Nakilala ko si Alex sa isang chatroom..Then one day, we agreed to set a meeting. Sa chat pa lang, meh spark na kami, sexually. So ayun, he went to my place. Nagkataon naman na andun yung younger sister ko, bulong pa nga sa'kin ni sis he looks ghetto raw sa suot niya, parang hindi galing ng Thames gaya ng pakilala ko, so we hang out sa room ko. Pagpasok namin doon, he asked me kung ano ang gagawin namin which I threw back at him. Sabi niya, alam ko na raw kung ano, sabi ko naman, sige, maghuhubad na'ko. So ayun, we fucked..ay mali pala..I fucked him.. sa room ko, sa bed ko.. And then after that I hurried to my driving lessons.
After three days, we had a rendezvous sa mall and then niyaya niya ako sa apartment niya. I thought solo namin 'yung unit, so sumama ako, hindi pala. His two roommates were there, sina Kevin and Miko. Umakyat sina Alex and Kevin sa taas after ng introductions, si Alex, magbibihis, si Kevin, tutulungan si Alex magbihis.. Sa sala, inakbayan ako ni Miko and 'yung isang kamay niya is nasa crotch ko while interrogating me kung nag-sex na ba kami ni Alex. Eh siyempre, he was touching me sensually kaya medyo na-arouse ako, tindig balahibo ko and told him straightforwardly na, oo, nag-sex na nga kami ni Alex. Then he asked me to give him a blowjob, eh dahil nga medyo libog na'ko kaya napapayag niya ako. After ni Miko mag-cum inoral din niya ako kaso dumating bigla si Kevin at niyaya akong kumain sa kusina, well, medyo gutom na rin ako kaya sumama ako, hindi naman sapat 'yung titi at tamod para mabusog ka sa isang meal noh?
Sa kitchen, Kevin started seducing me with his queries, kung nakailang boyfriends na ba ako, kung may boyfreind ako ngayon, if I love to fuck and be fucked, which is oo ang sagot ko. Tinanong pa niya ako kung marunong ako tumingin ng virgin sa hindi na, na siyempre alam ko sa una pa lang. Then he asked me kung ano tingin ko sa kanya, top or bottom or versatile. I answered right --- top (nangangantot lang). After ng Q&A, he cornered me and fucked me, missionary naman, unlike nung keh Alex na doggy, bottom (nagpapakantot lang) kasi siya eh, okay lang naman sa'kin kasi bukod sa matitikman ko na siya eh super libog rin naman ako sa ginawang pag-oral sa'kin ni Miko. Ako, versatile ako, nangangantot at nagpapakantot.
August 30, 2010
July 20, 2010
PL: Love Seat (please suggest a more apt title)
"Kung ganito kalapit ang mukha ko sa suso mo, matutukso akong susuhin ka.." pabulong na sabi ni Rex kay Lily habang nanonood sila ng Masters of Horror. Nakahilig sa braso ni Lily si Rex habang hinahaplos ni Lily ang semi-kal na buhok ni Rex.
Nilingon saglit ni Lily ang kasintahan, "Huh?" tanong ni Lily, sabay balik ng atensyon sa telebisyon, "'Di ko narinig ang sinabi mo, nakatuon ako sa pinapanood natin," dugtong pa ni Lily.
Sa halip na sumagot, hinablot ni Rex pababa pa ang dati ang mababang neckline ng daster ni Lily sabay subo ng utong ng kasintahan. Napasinghap ang dalaga, pagkatapos ay napa-ungol nang sinapo ng kamay ng binata ang kabila niyang suso. Pinaglaruan ni Rex ang magkabilang utong ni Lily gamit ang dila, labi, at mga daliri niya. Napadiin ang haplos ng dalaga sa bumbunan ni Rex nang kagatin ng lalaki nang marahan pero pagigil ang utong ni Lily sabay sipsip.
Umangat ang labi ng binata sa labi ni Lily. Nagsalo sila sa isang malalim at malaway na halik. Unang bumitaw si Rex sabay hugot ng malalim na hininga. "Nakakalango ang halik mo, Lily.." sambit ng binata sabay halik muli kay Lily bago pa ito mag-react sa sinabi nya. Muling naglingkis ang kanilang mga dila sa loob ng kanilang mga bibig. Magaling humalik si Lily, at 'di lamang si Rex ang makakapagpatunay nito. Lumalaban nang espadahan ng dila si Lily, 'di gaya ng ibang babae na 'di naman tuod pero sobrang nagpapaubaya lang pagdating sa paghalik. May pagka-dominante kase si Lily at may pagkama-pride, ayaw nyang ina-undermine sya, kaya pati sa paghalik, mabagsik si Lily. Nakikipagsabayan sya ng sipsip sa labi at dila, minsan kinakagat pa nya nang marahan ang labi at dila ng kahalikan, sabay haplos sa ulo, panga, tenga, balikat, at utong. Minsan sinasabayan pa ni Lily ng pisil sa puwit at hita.
Gumawi ang kamay ni Rex sa kaliwang binti at hita ni Lily na ngayon ay naka-tanday na sa kanyang hita hinimas-himas ni Rex ang makinis na binti at hita ng kasintahan. Nag-iinit na ang balat ni Rex sa libog, at ramdam iyon ng dalaga, ngunit sadyang mapanukso si Lily. Iginiya nya si Rex upang gumapang ang labi nito sa panga nya paakyat sa tenga, pababa sa leeg, pabalik sa malulusog na suso nya. Muling sinamba ni Rex ang dibdib ng dalaga. Naglakbay ang mga labi ng binata sa dalawang bundok ni Lily, paakyat sa balikat, sa leeg, pabalik sa labi. Inulaol ng halik ni Rex si Lily habang ang dalawang kamay niya ay humahaplos at pumipisil sa suso ng dalaga at pinaglalaro ang mga hintuturo sa mga utong ni Lily.
"Tara sa kuwarto," yaya ni Rex.
"'Wag na, dito na lang tayo sa sofa," ani Lily sabay tulak sa nobyo paupo sa sofa, saka siya pumatong paharap sa kandungan nito. Sinibasib ni Lily ng halik ang nobyo habang inilalabas mula sa suot na boxer shorts nito ang alaga. Panay ang haplos at pisil ni Rex sa pang-upo ng nobya habang hinihimas ni Lily ang alaga nyang ngayon ay nakadungaw na sa bintana ng boxers nya. Sobrang nakakalibog ang nobya nya. Alam nya kung gaano kaeksperto chumupa si Lily pero 'di nya kelangan yun ngayon. Dumako ang gitnang daliri ni Rex sa pundilyo ng panloob ni Lily --- basambasa ito --- delikado pag ganitong naglalawang masyado ang pekpek ni Lily. Libog na rin nang husto ang kasintahan nya at pag ganito kalibiog si Lily, 'di sya pwedeng labasan kaagad dahil ayaw ni Lily nang 'di natatapos. Sinubukan nyang fingerin si Lily sakaling labasan ito at maibsan ang libog. Ipinasok ni Rex ang gitnang daliri sa naglalawang butas ni Lily, kinadyot kaunti, pagkatapos ay inilabas nya ang daliri at pinadaan sa hiwa ng dalaga. Binasa nya gamit ang katas ng puke ni Lily ang tinggil ng babae saka diniinan nang pabilog at kinalabit. Umungol si Lily sa sarap. Ang isang kamay ng binata ay humahaplos pa ri't naglalaro sa isang suso ng dalaga habang ang labi ay sa kabilang suso naman nakatuon ang atensyon. Muling pinadaan ni Rex ang daliri sa hiwa ng dalaga pabalik sa butas, muli nya itong kinadyot-kadyot.
"Tangina mo, Rex.. Alam mo talaga ang dapat gawin para paglibugin ako.." anas ni Lily. Mula sa kanyang tinggil, tinanggal nya ang daliri ni Rex na naglalaro dito. Isinubo nya sa labi ni Rex and sariling daliri, pinalasap sa nobyo ang katas ng puke nya. Pagkatapos ay siniil ng halik ang nobyo sabay pasok ng titi ng nobyo sa kanyang puke. Napayakap ang lalaki sa bewang ng nobya. Kung gaano kalalim ang halikan nila ganoon din kalalim ang pagkakabaon ni Rex kay Lily. Pakiramdam ni Rex mapupugto ang kanyang hininga nang bumitaw sa paghalik si Lily. tinitigan ni Lily si Rex sabay umindayog sa kandungan ni Rex. Eratiko ang bawat imbay ng balakang ni Lily, sinisimulan sa mabagal na ritmo pabilis hanggang sa babagal muli at pagkatpos ay muling bibilis, para kang sumakay sa roller coaster.
