November Rain.

Yup, great song and the title's very apt during this time of year. Anyway...

Hi people, how's it hanging? Great time of year now. All should enjoy.

Anyway, with regards to the 'deal', I think emotions (from the other end) are becoming more involved than it should, so I think I'm gonna put that shit on hold for a bit. Other than that, I guess the normal action's still pretty much going down, but I think it's kinda getting to be too much of a routine. I hope it doesn't get stale. Some spice needs to be added to give more zest and restore the tantalising appeal to this 'old' favourite.

Anyway, don't you love how watching the tube can lead to to a more than just a rub? I mean just sitting there, watching something or just channel-surfing, hands start to tread on familiar territory? Slowing working the hand around the inner thigh to the groin, inducing an erection and prompting an urge. I like that.

I used to get that regularly. It was like a series on TV; same time, same channel kinda thing. However, like any drama and sitcom, the viewership ratings died down and it got canceled. But by the power of GreySkull, re-runs were aired again recently and the feeling was nostalgic to say the least. A little switch in the cast though, same lead male but different lead female. Whatever the story is, the ending is always the same - a big hoo-ha and an equally big mess.

I guess, the conclusion is, TV is good for you.

Anyway, I do not record these programmes, though I have done some archival before, but that was a while back. So, it's really late now and her breasts were larger than I recalled. In the next post, which I hope is soon, I'll touch on the one who swallows. Till then, you (all) have fun - alone, with someone else, whatever.

Deal

So, I'm trying to seal this deal. If all goes well, I'm have much more to 'pen' here. Alright, goodnight.

Late Afternoon.

Hoes before Bros? Bros before Hoes? Long debated topic... but this.. not really.

So late afternoon, I got dressed up and ready to meet some friends. But, this girl (B) and I were talking and exchanging text messages the entire afternoon and all, so I thought since I'm still early I would pop by to meet her for a bit before heading down. I told her I would drop by since I was still early and it was somewhat on the way. She was pleasantly surprised, but expressed concern about my punctuality to my appointment if I went by hers. I told her it was fine since it was pretty convenient. Besides, I told her I wanted to see her and she wanted to see me. She giggled and said for me to call her when I reach.

Dialed her number when I was heading up, she greeted me with a chirpy hello and knew instantly to greet me warmly at the front door. The warm greeting was a nice hug and a peck on the lips. It was a hot day. Being a very nice host, she got a glass of water for this parched guest. We went back to her room with the glass in hand and closed the door behind us.

In her room, I took my jeans off immediately. Normal course of action - in room, pants off. I saw that she was surfing the net on her desktop while waiting for my arrival. She sat back down on the wooden folding chair where we've had some good times on. It was obvious that she went back to the computer to hide how stoked she was that I came to see her. I told her to let me sit on the chair and I will be her seat instead. She got up, I sat down and she planted her tush onto my lap. She continued her random surfing on the internet on me. I just rested my chin on her shoulder with my arms around her. While conversing, I put my hands under her tee and placed my hands on her tiny waist. I slowly moved my hands up north and cupped her bare breasts. I then kissed her on her neck.

After, I got up and sat on her bed. I told her to leave the computer be and come sit next to me and so she did. I pushed her hair aside and kissed her. Her tongue met mine. We were lip-locked. My hands explored her familiar peaks again, massaging and playing with her cute tits.

Things were quickly moving to the next base. She pulled away and questioned if I had time for this when I was supposed to be meeting friends. I told her it was ok since it was gonna just be a regular hanging out session -nothing on the agenda. She continued to say that I should be leaving soon if I were to make it to meet them. Again, I reassured her that it was perfectly fine and I wanted to be here anyway. She was happy to hear that.

With a grin on my face, I told her I wanted a blowjob. Logical choice since time was of the essence. She smiled and gave an expression that said "Are you sure this is all we will do?". I told her I just wanted a taste of her taste. She smiled and slid off the edge of the bed and knelt down in front of me in between my legs. She undid the button on my boxers and whipped it out. Seeing that it was not fully yet, she gave me a hand-job and within seconds, she was feeling up my full erection.

With that, she led the tip of my dick towards her mouth and engulfed it. She began bobbing her head up and down on my dick. Man, she gives such good head. I was feeling the kind of goodness that only wonderful head can offer. It only got better and better with each suck and blow. Seeing her pretty face giving me oral pleasure was already a pleasure in it's own. Verbally, through grunts and sounds I can't describe, I let her know that I was enjoying her blowjob fully. She pulled away from my dick to look up at me with her hand still keeping me pleasured. I told her it felt good and I wanted more. Again, followed by a sweet smile was some awesome head. She went back to her earlier stance and I to my earlier high.

She continued to work her oral magic on me for a good time before pulling away. I told her to come back up and to lie down. She asked me why and I replied her to just do so. We laid down and resumed our frenching. My hand massaging her breasts again, while hers giving me a hand-job. Next, I just pushed my hand into her tiny shorts and knickers and started to work on her clit as well. She was slippery wet and it was such a big turn-on. I started to finger her and we were both enjoying each other's hand down our pants.

Then, I sat up and starting to pull down her shorts and knickers while telling her I wanted them off. Naturally, no refusal, but another enquiry about time or lack thereof. Straight up I told her I didn't bother and I just wanted us to be doing it now. She was tickled by my frank words and giggled as she spread her legs for me.

I got on top of her and made my insertion. The Key was in the Hole. Again.

We started to fuck missionary. I looked at the expression on her face and it was all hot and sexy. I started to fuck her harder. I angled myself more to the left to hit her favorite spot. With constant thrusting and my right hand on her left breast, I looked at her pretty face; her eyes were all half-opened/half-closed (depending on whether you're a pessimist or an optimist). She was in ecstasy and I was also enjoying myself no less.

I moved her right leg across to join her left one and continued to fuck her with her legs closed. In that position, lower body was turned to her right and her legs were almost crossed. I reached down and grabber her right breast. We continued to fuck in that position for a bit before I laid back down on the bed and started to fuck her from the back, on our sides. The 'Spoons', one of my favorites! With my left arm wrapped under her, I grabbed her breast while my right held her leg up to let myself pump her even harder. We were making moaning sounds in between kisses. It felt so good fucking together.

The next lap had her on top and riding me like a rodeo. She made me feel wonderfully weak in the knees. Then, I pulled her down towards me and began pumping her hard. It was then she started to get louder and me getting closer.

She rode me for awhile more before we switched back to the missionary. I reentered her and fucked her nice and slow. She was flush from all the hard-hitting action, so I decided to mellow down. I asked her where she would want me to cum. She told me it would be our usual ground-zero of her belly and tits. With ground clearance, I just continued fuck her and hovering around the space before orgasm.

I started to really feel my engine getting over-heated, so I increased to maximum speed and with followed by a few firm and hard pumps, I pulled out from her sweetness. Immediately, she grabbed my dick in her hand and jerked me. The ejaculation was inevitable, but she just made it hands-free. I blew a thick and creamy load onto her upper belly and on her tits, up to her collar bone. She slowed her hand down to a sedated firm pace to allow the last few shots to make touch-up. It felt incredible.

With all the damage done, she used the webbing between her thumb and index finger to wipe off the tip of my dick. I reached for the tissue-box and began to wipe her body up. We got cleaned up and noticed it was pretty late. I told her I had to leave and I will see her again the next day. We smiled, kissed and hugged at the door before I went on my way.

The boys asked how come I came down so late. I just smiled and said I got held up.

Already October?

