Mr Shades:
I used my fingers to spread the sauce evenly on the cock.
Then without his asking, I proceed to lick his cock slowly and suck on it .
Mr Shades was turned on my action. He rested on the bed for me to continue my special service.
It was a sweet and salty feel on the blowjob. But it tasted quite alright for me. A word of caution is that you should not blowjob with a full stomach as you might vomit out if the cock did not taste right!
As the cock got bigger and bigger, Mr Shades started to feel the urge to bang me. He went for the washroom to wash away the sauce and returned back to me. We french kiss again before he returned his favour to lick my pussy.
His tongue was delicate in licking and I could feel the sensation building on me.
I started to moan in pleasure and signaled him to carry on to make me high.
He did not have a condom with him. But I allowed him to enter me raw since I believed he was safe and the fact that I went for health check regularly. I must admit sometimes when you were too horny you would not bother about safety measures.
Mr Shades started to pump me hard and harder. He grabbed my boobs and squeezed them for more pleasure. I guess somehow men really liked squeezing boobs or even burying their whole face between them.
There wasn’t any special position tried during intercourse but sex was good especially when the guy’s stamina was good.
The whole thing lasted an hour or so, with him ejaculating out his load onto my boobs. We cuddled abit and washed up before leaving.
Mr Shades and I met a few more occasions for sex. I didn’t expect to do more with him actually. But we did not become fuck buddies as I was not so keen on the idea. After he found one model he met on pageant contest to become his regular fuck buddy, we stopped meeting anymore.
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TS are you taking part in the contest this week at Bugis Junction?
FYI.
Matthew Wally, SgVideoman, Paul Ang, Edwin Lim the old man, Shahril Nsync, Ishardi Anti-Hero, Steven Neo , Andy Lee, Kenneth , JA Chew, Thomas Edison, Matt Zhang, xtemujin, Edwin Lim the young man, and a few more Thai photographers are likely going for both days.
so many names… any pictures to see?
I am involved in contest but not this for sure.
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thomas88
Ignore him and continue your story please. This thing will not stop as there’s no more zapping in this section which makes it a shoot as and when you like
I agrees with MoJoe313 that you continue. You have plenty of fans here too and I’m one of them.
Remember to up me then. thanks!
Chapter 11: Mr Cinema
Mr Cinema works as a cinema projectionist (in simple terms, an operator that works on those big machines that display your movies on the screen when you bring your girls to watch).
Photography is his interest somehow, even though I usually only see pictures of event models on his Facebook. Occasionally, I can see pictures of him with local actors or actresses when he worked as cameo in local dramas (from what I knew, usually those without lines, just walking as passerby and seriously, I think the production costs seems super low budget when you see almost the same passersby for different dramas.
So one day, Mr Cinema and I were chatting online when he suggested to bring me to his workplace for a secret tour as his colleague was delayed on his overseas trip for some urgent matter so he would be covering his duties on his behalf. It sounded as a fresh idea to me as I had never been to the projection room of a cinema before.
So we arranged to meet the very next day. I wore a red tube and black miniskirts out as I had a casting to attend later.
Mr Cinema gave me instructions on how to avoid the security cameras and where to meet him so that he could bring me inside the projection room. Somehow I felt a little excited as it remembered me of the fear of getting caught by teachers when I did petting with my school mate in a girl’s toilet.
So after reaching the place, I met Mr Cinema nearby the stairs, he brought some snacks and drinks and held my hands to walk up slowly to the workplace. He opened the doors and led me to a big room.
“Find yourself somewhere to sit while I prepared for the movies to be shown.”
I walked around and saw all those big big machines. There were lots of cables, server like machines and some other high equipment that got me confused.
I was surprised how creepy and empty the place could be there were only two of us.
“Is it only one person working in this big room everyday ?” I asked.
“Not really, usually there were three to four people, but as time is early today so only I would be around with you. Not to worry too much as the other two usually reach 3 to 4 pm.” Mr Cinema replied with his back facing me.