"Ang sarap mo, Lily.. Aaahhh.. Nakakabaliw ka kumantot.."
Napapangiti lang si Lily sa kasintahan habang tuloy pa rin ang paggalaw nya sa kandungan nito. Napapakalmot si Rex sa bewang at pang-upo ni Lily sa sobrang sarap na nararamdaman, datapwat pinipigilan nya rin ang labasan. Hinila ni Rex ang dulo ng buhok ni Lily sabay muling isinubosob ang kanyang mukha sa dibdib ng dalaga. Ilang saglit pa ay kinukurot na ni Lily ang utong niya. Hindi ito isa sa mga araw na hindi lalabasan si Lily, buti naman, naisip ng binata. Gusto nyang titigan ang mukha ng nobya tuwing nililibuga't nilalabasan ito. Iba ang dating ni Lily, lalong gumaganda at pakiramdam niya ay nagliliwanag ang paligid kasabay ng pag-glow ng mukha ni Lily, animo diyosa.
"Rex!! Ang sarap mong kakantutan!! Putangina, lalabasan na'ko!!"
"Lily..malapit na rin akong labasan.. Oooohhh.."
Niyapos ni Lily si Rex sabay kagat sa balikat nito habang nangingig ang katawan sa orgasmong natamo. Niyakap naman ni Rex nang mahigpit si Lily sabay bulong ng mga kataga ng pagmamahal.
Nilingon saglit ni Lily ang kasintahan, "Huh?" tanong ni Lily, sabay balik ng atensyon sa telebisyon, "'Di ko narinig ang sinabi mo, nakatuon ako sa pinapanood natin," dugtong pa ni Lily.
Sa halip na sumagot, hinablot ni Rex pababa pa ang dati ang mababang neckline ng daster ni Lily sabay subo ng utong ng kasintahan. Napasinghap ang dalaga, pagkatapos ay napa-ungol nang sinapo ng kamay ng binata ang kabila niyang suso. Pinaglaruan ni Rex ang magkabilang utong ni Lily gamit ang dila, labi, at mga daliri niya. Napadiin ang haplos ng dalaga sa bumbunan ni Rex nang kagatin ng lalaki nang marahan pero pagigil ang utong ni Lily sabay sipsip.
Umangat ang labi ng binata sa labi ni Lily. Nagsalo sila sa isang malalim at malaway na halik. Unang bumitaw si Rex sabay hugot ng malalim na hininga. "Nakakalango ang halik mo, Lily.." sambit ng binata sabay halik muli kay Lily bago pa ito mag-react sa sinabi nya. Muling naglingkis ang kanilang mga dila sa loob ng kanilang mga bibig. Magaling humalik si Lily, at 'di lamang si Rex ang makakapagpatunay nito. Lumalaban nang espadahan ng dila si Lily, 'di gaya ng ibang babae na 'di naman tuod pero sobrang nagpapaubaya lang pagdating sa paghalik. May pagka-dominante kase si Lily at may pagkama-pride, ayaw nyang ina-undermine sya, kaya pati sa paghalik, mabagsik si Lily. Nakikipagsabayan sya ng sipsip sa labi at dila, minsan kinakagat pa nya nang marahan ang labi at dila ng kahalikan, sabay haplos sa ulo, panga, tenga, balikat, at utong. Minsan sinasabayan pa ni Lily ng pisil sa puwit at hita.
Gumawi ang kamay ni Rex sa kaliwang binti at hita ni Lily na ngayon ay naka-tanday na sa kanyang hita hinimas-himas ni Rex ang makinis na binti at hita ng kasintahan. Nag-iinit na ang balat ni Rex sa libog, at ramdam iyon ng dalaga, ngunit sadyang mapanukso si Lily. Iginiya nya si Rex upang gumapang ang labi nito sa panga nya paakyat sa tenga, pababa sa leeg, pabalik sa malulusog na suso nya. Muling sinamba ni Rex ang dibdib ng dalaga. Naglakbay ang mga labi ng binata sa dalawang bundok ni Lily, paakyat sa balikat, sa leeg, pabalik sa labi. Inulaol ng halik ni Rex si Lily habang ang dalawang kamay niya ay humahaplos at pumipisil sa suso ng dalaga at pinaglalaro ang mga hintuturo sa mga utong ni Lily.
"Tara sa kuwarto," yaya ni Rex.
"'Wag na, dito na lang tayo sa sofa," ani Lily sabay tulak sa nobyo paupo sa sofa, saka siya pumatong paharap sa kandungan nito. Sinibasib ni Lily ng halik ang nobyo habang inilalabas mula sa suot na boxer shorts nito ang alaga. Panay ang haplos at pisil ni Rex sa pang-upo ng nobya habang hinihimas ni Lily ang alaga nyang ngayon ay nakadungaw na sa bintana ng boxers nya. Sobrang nakakalibog ang nobya nya. Alam nya kung gaano kaeksperto chumupa si Lily pero 'di nya kelangan yun ngayon. Dumako ang gitnang daliri ni Rex sa pundilyo ng panloob ni Lily --- basambasa ito --- delikado pag ganitong naglalawang masyado ang pekpek ni Lily. Libog na rin nang husto ang kasintahan nya at pag ganito kalibiog si Lily, 'di sya pwedeng labasan kaagad dahil ayaw ni Lily nang 'di natatapos. Sinubukan nyang fingerin si Lily sakaling labasan ito at maibsan ang libog. Ipinasok ni Rex ang gitnang daliri sa naglalawang butas ni Lily, kinadyot kaunti, pagkatapos ay inilabas nya ang daliri at pinadaan sa hiwa ng dalaga. Binasa nya gamit ang katas ng puke ni Lily ang tinggil ng babae saka diniinan nang pabilog at kinalabit. Umungol si Lily sa sarap. Ang isang kamay ng binata ay humahaplos pa ri't naglalaro sa isang suso ng dalaga habang ang labi ay sa kabilang suso naman nakatuon ang atensyon. Muling pinadaan ni Rex ang daliri sa hiwa ng dalaga pabalik sa butas, muli nya itong kinadyot-kadyot.
"Tangina mo, Rex.. Alam mo talaga ang dapat gawin para paglibugin ako.." anas ni Lily. Mula sa kanyang tinggil, tinanggal nya ang daliri ni Rex na naglalaro dito. Isinubo nya sa labi ni Rex and sariling daliri, pinalasap sa nobyo ang katas ng puke nya. Pagkatapos ay siniil ng halik ang nobyo sabay pasok ng titi ng nobyo sa kanyang puke. Napayakap ang lalaki sa bewang ng nobya. Kung gaano kalalim ang halikan nila ganoon din kalalim ang pagkakabaon ni Rex kay Lily. Pakiramdam ni Rex mapupugto ang kanyang hininga nang bumitaw sa paghalik si Lily. tinitigan ni Lily si Rex sabay umindayog sa kandungan ni Rex. Eratiko ang bawat imbay ng balakang ni Lily, sinisimulan sa mabagal na ritmo pabilis hanggang sa babagal muli at pagkatpos ay muling bibilis, para kang sumakay sa roller coaster.
"Ang sarap mo, Lily.. Aaahhh.. Nakakabaliw ka kumantot.."
Napapangiti lang si Lily sa kasintahan habang tuloy pa rin ang paggalaw nya sa kandungan nito. Napapakalmot si Rex sa bewang at pang-upo ni Lily sa sobrang sarap na nararamdaman, datapwat pinipigilan nya rin ang labasan. Hinila ni Rex ang dulo ng buhok ni Lily sabay muling isinubosob ang kanyang mukha sa dibdib ng dalaga. Ilang saglit pa ay kinukurot na ni Lily ang utong niya. Hindi ito isa sa mga araw na hindi lalabasan si Lily, buti naman, naisip ng binata. Gusto nyang titigan ang mukha ng nobya tuwing nililibuga't nilalabasan ito. Iba ang dating ni Lily, lalong gumaganda at pakiramdam niya ay nagliliwanag ang paligid kasabay ng pag-glow ng mukha ni Lily, animo diyosa.
"Rex!! Ang sarap mong kakantutan!! Putangina, lalabasan na'ko!!"
"Lily..malapit na rin akong labasan.. Oooohhh.."
Niyapos ni Lily si Rex sabay kagat sa balikat nito habang nangingig ang katawan sa orgasmong natamo. Niyakap naman ni Rex nang mahigpit si Lily sabay bulong ng mga kataga ng pagmamahal.
May 31, 2010
White Rabbit by Starrag
I am a pervert.
