Stairwell Rendezvous.

So she's a friend of a friend of a friend and she's a year or two younger than me. We met over a few ocassions here and there. We exchanged numbers somehow and she would get very eager to talk on the phone. She then started to tell me that she's not much of an innocent girl even at her age and also began sharing her experiences with me on the line. She would keep reminding me that though she's had a couple of experiences, she wasn't easy but that she would be for me. Ha! She also tells me what she was wearing that day and what she would (underneath) if and when we met up. As you would suspect, we were to meet and I was to go to her estate for our little rendezvous.

She's has a fair complexion and is quite petite as well. When we met, she was just wearing a pair of surf-shorts and a tiny tee with slippers. As I came to meet her from elsewhere, I was slightly dressier compared to her, in jeans, a tee and a pair of sneakers. She decided to show me around her estate, but after a while we settled down on a bench with her books in hand. We chatted about random things that I now can't recall anything of. Throughout our conversation, she was touchy and trying to put her hand on my lap and all. I was just stealing glances at her body and realised she was of a similar body shape and size of A. I like that perfectly fine.

Getting bored of the silly conversation, I suggested that we go up to her place but she said that it would be inconvenient as her mum was home. Then, I asked her if there is anywhere else we can have some privacy and not have random people walk past us.

She pulled me up and led me to a particular block and through a door to a flight of stairs. I thought to myself - so this is where it's gona go down.

We sat down on a step with her to my left. Small talk. Then she pulled up her top and showed me that she was wearing that translucent bra that she said she would wear. The bra was in a white or cream colour and it looked a bit tacky; her tits on the other hand looked pretty nice though. I then asked her to show me that if it was a complete set; so she pulled the waist of her shorts to reveal her matching translucent panties. I could see her hair through the sheer fabric.

With a smile, I told her I wanted to finger her and I reached in from under her shorts, pushed her panties aside and inserted my middle finger into her cunt. It was surprisingly wet, but smooth and soft as anticipated. I started to kiss and nibble around her neck. A mere minute or two into it, she told me to undo my pants with a pretty straight face. I thought it was funny so I grinned and undid my button-fly and my boxers. I pulled out my dick and led her hand to pump me to full glory. Instinctively, I told her that I wanted her to suck me and I got her to bend down towards my manhood. She took my into her mouth and started to bob her head up and down on my shaft. I looked up to the ceiling and let out a slight moan. It was great. After sucking on me for abit, she sat back up straight - lips glossy and all - and told me that she's not too keen on blowjobs. That kinda put a damper on me for a moment. Some girls just aren't really into fellatio, I suppose.

Then, almost instantly after first line off my dick, she asked me, "Do you wanna have sex?".

Honestly, what did she reckon? No? C'mon... I do appreciate her being nice, but I found that formality rather redundant. No one needs a rocket scientist to tell them what my answer was. A simple and quick yes was my reply. Without haste, she got up and pulled her shorts down with a smile on her face and straddled me. She held my dick in her hand and pressed it against her pussy lips as she slowly but surely sat down on me. My key entered her hole easily; she closed her eyes and an expression of ecstasy was clearly on her face.

She started to slide herself up and down on my dick. Her momentum began to build up and she was soon riding me like a cowgirl on a rodeo. I lifted her pale blue tee up to unhook her bra and began squeezing on her cute tits. She was rocking quite fast at this point so I hugged her close to slow her down to allow myself to suck on her tits. They were soft to the touch and smooth on my tongue. She continued riding me like a champ and it was too good. I think my kryptonite's the cow-girl, so I stopped her to change positions. She got up and asked me what should we do next; I replied her, "From the back.". She turned around, bended over with her hands resting on the higher steps and spread her legs to form a wide inverted 'V' in front of me. With dick in hand, I re-entered her glory once more and started to hump her from the back. I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her towards me as I thrusted forward into her. The slapping sound was echoing up the stairwell. We were both breathing harder as with each new thrust and she was letting out 'Ahhs' and "Ooos" at the same time.