So after 15 minutes or so, Mr Cinema had completed his check and preparation. He brought me to the view where we could see the cinema below. The movie that was about to show was some comedy movie which I could not remember the title.
Then Mr Cinema started to tell me those old scary stories that happened before in the room. I felt a bit scared somehow as the content was quite frightening (shall not say out here as this is a sex story not ghost story).
“Don’t say anymore la… I am scared…” I asked Mr Cinema to stop…
Mr Cinema did not stop but made those ghostly sound further more. It frightened me more that it made me feel like going to ladies…
“Wow, the Ladies is quite far from here as usually only guys working here.” Mr Cinema then showed me where to go. I wanted him to accompany me but as he had to ensure the movie was smooth, I had to go myself.
It was a lonely corridor and even though there was no security camera, I felt a pair of eyes watching me from far somehow. I hurried up and located the Ladies soon.
Inside the Ladies, I felt even more frightened as I recalled some of the details of the ghost stories Mr Cinema had told me. I was all alone inside the Ladies and the air was still with my breathing sound.
Just as I was inside the cubicle, I heard some soft walking sounds outside. Then it was silence.
My heart started to beat faster….
Mr Cinema:
I felt scared to open the cubicle door by myself and started to feel panic. The good thing was that I brought my handphone along so I called Mr Cinema for rescue.
Within 3 minutes or so, Mr Cinema rushed over and entered the Ladies after making sure no one was else around . He knocked on my door, “Cat , are you inside?”
I opened the door with a relief.
“Why you so coward one?” Mr Cinema laughed.
“Because of you la! Tell me those scary stories…” I gave a sad face.
“Wow, so long never enter the Ladies already.” Mr Cinema remarked.
“What? You entered Ladies before? What for? Peep at women changing ar?” I asked in a cheeky tone.
“No la, not peeping so pervertic la… Just making out with my ex girl friend…”
Mr Cinema replied and laughed.
Somehow he brushed my hair and asked “So you got do with your boyfriend in Ladies before?”
I nodded, “Just petting only…”
“Dare to try more now?” he asked eagerly and try to hug me.
“Don’t want la… I shy….” I tried to avoid his hugs and wanted to go out of the Ladies. But he dragged me back to the cubicle and locked the door.
Mr Cinema started to kiss me on the side of the ears and down the neck. He proceed to kiss me on the lips. His hands were busy as well. He pulled down my red tube and started to fondle my breasts.
Soon he started to lick them as well while his fingers moved down to my panties to finger me.
I was wet already in such situation but as I still did not feel safe in the toilet, I stopped him and asked him to bring me back to the projection room instead after adjusting my tube.
After reaching the projection room, Mr Cinema brought me back to the view where we could see the show. The show already started and there were less than 20 people in the cinema since it was before noon.
The place was somehow the darkest place in the projection room. So perhaps it was why audience could not see us even if they stood up and turned back. I wanted to confirm on this, but Mr Cinema started to behave naughty again.
His hands started to fondle my boobs after pulling down my tube again. This time he acted faster, as he pulled down my panties and his pants as well.
I started to play with his revealing cock and gave it a few sucks only as I had a slight sore throat. From his pant pocket, Mr Cinema pulled out a pack of condom and asked me to put it on for him.
We kissed and Mr Cinema asked me to position myself properly by holding on to some grips on the wall so that we could watch the show together while we made love.
He entered my pussy slowly in the darkness and started to pump me slowly. I wanted to moan out loud but I was afraid of alerting the audience or anyone that passed by the projection room.
But somehow, Mr Cinema started to pump me harder and harder that I could not help but gave a big moan suddenly. (Sorry to those who had accidentally hear it in the theater. I am not too sure if the theater was sound proof or not).
We did not watch the movie entirely as some way during the show, Mr Cinema lacked the stamina and wanted me to do missionary position on the cold hard floor instead. But it was still good sex.
It was a happy ending to the movie by the time we ended our sex. But as he cummed out on my boobs, I had to head back to home in cab to wash up again before heading for my casting.