Its been a long time since my last post, eh? Somebody's already given her approval to the request on bended knee. Congratulations. Anyway, my lacklustre attitude towards posting's probably due to support or lack thereof. Oh well...

So, she decided to lie down on the bed next to me with her back facing me. She has milky white skin and long black hair. Nope, it wasn't ghastly lying down next to a girl that can be described that way. In fact, it was a nice scenario.

I pulled her body close to mine as I wrapped my arm around her. I willed an erection and pressed it against her perky buttocks. Soon, we were grinding like how a pair of intoxicated nymphos would on the dance-floor, except we were lying on our sides on a comfy bed. We started to kiss and it was nice and slippery. I took her lashing tongue as cue to steal base, so I reached in under her tiny shorts and knickers to where bliss would be tonight.

I started to rub her and very quickly proceeded to fingering her wet hole, as she started to get more vocal. Her muff was delectably wet and firm, though I would've preferred it to be a little more trimmed. Nonetheless, she's still a decent chick. Besides, she's a friend. Hmm...

We switched up and I removed her tiny shorts and knickers to give my hand more free-play and also setting up for smoother transition later. Oh, I also had my own bottoms pulled down. I continued working on her as I gestured her to start working on me too. She was only getting wetter as she reached down and started to jerk me off. This mutual 'help' continued only for awhile more, before I decided to mount her.

I withdrew my fingers from her sweetness. She released her grip on me as I got up. I parted her beautiful legs and guided my tip towards her. Tracing small circles around her sweetness, my tip parted her lips with one gentle push. With easy rocking, more of me entered her and more of her wrapped around me. She was anticipating my full insertion, when I withdrew completely only to thrust it in fully into her.

The key was in the hole.

My arms were deeply embedded into the bed on either side of her slim torso, as I started to pump her. Her sweetness felt awesome and I could only go faster. I uprooted my arms from her bed and cupped her knees as I continued to fuck her. Her skin was silky smooth and wonderful to touch. I should've done this from the start, but I then started to unbutton her top and unhooked her nice black bra to expose one of the nicest boobs I have laid eyes upon. I cupped my hands around her soft breasts and dived in for a little tasting. If I had to split my thoughts, amazingly soft tits filled half my head and wonderfully tight pussy filled the other.

I pulled my mouth away from her tit with a soft smack. Now, I positioned my arms lower and pushed up against the back of her thigh, lifting her legs up against my shoulders. Everyone knows that means deeper penetration and I picked up my pace from earlier, hitting my pelvis hard against hers. Then, I lifted her right leg up and kissed her above the ankle. She was pleasantly surprised.

I put her legs down and they resumed that wonderful 'M' shape in front of me. As you should know now, that is one thing I really like. 'Top of the M', I am not, but my tip was surely in the tip of a nice 'M'.

I moved in and started to kiss her again. Our tongues moved against the other with erratic movements. Hugging her slim body, I went supersonic and she was definitely feeling it. She started to rock her hips to my pumping. I reached my right hand down and pressed it against her tight belly. My eyes gazed down and I could almost see in slow-motion the silhouette of my dick disappearing and appearing in and out of her sweetness. My mind was slowly starting to play games with me. I realised having her beautiful muffin will only be complete with a little icing a top her.

I sucked on her amazing tits again. With that, I continued to pump her with an increased tempo, feeling every bit of pleasure as I slid the key in and out of her hole. The definition of of amazing just gets better and better and soon I could not hold it in anymore... I withdrew from her sweet muffin and aimed my thick icing on her sexy tight belly. My aim wasn't spot-on and I saw shots landing on her breasts. Pardon me, I was having an orgasm! Subconsciously, with the last few shots, I closed my eyes and looked up towards the ceiling (as anyone feeling good would). I looked back down and saw the damage. She looked at me with peaceful eyes. I cleaned my tip on her belly and moved in to give her a peck on the lips. A 'thank you' for a session I will never forget. In fact, I would want to relive again very soon.

I helped her wipe up the bulk of the cum. Then, she got up in front of me and wiped herself down. She looked amazing. Cleaned up and exhausted from the session, we both cuddled in bed and big each other goodnight.

End August.

Fuck this shit; let's fuck!

Triangles & Colors.

That was what I saw as she crossed her legs.

So anyway, I met this girl recently over dinner and drinks. She's a pleasant pleasant-looking girl. She's petite and have a pretty fair complexion. She looked at me in a certain way as I introduced myself with a firm handshake.

From the corner of my eye, I could see her asking our mutual friends about me, while I was in a conversation with some others in the group. The night went on and I could sense her looking every now and then. I didn't really want to make a move.

Then, someone asked me a question and I let slipped that I was sort of seeing someone. She was listening keenly to my conversation. I left it at that. Later on, I switched seats to talk to another person and she came back from the ladies and sat next to me. She and I started to chat and soon, she started asking me about the person I mentioned earlier.

Wow, great! I hate it when that happens - don't you? A brief line or two about that and that's that. The night went on and more drinks were brought to the table. When it was time to leave, she and I shared a cab back home, but someone else tagged along too. As you would imagine, not as many words were exchanged on the way back. Fortunate? Unfortunate? Beats the hell out of me.

The gang met up again the next day and she and I exchanged numbers before we parted. Told her I would call her up for supper or something soon. Just platonic friends at best. I shouldn't and won't bring this any further. Tricky business when there're lots of common connections. Even when both parties know what might/has ensued is purely for fun; still there are some girls who can really talk, if you know what I mean.

Learn to keep it in your pants or keep it out of yours. Whichever applies to you.

Hi, it's August?

Late at night, past one in the morning, I dialed her cell to indicate that I was outside. A sleepy voice greeted me on the other side and mumbled something about being sorry and opening the door. I hung up and within the minute the front door came slightly ajar. She popped her head out and gestured me to come on in. Long strides, quiet steps, I went in through the door and made my way in the dark towards the light coming from her room.

She followed in after me after closing the main door. When she stepped in, I had already emptied my pockets and was about to remove my berms. I smiled at her and she came over to hug me as I let the shorts fall to the ground. We kissed each other on the lips and headed to the bed.

A flick of a switch, the side-light went out and we laid down on the bed. She hugged me, kissed me, then turn around and arched her back to let me wrap myself around her from the back. I guess she was tired and just wanted to go back to sleep. I just laid there and started to pat her on her hip and thigh.

As I kept the sleep-inducing tempo, she wriggled a bit and had her bum pressed against my groin. I replied by moving myself ever-closer to her. I reached my hand in under her tee to feel her skin and warm body. As usual/expected, she had nothing else under. Tempted, I moved up and gently cupped my hand around her soft breast - massaging them ever-so-slightly. I, too, was drifting into the terrority of the sandman, but could still notice her nipples getting stiff. We started to move our hips, grinding against each other.

That sure rubbed the sleepiness off by a bit. I turned her a little and she started to kiss me. Lip-locked, she turned herself fully towards me and allowed me to freely play with her chest. Then, she just reached her tiny hand into my boxers and started to massage my groin - moving up and down versus my circular movements on her breasts.

Gradually, I worked my way down into her knickers and began rubbing her (already) wet (Southern) lips. We did a near-pause and off with our bottoms. Free and explicit access.

I rubbed her clit as she stroked my dick. Quickly, we moved on to fingering her and jerking me. We were not shy to let each other know that we were feeling good with our moans and soft-spoken words. We continued to pleasure each other with our very experienced hands and it felt good.

