OK I’m finally back. The past few months has been really busy as I’ve been doing a long distance course, and it isn’t easy for an older guy to study and work at the same time. I have had encounters but have been really too lazy to write about them.
However many things have happened, and I feel I need to get them down, as a form of therapy, if you will. So here I am, back again.
Initially I thought of doing a new post, but that would mean all the past history would be slowly forgotten, which would be some waste.
hence I have decided to continue, but I guess I need to briefly summarise what has since happened.
I have had feedback from my trusted friend that using letters to denote my ladies became rather confusing, so I guess I would have to make up names for them this time around.
My NTU lady, the original star of this post, has long since left for overseas attachment. She sent me a text before leaving, telling me about her departure and also that she would be quitting this after she returns.
My last scheduled meet with her did not happen, I guess she was just too busy getting ready for her trip. Although she asked me for an advance and later said she would try to pay me back as we didnt’t meet, I told her it wasn’t required. After all, we had progressed from being a shy duo, just meeting for nude touching and cuddling, to a situation where we attempted to have sex. That progression of trust from her point, has to mean something, and I guess I can afford to gift her the money.
In the end, we did not manage to have penetrative sex after all, although she consented to giving me oral pleasure.
So who’s left that I have met recently, or I’m still in contact with, and are probably available should I want to meet ?
Sally, the beautiful lady from the classifieds (previously named KS) is still around, but we haven’t met up in quite awhile. I’m busy, she’s busy with exams so it’s quite hard to meet. She’s in sales but I understand she is transitioning to insurance/financial line, and needs to pass exams for it.
Due to the fact I helped her with contact for her sales, she gave me a discount for our next visit, which I have yet to redeem.
Georgina (previously named R) the chubby Malaysian whom I met once at Lavender. She’s a private student (or was) and probably has since graduated. Not too sure as I haven’t met her since before CNY. We keep saying we are going to meet but it always doesn’t materialise, and I suspect she has found another stable SD, but I really don’t know.
Another Malaysian, I call Yan, a single mother of about 27. Met her at Hougang for a meal as she wanted to “size me up’. Subsequently we met once, did it, and haven’t met since, though she still messages me once in a while. She understands I’m busy with lessons so probably when my lessons end it would be easier to arrange. Just today she messaged me asking me for advice on her sore throat.
HZ I long since given up as I feel she became less than keen to meet. So much issues at her work and her bf, I feel it’s better we not keep in touch.
All these ladies were from classifieds, but I have since stopped using the classifieds as the responses generally sucked.
The main stars of this new thread, I met on an app.
The first, a tall really EXOTIC Eurasian who’s really really pretty. I shall call her Coraline. She looks Caucasian, but she has Chinese blood, so I guess she really is Eurasian.
The second, the heartbreak of my story, I shall call Selina, sweet bespectacled, but who eventually brought me sadness and heartache.
OK introductions completed, shall go into details another day.
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Originally Posted by
sionglim
Pretend going to accountncy library.
See girl
Ehhh I think you can see for yourself I don’t need to
This is a disclaimer
There are those who think all this is not true. There are those who don’t care and just enjoy the read. Whatever it is, as long as it’s respected I’m fine.
You may ask why ..
It serves as memories to me. Some good. Some bad.
It serves as a documentation of what I have done.
It’s never meant to boast. To hurt those I’ve been with. It’s not meant to show off
Read with an open mind and don’t judge me or the ladies please
Pls don’t ask for contacts please don’t ask for details. I’m not a pimp and these girls are not human beings. Not objects to trade or traffick
Please don’t ask me for the sites I used. I’m not marketing sites
I must be damn naive to think emotional attachment and good memories meant anything in a sugar relationship.
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Originally Posted by
sionglim
yeah
Hou lan wai er.
so many classified gals.
Huh ???? What’s that?
OK I shall try to update in a chronological fashion.
Lay, my previous photoshoot model had been asking me for meets. I suspect that being a parent in Singapore is really expensive and any side income, especially where the sex is enjoyable, is a bonus.
We finally managed to arrange a meet after some difficulty arranging a mutually acceptable timing.
On the day of the meeting, I was somewhat frustrated to learn that she had been delayed at work. It would probably cut into our session duration, resulting in a pretty rushed job, which I really dislike. I absolutely hate bonk-and-go sessions, preferring to take it slow.
When she finally arrived, I was already a bit annoyed. I guess it must have somewhat affected my mood, as I found this time round the session doesn’t seemed as enjoyable. Another factor might have been the thrill of bonking someone I once knew had worn off.
I found that somehow her complexion had gotten much worse, affecting my enjoyment somewhat (I’m a visual guy).
Lay’s oral skills were still rather so-so, but she was just as loud during the session, if not more so. I was pretty sure we could be hard by the China guy cleaning the rooms as his trolley was along the corridor, as well as by the occupants in the 2 rooms beside ours.
As of today, Lay is still asking me for meetups, which I must admit, I don’t put in much effort to arrange.
Yan is someone I met from the app, working in Kovan area. She insisted on a meal before we got into details. So on an afternoon after my night shift, I made my way down to Kovan for a lunch date with her.
We met an obscure café near Kovan. She didn’t order to eat, so we ended up just having a drink.
In that hour or so of conversation, I gathered she was separated with a kid. She was doing this mainly for income and I suspect, for a bit of emotional connection. I guess being separated can be quite a lonely business, especially for a young woman. After all, the need for physical intimacy is a legitimate need for both men and women.
However I did not really feel a connection between us both, and I was told she was meeting another person to decide whom to meet. I did not put much hope in this encounter.
I asked Yan how her meetup with the other guy was, and it appeared it was rather normal, and she actually said our conversation was much better.
I didn’t give it much thought after that.
After some time, Yan actually consented to meet up again. (This was sometime back so I can’t really remember who initiated the meet). However she agreed to meet for a session of intimacy.
This was one of the first times I had met someone after having met her previously for a chat first, so it felt rather weird. It’s almost as if, after meeting up for chats, you tend to know the person better, unlike the encounters you meet straight away for intimacy.
The encounter was surprisingly good, we immediately proceeded to strip, frenching all the while, before proceeding for showers. Yan had a good figure for her age, not chubby and with nice proportionate boobs. The only issue I had was that she wasn’t shaved, and while I am ususally fine with natural hair, she was extremely bushy, which did not look appealing given her rather slim build.
The sex was good, although I found her penchant at calling me “Daddy” all the while a little bit disturbing. As I am no longer young, there are times when coming is a little bit difficult. Yan agreed to give me a blow to help, and I must admit, her blowing was good.
Since that session, I have only met her once just for lunch. While we are supposed to meet, I don’t know why I feel a sense of inertia at arranging something. Perhaps the magic is just not present, with her.