Suddenly, we heard noise from the higher floors and we froze our actions, my hands cupping her breasts and my dick fully in her. Nothing. No one came running down the stairs. Besides, we really couldn't care less, so we continued our fucking doggy-style. After a while, she told me she's starting to feel a little tired in that awkward position - I acknowledged what she said with a few fast and hard thrusts that made her moan out loud before withdrawing out of her. I turned her around again and saw that her cheeks rosy. She looked cute. I told her that I wanted to fuck her missionary, but she complained that the floor was dirty and she was bottomless. I took her books and laid them down on the floor vertically and asked if she was ok with lying down on them. She nodded and decided to make do with it cause her pussy was still itching for more. As she sat down on her books, I told her to suck me a little more and she complied by wrapping her lips around my dick and blowing me again. She was good at it, even though she said she didn't like going down south. I placed my right hand on her head and started to fuck her mouth harder. Now it was me moaning out loud. A few more thrusts and she pulled away from my dick and laid down, wanting me to fuck her again.

I re-entered her cunt, leaned in and started slamming her again. Here and there, we can hear noises coming from the levels below and also above us, but we didn't bother. We just wanted to fuck. (You know how superstitious folks tell you that you can't trample on books? Well, I suppose we did alright by just fucking on them. ha!) I reclined back up and placed my hands on her knees as I continued my rhythmic pumping. I love the way their legs form a 'M' shape when I fuck a girl missionary. Those legs look even hotter in that position.

I leaned back forward and sucked on her tits. Soon, I was closing in on the crescendo. I increased my pace and before I could cum, I withdrawn and she took me in her mouth again. It was that familiar and beautiful sensation of lip on dick again. We got up and got dressed. She stood in front of me and I hugged her, placing my hands on her butt and squeezing them before brushing my finger along her cunt again. She smiled. We walked out of the stairwell to be blinded by the sunlight. As she saw me off, she hooked me around the arm, ever pressing her right breast against my tricep. She's a real fox. 

HAIR.

This I draw reference from the HB in her 'Hairy Bitch' post. She seems rather vexed, writing that post and even posted a very unflattering photo of Julia Roberts to say the less. Also seemed perplexed at the different treatment and expectations of the two genders. It is something that probably has been debated upon since the invention of the razor-blade.

To be or not to be; that is the question!

Be clean-shaven or otherwise, that is. Personally, I do do some trimming and also appreciate if my partner takes a liking to a trim bush as well. Some girls find guys with hair/hairy guys to be attractive, while others don't. But, guys definitely do Not find hairy girls attractive. Hairy here is defined as having hair, but not bothered to shave and trim.

Checklist

• Shaved Armpits ✔

• Shaved Legs ✔

• Shaved/trimmed pussy ✔

Of the 3 above, I think girls and guys all nod in agreement that the former two are very much basic. It might be a hassle to have to shave your pits and legs every other day and it pissed you off when you see that most guys aren't bothered with their own shit. In the end, its about how you wanna be perceived by others. Sense of personal hygiene and self-grooming. 

There's a lot more all of us can say about this, but it'll never end. I think guys are lazy on the whole and I'm glad that most girls aren't. I've got better stuff to do now than talk about hair. Later!

Of dreams...

Decided to retype the post right now. Bloody thing better not pull a fast one on me again when I wana publish this post. My train of thought's totally wrecked, though. Nevertheless...

So in your dreams, are you invading or being invaded? On top or below? Behind or in front? Pumping hard and fast or rocking slow and smooth? Is he/she a blonde, brunette or a redhead? Asian, white or black? Is one-on-one's enough or are you still begging for a threesome? All of the above? Damn! So whatever you conjure up with your time in the Sandman's castle, I'm sure you'd wanna have that come true one day. Well, don't we all?

Anyway, I think my fantasy now is that of banging a pair of sisters. Nope, not necessarily twins and definitely not together in a threesome. I'd love to be able to bang say, the younger in the afternoon and then the elder at night. Of course both would be clueless and oblivious to the face that I am actually fucking her sister as well. Ha, that'd really be wicked!

Picture this - These two sisters are also living in the same estate as me. The younger one comes over to my crib in the afternoon to shed off that heavy lunch by riding on my dick while, late at night, the elder sister sneaks me into her room (they both have got their own rooms) and lets me have her for supper. But both not sharing their sex-life will not in any given time be telling the other that they are actually letting a neighbour fuck her. 

This came to mind as - as of late - I have been bumping into these two sisters in my estate whenever I go work out and/or run. They are slightly younger than me, but they're both rather cute and sweet-looking. The taller one - whom I presume is the elder sister - looks sweet and gives the feeling that she's a nice person to be around and that she's also matured in thought and behaviour. The younger one, on the other hand, looks kinda shy but quite cute. Also, the elder one somehow looks like she can give a mean blowjob!