Deep into the hand-job, I told her I wanted some 'lip-service' and she paid me lip-service by moving down south to where her hand is. The rods in my eyes have warmed up by now and I could vaguely see her part her pouty lips and engulfed my manhood into her warm and moist mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on my dick and it was good. I reached down to grab her tits as she continued to blow me zealously.

Then, I told her to turn the night-light on, so I can see her working it. She was a little reluctant initially, but succumbed to my plea and turned on the night-light behind her. Our eyes were blinded by the sudden flash of light. She turned back around and hid her face from the light just over my erect. Shall we continue? Yes, definitely. She resumed her beautiful blowjob and I watched with greater ease. It would be a pity to hide that awesome talent of her in the dark cloak of night.

She continued to give me head as she massaged my massaged my balls. Suddenly, doing a little deep throat then sucking up slowly, her lips parted from my tip and she moved in towards me again. I told her that was some good head and kissed her.

She laid back down and I got on top of her. Her legs instinctively parted for me and formed a nice 'M' in front of me. I held my dick in my hand and guided it towards her pussy. With a slight push, her lips parted and my tip and shaft entered her. The anticipation's over - The Key in Her Hole.

With my arms bridged beside her torso, I gained to our usual pace. She seemed glad that she had not fallen asleep; or rather glad that she had a small nap to gain some energy for this session.

I continued to fuck her and change my pace in accordance to her moans and sounds that I cannot describe or spell out. I held her legs up, she arched her slender athletic legs and rested her achilles' heels on my shoulders. I kissed and bit her ankle and she giggled in between moans.

Putting her legs down, I leaned in and started to pump her hard as we kissed. We, then switched to do my favorite 'Spoons'. I used my right knee to lift her right leg up to achieve leverage for a better good pace. With one arm under her reaching to the front to cup her left breast, I had my right hand rub her clit as I fucked her.

The 'Spoons' definitely lusted us for awhile - it gave me a good range to play with from behind her. We switched back to the 'M' and I angled myself the way she liked me to/it. I kinda lost her a while there. Well soon after getting her back, I felt it was nigh.

While still slipping in and out of her, I told her and asked her how she wanted it. The usual would, either be my withdrawal and her jerking or, the same withdrawal but in her mouth. Now, but that would just be boring, won't it?

She told me to cum in her.

She calculated and counted the stars then told me it was safe to do so (again). That settled, I continued to fuck her, slowing down and quickening up to lengthen the pleasure ride. Then grabbing her tits, I accelerated quickly and... Explosions in the head. It was the 9th of August, as far as I'm concerned. I came hard and heavy in her pussy. As the tingling mellowed down, the warmth in her filled me. I looked at her and we were both smiling. She enjoys the warmth of 'bubbles' in her. Her smile was sweet and full of content - that gorgeous afterglow of a wonderfully beautiful session. I slowly withdrew The Key from her flush pussy and it came trickling out. We cleaned up the mess and put on the clothes we had peeled off earlier.

Alas, the Sandman welcomes us to his place, clueless to the deed we had done.

Alcohol & Sex.

Megan Fox's the Bomb! She's the Man! Or a man? Damn...

That aside...

The story...

I've not seen her for a long time, let alone get intimate with her. We kinda started to talk again here and there just a week or so prior to us actually deciding to meet up again. It was something impromptu, though. We also live pretty close by, so distance and the time of night was a nonissue.

She came by and rung me on my mobile to indicate that she's outside my gate. In nothing more than a tee and boxers, I went to let her (sneak in). I locked the door behind us as we entered my room. She was in a white cap-sleeve tee and some training shorts. In her hand was a little water bottle filled with - nope, not water but - vodka. Absolute, I think it was.

I know it's funny, but this little detail shouldn't matter.

With a side light on, we faced each other smiling and I gave her a nice warm hug. I kissed her on the lips as we pulled away from our embrace. She smiled and told me it can wait for later. She probably felt it when I hugged her.

Anyway, I took some ice from the refrigerator and we decided to have it on the rocks. After a sip or two, we decided it was a little too much and we got a mixer to go with vodka. We sat on the bed to drink and there weren't many words exchanged. No awkward moment there, but the sexual tension was definitely there.

She ain't much of a drinker so after a couple, she didn't want anymore and asked me to finish it. I told her to lie down as I gulped down the rest of the poison. I turned back to face her and saw her sweet face smiling with eager anticipation.

It's time.

I switched the lights all off and jumped into bed with her. I pulled the covers up and embraced her petite frame and went straight in to kiss her. Our lips parted and our tongues connected. The kisses were wet and slippery. The familiar lips of her was great against my own.

I will be feeling the familiar lips, down-south, soon too.

As we continued our kissing, my right hand cupped over her boobs and I started massaging them. Not liking the layers in between, I reached in under her tee to unclasp her bra. That done, I resumed my busy hands on her chest. Not wanting to be outdone or left idling, she placed her right hand on my Southern region and begin rubbing on me. Seconds into it, she had her hand in my boxers teasing me with her small hand.

Again, in familiar territory.

She grabbed my dick and started to jerk me off. It felt great in her experienced hand. Now, I also had my hand in her knickers, working on her clit, alternating between rubbing and fingering. From all mumbling we were both doing, it was cue that she and I were both enjoying every bit of this mutual wanking. With her top all ruffled up around her collar-bone, I snuck away from our lip-lock and dived into her chest, licking and sucking on her tits. They weren't the largest cup-size I've encountered, but they do just fine and I had no complaints.

Enough of the mutual masturbation - I withdrew my fingers from her pussy and repositioned myself atop her. Definitely easier with our bottoms already off; I inserted my key into her once again.

The sensation of her incredibly wet muff wrapped around my dick was well, sensational to say the least. I skipped the whole step of her awesome blowjob, though. Nonetheless, I'm in her again and I started a rhythmic pumping in missionary. Her legs were parted in a 'M'-shaped in front of me and her face was full of ecstasy. Then, I hooked her legs up higher and gained a deeper thrust and I know she definitely felt it with those long moans of hers. I continued fucking her in that position, leaning in on her and increasing my pace. Like I said, totally awesome.

A while into that little sprint, I withdrew and told her I wanted to do her doggy-style. She laughed cheekily and get off her back and onto her fours in a jiffy. I held my manhood in my hand and led to towards her muff again. The Southern lips parted as I pushed my tip into her. Grabbing her around her hips, I began to fuck her doggy-style with much vigour. Her Southern lips parted around my member, with me thumping her at a steady pace. Her lips were wide open, high on the key in her hole.

As I pumped forward, she rocked backwards. Then, I gave a small slap on her tush, before leaning forward resting my chest on her back, cupping my both my hands on her breasts.

We continued fucking like animals.

I guess she got tired so we returned to our original position. I re-entered her and continued thumping her hard and fast. She was going berserk and I was soon too. With that inevitably sensation literally coming, I hastened it with an increasing pace. With that, I made my great escape and the rest they say is history (and lots of tissue).

After which, we put our clothes back on and kissed a little more before falling asleep. The morning after, exploring hands continued...

To Readers.

Hi, People!

We've stepped into the latter part of 2009; things are starting to really pick up. It's not that I haven't got stories to share, but I've been too occupied to post them here.

Time living the story V.S. Time documenting those same stories... I've got the former and I'd rather it this way than the other way round - know what I mean? I'll definitely publish them stories real soon - be patient. If you - readers - have not noticed, I tend to write with explicit details and in full. As you can imagine, it's pretty tiring and time-consuming to do so and I don't want to give you all a half-assed post. What's the point in that, right?

