Not all pussies are within reach. My closing rate is usually 30 percent. Some like me but play hard to get just to see if i will pluck stars for them, some pulled out of the game last minute, some are scared to commit for fear of rejection, some are always feeling suspicious, some are adventurous but see me no up cos i not rich, tall or long.
I used to be concerned about how pussies view me but I matured and learned to let go a lot, especially my pride. My immediate past ceo, a shanghainese lao jiao, mentored me well: ’the more you let go of yourself, the more u accept others. The more u value people, the more u can add value to people".
I applied the same to every single pussies I encountered. Big, small, narrow, wide, tasteless, ccb, bald, hairy, black, wrinkled etc… But there is one particular type of pussy that I respect most…. Pussies that trust you, stick with you through thick and thin and love you all the way. Pussies with an open mind, gentle, feminine and beautiful.
My dearest L is a classic lady, who has all these qualities. This explains why she’s with me after soooo many years. To me, she is the ultimate pussy goddess. None I met ever come close…
To be continued…
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BK4ever
this is a really nice story, more of it will be great ts.
Thanks bro
Stunningly beautiful, L was an ex-competitive dancer who won multiple international awards. Her mixed Chinese-Filipino-Spanish lineage gave her mesmerising eyes and features and a crazy hot body, shaped by years of dance training. Hourglass, excellent body proportion and symmetry. She looks like Anne Hataway, 70 percent resemblance. Big eyes, wide lips and golden brown skin.
Befriended her in a rundown beachside cafe on a business trip in Kerala 6 years ago. She was wearing a bright yellow singlet and jeans. And wore a floral perfume. In her late 20s already backpacking across Asia, wandering solo to see the world and searching for the meaning of life. This was against the decision of her mother, a Filipino Chinese, but her rebellious streak got the better of her. L came from a rich family, her father owned islands, mountains and parcels of lands in the Philippines…. But a dispute at home left her surviving outside despite her siblings pleas for her return.
Singapore was her next holiday destination, afterwhich she was to return to UK where she resumed her business degree. We shared a small table, enjoyed fresh coconut and I introduced myself. Our conversation flow like water and neither of us could keep our eyes off each other under the windy keralan sky. The more we chatted the more we want to discover. I asked if she had a bf, she said she didn’t need one. I shot her a wtf look. She slapped my arms and giggled.
We spent the entire day travelling together. She hopped onto my van (prearranged by client for my sightseeing) and we visited markets, fishing activities, churches and cool mountains). It was like a lovers outing. It really felt very special, for me at least! Because our hotels are walking distance apart, we met up for dinner at an dimly lit, open-air restaurant along the busy street. I was surprised she appeared in a loose blue top, exposing her giggly boobs and butterfly tattoo on her back. She smiled shyly, her eyes piercing into mine, my heart melted 10 times over.
At that point in time, I have only one regret in life. Other than not being filial to my dad before he passed on when I was in NS, my only regret was to propose to my gf prematurely, a girl whom I wasnt even sure about marrying. If only I had known L earlier…. If only.
Thanks for the encouragement. L’s story will be slightly longer than usual since she’s my dearest of pussies…
We were super relaxed under the cover of darkness. I sat beside her. The soft rock, gentle breeze and smooth wine tempted me to lean over, grab her waist and seal my lips with hers. Im sure she could tell from my gaze that I was longing for her touch. I wanted her real bad. Sex or no sex, kiss or no kiss, I wanted her to be mine. Our chemistry was too strong to resist or deny. I settled the bill, held her smooth hand (for the first time) and strolled her along the busy streets.
I didn’t know where I was heading I just didn’t wanna let her go. It didn’t feel ‘right’ to ask her stay over for the night. I didn’t want to ruin it all by suggesting stupid idea. For a brief moment, I zoned out…but I was pulled back to reality by a strong tug on my arm that nearly made me trip. L pulled me towards her and our lips met. It was a sweet moment. Our mind and body connected by her soft, fleshy lips. She hugged me as my hand caressed her ballarina butt.
L was open-minded but shy despite her western influence. She stopped, pushed me away. No more bodily contact… Until we were behind closed door in my room, with my hands roaming wilder as she wiggled to my every touch. I lay her gently on bed, took off her thin sheer top to reveal a pair of well-defined and tanned tits. My tongue found its way to her long hard nipples which I sucked and pinched with excitement. Panty stripped, headed south, licked her to orgasm and made an effortless plunge into her baby smooth pussy.
Entry was very wet, warm and slippery but she was very very tight (I will explain why in my following post). No, I didn’t rob her of her virginity, but I did, with her permission and for my first time, cum raw inside her love hole. This magical sensation redefined our understanding of “making love”. We enjoyed it thoroughly and hugged each other into slumber.