Somehow and very conveniently, the sisters and I just happen to run in the different direction on almost a similar track - which makes for a good opportunity for us to steal glances at each other. The taller sister also has better stamina so the two run at a different pace and are always apart. The next time I see them, I'll smile whenever I pass them. I hope my panting wouldn't make for a bad smile. I hate running, but I look forward to it. Such a paradox. 

I know that a smile can't always lead to sex, but I'd be happy with just making friends. Guys shouldn't just wanna get to know a girl for the sake of getting laid. That's just wack! Anyway, I saw the two sisters again when I was heading out to meet some friends for a dinner at some japanese joint in town. Food was good, but a little pricier than expected. The sisters were in their usual white tees and FBT-looking shorts - very casual. Only once did I see the elder sister in her uniform. She looked quite good in it. But of course, her nice long slender and smooth-looking legs contributed a lot to her appeal. Hope to see them at the pool soon!

So earlier on in the day, I went for coffee with a friend. Saw a pretty sweet-looking girl at the bus stop. She and I noticed each other even before I stepped out the side-gate. I had my shades and she her plastic designer frames. She couldn't see my eyes but I could definitely see her stealing glances at me as I walked past her. She was wearing grey-felt ankle boots with a pair of skinny raw denim and some white tank-top with a black clutch in her hands. She was resting on the handlebar of the bus stop seats, entertaining and talking to this old lady. I thought that was pretty nice of her. She was distracted by my presence, though. Right from the get-go, she had a shy but yet coy smile on her face as she stole glances at me. What a fox. I was rather annoyed by the day's humidity but was pleased to have had at least a simple eye-candy in front of me.

When her bus came, she drew back to allow the 'kia-su' bunch rush the door and board the bus first. As she slowly towards the door, she continued to smile and look at me from the corner of her eye to see if I was going to board the bus. I didn't; to realise that I could've taken that bus to my destination as well. That could've been another 'bus-grinder' episode. Should've, could've, would've... whatever. Anyway, she walked up close to me, looked at me and smiled before she boarded the bus. I didn't reciprocate, though. I leaned against a pillar and then saw her looking at me again, as the bus was moving off. On the way to that dinner in the evening, I walked past a mall entrance and saw that her just standing around. As I was turning away, I saw her surprised expression as she saw me walk by. Hmmm... maybe I'll get to see more of her soon, literally.

It's quite cool how there seems to be quite a number of pretty things in my estate; from sweet-looking tertiary students in uniform and pretty clothes to vixen-like OLs in office-wear and LBDs. Perhaps...

No. 01 - Bang neighbours who are sisters ✔

No. 09 - Bang foxy neighbour in the jacuzzi pool ✔

Something along those lines, eh? I'd defnitely post it here, if and when that happens.

It's late now. Time for bed - alone today, though. I won't be tomorrow! Ha, maybe I'll post that sometime next week. Way too many stories to write. Ciao!

WTF? My entire post didn't get posted out and now it's gone - now I've gota retype that shit again. Dammit!

Stairwell Series.

Ok, I've decided to up the ante with a 'Stairwell Series' of posts. This would also probably contribute to a good number of posts here. Looking forward to share, as I am following forward to my next rendezvous on a flight of stairs.

Through fabric.

Alrighty, I've decided, today, to write that other grinder account I had while the bus. This now is a stretch Transisland bus and I wasn't alone but with 2 other friends heading to some party. I don't know why but I'll have you know that its extremely rare that I sit that way; I was in the typical 'ah-beng' slouch-into-seat sitting position. I was on the outer seat and my friend was to my right with the other was seated in front of her. Our neats were just right of the front door exit.

So, we were happily chatting away - cracking jokes and what naught - when this two girls in their late teens boarded the bus. Somehow they just came to stop and stand just left of me. I didn't think much as I presumed the seats were all taken and its just convenient to be standing near the door. You know Singaporeans... but nothing seemed amiss, so my conversation with my friends continued. Then, this girl took a step in towards me and my elbow (which was sticking out in her direction) brushed against her inner thigh. 

It felt smooth.