Yeah. I said it. A pervert.
But thanks to where I live, I have no sort of escape. Everyone is so self-centered. Why isn’t anyone sexually active? All I see are dried up old folks.
I start making my way to the bus stop like I do every morning. I yawn and wipe the sleep from my eyes. I walk on the bus and make my way towards the back third of the bus. It was fairly crowded. I wasn’t paying attention to anyone’s face. Just looked at the floor so that I wouldn’t step on anyone’s toes.
I grasp one of the handles. The bus starts moving and my body shifts back, hitting someone lightly, almost brushing up against them. I shifted myself but to my surprise, they remained plastered against me. I was about to turn around to say sorry, but they said, “Don’t. Don’t turn around.”
It was a woman. The thought at first confused me. She said that she didn’t want me to see her face. Why, I wonder… Then I felt it. A hand upon my ass. What the hell?
She squeezed and whispered into my ear… “I know you like this. Don’t lie. All men do.” I looked using my peripheral vision… no one seemed to notice. She then took my hand and placed it upon her short blouse. My fingers were running up her leg. She giggled as she could just picture my pants getting tighter. And they were indeed getting tighter. I was definitely awake now.
My hands kept moving upwards. I could feel every inch of her legs. They felt nice… Then, the back of my fingers hit the other leg. My mind immediately said, “Not very much space between this and her pussy…” My breathing became shorter and more raspy. I was actually getting turned on. I could feel her breath upon my neck.
I feel my fingers touch cloth. I was touching her panties. I felt a warmth and a rush upon my fingers. She took her hand form my ass… and ran it to the front of my pants. I was wearing a long hoodie, so she put her hand in the center pocket… and ran it down to my pants, rubbing my cock. Slowly… deliberately.
Her breath tickled my ear when she was breathing heavier. Her breath saying, “ahhhh…. Mmmmm…” as she inhaled and exhaled.
I rubbed her panties a little faster and was feeling them getting more moist. She clamped her legs together and told me to rub back and forth faster. I did as I was told. A moderately sounding, “Ohhh…” escaped her lips. The panties were getting wetter.
She then turned me around and told me to look as if we were having a conversation so that no one would really notice once the back section of the bus leaves. The next couple of stops indeed let everyone form the back of the bus off.
She then pinned me up against the steel pole and grinded against my lap. She started slowly at first. I looked down and noticed her miniskirt was hiked up so that I could see her purple panties. I could see her pelvis grinding against my still growing dick. She unbuckled my pants and rubbed me until she pulled out my dick.
She grinded more… and excites her as she moves her panties out of the way. She grabs my cock and plays with her pussy with it. Feeling my cock getting wet as it slides up and down her clit and pussy’s lips. I look behind me and everyone is facing forward. I look back at her… and at that moment, she slides my dick inside her. She hugs me as she bounces up and down, my cock penetrating her over and over.
I can feel her beginning to drip as my pants were showing signs of moisture. I look down again… and see her hips move fluidly grinding my cock in and out of her. She begins to moan, as the engine of the bus revs.
“Fuck me. Fuck me now, do it…” she said as I gripped her ass and began fucking her faster and harder. There were times that I could hear my dick and her juices making that sliding sound… Turned me on. A lot.
She leaned back as she pushed her hips to me. I could feel her pussy begin to tighten up. Every single push inside her caused her walls to suck me in further.
“Fuck yes. Fuck yes!” She said and repeated. And then she said, “come inside me. Hurry. Hurry…”
And with a kiss on my lips, her pussy sucked me in so deep that I hit a spot that caused me to orgasm so strong that it caused her to come hard as well.
Then, I pulled out zipped up and she readied herself… and without a word, she smiled and the bus doors opened and she stepped off.
Never even got her name.
I wonder if she’ll be here tomorrow…?
Yeah. I said it. A pervert.
But thanks to where I live, I have no sort of escape. Everyone is so self-centered. Why isn’t anyone sexually active? All I see are dried up old folks.
I start making my way to the bus stop like I do every morning. I yawn and wipe the sleep from my eyes. I walk on the bus and make my way towards the back third of the bus. It was fairly crowded. I wasn’t paying attention to anyone’s face. Just looked at the floor so that I wouldn’t step on anyone’s toes.
I grasp one of the handles. The bus starts moving and my body shifts back, hitting someone lightly, almost brushing up against them. I shifted myself but to my surprise, they remained plastered against me. I was about to turn around to say sorry, but they said, “Don’t. Don’t turn around.”
It was a woman. The thought at first confused me. She said that she didn’t want me to see her face. Why, I wonder… Then I felt it. A hand upon my ass. What the hell?
She squeezed and whispered into my ear… “I know you like this. Don’t lie. All men do.” I looked using my peripheral vision… no one seemed to notice. She then took my hand and placed it upon her short blouse. My fingers were running up her leg. She giggled as she could just picture my pants getting tighter. And they were indeed getting tighter. I was definitely awake now.
My hands kept moving upwards. I could feel every inch of her legs. They felt nice… Then, the back of my fingers hit the other leg. My mind immediately said, “Not very much space between this and her pussy…” My breathing became shorter and more raspy. I was actually getting turned on. I could feel her breath upon my neck.
I feel my fingers touch cloth. I was touching her panties. I felt a warmth and a rush upon my fingers. She took her hand form my ass… and ran it to the front of my pants. I was wearing a long hoodie, so she put her hand in the center pocket… and ran it down to my pants, rubbing my cock. Slowly… deliberately.
Her breath tickled my ear when she was breathing heavier. Her breath saying, “ahhhh…. Mmmmm…” as she inhaled and exhaled.
I rubbed her panties a little faster and was feeling them getting more moist. She clamped her legs together and told me to rub back and forth faster. I did as I was told. A moderately sounding, “Ohhh…” escaped her lips. The panties were getting wetter.
She then turned me around and told me to look as if we were having a conversation so that no one would really notice once the back section of the bus leaves. The next couple of stops indeed let everyone form the back of the bus off.
She then pinned me up against the steel pole and grinded against my lap. She started slowly at first. I looked down and noticed her miniskirt was hiked up so that I could see her purple panties. I could see her pelvis grinding against my still growing dick. She unbuckled my pants and rubbed me until she pulled out my dick.
She grinded more… and excites her as she moves her panties out of the way. She grabs my cock and plays with her pussy with it. Feeling my cock getting wet as it slides up and down her clit and pussy’s lips. I look behind me and everyone is facing forward. I look back at her… and at that moment, she slides my dick inside her. She hugs me as she bounces up and down, my cock penetrating her over and over.
I can feel her beginning to drip as my pants were showing signs of moisture. I look down again… and see her hips move fluidly grinding my cock in and out of her. She begins to moan, as the engine of the bus revs.
“Fuck me. Fuck me now, do it…” she said as I gripped her ass and began fucking her faster and harder. There were times that I could hear my dick and her juices making that sliding sound… Turned me on. A lot.
She leaned back as she pushed her hips to me. I could feel her pussy begin to tighten up. Every single push inside her caused her walls to suck me in further.
“Fuck yes. Fuck yes!” She said and repeated. And then she said, “come inside me. Hurry. Hurry…”
And with a kiss on my lips, her pussy sucked me in so deep that I hit a spot that caused me to orgasm so strong that it caused her to come hard as well.
Then, I pulled out zipped up and she readied herself… and without a word, she smiled and the bus doors opened and she stepped off.
Never even got her name.
I wonder if she’ll be here tomorrow…?
May 24, 2010
April 27, 2010
Like Clockwork
Ten on the dot. Red wine at hand, she dimmed her lights before sitting on the recliner facing the tele. She just finished bathing, her hair still in a towel. She was wearing her usual sleepwear --- pyjama top and nothing more. I have been watching her for months now that I have memorised her routine.
She would wake up at 6:45am, leave for work 30 minutes later, be back by 8:40pm with Chinese take-out and a bottle of vino in tow. She would take her boring clothes off nonchalantly, uncork the wine, pour some in a stemmed glass, and eat her Chinese take-out while standing beside the counter-top. She was always alone. I never saw her bring a bloke home and have coffee with. She was not a looker, but she had her own charms.
She turned on her tele, and continued sipping her wine. She started touching her bosom over her cotton pj top. I sat on the cushions by my bay window with my hand down my boxers. The show's commencing...
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Never in my life did I imagine doing this. I just found out a couple of months ago that the townhouse across my flat building was sold to an old couple. They're not really that old, sure, the man's sporting a salt and pepper hair, and the lady has streaks of grey in her blondie tresses, but they're not geriatric old. I wasn't the snoopy-nosy type of person, however, one fateful night, I peered on my window and saw them copulating. Ever since then, I formed a habit. A very dangerous habit.