So, bear with me here and I assure you that The Key will Fully be back in the Slots this July.

Prolong Interlude.

Almost a month since my last post. Indeed, it's a real long interlude, but for good reason; work's been rather hectic. Yes, even parts of my weekend burned. It gets worse, when ¾ of your colleagues are either slackers, kan cheong spiders or just plain clueless. Hurr, the horror of it all...

Anyway, all that aside, I'm seeing - not dating - this doctor. She's not a GP, but a specialist. A petite lady with a fair complexion, which is more distinct against her long, dark hair. I've seen her a couple of times and even though she's in the batch of doctors who are supposed to be rotated out, she's still the same specialist that I am seeing. No real complaints there.

I was in her room, seated down on the examination chair, as she put on her gloves and such. She started the examination and it was a tad uncomfortable. Her attending nurse was apparently not in the room to assist her. The next thing I know, the examination was over and she removed her gear and placed them on the table behind her. Casually, she just walked back towards me, stood on a platform and elevated herself before a much taller patient - me.

She started to undo my fly as she work her high-waisted knee-length skirt up, before sitting down on my lap. She had no knickers on; trim and not shaven. She whipped my key out and started rocking against me while playing with herself. Her face was straight and dead-serious all the time.

I decided no longer to be passive, so I reached forward and started to rub against her soft and wet clit. Ms Dr. didn't even flinch. We continued in that position for awhile...

Then, I woke up.

What the hell man? Why in the world am I having a dream like that involving my doctor? Why's she even in my dream in the first place? Dang! This shit is wack man! I think I need to hit more home-runs, instead of leaving it at third base. Well, yes, the doctor ain't that bad, but it's still weird having such a dream. I hope my appointment with her in the coming month won't see me running those images through my head as I converse with her.

2/5

So, how's the week been so far? We're almost at the midway-point of the work week. I'm sorry if you work a 6-day week, cause then the post title would have to be changed to 2/6. Anyway, I've got myself a couple of things to settle this week. I'm tired and rather frustrated, actually. A huge contributing factor would be the fool of a colleague I have got to work with.

Bloody hell.

This guy here, ain't your run-of-the-mill slacker, he's the real deal - a FCK.

Fuck-Care King.

I was gonna start giving you irate examples in this new paragraph, but then it came to me that it'll just make me even more incandescent at the way he acts.

Dammit shit!

Basically, he's the most FCK person I've ever seen, be it work or just as a person. I'm not kidding, nor am I exaggerating. You would really wanna punch his face - take my word for it.

I can't wait for friday. I remain positive still, though. Peace, people! Dinner time.

Nymph-O

Firstly, pardon me for the tardy continuation of the preceding post. It wasn't a very eventful weekend, but nonetheless, a pleasantly soothing one.

Now about that previous post, I wasn't referring to those disguising themselves under the sheep clothing or only capitulating to the deed under the cover of night; I am referring to those who don't hide it that well. Something like that. Let me elaborate...

This bitch I'm going to make an example of is just that. Call me biased, but a reason for the use of the derogatory term on her comes from the fact that she talked some serious smack about me.

Firstly, she ain't all that. She has a pretty flat face with either a high forehead or a receding hairline, it depends how you look at it or her. Scrawny physique with a pasty ivory tint of skin tone. Veins on legs aren't the prettiest of things either.

From the start, she somehow got a reputation for being easy, but nobody did more than just talk about it behind her. As you would imagine, she gradually got a bunch of friends who hung out and try to be the 'IT' clique. What they aspired to portray was a persona of 'cool', but what ensued was a grotesque run-of-the-mill cliches and fads. She was always dressed in cheesy streetwalker/hooker get-ups; wearing a tee tied into a mid-drift, frilly lacy skirts that were just under her butt-cheeks, matched with knee-high cheer-leader socks and some form of canvas sneakers or covered stilettos. I don't know who dresses her or how she came up with this look, but I liken her fashion icon to be that of an actress in some budget college-girl themed porn video.

She's got rich folks - don't they give her money to buy better clothes than that? Oh, precious here, is also a SPG. Now, she went for a month-long trip to europe with a mutual friend. A SPG in europe. You know what's bound to happen. At that time, she was seeing this American from some overseas school here, but that didn't stop her from having a good time there, I guess. The two girls hit the clubs there in Europe and were partying away, enjoying the company of strangers. Then, this nympho decided to bounce with some dude she met and left the friend in a club on foreign soil with foreign faces. The next day, this friend managed to make her way back to their lodging place and somehow met up with the dick-eater-on-legs (Deol - let's call her that from now).

Deol recalled the incident from the previous night and started crying to the friend about how she let the guy fuck her without any form of protection whatsoever. She's obviously fallen into the 'Striking 4D's easier..." category. Back on local soil, Deol went back to her boy whom she broke up with shortly after. The same period after she just got back, she kinda disappeared and wasn't really seen much around and apparently ill. Word was the time of the month wasn't exactly happening at the time of the month. The friend was saying Deol went for an (I hate to use this word) abortion.

Oh well, so much for that.

I, definitely, also know of guys who hit the clubs just to score whatever kinda pussy they can get. Honestly, I think that is just nonsense, but I don't really give a damn.

Nymphos like that are everywhere. I'm sorry if you're one and you're reading this. I'm not targeting anyone, but just writing about the Deol I know as an example.

Have a good week ahead, people!

Know somebody?

I think it's safe to say that everyone is, in some way or another, acquainted with somebody who's either cock-hungry or pussy-craving. The terms are a little harsh, but it is only to put my point across emphatically.

I shall elaborate come morrow. Time to read.

Let's resume.

You know how lovely it is to just laze around at home with nothing on the agenda? Just simply chillin'. But, I wasn't home alone; I had company, in the form of a long-hair Miss. She and I were snuggled up in the living room just channel-surfing. Nothing much was on.

I leaned in to give her a peck on the cheek and she looked at me. I smiled, she smiled, we kissed. My arm wrapped around her shoulders and my other hand I placed on her tummy. She wasn't your/my typical skinny size 0 girl; she had a little meat on those bones and it was perfectly fine. I liked that she has a nice rack to match. We continued our oral embrace and I shifted my hand up just under her breast. I could definitely feel the weight of her right boob resting on the back of my hand.

Our lip-locking grew wetter and I decided to take it to the room. She followed behind as I led her by the hand into my room. I turned on the air-conditioning and turned my attention back to Missy who was sitting on the side of the bed. Behind closed doors, we resumed - in a reclined position - with me by her side elevated over her.

I reach up from her tummy to cup her breast in my hand. Those familiar ridges felt wonderful to the touch. Working under her top, my hand came in contact with her bare skin. It was nice and smooth - the same words I would use to describe her plump pussy. I gestured to her my intent and continued to massage her breasts. She, then, placed her hand over my groin and started rubbing on me. I massaged her chest, as she massaged my groin.

Sucking gently on her lips, I murmured to her that I wanted her to put her hand into my boxers. Almost instantly, she reached in, grab me in her hand and started to jerk on me nice and slow. Gradually, she worked up to a slightly faster pace.

Awhile into it, she switched from wanking to caressing my balls. She asked me with an awkward smile if we could just kiss and not try to get each other off today.

Ok... initially, I really just wanted to be kiss and be a little touchy-feely, but she started to give me a handjob, I thought she wanted to get me off. I rarely reject a handjob and I didn't stop her. It was definitely a damper now that it has gotten this far, but I thought oh well - just my (limited) luck, another day then. I didn't want to make her do what she didn't feel like doing.