The next day we were practically newlyweds honeymooning in foreign land. We were very comfortable together and trusted each other enough to share our deepest secrets. L revealed that I was her first bf. I did not believe her. Independent and self-sufficient, she did not need one, though many had tried to court her, among whom included rich Caucasians and playboys. L revealed she also had a son (delivered via c-section), which sufficiently explained the little scar I spotted on her belly, her young maiden figure and her super tight pussy.
It was unfortunate that she made one small mistake in life…. had a one night stand at a disco in her teens. That coward, a 23 year old punk was uncontactable as soon as he found out she was pregnant, leaving her to face the consequences. Despite the shame and persistent coercion to abort, she gave birth, entrusted her son to the care of her elder sisters and continued to pursue her passion for dancing, which earned her fame on the global stage. Years later, she had a big fight with her father, who forced her to marry his Japanese-American business partner. She ran away from home and never thought of returning. Sounds like tv drama? My mouth opened from big, bigger, biggest, as I listened.
My second stunt hit me hard, when I confessed to her about my fiancée. I told L I regretted my rush, foolish engagement just to taste true love, though I knew she wasn’t the one for me…. I felt even more certained when L came into my life. I apologised to L as guilt gripped my conscience. I shouldn’t have…made a move on her yesterday.
“It’s ok, i understand,” L said. She probably felt my ingenuity and said she’s willing to stick with me, whether I remain single or choose to get married, for as long as I want her around… “But please… don’t break her heart.” I hugged her right there and then. My heart shrank. I was speechless. No words could come out of my mouth even now, as I recalled what she had said. What have I done to deserve such angel?
I felt like a cheapskate who had shortchanged L. How the fuck did I have the audacity to bed a girl and then tell her I’m engaged the next day? I wished she would find a better person who will love deeply and protect her, but I didn’t wana let her go… If I did, it would probably be my biggest regret in life.
Took leave to receive L at Changi a few days later. She has never left my mind since kerala. It was a refreshing sight to see my babe again, standing at a respectable 1.7m, long waivy curls, wearing light make up and her usual expensive perfume, a handful of which she likes to bring along in her accessory bag wherever she goes. Always cheery and sunny, L scruffled my hair, put her straw hat on my head and gave me a light peck. We had toast (she’s a very small eater but she loves seafood) and headed straight to mbs, where she would be staying for the next 3 nights. All expenses paid, she warned me not to fork out a cent, except for drinks and light bites.
I brought her to gardens by the bay which she thoroughly enjoyed and spent almost a full day at USS and sentosa. She likes Singapore, I could tell. I enjoyed myself too, especially at mbs infinity pool. It was my first staycation there and I was thrilled. Believe it or not, we also visited the casino. L stunt me (again) by first playing black jack, and then went on her lucky streak for a good few rounds. She kept laughing at my amazement. She went hysterical when I queried about her big time mafia background. She has been playing poker and don’t know what other games with her siblings since young, trained by their father. They were also super drinkers, who could drink from night to morning. Scary.
Sex with her was the highlight of my staycation. But my dear girl felt weird having her armpits licked and fondled. She complied though. I found her hesitant giggles very seductive whenever I lifted her arms for a surprise sniff. I also enjoy hearing her soft responsive moan during sex, which attested to the skills of my tongue and cock. But what I luvvvvvv most was to able to cum raw inside her, every single time. L has been taking contraceptive pills for years, after the birth of her son. The pills help stabilise her hormone levels and induce menses, I was told. Not wearing caps has its disadvantages… Troublesome, must put a towel underneath or must change bedsheets. Well, not that I mind.
L is managing different business today, no longer dancing as her life priority has changed. Finished her MBA, set up a list of digital stores, sell clothes, fashion accessories and organic healthcare products. Capable lady with a kind heart. Now staying with her sister who owns a chain of supermarket in Philippines. Reconciled with father, visits her son every now and then. She also visits Singapore, once a month, for business, and of course, pleasure. This place has already become her second home. She has already become my second wife.
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Sevilla
Excellent stuff TS, please continue..
Thanks bros for all your support and patience! I tried to condense L’s story to as short as possible, try not to bore you. but because she means a lot to me, i wanted to write more for my own sweet memory and recollection in future
I intened to pen 2-3 long ones too, next time, but rest assured the upcoming ones will be shorter. Once again, thanks for reading!
Met ex colleague Snow for high tea last week. Worked same company years ago, I from sales and marketing, she investors relations. Knew her pattern, working style and attitude, always offend people from every department, the ladies esp dislike her… but she specialises in por lanpar, her English filyfele, climb fast, now IR director, salary smelly smelly 15k. Puzzled how we clicked, personality big gap. Early 40s, loves xiaolongbao, vinegar and everything china, including serial, talkshow and matchmaking shows. She still single today, you can imagine why. Everytime i see her face, a vinegar taste appears in my mouth, I don’t know why.