Tonight, the couple's role-playing. The lady's wearing a pirate costume, although she's almost 50, she still rocked the costume with her skinny yet fit body. The man's wearing a ruffled shirt and tight pants, he's the same age with the lady and as fit, except for a little beer belly. The man's hands were tied to the pole behind him, he was her captive.
The lady licked the man's face from his jawline up to his ear, down to his neck, to his collarbone, up to the other side of his neck, up to his jawline, to his other ear. I felt my body starting to burn.
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She started kneading her breasts, and pinching her nipples. I could not see if those nubs were distended, but I could imagine they were. From where I was sitting, I could only reckon she was letting out soft moans of pleasure, and the thought excited me even more.
Her hands went inside her top, continuously kneading her breasts. Her shirttail went up and I saw her Brazilian-waxed pussy. I wanted to taste those pussy lips, I wanted to smell it, and blow kisses on it. I got harder...
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The lady's tongue went down the man's chest. She sucked on his nipples then traced her tongue further down. She kneeled down and pulled the man's pants off, and from where I was sitting, I could only assume she was fellating him as she bobbed her head up and down his groin. This went on for minutes, and then she stopped. The lady stood up, stepped back, and started to undress. She took her waist cincher off first, then the off-shoulder peasant blouse, she was not wearing any bras underneath, and then, she stepped out of her skirt. The lady was now wearing only her pair of black boots, bandana, eye-patch, and knickers. She commanded him to sit down, I assumed, as the man slid down the pole and sat down the floor.
The lady slowly stepped forward. She kissed him passionately, then halted. She raised herself until her crotch was leveled to his face. As if on cue, he started kissing her knicker-covered crotch. My mind envisioned him sucking her clitoris, tonguing her vaginal orifice.
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Her hand went down her wet pussy while the other's still clutching her jugs. I could see her rubbing the nub hidden beneath her mons. She was playing with herself intensely, and I was loving it. My breathing became labored, my heartbeat's getting faster. I was stroking myself in-sync to her disappearing finger.
She was almost there, over the edge, I could sense it. She didn't know what to do, her other hand was all over her body: touching, pinching, kneading...
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The lady went down the man's lap. She impaled herself in one swift move. Using her knees as leverage, she started bronc riding the man...
I could not stand it anymore...I could not hold it any longer...I was being consumed...
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She was vigorously fingering her depth. I could also feel it...the building tension inside her body and mine!
"C'mon, baby.. give it to me.."
Fap, fap, fap, fap, fap.
And as if on cue, I saw her grab a handful of her hair and bit her arm as she convulsed while coming.
"Oh, gawd, sweet mary fucking joseph.." I came too. Time to hit the showers.
She would wake up at 6:45am, leave for work 30 minutes later, be back by 8:40pm with Chinese take-out and a bottle of vino in tow. She would take her boring clothes off nonchalantly, uncork the wine, pour some in a stemmed glass, and eat her Chinese take-out while standing beside the counter-top. She was always alone. I never saw her bring a bloke home and have coffee with. She was not a looker, but she had her own charms.
She turned on her tele, and continued sipping her wine. She started touching her bosom over her cotton pj top. I sat on the cushions by my bay window with my hand down my boxers. The show's commencing...
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Never in my life did I imagine doing this. I just found out a couple of months ago that the townhouse across my flat building was sold to an old couple. They're not really that old, sure, the man's sporting a salt and pepper hair, and the lady has streaks of grey in her blondie tresses, but they're not geriatric old. I wasn't the snoopy-nosy type of person, however, one fateful night, I peered on my window and saw them copulating. Ever since then, I formed a habit. A very dangerous habit.
Tonight, the couple's role-playing. The lady's wearing a pirate costume, although she's almost 50, she still rocked the costume with her skinny yet fit body. The man's wearing a ruffled shirt and tight pants, he's the same age with the lady and as fit, except for a little beer belly. The man's hands were tied to the pole behind him, he was her captive.
The lady licked the man's face from his jawline up to his ear, down to his neck, to his collarbone, up to the other side of his neck, up to his jawline, to his other ear. I felt my body starting to burn.
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She started kneading her breasts, and pinching her nipples. I could not see if those nubs were distended, but I could imagine they were. From where I was sitting, I could only reckon she was letting out soft moans of pleasure, and the thought excited me even more.
Her hands went inside her top, continuously kneading her breasts. Her shirttail went up and I saw her Brazilian-waxed pussy. I wanted to taste those pussy lips, I wanted to smell it, and blow kisses on it. I got harder...
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The lady's tongue went down the man's chest. She sucked on his nipples then traced her tongue further down. She kneeled down and pulled the man's pants off, and from where I was sitting, I could only assume she was fellating him as she bobbed her head up and down his groin. This went on for minutes, and then she stopped. The lady stood up, stepped back, and started to undress. She took her waist cincher off first, then the off-shoulder peasant blouse, she was not wearing any bras underneath, and then, she stepped out of her skirt. The lady was now wearing only her pair of black boots, bandana, eye-patch, and knickers. She commanded him to sit down, I assumed, as the man slid down the pole and sat down the floor.
The lady slowly stepped forward. She kissed him passionately, then halted. She raised herself until her crotch was leveled to his face. As if on cue, he started kissing her knicker-covered crotch. My mind envisioned him sucking her clitoris, tonguing her vaginal orifice.
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Her hand went down her wet pussy while the other's still clutching her jugs. I could see her rubbing the nub hidden beneath her mons. She was playing with herself intensely, and I was loving it. My breathing became labored, my heartbeat's getting faster. I was stroking myself in-sync to her disappearing finger.
She was almost there, over the edge, I could sense it. She didn't know what to do, her other hand was all over her body: touching, pinching, kneading...
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The lady went down the man's lap. She impaled herself in one swift move. Using her knees as leverage, she started bronc riding the man...
I could not stand it anymore...I could not hold it any longer...I was being consumed...
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She was vigorously fingering her depth. I could also feel it...the building tension inside her body and mine!
"C'mon, baby.. give it to me.."
Fap, fap, fap, fap, fap.
And as if on cue, I saw her grab a handful of her hair and bit her arm as she convulsed while coming.
"Oh, gawd, sweet mary fucking joseph.." I came too. Time to hit the showers.
April 18, 2010
Lucille
Sa aking paglalakad ika'y nakita
Marilag mong tindig ay aking napuna
'Di yata't ikaw ay isang engkantada
'Pagkat sa unang tingin ika'y aking sininta
Ninais kong ika'y maging akin
Ang iyong kurbada'y ibig kong himasin
Daliri ko'y nangangati na ika'y salingin
At sa aking mga bisig ika'y yayapusin
Sumapit ang gabi, paligid ay nabalot ng dilim
Heto, ang aking puso, sa iyo'y nanininimdim
Sa Diyos nananalangin nang mataimtim
Sana bukas ika'y naroon pa rin
Pagnanasa ko'y naibsan kinaumagahan
Nang makita kang muli sa tindahan
Kariktan mo'y muli kong nasilayan
Sa pagkahibang 'di ako matauhan
Tuwa at galak ay ramdam
Nang ilang oras ika'y nahiram
Ngunit pinsgi ko ay nahilam
Nang matuklasang ito'y kulang
Alindog mo'y nakabibighani
Sa isipan ko'y 'di ka mapawi
Lalong-lalo na ang iyong landi
Sa tuwing ika'y aking sakbibi
Ikaw na nagdudulot sa aking ng ligaya
Iibigin kita sa bundok man o sa aplaya
Sa kandungan ko matatagpuan mo ang saya
Pag-iipunan kita, aking gitara
Marilag mong tindig ay aking napuna
'Di yata't ikaw ay isang engkantada
'Pagkat sa unang tingin ika'y aking sininta
Ninais kong ika'y maging akin
Ang iyong kurbada'y ibig kong himasin
Daliri ko'y nangangati na ika'y salingin
At sa aking mga bisig ika'y yayapusin
Sumapit ang gabi, paligid ay nabalot ng dilim
Heto, ang aking puso, sa iyo'y nanininimdim
Sa Diyos nananalangin nang mataimtim
Sana bukas ika'y naroon pa rin
Pagnanasa ko'y naibsan kinaumagahan
Nang makita kang muli sa tindahan
Kariktan mo'y muli kong nasilayan
Sa pagkahibang 'di ako matauhan
Tuwa at galak ay ramdam
Nang ilang oras ika'y nahiram
Ngunit pinsgi ko ay nahilam
Nang matuklasang ito'y kulang
Alindog mo'y nakabibighani
Sa isipan ko'y 'di ka mapawi
Lalong-lalo na ang iyong landi
Sa tuwing ika'y aking sakbibi
Ikaw na nagdudulot sa aking ng ligaya
Iibigin kita sa bundok man o sa aplaya
Sa kandungan ko matatagpuan mo ang saya
Pag-iipunan kita, aking gitara
March 31, 2010
Half-baked and Untitled
She felt the cold air kiss her exposed skin. The wind blew softly and she felt the chill. In her half-asleep state she knew she closed the French window that leads to the terrace overlooking the sea. Slowly, she crawled out of her queen-sized four-post bed to once again close the portafinestra. She was very familiar with the room's blueprint like the back of her hand that she knew exactly where her feet were leading her to despite her being lethargic. As she neared the French window, she felt the purple silken drapery touch her skin as the wind blew once again. She felt the damp breeze. The dampness was caused by the sea breeze and the tiny drizzles of rain. Her eyes were captivated by the moon. The rain clouds were just heavy enough to cover the light that the stars give but not the moon's.. As if in a trance, she stared at the big, full moon.. She let her body drink on it's subtle light..