I tilted my head up a little to steal a peek at her. She looked moderately pleasant, attractive, whatever - you know what I mean. Fair complexion, smooth skin and all. Anyway, I just stuck to my same sitting position with my forearm resting on my torso, elbow sticking out. As the bus continued on it route, the times my elbow met her thighs increased and the brushing seemed longer and more deliberate. I just kept my elbow there and was waiting to see where this would lead. Not that I was expecting myself to be fingering her on the bus in front of my friends and every other stranger there, but you know its just intriguing.

Then the bus started to have more passengers and she and her friend still didn't want to move to the back and just stood their ground, only to move ever-so-slightly towards me to allow people to pass behind them. By now, my elbow area was against her inner thigh like we undetachable siamese twins.

Rubbing and rubbing against her upper inner thigh. It was nice.

Then, she took a quarter-step and her pelvis was pressing against my tricep. I reciprocated by shifting myself more to my left towards, pressing my arm harder against her. With the bumping of the bus, I could feel her slightly grinding her crotch against my arm. I wasn't talking much now and neither was she. We just... 

SORRY GOT DISTRACTED AND OCCUPIED WITH EXPLAINING TO A GIRL FRIEND SOME THINGS ABOUT THE GIRLS I'VE DONE IN MY TIME.

Anyway, I just decided to pull one by bumping her cunt through the fabric of her shorts. I raised my elbow, bumped it and she didn't flinched a little but just stayed right where she was. I smiled to myself. So, I continued letting her rub herself against my arm as I brushed her thigh and applied consistent pressure against her pelvis. I could feel and faintly hear the rubbing of the two layers of fabric, namely her panties and her board-shorts. I was having a slight boner now and was so close to just reaching in from under the leg of her shorts and start finger-fucking her indefinitely wet cunt. 

Alas, fate is tease and wouldn't have had it any other way, it was our stop and we had to get alight the bus. I pardoned the girl to let me pass as I bumped her cunt one last time, a seemingly fitting goodbye to this bus-grinder, and alighted with my friends. Before the bus moved off and right as the doors were almost closed, I turned around and I saw her looking straight at me with a cheekily wide smile on her face. I smiled back bearing teeth and raised my eyebrows, as if telling her, "Babe, that was fun. I hope to (literally) bump into you again soon!". 

At the party; wild girls in skimpy clothes. Guys were swarming around them, circling like vultures. Looking for an opportunity to, knock on wood, to get some action. I think majority of the male population just don't and will never get it. You don't play hardball and front all the time - opportunity will come knocking on your door, like it did on mine so many times. Patience and cool is important. Not giving a lecture here and either is what I said complete and absolute. Just sharing... as usual. =)

Bus-grinder.

This I didn't set out to do when I boarded the bus - it just happened. Ok, so it was in the evening and I was catching the bus back home from town. Bloody hell, as usual, we were packed like sardines in there and the driver was driving way too fast for a crowded bus. I wanted to slap that bugger. Anyway, I was standing in the front, just behind the driver when we stopped at a bus stop and more people boarded the damn tin-can. A decent looking OL boarded the bus with a few other people behind her. I noticed but didn't quite bother as I was getting really annoyed and can't wait to alight at my stop.

Passengers at the front started to reposition themselves to get better footing and somehow that lady in her blue blouse and khaki pants was standing in front of me with her back facing me. She took a step back, wanting to give the person at the door more room, and bumped her tush into my front.

Well, and it stayed there.

As the bus went from one stop to the next, she tush on my crotch went from brushing to somewhat of a slow grind. It kinda reminded me of grinding with one Miss Universe Singapore in a club once. That aside... this OL was totally clueless, or ignorant, and was just happily letting her butt rest against my pants where my manhood resides beneath. As would any rubbing of a guy's groin, it started to get a little stiff. The gap between us shorten as the bus went from stop to stop and it was becoming a pretty alright bus ride right about now. Nearing my stop, I leaned in with my crotch pressing harder against her butt. 

Without putting any thought into it and subconsciously, I 'flexed' my crotch and my bulge gave a sudden and very noticeable push against her butt. I acted normal as the OL half-turned her head back.

Nothing.

No 'hey, perv', no 'excuse me', no shifting herself away from me; just continued looking forward and enjoying her bus ride home it seems.

Well, so I just got off at my stop within the next minute and walked home. Nothing big and in fact just something small, but I totally didn't anticipate this. But, just thought I'd share this as I am pretty sure that many of you and encountered somewhat similar situations on the bus and/or train. Funny, isn't it? Care to share, as well?