common among chubby cute girl? Someone clarify? My experience with a chubby malay teacher I met seemed to reinforce my doubt.
In great contrast with my lovely D, who was public-shy and private-vocal, M was the direct opposite. She was obedient (doing whatever I instruct) and super shy (and this shy pussy cannot salivating when it saw a handsome boy face!) Lying there stark naked on her bed, covering her face in embarrassement and lightly parting her legs to reveal a shaved pussy with some little stubs, my ‘virgin’ gave long continuous “OOhs” in her strong low pitch moans when i inserted my middle finger into her warm and well-padded hole.
just when I was inserting another finger in and curling them upwards to rapidly stimulate her G spot, she tightened her legs and it was then i realised i was fingering a monster squiter. Her dynamic fat pussy was squirting forceful jets of transparent liquid onto my palm. Those precious sweet nectar eventually dripped on her bedsheet and formed a circular wet patch. “Help! Somebody come save a beaching whale!” a voice ran in my head.
One hand squeezing her boobs, a cup C, which is small given her frame, my other hand was busying digging and twirling around in her 7 year itch pussy hole. The scent of her horny woman’s juice was unmistakable… Don’t ask me how i know a horny woman smells like that, i just know this special smell.