"Hush, my beloved.. Do not move or scream.." Whispered the voice from behind her. She did not notice him approach her. She felt the warmth of his breath..of his body..his whole presence, although he had to touch her yet. She knew him..had known him for a while now.. Her body stiffened and she stifled her gasp as he touched the tips of her long, wavy locks. He sniffed her hair as he closed the distance between their bodies.
"You thought you could run away and hide from me for long, did you not?" His voice was as husky and as very manly as she could remember. "I could always find you because of your scent that is so pungent to my senses that even the brininess of the air cannot mask it." It was just a whisper but it sent shivers down her spine. He wrapped his arms around her and rested it on her bust, his chin sat on her crown. She had always felt secured whenever she was in his arms, but she would never admit to it, not to him nor to herself. She felt as though her lungs stopped breathing and she could hear her heart beating: loud and fast. She closed her eyes. His embrace went tighter as his head went down to the corner of her neck and shoulders. He bit and sucked on that tender spot. She had goosebumps and she felt her nipples went erect under her white, over-sized t-shirt.
He continued to rain kisses on her neck and collar, his hands cupped her breasts. She could feel the burning desire emanating from his palms through her thin cotton tee. He had big hands that were able to cover her breast fully. He gave it a soft squeeze, and then his forefinger and thumb played with her distended nipples. She let out a soft moan when he licked the mole on the center of her nape. With that, he became bolder, one hand went down her boxer-covered mound. He easily found the nub he was looking for and taunted it. She was getting dizzy with the overwhelming sensation..
"You're mine.." Those words awoke her from daze. She struggled to get away from his clutches to no avail. His arms were as strong as steel, and he was not even using his inhuman abilities yet. Her endeavor only led them both to the side of her bed with him now on top of her as she lay down on the bed on her back and her legs hanging.
"I never was nor will be yours! Never!" She hissed.
"You cannot overpower me, physically or otherwise, so stop defying me." He hissed back, then he kissed her hard on the lips to muffle her scream as he impaled himself into her. Her eyes opened wide with disbelief. She was still dressed in her white, over-sized, cotton t-shirt and black boxer briefs, how was he able to--? The pain she felt from the sudden intrusion was not that bad, but she let her tears rolled down as reality hit her --- her body was betraying her as she felt her hips moving in the same rhythmic motion as him. She closed her eyes when he closed his lips into her left nipple and flicked it with his tongue.
She felt like something within her was being lifted up to the higher ground. She felt delirious as an unidentifiable urge skyrocketed from her depths..and then he stopped moving. She opened her eyes and met his beautiful orient blue ones.
"Tell me you're mine," he commanded as he slowly unsheathe himself from her.
She just stared blankly back at him.
"Tell me you belong to me." His eyes were begging her this time, pleading for her to say the words he longed to hear.
Again she just met his eyes and did not utter a single word.
He stood up and she saw his full tanned naked physique. How could she not like this being? With his lithe movement and agility, he disappeared in the shadows of the twilight, leaving both him and her with a sorrowful emptiness.
"Hush, my beloved.. Do not move or scream.." Whispered the voice from behind her. She did not notice him approach her. She felt the warmth of his breath..of his body..his whole presence, although he had to touch her yet. She knew him..had known him for a while now.. Her body stiffened and she stifled her gasp as he touched the tips of her long, wavy locks. He sniffed her hair as he closed the distance between their bodies.
"You thought you could run away and hide from me for long, did you not?" His voice was as husky and as very manly as she could remember. "I could always find you because of your scent that is so pungent to my senses that even the brininess of the air cannot mask it." It was just a whisper but it sent shivers down her spine. He wrapped his arms around her and rested it on her bust, his chin sat on her crown. She had always felt secured whenever she was in his arms, but she would never admit to it, not to him nor to herself. She felt as though her lungs stopped breathing and she could hear her heart beating: loud and fast. She closed her eyes. His embrace went tighter as his head went down to the corner of her neck and shoulders. He bit and sucked on that tender spot. She had goosebumps and she felt her nipples went erect under her white, over-sized t-shirt.
He continued to rain kisses on her neck and collar, his hands cupped her breasts. She could feel the burning desire emanating from his palms through her thin cotton tee. He had big hands that were able to cover her breast fully. He gave it a soft squeeze, and then his forefinger and thumb played with her distended nipples. She let out a soft moan when he licked the mole on the center of her nape. With that, he became bolder, one hand went down her boxer-covered mound. He easily found the nub he was looking for and taunted it. She was getting dizzy with the overwhelming sensation..
"You're mine.." Those words awoke her from daze. She struggled to get away from his clutches to no avail. His arms were as strong as steel, and he was not even using his inhuman abilities yet. Her endeavor only led them both to the side of her bed with him now on top of her as she lay down on the bed on her back and her legs hanging.
"I never was nor will be yours! Never!" She hissed.
"You cannot overpower me, physically or otherwise, so stop defying me." He hissed back, then he kissed her hard on the lips to muffle her scream as he impaled himself into her. Her eyes opened wide with disbelief. She was still dressed in her white, over-sized, cotton t-shirt and black boxer briefs, how was he able to--? The pain she felt from the sudden intrusion was not that bad, but she let her tears rolled down as reality hit her --- her body was betraying her as she felt her hips moving in the same rhythmic motion as him. She closed her eyes when he closed his lips into her left nipple and flicked it with his tongue.
She felt like something within her was being lifted up to the higher ground. She felt delirious as an unidentifiable urge skyrocketed from her depths..and then he stopped moving. She opened her eyes and met his beautiful orient blue ones.
"Tell me you're mine," he commanded as he slowly unsheathe himself from her.
She just stared blankly back at him.
"Tell me you belong to me." His eyes were begging her this time, pleading for her to say the words he longed to hear.
Again she just met his eyes and did not utter a single word.
He stood up and she saw his full tanned naked physique. How could she not like this being? With his lithe movement and agility, he disappeared in the shadows of the twilight, leaving both him and her with a sorrowful emptiness.
June 27, 2009
Recipe for Rape
Ingredients:
750 mL Jagermeister
750 mL Jekyll and Hyde
Soul foods (fried pork chops, fried chicken, potato salad, and coleslaw)
1 queen-sized bed in a dim-lighted room
Preparation
First, take a very quick shower, 10 minutes tops, to freshen you up after a long tiring day's work. Use a shower gel that comes with a body lotion and a body spray, which scent compliments and accentuates your body's natural uhm..aroma. Then, towel your hair but don't dry it, just leave it damp. Don't put any make-up on either, appear as fresh-looking as you can. Even if you're not used to wearing anything on when you sleep, you have to wear something in a slumber party, and since there are members from the opposite sex who are invited, better wear something that will not catch their attention, meaning something that might turn the wrong switches on. I suggest wearing a pair of jog suit or pyjamas, depends on the weather and/or season; however, under some circumstances, you can still stir that thing on them males, like you may have assets so visible even in these kind of apparel.
