***thanks for those that have been enjoying my stories, & have been staying tuned patiently so far. i greatly appreciate those comments that some of you have messaged me about. for other weird requests proposed, i am sorry for not replying to them. anyway, here’s the continuation part to my story. i shall continue on the narration of my sexual ventures with MT once again. enjoy, guys. ^_^
attached at that time & preferring things that way, we made a “perfect” arrangement, in which we would still be friends but fucked every now & then. since neither of us were a hopeless romantic & both tend more towards cold realism, it worked perfectly fine for us. i guess this was what we orginally thought as well. however, reality was just very much different. our circumstances changed & we were no longer the same. anyway, i shall let the story unfold slowly.
after the first uncompleted fuck, the next few weeks were a blur of pleasures. both of us met up with one another & fucked at every possible opportunity. we also experimented endlessly, trying out as many positions as we could. & we did it at almost anywhere that was safe enough, in our personal opinions. when i was with him each time, i was in a constant state of arousal. the feeling was like two long-lost lovers meeting for the first time, after years of separation. it was marvellous.
now, let me proceed to the core of today’s story.
it was a friday night. MT & i arranged to meet up once again. & this time round, we wanted to have a quiet environment for a heart-to-heart talk. once in awhile, we would have a open talk with one another, sharing our problems/burdens in life. often in life, when someone asked you: “how are you today?” you would normally reply: “i am fine” even thou problems are clouding your mind. so both of us wanted to be ourselves & share. so there we were at sembawang park jetty, sitting down, chatting & enjoying the cool breeze.
time passed by quickly. it was nearing midnight then, lesser & lesser people were around the area. MT & i started leaning closer to one another, one of his hands were hugging around my waist tightly whereas the other hand was on my lap. the warmth spreaded around my body. after some time, his hand was moving up my breasts & he gave it a light squeeze. my body shuddered in response & i arched my body slightly. i liked it & he was aware too. MT began rubbing in circles outside my shirt gently. in fact, i wanted more. thus, i took the initative to move his hand right to my panty. i whispered in a horny tone to him, “finger me pleaseeee….” & he did.
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trekk
oh glamourist!!! spicy!!! i havent met a gal asking me to finger her like what u asked in ur story… hot!!! n wet!!!
then you are missing out. sex should be mutual between both parties. & defintely if i want a guy to finger me, i will either direct him or tell him.
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yinyang
Meeting of minds.. and bodies?
Eloquence, indeed
perhaps. since MT & i click so well in & out of bed.
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sean69
sooo… can i date you to meet at sembawang park???
i thought you wanna date me to makan only?
using his hand, he slided my panty to one side. my pussy was already wet & so his fingers went in quite easily. then MT started rotating his fingers inside, as well as, in & out alternatively. however, it was quite slow in my opinion. so i was moaning under my breath, “finger me harder, harder. i want it hard & deep.” with my request, he proceeded to do just that. he started finger-fucking my pussy hard, till the sound of the juices could be heard. argh, i was trying moaning controllably.
i wanted to be fucked. to be fulfilled in every sense, right outside. but i knew it was pretty much unsafe, doing it there & then. so i told him to find another spot before we continue on. within a few minutes, we found a place. just nice; not too bright & not too dark. it was under the shelter. so i hastened to stripped all my clothes & very soon, i was standing there nude like a new-born. my nipples were rock-hard. at that moment, i was real frightened & excited cause anyone who passed by could see me. but what’s sex without thrill?
meanwhile, MT was unzipping his pants & pulling his underwear down. his prick sprung out from his pants & of cause, it was already in the stand-by mode. without wasting any time, he bent me against the pillar. my hands were spread, giving me support. his hands moved down my sides, over to my hips, to my thighs. leaning close to my ears, he whispered, “i need to fuck you”. i closed my eyes & moaned lightly. i loved it when he took total control over me, not giving me an option at all. my blood was pounding, my pussy was wet & i am aching for him.
leaning against me, MT pushed me harder against the pillar. i could feel his dick pressing at my butt. it was driving me crazy. with his feather-light fingers, he was teasing my nipples. as his fingers moved over the nubs, they hardened even more, almost in pain. every nerve in my body was practically alive. i just kept moaning, “ahhhhhhhh, fuck me pleaseeeeeeee.” i was imaging how his dick would feel, filling me up. by now, the fear of being seen was gone. but he simply refrained & said, “i will fuck you when i am ready.” damm, my juices was coating my thighs by then.
***will be continued.
all of sudden, he spread my butt & then he thrusted his throbbing dick into my pussy. i cried out in surprise, my body shaking & tensing as he continued slamming into my cunt. i was wild, moaning & grunting, pushing against him. his dick was all i was centered on, nothing else. MT mumbled, “moan louder, let everyone hear your moaning. let everyone see that i am fucking you.” with his stimulating words, i started moaning even much louder than before. MT fucked me with short, hard bursts, slapping his balls against me. argh, finally i came, my muscles gripping him tightly, holding him. my head was feeling alittle dizzy from the peak that i reached.
keeping his cock within me, he lifted my left leg up. this made his cock went in even further. MT was fucking me real hard down, pulling his cock all the way out & plunging it in once again. i felt another organsm tore through me. i was biting hard on my lips this time, & then shuddered. then, i could feel his cock erupting inside me, filling me with his hot cum as he pushed deeper & deeper. finally, he took it out of my hole.
our juices dripped down my legs soon after. it was weird feeling with the stickiness between my thighs to my knees. quickly, i wore back my clothes, except for my panty. i was afraid that the juices would stained it. & after that, both of us then proceeded back to the car, hand in hand. in fact, i was giggling to him that my body was all coated with his smell. whereas he wasn’t. & it wasn’t fair at all. so once back inside the car, i took a few pieces of tissues to wipe up the juices. & guess what i did? i rubbed the tissue coated with the juices all over his hands & shirt. after satisfied with my handiwork, i leaned back onto the car-seat cozily. MT was trying to put on a stern face, but i knew that he wouldn’t mind that much. i just looked at him, with a silly grin on my face.
argh, what a night it was!