I gave her a beady-eyed look and told her, "Ok, let's just kiss, then".

We fidgeted into another position on the bed and kissed again. I definitely enjoy kissing her; she's a good kisser. Exchanging some sweet words in between kisses, our kisses got more intense and definitely wetter again.

Then, Missy placed her hand back on my groin and started to caress up the leg of my boxers. I kept silent and just continued to kiss her. Slowly, her hand moved up, reached in under my boxers and began rubbing on my shaft. Now, didn't we stop previously cause she didn't want to? Well, she smiled sweetly and told me cause I wanted her to. I'm thinking to myself, was she just playing hard to get? Trying to test me? Just want to please me? Whatever it is, I find her cute and sweet. Ha!

She grabbed me and resumed her nice jerking again. With that familiar hand on me, I felt kingdom come and told her I was cumming. She didn't want things to get messy in the room, so we went to the shower. In the shower, we stood kissing and wanking. With a quickened pace, I cupped her chest harder and blew my load there in the shower. We smiled at each other and we kissed again. We washed up together, got properly dressed and went back to our lazy day at home.

Payment.

I have never and will never ever pay for sex.

First of all, I'm against the trade of sex workers. Selling sex should only be in adverts. Secondly, I don't think I need to pay to get some.

Now back to the first point - I'm not for selling woman as a means to an ejaculation. I've caught a couple of flicks that highlight the harsh reality of the heinous trading of woman around the world. Most recently in theaters - Taken - starring Liam Neeson. Action packed the entire 94 minutes of the show. Bryan - Mr Neeson's character - shot, electrocuted and stabbed every evil-doing mother/father that got in his way. Yes, he did shoot a mother in the arm. Well, of course being the ultimate ex-secret agent that he is - though battered and bruised - he managed to bring his daughter back home safely and apparently still a virgin. Of course, that is Hollywood. In reality, shit like that doesn't matter, or rather it happens and that's that. Girls get abducted and sold as sex slaves to the broke and the rich with varying price-tags. It is a very sad thing. Every city needs a team of Bryans to get rid of these bastards that work for and in such organisations/networks.

Not having to pay for sex. I ain't all that, but I'm definitely not that bad that I'll need to resort to such means. A friend of mine, whom I've 'touched base' with once told me that paying for cab-fare/transport is already a form of payment for sex. If that's the case, well, we're all bastards who paid for sex.

I've definitely paid for my and her cab-fare. I've also had her take the bus to and fro to give me some. She took a cab down after work to fuck and then took a cab back after the deed was done. Different scenarios but for the same deal.

I just totally disagree with that being payment for sex. I mean c'mon nothing is free but it's more of like an appreciation thing more than a payment for some pussy and/or head.

Take for an example, this year's Valentine's, after a nice dinner, I got some head and action after when we retired to my bedroom at night. I don't see that as payment for the nice night we spent earlier on.

What you reckon?

Stairs.

It never rains but it pours. After the movie we just walked out from, we realised it was pouring heavily outside. We, then, decided to hang around the mall for a bit, hoping sun will come out soon. Well, after walking around, it was still bloody pouring, so I suggested to her that maybe we should make use of the time we've gotta waste doing something else. Initially probably a little dampened by the weather outside, her mood soon changed and we were scouting around for a nice spot.

There was this semi-sequestered open-air space on the upper levels, but then we realised that it probably isn't as unfrequented and/or dry as we think or would like it to be. In the end, we found ourselves at the really large staircase of the mall. The uneasiness of would-be smokers coming in on us half-way was all gone, by the time we sat our butts down and started making out.

She was to my left. I placed my right hand on left knee and started running my hand up her slender thigh. It was nice and soft with a fading tan. She slipped her right hand up my berms and started rubbing on my groin. Our kissing got wetter and now my right was massaging her breast.

I undid my fly and buckle, wanting to move up next base. She unbuttoned my boxers and whipped junior out. Taking it in her hand, she stroked it to full glory and continued working on me. It was good. I reached in from the outside - avoiding getting our limbs tangled up - I pushed what she was wearing underneath aside and started working on her as well.

Halfway through our mutual-masturbation, she released her grip on my dick and unlocked her lips from mine. The next thing you know, she had those same lips on my dick, bobbing her head up and down in front of me. She sucked such good dick. It was smooth and wet. I gestured to her and she started to blow me quicker. At this point, I thought things couldn't get any better than this slippery blowjob I was getting right now.

Almost subconsciously, I got her to stop her, cross her left leg over to my right side and straddle atop of me. Slippery as can be, the key entered her hole with much ease. I pulled her in to give her a nice kiss on the lips. Then, I held her around her tiny waist and guided her to rock her hips. We both let out moans of pleasure as our breath quickened from her bouncing up and down. In and out, up and down, it was feeling better and better, but yet closer to the orgasm.

My hands slid up under her top and cupped her cute breasts as she continued this beautiful cow-girl performance on me. I hugged her in closer and she smiled as I leaned in to kiss her lush lips.

I always like doing such things to make the girl feel happy and all. It doesn't take a lot to show the girl some loving while the loving is in the making, if you know what I mean. Always show the lady some affection, even though lust is the agenda for the day. While at it, you can always kiss and embrace her throughout the act, tell her... she looks great... it feels nice when you do this... etc. I also always make a point to smile and kiss the girl after (blowing my load). Maybe it's just me, but I think the girl will appreciate it. They want to be treated like a lady, not a whore. Well, I suppose it's all applicable unless you're in a whore house.

The kissing and fucking continued. Soon, I felt the rodeo gonna come to an end. We quickened up the pace a little. Right when I was about to, she dismounted and I came. With a strand dangling from the tip, she bended back down and wrapped her lips around my dick again, literally sucking the remaining traces of cum off my dick into her mouth. She stood up strand again, licked her lips and swallowed. I thought she didn't want to swallow today. With a sweet look on her face, she told me she was just helping me clean up. Ha, isn't that the darnest thing? A sweet little thing she is.

Clothes all fastened again, we dusted our butts, left the stairs heading back home after our deed done well proper.

May Day.

(I just feel I have to write about this.

I really hate it when I see/hear bozos drag their shoes/sandals when they walk. First you hear that annoying 'ssshhhh-sshhhhh' sound, next you see their lazy-ass posture and their fucked faces. How annoying's that? Worse when you see boobs on them. Damn fuckin' ugly when girls do that. Unless, you're injured and/or lame, walk like a human, not a Neanderthal! Bloody sloth!)

Well... in a blind of an eye, we've come to the end of April, so say hello to May. April's been really hot and wet at the same time, but I suspect May's gonna be quite a bitch, as well.

Obama's 100th day in office has come and gone. Good for him. Now, pigs are killing humans. No second thoughts about my bak kut teh fix, though. I'd still gladly eat the pork at my table. If this swine influenza is that much worse than SARS, perhaps they should really consider closing the schools again, eh? I recall quite a bit of fucking back then during the SARS period. Nothing much on the agenda, so the deed was done to waste time away.

All these recollection of school days and happy days reminds me of the sentencing of female educators for underage sex with their very own students. When I was schooling, I was infatuated by this totally amazingly sweet and ever-so-graceful teacher of mine. Bespectacled, she sported a nice 'bob' haircut and was always wearing the sweetest/cutest things. Fair complexion with rosy cheeks, slim lips and an attractive physique... ahhh.. she looked like the perfect wife, a lady you can bring home to meet the parents. OK! That's that about my totally awesome teacher and her appeal, but never in my life had I thought that a female teacher would actually wanna bed a damn 15 year old. How foolhardy is that? Worst off - they were married woman, eh? Bruised ego and crushed pride for their husbands. What and how are they gonna tell their kids about what happened and why mom left? Poor chaps.