Working on with the Tricks
Ask someone who's also invited to the party to carpool with you. This way you can save gas and mileage of your own car. Give him a peck when he comes to your house to pick you up as a sign of greeting and thanks. In his car, ask him not to turn the a/c on, you wanted him to save gas too, and just let the night air blow your hair to your face along with the whiff of your scent to his nose. Upon arriving to your destination, go inside your host/ess house first and sit on the couch or love seat, he'll surely follow you and sit right next to you, 'coz by this time he's already addicted to your fragrance. Act as if you can't feel his eyes roaming all-over your body. Drink your Jag shots chased by Jekyll and Hyde shots as you're supposed to. Eat the soul foods in your plate that your host/ess has given you. Always stand up and go to the restroom if you feel like going even if you're already feeling the buzz of what you're drinking and make sure to pass by the electric fan frequently, or better yet, sit in front of it. Since you're tired and buzzed, you'll feel like the world's spinning around you, so ask your host/ess where his/her bedroom is, tell him/her you want to see his/her bed. When you get there, lay down and sleep lightly. After some time you'll feel the presence of another person. You know it's him; Although your mind's still awake, just pretend you're sleeping. Pretend until your pretentions become reality. He'll be lying down beside you by then.
Reaching the End
While you were sleeping, kiss him hard until you taste blood. Go on top of him, sit astride him, and tell him, "I'm gonna rape you tonight, bitch." Slap him across his face and follow it up with a backhand. Covering his mouth with your hand, bite his earlobe. Squeeze his chest. Nip his neck. Slap him again and again until you pass out on top of him. He'll stand up, lay you on your stomach, pull your legs down and leave it hanging on the side of the bed, strip your pants and undies off and exact his revenge. He'll just finish what you've started. Extinguishing the fire you've ignited he'll squirt on your buttocks with his loads. He's still a gentleman and will wipe it off your skin with a paper towel and put your clothes back on to its place. He'll also make sure you're lying on the same spot you're lying on when he entered the room so that nobody will know what happened that night except him, for tomorrow when you wake up, you'll simply think of it as a dream. A wet dream..
750 mL Jagermeister
750 mL Jekyll and Hyde
Soul foods (fried pork chops, fried chicken, potato salad, and coleslaw)
1 queen-sized bed in a dim-lighted room
Preparation
First, take a very quick shower, 10 minutes tops, to freshen you up after a long tiring day's work. Use a shower gel that comes with a body lotion and a body spray, which scent compliments and accentuates your body's natural uhm..aroma. Then, towel your hair but don't dry it, just leave it damp. Don't put any make-up on either, appear as fresh-looking as you can. Even if you're not used to wearing anything on when you sleep, you have to wear something in a slumber party, and since there are members from the opposite sex who are invited, better wear something that will not catch their attention, meaning something that might turn the wrong switches on. I suggest wearing a pair of jog suit or pyjamas, depends on the weather and/or season; however, under some circumstances, you can still stir that thing on them males, like you may have assets so visible even in these kind of apparel.
Working on with the Tricks
Ask someone who's also invited to the party to carpool with you. This way you can save gas and mileage of your own car. Give him a peck when he comes to your house to pick you up as a sign of greeting and thanks. In his car, ask him not to turn the a/c on, you wanted him to save gas too, and just let the night air blow your hair to your face along with the whiff of your scent to his nose. Upon arriving to your destination, go inside your host/ess house first and sit on the couch or love seat, he'll surely follow you and sit right next to you, 'coz by this time he's already addicted to your fragrance. Act as if you can't feel his eyes roaming all-over your body. Drink your Jag shots chased by Jekyll and Hyde shots as you're supposed to. Eat the soul foods in your plate that your host/ess has given you. Always stand up and go to the restroom if you feel like going even if you're already feeling the buzz of what you're drinking and make sure to pass by the electric fan frequently, or better yet, sit in front of it. Since you're tired and buzzed, you'll feel like the world's spinning around you, so ask your host/ess where his/her bedroom is, tell him/her you want to see his/her bed. When you get there, lay down and sleep lightly. After some time you'll feel the presence of another person. You know it's him; Although your mind's still awake, just pretend you're sleeping. Pretend until your pretentions become reality. He'll be lying down beside you by then.
Reaching the End
While you were sleeping, kiss him hard until you taste blood. Go on top of him, sit astride him, and tell him, "I'm gonna rape you tonight, bitch." Slap him across his face and follow it up with a backhand. Covering his mouth with your hand, bite his earlobe. Squeeze his chest. Nip his neck. Slap him again and again until you pass out on top of him. He'll stand up, lay you on your stomach, pull your legs down and leave it hanging on the side of the bed, strip your pants and undies off and exact his revenge. He'll just finish what you've started. Extinguishing the fire you've ignited he'll squirt on your buttocks with his loads. He's still a gentleman and will wipe it off your skin with a paper towel and put your clothes back on to its place. He'll also make sure you're lying on the same spot you're lying on when he entered the room so that nobody will know what happened that night except him, for tomorrow when you wake up, you'll simply think of it as a dream. A wet dream..
Salacious Delirium
author's note: this is my first time to write an erotica, Circa 2004, and I wrote it placing myself in a man's shoe.
I turn to my side, facing her.
Ahhh...the woman I chose is here beside me.
She's so close to me I can smell her floral-scented tresses.
I kept my eyes closed,
Still..
Remembering how we met
And end up in the bed.
I put the weight of my hairy legs on her silken ones,
Embraced her soft body,
And feel the warmth that it emanates.
I feel her.
She fills me.
She fills the void that once was there...
Slowly, I open my eyes
and the first thing it sees was her full, luscious lips,
that I always wanted to kiss.
I cupped her firm, round, caramel-areolaed left breast with my right hand
and run some butterfly-like touches with my fingertips.
It went taut and my heart skipped a beat,
She's real...
I am not dreaming, it's really her.
The woman of my constant reverie...
She stirred in her slumber.
Did I wake her up?
She slightly opened her mouth like Sleeping Beauty
yearning to be kissed by her Prince Charming
to break the enchantment,
and I did, only the spell was not broken.
And I hope it never will...
Ahhh...the woman I chose is here beside me.
She's so close to me I can smell her floral-scented tresses.
I kept my eyes closed,
Still..
Remembering how we met
And end up in the bed.
I put the weight of my hairy legs on her silken ones,
Embraced her soft body,
And feel the warmth that it emanates.
I feel her.
She fills me.
She fills the void that once was there...
Slowly, I open my eyes
and the first thing it sees was her full, luscious lips,
that I always wanted to kiss.
I cupped her firm, round, caramel-areolaed left breast with my right hand
and run some butterfly-like touches with my fingertips.
It went taut and my heart skipped a beat,
She's real...
I am not dreaming, it's really her.
The woman of my constant reverie...
She stirred in her slumber.
Did I wake her up?
She slightly opened her mouth like Sleeping Beauty
yearning to be kissed by her Prince Charming
to break the enchantment,
and I did, only the spell was not broken.
And I hope it never will...
Flood Project
Monday, January 24, 2005
Whacked Out I woke up facing the popcorn ceiling, I stared at it blankly for a moment contemplating where the hell am I and why do I feel sore all over. I tried getting up but my body feels so heavy, I tried raising an arm but it's as if my bones and muscles don't wanna cooperate with my brain. Then it dawned on me, I'm now in my cozy room, I've got bruises and welts in my elbows, forearms, chest, buttocks, thighs, knees, and legs. Jeez! What has gotten in my mind? Why did I do that thing for? I did enjoy the experience but do I have to ache everywhere? These were my thoughts as I outlined yesterday's event that caused my hurting, I rewound, played and paused it in my mind like a broken DVD player. I was dripping with sweat because of the hot winter weather up in the snowy mountains, believe it or not, it's hot!!! I remembered going up and down so vigorously, and whenever I drop or fall down, I'd curse or cry out a very resonant "ouch!", "fuck!", and "puta!" with my butt and thighs on the ground, legs and feet a hundred and eighty degrees apart or maybe a couple of degrees more, sometimes I fall or drop on my chest and forearms. Face and body all flushed, panting like an exhausted dog, I'd struggle to get up. I recalled wincing in agony as I walked into the bathroom and screamed a resounding "hell no!" when I saw blood dripping on my thighs. Exhausted and squirming with pain, I opened the shower and washed my body with hot water, I felt relieved for a moment. I slept afterwards and now, I'm here lying on my bed, body is still throbbing, recollecting that hell of an experience. Limping as I get up, I told myself, these self-afflicted mars were worth my learning on how to snowboard, yeehaw!!! (Aray!!!) Tuesday, January 17, 2006
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Feels Soo Damn Gee Double-Oh Dee, Good!!
Lifted from my blog Circa 2004.. One down, more to go..
I woke up one morning with the air filled with streaky blurs of white and gray. I tossed and turned, and tried once more to catch up on my sleep. The cold sweat was forming all over my body, and I needed to get up periodically to try and catch my breath. It was all over me. I felt a sudden stimulation through my nerves, and it gave me a tingling sensation I haven't had for a long time.