***will continue tonight.
***this is the last part of the story.
some of you might actually think, what would happen if he was to go back home with his stained shirt or smell? would his wife find out? usually, he would not close the car windows while he’s driving in order to get ride of the smell. or he would be smoking quite alot before he got home to cover the smell of sex. or we would proceed to a nearby prata-shop to eat some pratas before we headed back, & ooops! some parts of his shirt would be stained with curry.
in fact, most women are really sensitive in nature. alittle difference in the arrangement of the front passenger seat, few strands of hairs or smell within the car, women can really picked it up. or rather spot the difference! ^_^ be safe, than sorry.
p/s: with regards to the “raw” issue which some of you have been saying about, & i bet with the ending of this story, someone would be saying this once again, raw? no condom? yes, for him i didn’t use condoms during the whole of the affair. & i allowed him to shoot him sometimes, with my consent.
& i was attached at that time, but i wasn’t fucking with my “virgin” boyfriend. so there wasn’t any issue of fucking with two guys, unprotected. cause it’s a golden rule that at any one time, i should only be fucking one raw. & up to date, the number is less than 7, despite having countless of partners.
***stay tuned to my next story: on the expressway.
yoz sis.. its another great post.. bring on more.. by the way, i like the avatar you had put.. you have great features and nice brown nips.. you are sure one hot and pretty lady.. it would sure be an honour to be able to have a date with you.. looking forward to read more from you soon..
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glamourist
if you be the photographer.
Sure any time!
If it floats your boat, it floats mine.
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glamourist
***this is the last part of the story.
p/s: with regards to the “raw” issue which some of you have been saying about, & i bet with the ending of this story, someone would be saying this once again, raw? no condom? yes, for him i didn’t use condoms during the whole of the affair. & i allowed him to shoot him sometimes, with my consent.
& i was attached at that time, but i wasn’t fucking with my “virgin” boyfriend. so there wasn’t any issue of fucking with two guys, unprotected. cause it’s a golden rule that at any one time, i should only be fucking one raw. & up to date, the number is less than 7, despite having countless of partners.
***stay tuned to my next story: on the expressway.
Hmmm, why that golden rule? Sloppy seconds seems to give apes a greater sense of satisfaction, I think some guys appreciate that too.
Will be in anticipation of your expressway story, though its should be rather dodgy now with all the cameras along the streets.
upcoming story: on the expressway
i hope this will take away your monday blues.
happy reading, everyone! ^_^
i guess we all have our sexual kinks, you know those certain indulgences outside of routine fucking?
for me, some of my kinks are born of a knowledge that full sex isn’t possible under the prevailing circumstances at the time. so, i don’t try & pursue the unattainable; i settle for a little something that still gets me off. let me tell you what it is. i’m both a voyeur & an exhibitionist. some people like to watch, some like to be watched. & i love to do both. i get totally, & i really mean totally, aroused by the visual side of sex, by watching it happen. i love to watch people getting really hardcore. &, even more, i absolutely adore showing it all off, being seen naked & having people watch while i have sex.
that’s just me;
a 21 years old girl’s fetish.
this chapter that i am gonna write about happened when i was working at raffles place early this year. for a period of time, i was working in the finance department for one of the local software companies. & without failed, MT came to fetch me back from my work place everyday. i was appreciative & happy cause i got to see him for that few hours each day, which was more than sufficient for me. & the journeys back home was always enjoyable & of a different sorts each time. how often we had stopped in the middle of somewhere & fucked ourselves crazy! & how often we had teased each other mercilessly without the boundaries of our clothes! every single of the memories were worth relishing indeed.
before i forget, MT was just like me; in every sense of the sexual ways. he was a voyeur & an exhibitionist too. thou the element of being a voyuer surpassed being an exhibitionist, cause he just couldn’t fully get rid of the fear within him. & he was also a panty-hose, bondage, sm & roleplay lover. all of these intrigued him & it formed part of his sexual fantasies. day in, day out/night in, night out.
some of you might deemed it as un-natural. loving pain inflicted through sm/bondage, pleasure gained through role-playing/exhibiting/voyeurism & liking the feel of the panty-hose. for us, it’s not. we treated this as a whole new level of sex, different from the normal routine sex that others engaged in. sexual gratification comes in all forms, not only within the four walls of the bedroom.
hmmm, some people might term this as “paraphilia” or “sexual divation” which means a mental disorder characterized by a preference for or obsession with unusual sexual practices, such as pedophilia, sadomasochism, or exhibitionism. but is it or is it not? or rather do you know for sure? i bet many others have similar liking/preferences just like me. but within this still “stereotyping society, it’s rather hard to make known.
thus, with him, i explored a part of me which was relatively unknown. learning how deeply etched all these sexual inclinations were within me. i never knew that my inner self thrived so much upon them & that they were a part of me. but now, i knew. i learnt to embrace the pain, the pleasure, the excitement, the diversity; all in one. he was one of the amazing bed partners that i ever had.
***sorry for the late post.
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hojc82
soooooooooo sexciting!
when would it be my turn to take part?
turn to take part in?
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lacoruna69
Hmmm, do I qualify as RAW or Protected partner?
what do you think?
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limlaopeh
Where’s the queue??? Is the queue very long?? Hahaha…
i can’t see any queue at the moment.
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Boost
Hmmm, why that golden rule?
to give assurance to the other party as well.