About the boys - I'm sure it's something some guys would tend to wanna boast about but I hope they don't, cause families have been broken cause of their small dicks in old(er) pussies.

Apart from this, yet more news of more SAF personnels passing away. This is really queer. Oh, such tragedy for the family of those deceased. Nothing blokes with 'crabs' and 'stars' on their shoulders or even people dressed in white can say or do that'll ever honestly make a difference. I quote, "I don't want your apology; I want my son!"

Again, shit news not just in the finance, but virtually every other sector. Apparently, it's just getting worse as the days go by.

Enough. Tired of writing about this. We're nearing the halfway mark of the whore that is 2009; let's just hope that the latter half is clean-shaven and free of herpes.

Time for bed. Late nights are idle. Update stories soon.

Backseat, driver?

How many of you have ever or have at least attempted to get frisky at the back seat? I'm sure, plenty. Then, you look into the rear mirror and see a pair of eyes looking at you. Your eyes pan south of the mirror and you see the meter jump another 20cents.

It's one thing to be getting it on in the back-seat of your ride or your family car in a deserted lot or something, but it's an entirely different thing to be trying your moves in the backseat of a cab. That said - Yup, I'm sure cabbies have seen it all. Well, I'd be the first to admit that I've tried to do a little more than kissing in the back-seat of a cab, but it wasn't anything that required the undoing of a fly or lifting of a skirt.

Take this girl for example, for the few weeks I've known her, she's been just working and working so I thought I'd ask her out for a movie to break the normality of her routine circumstance. It helps that she's a sweet girl too. Anyway, during the movie, she got cosy, leaning in on my shoulder and all that. The credits rolled, very instinctively, she just hooked herself closely to my arm as we got up and left the theatre.

(Skip to the cab)

I opened the door and I got in after her. She sat lazily on the centre seat, leaned on my chest and placed her leg on my thigh. I accommodated her slouched posture with my arm around her. I suppose she felt tired after work and that movie. Then, from the corner of my eye, I saw her look up at me. Her soft hands touched the stubble on my chin and turned my face towards her. We eyes met, then closed and we kissed. I placed my hand on her torso as we continued. I got tempted by her 'big-and-round-enough-for-I' boobs and I inched my hand up towards her right boob for a little squeeze. She let me feel her chest a little before moving my hand away. Throughout the ride back, we lip-locked, stopped, hand on her boob, stopped, for a few bouts. Ok, enough about her soft lips and breasts, but I figured the cabbie was definitely checking out the pretty thing letting me feel her as we kissed.

How far have you gone on a cab? A little touchy-feely like the one I mentioned above? A little jerk and a little finger? Hmmm... Whatever it is, I sympathize with cabbies who have to wipe that queer looking white stain off the leather in the backseat.

On the topic of cabs and sharing experience... This fool I know was blatantly sharing his cab experience with her ditzy big-tit girlfriend to me and a bunch of guys over dinner. He was bragging about how she sucked on him and swallowed there-after in the back-seat and the cabbie was clueless. I think them two clowns are the clueless ones. How can someone not know when a busty girl is bobbing her head up and down on a bloke in the back-seat of the car you're driving? I think the driver just had one eye closed. The dumb girl looked at me, giggled and told me with her manicured hands on her ears that she's embarrassed that her boy's sharing such stuff to people. What a dumb fuck. The guy on the other hand, has no class and no respect for his girl. I think it's just down-right uncivil to be talking like that in front of a lady - your own lady for that matter. Don't see why she doesn't see how disparaging those remarks and words were.

Anyway, the deed done on nice clean sheets is always the best. Though, it'll probably get dirtied after that.

The Spoons.

I'll skip the part on how I got to this girl's place to the part where we're both lying down on her queen-size bed, ok? Anyway, this girl is someone I kinda went out with a little, prior to this incident. Now the 1st time, I've been in her bed, but it was nothing more than some making out on previous occasions. I just didn't want to bring it any further than that. Companionship, I suppose?

Alrighty then... We were lying down on our (left) sides and she had her back arched to accommodate me. We snuggled and cuddled and then I decided to feel around a little; I reached in under her jersey top and ran my fingers from her torso to the bottom half of her boobs. I didn't think much of it as it wasn't the first we were intimate.

However, after a couple of minutes of caressing, she commented that it must be feeling good that I am touching her. I replied her with a simple 'yea' as I cupped my hand around her cute round breast. I started massaging her boob with my hand - she half-turned and we lip-locked.

Turning towards me, she and I continued in our kissing with my hand still on her chest. She reached down to touch my manhood through my boxers, commenting that I must be feeling horny. Frankly, a little touchy-feely would have sufficed for me, but I felt she wanted some intimacy so I carried on.

She continued to rub on me through my boxers and it felt nice. I released my grip on her breast and reached my hand in under her shorts and knickers to realise that she was clean-shaven. Beautiful. I started to rub her plump pussy and she let out a loud moan. It was definitely louder than what I expected, but I just continued to pleasure her with my fingers.

Wet enough and slippery-smooth, I started to finger her*. She became more ecstatic, fidgeting more than before. It was cute, somehow. So then, I gestured her to give me a wank and she wrapped her tiny hand around my dick and started jerking on me. It wasn't the best jerk I've had, but it was alright.

*I think a lot of guys just dive their fingers straight into the pussy when wanting to get the girl off. From experience and what I gather, that is just incorrect - at least for most it's not to be done as such. Start with a rubbing on the clit and gradually - not slowly - work your way to fingering and such. From there, whatever tickles the girl's fancy - alternating between rubbing and fingering, or just the deed itself. Ok, that's that.

The mutual wanking didn't last long. She stopped jerking me and told me to get on top of her. While getting into position, I intended to ask her something cheeky, but she cut me halfway and said that she just wanted to try something. Whatever that means, really. With her legs apart and I between and on top of her, what else is there to try? Key in her hole just comes to mind.

So, on top of her, she reached in under me and led my dick to her pussy. She said something which made it sound like she just wanted to try this 'new' position of making out. It really sounded like a weak attempt to get me to fuck her.

I just pressed my dick against her plump pussy - her hand still on my dick - and began to push the lips apart. She let go and I withdrew my tip before fully entering her. She almost instantaneously let out a very audible moan of pleasure. I just smiled to myself and started working on her like she wanted me to. I gained to a quicker pace and she was really wet and smooth. We exchanged a few lines as I was pumping her with my hands supporting me on either side of her upper body. Then, I leaned in to hugged her and starting fucking her hard. She bear-hugged me with her legs around my lower-back, as she tried to lick my ear. All while indicating her pleasure with various tones and notes. Ok, I'm not a fan of ear-licking, but I stuck with it for awhile so to be able to continue at the pace that's feeling so good.

Then, she asked me how I'm feeling and I told her I'm alright but looks like she's really enjoying herself. She laughed and got me to lie on my back, saying now she'll make me go crazy. I laid back down and she straddled me, but before she could lead my manhood into her, I had already penetrated her with my fingers. I fingered her fast and she moaned out loud again, alternating between going slightly limp and being all tensed up.