I laid down in a semi-reclining position as my mind wandered all over the place. The day was too inviting, and inside of me was screaming for more. I rubbed my hand against the spot, and I could feel my eyes rolling back as I felt the heat while I thrusted faster and faster. It was turning redder with each stroke of my fingers. It made me crave even more.
But then, I remained unsatisfied with all the gentle and forceful stroke of my hands. I wanted something rough to keep the friction intensely gratifying. I constantly rubbed it with a hard edged instrument with considerable pressure. My other hand gracefully worked its way to the other spot where I felt a burning urge to dig through.
I started to suck my fingernails and pressed it even harder 'til it almost touched my naked flesh. The spot turned flushed, and was slightly puffy. The warm feeling was still there. I bit my lip as hard as I could as the prickling feeling increased.
I took a deep sigh of relief as I grasped my breath, and tiny specks of perspiration appeared on my forehead. And as if an act of satisfaction and pleasure, I closed my eyes and smiled like a bitch. I could still feel the yearning to do it over again. This indulgence will never stop until I felt a culminating intensity--bursting and burning through.
Again, I'm touching it. And just like yesterday, and the day before, my fingers will give it a back and forth thrust until my mosquito bites quit itching..
Sarap talagang kumamot.. pesteng mga lamok yan!!
I woke up one morning with the air filled with streaky blurs of white and gray. I tossed and turned, and tried once more to catch up on my sleep. The cold sweat was forming all over my body, and I needed to get up periodically to try and catch my breath. It was all over me. I felt a sudden stimulation through my nerves, and it gave me a tingling sensation I haven't had for a long time.
I laid down in a semi-reclining position as my mind wandered all over the place. The day was too inviting, and inside of me was screaming for more. I rubbed my hand against the spot, and I could feel my eyes rolling back as I felt the heat while I thrusted faster and faster. It was turning redder with each stroke of my fingers. It made me crave even more.
But then, I remained unsatisfied with all the gentle and forceful stroke of my hands. I wanted something rough to keep the friction intensely gratifying. I constantly rubbed it with a hard edged instrument with considerable pressure. My other hand gracefully worked its way to the other spot where I felt a burning urge to dig through.
I started to suck my fingernails and pressed it even harder 'til it almost touched my naked flesh. The spot turned flushed, and was slightly puffy. The warm feeling was still there. I bit my lip as hard as I could as the prickling feeling increased.
I took a deep sigh of relief as I grasped my breath, and tiny specks of perspiration appeared on my forehead. And as if an act of satisfaction and pleasure, I closed my eyes and smiled like a bitch. I could still feel the yearning to do it over again. This indulgence will never stop until I felt a culminating intensity--bursting and burning through.
Again, I'm touching it. And just like yesterday, and the day before, my fingers will give it a back and forth thrust until my mosquito bites quit itching..
Sarap talagang kumamot.. pesteng mga lamok yan!!
June 07, 2009
Facial
Re-posting from Darthjesus' plurk. Interesting uhm..treatment name.
Spermine, a powerful anti-oxidant originally discovered in, yes, human sperm, is said to diminish wrinkles and smooth the skin. The substance is now being synthesized in laboratories and sold by a Norwegian company called (seriously) Bioforskning. Spermine facials (really) cost $250 at Townhouse Spa, where the substance is penetrated with ultrasound and infrared light (a more basic treatment can be found for $125 at the nearby Graceful Services). Also available at Townhouse for $175: snail-secretion facials.
Would You Try This?: The Spermine Facial
Jun 01, 2009 @ 11:43am
Called the Spermine Facial, it consists of slathering synthesized human sperm on your face and then running an ultrasound and infared light over the substance to help it, ahem, penetrate deeper. Townhouse Spa is currently offering this service for $250.
Apparently studies were conducted (can you imagine that clinical trial?) that showed that the antioxidant found in human sperm makes your skin softer and less wrinkly. I’ve seen people put some pretty crazy stuff on their face in the name of beauty but this takes the cake. I’m all for piling on the lotions and potions to keep my skin looking its best, but I don’t think I could get over the gross-out factor on this one.
Would you try the Spermine Facial or is this just too gross for words?
—MEGAN MCINTYRE
Spermine, a powerful anti-oxidant originally discovered in, yes, human sperm, is said to diminish wrinkles and smooth the skin. The substance is now being synthesized in laboratories and sold by a Norwegian company called (seriously) Bioforskning. Spermine facials (really) cost $250 at Townhouse Spa, where the substance is penetrated with ultrasound and infrared light (a more basic treatment can be found for $125 at the nearby Graceful Services). Also available at Townhouse for $175: snail-secretion facials.
March 30, 2009
Getting Down on Laissez-Faire Sex
Any word said in French sounds sexy! (orgasm < la mort douce)
I've been nitpicking on the phrase "laissez-faire sex" for half-an-hour now trying to achieve "moksha" sans kama sutra. *wink*
The curiosity started after reading the article "Is Food the New Sex?" by Mary Eberstadt.
Here are my train of thoughts on this matter as I quibble on the euphemism..
Laissez-faire, imho, is an economic policy/doctrine that shuns government out of trade and entrepreneurship. So what the ef does the government has to do with sex (even if there are a lot of screwin'round done in politics)?!
Consulting the www, I came up with several explanations/definitions of laissez-faire.
Laissez-faire is French for "let do". Hmmmnn..okay, consulting the example given by Eberstadt, "She has even been known to watch pornography with her boyfriend, at his coaxing, in part to show how very laissez-faire she is."
So, does this mean laissez-faire sex means letting your partner do things [s/he wants] to you, that liking it or not does not matter..? I don't like the idea of it. Imagine having sex just for the pleasure of your partner and not yours..? That's not a very symbiotic relationship. =P
Laissez-faire is French for "leave alone". Leave alone sex sounds more like masturbation with this translation, so no, it does not jive with the example given either.
An online friend, let's call her Desire, then gave her two cents, after I asked for it since racking through my brain is not enough, that on the example given by the researcher, she interpreted it as a homophone for "lazy". Of course that made me LOL.
Laissez-faire on economics and finance, is a policy/doctrine dictating a minimum of governmental interference in the economic affairs of individuals and society. I kinda hit the spot, but not quite..Yey!
An open market sex, as Warped (author of Charmaine and Fucking Nadia) pointed out. But market equates to trade, I said. Then I swayed for it, since and there's a lot of exchange [of bodily fluids] done in the process of sex, starting from swapping salivas to squirting--uhm--spunks. Going back to economics, sex money/business without government intervention kinda seems wrong as well. Prostitution, after all, is the world's oldest profession; and getting nothing from it and unregulating it is dangerous!
Laissez-faire is a policy of allowing events to take its own course with minimal intervention. With this definition, I came up with spontaneous sex (read: HOT!). Two people meet, get a good stare (inventory? hmm) at each other, then, wham-bham-kabaam! He lights up a cig while she sleeps. Okay, I know we're getting in a kinkier side of sex, but it's not the definition that Eberstadt implies with her example.
Then it dawned on me, what if we take the defintion of economics' laissez-faire, minus the economics..?
Laissez-faire sex is having sex sans restrictions. (oh, I know I'm good..huh..?)
A definition to which "Rac" has the balls to ask, "Is there such a thing as restricted sex?" to which witty goddess kink_gurl (author of Tom and Adrea and The Date With A Stranger) replied, "There is such a thing as restricted sex. Isn't it called bondage?"
Drat! Why haven't I thought about that frickin' pun! Gawd, I'm getting rusty! Good thing we're having this orgy, screw mind masturbation! LOL!
Increasing my karma, still trying to achieve nirvana (which made me wonder since I'm an agnostic, most prolly through plurking), and came up with *drum rolls* "Laissez-faire sex is the freedom to pursue or have sex with noninterference to the affairs of others." How's that for the definition of laissez-faire sex?
I've been nitpicking on the phrase "laissez-faire sex" for half-an-hour now trying to achieve "moksha" sans kama sutra. *wink*
The curiosity started after reading the article "Is Food the New Sex?" by Mary Eberstadt.
Here are my train of thoughts on this matter as I quibble on the euphemism..
Laissez-faire, imho, is an economic policy/doctrine that shuns government out of trade and entrepreneurship. So what the ef does the government has to do with sex (even if there are a lot of screwin'round done in politics)?!
Consulting the www, I came up with several explanations/definitions of laissez-faire.
Laissez-faire is French for "let do". Hmmmnn..okay, consulting the example given by Eberstadt, "She has even been known to watch pornography with her boyfriend, at his coaxing, in part to show how very laissez-faire she is."