Super fair - white plus yellowish kinda fair. Singaporean, but her sexy skin can put any Chinese and Japanese to shame. Very tempting. Another reason I find her steamy is her juicy thick lips and laochio face. Love to wear cheongsam show off slim waist. Her swaying butt caused a lot of traffic jam below among tiko guys like us…. Also caused hatred and jealousy among the girls. But heaven is fair her tits really CMI… small like xiaolongbao. She’s ain’t my fb, we always flirt but no sex. Not that she didn’t want, but I die die dun cross line, once involved sure difficult to escape. Once I was rushing AGM report, most left office. She returned from gym, walked into my cubicle, chit chat, lifted both arms over her head, revealed her snow white armpits, waiting for my reaction. I bey tahan almost cum, cant maintain eye contact with her, too sexy
Knew my soft spot, having caught me stealing glances at other girls lovely pits during meetings when they tie hair.
One Friday evening, begged me follow her go sing K to destress, her favourite past time. I can’t sing no shit but went along, entertain her cos nobody wana out with her, not even the guys. I just treat her like jiejie, let her sayang me, treat dinner and listen to her petty complaints. In room, sang her lungs out, good singer good voice. I clapped hand and waved like clown, pour her more beer until she threw herself on my lap and sucked me lips my non stop. I half drunk felt brave. My first or second time at ktv, dun even know whether got cctv. Since dark enuf, no care much. Reached out hands, grabbed her neh neh and kneaded playfully for full minute. She moaned in mic like lelong sale, but I felt nothing there except her padded bra.
Still texting Snow weekly basis. Nothing but more gossips from her. Hope she can find her dream guy one day, one who will admire her chinawind, her snow white skin and xiaolongbao.
Recently cut ties with a maid. She has been one of my 4 old concubines 四大天后。Sticked with me for about 5 years, but in between confessed she once kissed a nepali in cinema. I am sure she had betrayed her emperor by ‘kissing’ many more guys. I broke up with her once but gave chance cos heart soft, pity her. But she enjoys taking my kindness for granted. I assured her, never will she be able to find another guy who treats her as nice. Have to admit I’m writing this sharing with boiling temper, partly outta stress at work, partly outta anger when I recalled the things I did for the her out of friendship and sympathy.
Mary was once a very nice lady. She’s a 7 overall. Big eyes, pleasant face, straight hair, average height, large but hanging boobs, easy going personality. Overall, quite likeable. Her character also matched mine, according to horoscope. Ok I’m big time believer. As you already know I have enough biodata to predict and analyse relationships trends. (This one, gemini born in year of pig compatible with me). Met her many years ago at a foodcourt in Orchard, she was alone. I asked to share table, start a convo, found out she just met an Indian online chatter, but he left (probably she didn’t wana follow him to hotel) leaving her to kill time as she had no friends, no money to do anything before she goes back at 6pm. She looked so pitiful sitting there like a lost puppy. I got her number, brought her to movie and made her fall head over heels for me in 2 hours.
Mary was half Indian half pinoy. Had a cute 5 year old daughter with her ex Bangladeshi bf, who now works in Middle East. She also married a Caucasian guy in the Philippines… Messy relationship. Unlike most maids I know, Mary is very poor in handing and managing money. Does not set aside savings, either remit all or nothing. Give her $100 and she’ll buy clothes for friends, go for good meal and next moment complain no money for top ups or ezlink. Sibei jialat. She changed drastically in the past 6 months when she returned from Philippines. Became emotional, insecure and suspicious. I believe she is actively meeting other guys. Found her on skout, she’s always online.
What I like about her is her blowjob skills. Superrrr! Should be best among all my maids. Her tongue is long and pointy and she really knows how to twist, lick and flick to tease my balls and ass. Her lips, though thin, is another pleasure tool for my dick, which she sucked till I creamed. But I got numbed to our sex. Her pussy too loose. Either due to birth or over stretched by her angmo husband. I must fuck very violently for her to cum. Strange as it sounds, and there’s nothing wrong with my nose, her pussy smells like noodles. Yes, like a weird noodle smell… She also has Bo which cannot be washed away, even with soaps. Wonder if it has anything to do with her diet. She likes heavy carbs like rice and bread.
Anyways, split also good for me. No more mind games. I will sure miss her licking though, hope to find someone who has same skills and looks…. Of course, horoscope must match too
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Cash8877
keep on sharing this story TS, it’s really nice.
Thanks for enjoying my sharing bro. Response here lukewarm. Maybe my life story not as colourful like 007.