I withdrew my fingers and re-entered her, now with my dick. She started to ride me, going up and down and front and back. Her hair all messed up - she asked me how it felt. It was nice. Then, I pulled her down towards me and again pumped her hard. She was loving it. She got all excited and started licking my ear again, but this time, I told her to kindly refrain from doing that. I'm just really not a fan of it. It feels like a wet-willy. Gross.

In that position, she got tired quickly, so she got up and off my dick and laid down to kiss me again. I angled her back to face me again and I slipped my dick into her again. After being on top and below her, I started fucking her from behind. In that position, I could freely play with her boobs and rub her clit - of which she was obviously more fond of the latter. We continued in fucking in the 'spoons' position and completed the crescendo in the same stance. Funny, to have started in that position and ending in the same. All's done, we cuddled and slept till late morning.

Her big round eyes.

I was walking back - hand in hand with a girl - after buying something nearby. Then, around the corner, appeared this man and trailing behind him a pair of very familiar tan legs - the neighbor who reminds me of the ex. This girl - I know not her name - has always been stealing glances at me whenever I see her at the lobby. I recall an incident when my brolly wasn't of much help when I was walking back in the rain one sombre afternoon. I reached my lobby and again I saw her. She looked at me and was smiling and giggling.

She went, "Whoa!".

I laughed at her comment and was gonna say something to her, but then I saw her granny trailing behind her and I closed my lips. I smiled; she turned as I passed her by. Queer, I just didn't feel it was appropriate to talk to her with her granny around.

Anyway, back to the former incident, I just walked on and didn't turn my head back to look at her. She was with her dad and her brother and this fair meaty girl (whom I presume is her brother's girlfriend). I reached the lobby with the girl I was with and waited for the elevator. The sweet girl walked by and I could see from the corner of my eye that she half-turned to look at me with her big bright eyes. She and her kin were still waiting for the lift to their even floors as the odd-level lift opened its doors in front of me. I stepped in after the girl, turned 180° to face the opposite lift, to see that the sweet girl facing the same direction I was. Her back was facing me.

Somehow, I sensed that she was looking through the glass pane on the lift door at me, as I looked at her back. I kinda feel that she's probably a little disappointed to see that I was with someone else. Was it reading too much into her stance and gestures? I don't know. Somehow, there're just these kinda strangers that you feel a little connected to.

If anything, I'd be the first to admit that I live more with my heart than with my brain. Pros and Cons. Living and making life's decisions all based on practicality and calculations of the like; life will not be life. I hope I see sweet girl's face again soon.

Fuck, Buddies.

Firstly, pardon the absence and the long hiatus. Many a times, I typed something but just got lazy and closed the damn window. Oh well...

In one of my previous posts, I mentioned this girl I spent a night with who has pretty nice rocking moves to match my thumping. She and I only shared a night of passion together, followed by a quickie in the morning before she had to go to school. This happened after we started talking again after a good couple of years when we first got to know one another. I don't know about her, but from the start of our friendship reignited, I knew I was gonna hit the home-run with her.

I would say we started out more or less as acquaintances, chatting about random stuff and subsequently moved on to talking about matters of the heart and then experiences in bed. Soon, we had that fuck. After which, on and off, we would still talk and be reminded of our little rendezvous from before.

However, now it seems we've become rather close. She called me a valued friend and listener and I call her many sweet things, as well. As fate would have it, due to currently circumstances, we just can't really go or rather get any much closer as a more rapid pace. A reason why I'm still very intrigued by her and all is probably cause of our little sex-capade and we talk pretty well.

Now, you understand the very well-placed punctuation in the post title, eh?

I guess we really fucked and then became (somewhat) buddies? Queer, eh? I don't know. I'm not falling for her, but neither am I placing all bets on re-living that night, just works out that we quite enjoy attention from one another, I suppose? Though, I definitely won't be rejecting or anything close to complaining, if she calls on me for another keyinherhole experience. Hmmm...

You game?

You know how friends always play all sorts of games at gatherings? Card games, drinking games, truth or dare and what-naught. Yup, this friend of mine told me of the time when he and his friends kinda took it up a notch. Basically, it was a game of truth or dare among boys and girls. So, this pleasant looking female friend of his lost and she decided to choose a dare over spilling out a truth. The stakes were huge!

They dared her to fuck the ugliest guy in the bunch. She complied. She laid on the table and in full-view of everyone there, granted entry to the ugly guy. I don't know how ugly that guy really is, but that night I'm sure he was glad to be called the ugly bastard. According to my friend, they did the deed for a bit but unfortunately for Mr. Ugly Lucky, there was no room for ejaculation. Although, I think he probably went to the bathroom to jerk himself off after that.

This friend of mine's quite a player himself - reporting to work late due to a late night sexcapade - but he thought it was pretty freaky that the girl was actually willing to get fucked in front of the group. I mean this is probably a pretty normal thing in the States with all that CFF and shit, but in local context, I think it's a pretty rare commodity.

I personally won't wanna do it in front of my friends, even if I'm chosen and the girl lying with her legs spread open is a girl I wouldn't mind to have sex with. I just don't think it's quite right. All my partners have been willing or even eager to get it on, but even if this girl is willing, it still seems quite wrong to me. I acknowledge her consent, but it's still different, if you know what I mean? Wouldn't it be weird after you fuck her, withdraw, not cum, zip up and return to the game? Damn...

Would you do it - if you were the girl who was given the dare?

Would you do it - if you were the guy who was given the chance?

On a different note, I did have some chick wanna come over my place to hang out and play truth or dare, but I rejected her. She was willing to strip down and get frisky like that, but we didn't get down to it cause I didn't want her over. I just wasn't in the mood that night. Anyway, if she did come over and we did play and I was in the mood, I would probably have used a dare to enter her. On a one-on-one basis, I think it would be fine and even fun. However, with a group of mutual friends, I don't think so.

What you reckon? Hmmm...

Vote! It's your right!

Yes, the election that really matters (to everyone else, but me) is over. First black president, Barack Obama won. However, right here right now, inspired by the question left behind on my previous post by everyone's favourite lady, THB, I have decided to come up with a poll of my own. Like all the implemented political voting systems around, you have no say in the options given but to select one from the list.

Anyway, I realised that the previous New Year Resolution poll didn't exactly get a lot of hits, so I'm hoping for better response with these two new ones. C'mon, be nice! Ain't life-changing or world-altering, but it still only takes a single click to make the difference. Maybe I seem pathetic here but I'm just curious. 

Wet weather among other wet things.

I was going over to Lili's place during the afternoon as it was starting to drizzle. I took a brolly with me and headed out. Just outside the gate, the wind picked up and the drizzle became an afternoon rain. Just almost reaching the halfway mark, the light rain became a crazy all-out downpour and the wind howling besides your ears! It was absurd how heavy the rain was and how strong the wind was. My brolly almost got blown away.

When i reached Lili's doorstep, I was drenched to the bone. She opened the door and looked at me with bambi eyes. I kissed her sweet on her lips and she hurried me into her room. She was happy that I came even in this crazy downpour. Obviously, that won't the only way I'd come before the day's over.

I stripped down to my boxers as she handed me a tower and hugged me to heat me up. I grinned and told her, "I'm feeling cold. I need something to warm myself up." She smiled at me and turned her back to me, wanting to return to her computer. I pulled her back towards me and hugged her tight as I pressed my crotch against hers.

"I want something to warm myself up," I told her again, "I want a blowjob to warm me up."

She giggled and pushed me back towards the bed.

"Sit down," She told me.