P.S. I still do not understand why can’t guys just cum inside the condoms but have to put it out and cum all over us… Maybe you guys can comment on your reason…
Since Star Awards Show 1 just ended, maybe I should write the next chapter with one star shooter that I had a night with him one year back.
Feeling so angry…. a copycat named TripleX basically copied all my stories and posted them on another forum.
Really want to send this copycat to SPCA to get him castrated.
Why your mother never teach you not to copy work of other people?
super losers. only losers copy works of others since they cannot produce anything nice.
thank you to one of my readers for alerting me.
I do not know should I continue posting here or not as I do not wish my stories to be spread to other forum.
Any suggestions?
Chapter 12: Mr StarShooter
Was reading the entertainment newspapers as I was too bored at home. All the black face reports and the win all reports got me laughed out loud.
Surely there is one big winner who benefited from all these reports, earning more revenue from all sides.
It seems like what Mr StarShooter had told me was really the truth. There was always a plan to sacrifice someone in the show when things got screwed up along the way.
Remembered few months back, a group of people made a wrong decision in choosing the finalists for some award and all the media started to attack on them and thus someone needed to clean things up so that a good image could be maintained. Good image is required to sell your stuff.
So according to Mr StarShooter, the wise holy aunties from the department decided to come out with innovative plans to spice up everything such that almost everyone could be pleased… But someone needed to be a scapegoat, someone powerful enough such that all the blames even though all on that person , that person could still tahan.
So somehow, I guessed most of the photographers involved, including Mr StarShooter had to start taking pictures of the scapegoat to portray the black face. A minority would take some cheerful pictures in case Plan A failed.
Think about it. They had the power to control so many angles… So why it seems things turned out the wrong way. Even the results were so weird to be consistent. It was definitely an obvious way to please one side of the angry party.
Anyway, there is still part two to come. so I couldn’t guess much how things would go.
Going back to my own story, I knew Mr StarShooter when I was doing some welcoming guests job which they invited some stars for opening ceremonies.
If I was not wrong, Mr StarShooter was the team head of The Three Musketeers in the industry. Each of them was responsible for shooting pictures for various fanclubs, which some even involved Hongkong and Taiwan.
Mr StarShooter was already very popular among female fans when I first met him as they would greet him and gave a proper position for him in the front row to shoot even though he was late. I saw a young girl even hugged him somehow.
He asked me for my contacts when the event was over that day which was quite a surprise for me.
So when we started to communicate, he asked me out for a shoot.
It was a lingerie shoot, which he told me it was for his own personal collection. Feeling curious, I asked him, “How come you still want to shoot girls like me who are not popular at all, when you can shoot so many celebrities?”
“Girl… Think about this. If everytime, you shoot all the aging ladies who are 30 years and above , would you feel shiok or not? Of course there is a need for me to balance out by shooting sexy young girls like you la!”
I laughed out loud. “You so bad! How can you insult all these stars….”
“Why not? They are famous just because there are silly fans who willing to donate money for voting… Once they get married or have babies, everything will be back to square one for them.
I shoot so many for years already, so I know the pattern. You can be very popular when you are still in your prime age, but when your boobs and looks start to sag…Your lead roles will start to become auntie roles.”
So much truth…. I was in deep thoughts somehow when I heard these words… Maybe many years down the road, no one would even hire me for lingerie shoot or even a normal fashion shoot…
“What are you thinking, sweetie? We are now in the midst of lingerie shoot!” Mr StarShooter waved in front of me to get back my attention.
(to be continued)
It has been a long time since I logged in.
Lots of things happened. Laptop crashed and I kind of busy to get a new one.
Working hard at events as well as having crazy sex with different photographer.
Yes, I have achieved my target of 50 photographers on the new year eve.
I am not sure if I want to continue my stories here since TripleX from GB forum has been copying non stop since day 1.
Hope everyone is doing great and see you at Motorshow 2016!
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ahseng00
I play Pokemon go too , let’s play together !
I can play on my own.