I sat down and she kneeled down by the bed and unbuttoned my boxers. My dick was already semi-erect as she took it in her right hand. She gave a slight grin as she started to stroke my dick. Hard in her tiny hand, she arched forward and took me in her mouth.

In familiar territory, she bobbed up and down as beautifully as she always does. I looked down at her and brushed her hair aside to see her face sucking on my cock. She gave me a good long suck. Her mouth did not leave my dick at all the whole time.

After a good few minutes, she pulled away from my dick with a loud smack. I smiled at her and told her I was starting to warm up. Again she smiled sweetly at me - all while jerking me with her hand. I pulled her up and off the floor and onto the bed - on top of me - as we locked our lips together in a wet embrace. I grabbed her butt-cheeks hard and she took a deep breath in. We fondled and played in that position for a while before I aligned ourselves to the length of the bed.

There, I was to her left (as always) and we touched each other all over. We then focused down south, with her reaching into my boxers and massaging my balls as I dug my hand into her knickers, rubbing her clit. I pulled my boxers down, followed by her shorts and panties. Here on out, we started to get each other off with my fingering and her wanking. I letted out a moan as I unlocked from her lips and began sucking on her nipples. She breathed heavy and hard as I quickened my fingers in and out of her cunt.

I got on top and straddled her sides with my dick facing her and she took me into her mouth again. It was a beautiful sight. Her luscious lips pursed around my dick is what dreams are made of. She slowly moved her head back and forth as I rocked my groin gently in the same motion. She then stopped to allow me to fuck her mouth. She told her that she liked to give me head cause it made me feel good. She looked straight at my dick as I thrusted her mouth and it was hot. Seeing that face of hers made me wanna fuck her hard.

I withdrew from her mouth, moved back down between her legs. I spread them as I guided my cock towards her deliciously wet pussy. I teased her a little with a few dick brushes along the length of her pussy lips and she eagerly anticipated my entry. With that look on her face, I pushed my key past her plump pussy lips and entered her hole. She closed her eyes and looked up in ecstasy.

My arms flanked her on the sides to give myself grip as I pumped her with increasing pace. She was moaning and I was breathing heavier. Her lubricated pussy was too damn good, I just couldn't stop. I leaned in close to her and hugged her as I lifted her left leg up near my right shoulder to fuck her in her favourite angle. She was enjoying my dick so much that she just stopped kissing me with her lips half open. I laughed softly and she came back down from cloud 9 for a while to hit me on my back. I couldn't tell if she was flush from all the hard fucking so far or was it cause she felt a little embarrassed. Either way, I continued to pump her with a relentless rhythmic pace.

Deciding to which positions, I went from her favourite position to a favourite of mine, 'the spoons'. Just for those not in the know, it is where both are on their sides with the girl in front of the guy). I entered Lili from behind and resumed my pumping. She half-turned her upper body and we started frenching again. I reached my hands to her chest and grabbed her boobs in my hands and squeezed them firmly, massaging them in a a circular fashion. Then, I reached down towards her pussy and started rubbing her clit as I fucked her cunt. She moaned out even louder and pulled her towards her again and kissed me wildly.

I withdrew from flush pussy as I felt junior swelling up. We continued our kissing as I took a little rest. However, within the minute-mark, I had her back on her back as I re-entered her pussy missionary-style. I continued to fucked her and she continued to enjoy getting fucked. I told her I was going to cum soon and she acknowledged me with a mischievous smile.

I stepped up the pace and fucked her harder and harder. As I withdrew from her beautiful hole, she managed to grab my swinging dick in her right hand and with her own pussy juice as lubricant she wanked me till I came hard on her. I could see in slow-mo as my thick creamy cum landed all over her tummy and a few wild shots landing on her chest near her collarbone.

(Whenever I was gonna cum - in missionary position - I would withdraw from her pussy and she would grab my dick in her hand to make me cum. Otherwise, it would be straight in her pussy or in her mouth. Yes she swallows.)

I breathed hard and told her that I am definitely warmed up now. She laughed. I helped her clean up the big mess and we continued to snuggle in bed, kissing and fondling.

Part 2?

Made plans to meet the girl I talked about in an earlier post. The one that rocks pretty nicely? Well, it's just a meet up and not prior plans for a part 2, but my fingers are crossed. If all goes well, she'll probably be the one on top this time round. Oh that fuckin' tight pussy... =)

Fuckin' Stairs.

Pardon the abrupt hiatus in writing posts. Been busy at work and rather gatherings here and there. The Stairwell Stories needs and will continue now...

(A, the ex, will be referred to as Lili from now on)

So then, me and Lili met up, as usual, under her block to go up to her place together. We wanted to have sex. It's not that we planned to have sex or anything, but we always just get right down and dirty - with Lili on her back and me on top - whenever we go to her place. That, on the other hand, happens almost daily. 

We started making out while walking up the stairs, with my hands groping her as she rubbed against my pants. We were horny as fuck (whatever that means). Usually, even with her dumb-ass introvert brother at home in his room, Lili would just sneak me in pass his door and into her room for our romp. However, today was different; her sister was at home having taken a half-day from work. Bloody bummer!

She and her vixen sister shares a room and it is her bed that we always fuck on, so we can't be doing that now that she's sick and probably lying in bed half-dressed. Lili got slightly frustrated and pissed about it, cause she wanted to get it on and now this... I tried to calmed her down with my kisses and caressing, but that just got her even more itching to suck and fuck. We decided that, since we always wank each other on the stairs, why not we just fuckin' fuck there and then on the same steps. It's not like it would be our first time doing it on steps anyway.

(The flight of stairs is flanked by two houses on each level. I am surprised that we've never once been caught or had to run away.)

I was ready to go, having unzipped my pants, but she told me she wanted to go up to change out of her uniform into a tee and shorts. She said it would be easier and better to fuck when she removes all these unnecessary layers. I suppose it's true, considering she had her knickers and training shorts on under her pinafore. I zipped back up and watched her flash her knickers at me as she climbed the stairs up to her house.

I sat there waiting for roughly 3 minutes before she came back down. She had only a white tee and her training shorts on - nothing underneath. She sat down and we started to french. I opened my fly and she grabbed my dick in her hand and started giving me a handjob. On her right, I reached my right hand into her tee and cupped my hand around her cute tits and started fondling them. I told her I wanted some head, to which she reciprocated by wrapping her pouty lips around my dick and bobbing her head up and down my manhood.

Ecstasy!

After a minute or two of sucking my dick, she got up and spread her legs as I prepared myself receive her (for a hell'ova good time). I held her hips as she straddled me and rode up and down on me. Our breaths became heavier and we were loving it. She hooked her arms around the back of my neck as she rode me harder and wilder. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed them in my hands. I started to groan louder cause it just got better and better. She started to become weak and jerked about as my dick slid in and out of her wet wet pussy. 

Soon, her great riding was making me feel weak too. Lili got up and off my dick, sat down beside me and cotinued to jerk me as I played with her tits again. Feeling my own orgasm arriving soon, I gestured to her and she positioned herself in front of me on the lower steps. Her wanking never stopped. 

"I'm cumming", I told Lili and she took my cock in her wet mouth and wanked and sucked me like a champion. I came hard and in waves into her beautiful mouth, but she didn't even flinch. She was long already accustomed to the taste of my cum. Then, Lili swallowed my cum and licked the tip of my cock clean, leaving a nice shiny tint as her lips left my tip.

Later on, her sister left to meet her own guy (probably to fuck too), allowing Lili and I to go up to her room for more make-out sessions and the like. Precious fuckable everything.