So, does this mean laissez-faire sex means letting your partner do things [s/he wants] to you, that liking it or not does not matter..? I don't like the idea of it. Imagine having sex just for the pleasure of your partner and not yours..? That's not a very symbiotic relationship. =P
Laissez-faire is French for "leave alone". Leave alone sex sounds more like masturbation with this translation, so no, it does not jive with the example given either.
An online friend, let's call her Desire, then gave her two cents, after I asked for it since racking through my brain is not enough, that on the example given by the researcher, she interpreted it as a homophone for "lazy". Of course that made me LOL.
Laissez-faire on economics and finance, is a policy/doctrine dictating a minimum of governmental interference in the economic affairs of individuals and society. I kinda hit the spot, but not quite..Yey!
An open market sex, as Warped (author of Charmaine and Fucking Nadia) pointed out. But market equates to trade, I said. Then I swayed for it, since
Laissez-faire is a policy of allowing events to take its own course with minimal intervention. With this definition, I came up with spontaneous sex (read: HOT!). Two people meet, get a good stare (inventory? hmm) at each other, then, wham-bham-kabaam! He lights up a cig while she sleeps. Okay, I know we're getting in a kinkier side of sex, but it's not the definition that Eberstadt implies with her example.
Then it dawned on me, what if we take the defintion of economics' laissez-faire, minus the economics..?
Laissez-faire sex is having sex sans restrictions. (oh, I know I'm good..huh..?)
A definition to which "Rac" has the balls to ask, "Is there such a thing as restricted sex?" to which witty goddess kink_gurl (author of Tom and Adrea and The Date With A Stranger) replied, "There is such a thing as restricted sex. Isn't it called bondage?"
Drat! Why haven't I thought about that frickin' pun! Gawd, I'm getting rusty! Good thing we're having this orgy, screw mind masturbation! LOL!
Increasing my karma, still trying to achieve nirvana (which made me wonder since I'm an agnostic, most prolly through plurking), and came up with *drum rolls* "Laissez-faire sex is the freedom to pursue or have sex with noninterference to the affairs of others." How's that for the definition of laissez-faire sex?
February 07, 2009
Steamy Nite in Hollywood
It's a rainy, humid, Friday night, and it reminds me of the night my friends and I went out to Hollywood to drink, dance, and have fun. That night, amidst the Asian crowd, I met her..
She was so stunning in her statuesque feature, long, ash blond hair, baby blue eyes, and thin, pink lips. She came to me, we danced, and she spoke in her drunken stupor in a language I could not figure out at first since she's slurring with her words..
"Je suis désolé que je sois ivre.."
She said those words again. This time in a breathy voice. The dance floor suddenly became warmer, and my hands began to sweat. She speaks French.
"Ich bin traurig, dass ich getrunken werde.."
She whispered to my ear again. It's another different language. Did that mean she spoke a different one a while ago..? I was still pondering my thoughts when she put her arms around my neck and bent down to kiss me. It was sweet. Her hands were warm and soft, her lips warmer and softer. I could not believe my luck! I did not pry my tongue in her mouth, not yet anyway, I did not want her or her friends to think that I am taking advantage of her drunken state.
"I said, I am sorry I am drunk. I only had one too many," she explained.
"It's okay. I can see you are drunk, do you want to go back to your friends now?" I wanted to hit my noggin for asking her the silly query, but luck was on my side. She said "no" and kissed me again. This time, she ran her long fingers through my long hair, still in the middle of the dance floor. I held her face, touched her cheeks and jawline. It was so smooth.
"Let's go to the powder room.." she sugge--- no, she commanded, and I obeyed.
Despite the humidity, she was wearing a turtleneck sweater, a pair of plaid pants, and boots. I was thinking she went straight to the club after work. I on the other hand wore my denim mini-skirts, red halter blouse, and knee-high boots.
As we stepped inside the ladies' room, I got a good look on her face. She looks European, Swedish perhaps. She reminded me of that paperback I read when I was in high school about a Swedish lady who owns a motel where-in the room keys were thrown by men into the pool and women would dive into the pool in order to retrieve it, therefore having access to the said room and its occupant. She's a decade, more or less, older than me. Her cheeks were marbled with blood vessels, and I am a sucker for those features. The three-inch heeled boots she was wearing only added to her five foot ten inches tallness that I was facing her B-cups when we got crammed inside the cubicle.
We started lip locking again. This time more wet, more torrid, and more wanton that I could taste her jager-bombs mixed with my sex on the beach. Her hands were all-over my body and mine imitated hers. She cupped my double-Ds, squeezed it, played with it. I felt her butt cheeks and pinched it when she started to tread her lips and tongue down my neck. The cubicle felt so stuffy. She took my hands and brought it down her crotch area, yearning to be touched. I obliged.. I caressed her crotch like she wanted me to as she slid her hands up my skirt. I unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, stripped it down along with her underpants. I got excited when I saw it, and it was excited to see me as well. I started kissing it.. Then licked it.. Nibbled it.. And then finally sucked it.. She was feeling so ecstatic she let out a groan. I was enjoying giving her pleasures when the lady by the restroom's sink knocked on our cubicle's door.
We hurriedly put ourselves together. I left the cubicle first waiting for her to follow me, but her friends were waiting outside and I assumed they brought her home. I never got her number nor her name. Her friends were tall too, just like her.. I wonder if they too have penises as big as hers.
She was so stunning in her statuesque feature, long, ash blond hair, baby blue eyes, and thin, pink lips. She came to me, we danced, and she spoke in her drunken stupor in a language I could not figure out at first since she's slurring with her words..
"Je suis désolé que je sois ivre.."
She said those words again. This time in a breathy voice. The dance floor suddenly became warmer, and my hands began to sweat. She speaks French.
"Ich bin traurig, dass ich getrunken werde.."
She whispered to my ear again. It's another different language. Did that mean she spoke a different one a while ago..? I was still pondering my thoughts when she put her arms around my neck and bent down to kiss me. It was sweet. Her hands were warm and soft, her lips warmer and softer. I could not believe my luck! I did not pry my tongue in her mouth, not yet anyway, I did not want her or her friends to think that I am taking advantage of her drunken state.
"I said, I am sorry I am drunk. I only had one too many," she explained.
"It's okay. I can see you are drunk, do you want to go back to your friends now?" I wanted to hit my noggin for asking her the silly query, but luck was on my side. She said "no" and kissed me again. This time, she ran her long fingers through my long hair, still in the middle of the dance floor. I held her face, touched her cheeks and jawline. It was so smooth.
"Let's go to the powder room.." she sugge--- no, she commanded, and I obeyed.
Despite the humidity, she was wearing a turtleneck sweater, a pair of plaid pants, and boots. I was thinking she went straight to the club after work. I on the other hand wore my denim mini-skirts, red halter blouse, and knee-high boots.
As we stepped inside the ladies' room, I got a good look on her face. She looks European, Swedish perhaps. She reminded me of that paperback I read when I was in high school about a Swedish lady who owns a motel where-in the room keys were thrown by men into the pool and women would dive into the pool in order to retrieve it, therefore having access to the said room and its occupant. She's a decade, more or less, older than me. Her cheeks were marbled with blood vessels, and I am a sucker for those features. The three-inch heeled boots she was wearing only added to her five foot ten inches tallness that I was facing her B-cups when we got crammed inside the cubicle.
We started lip locking again. This time more wet, more torrid, and more wanton that I could taste her jager-bombs mixed with my sex on the beach. Her hands were all-over my body and mine imitated hers. She cupped my double-Ds, squeezed it, played with it. I felt her butt cheeks and pinched it when she started to tread her lips and tongue down my neck. The cubicle felt so stuffy. She took my hands and brought it down her crotch area, yearning to be touched. I obliged.. I caressed her crotch like she wanted me to as she slid her hands up my skirt. I unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, stripped it down along with her underpants. I got excited when I saw it, and it was excited to see me as well. I started kissing it.. Then licked it.. Nibbled it.. And then finally sucked it.. She was feeling so ecstatic she let out a groan. I was enjoying giving her pleasures when the lady by the restroom's sink knocked on our cubicle's door.
We hurriedly put ourselves together. I left the cubicle first waiting for her to follow me, but her friends were waiting outside and I assumed they brought her home. I never got her number nor her name. Her friends were tall too, just like her.. I wonder if they too have penises as big as hers.
June 13, 2008
April 26, 2008
March 12, 2008
Sex Could Kill You!
"Do you know what the human body goes through when you have sex?
Pupils dilate, arteries constrict, core temperature rises, heart races,
blood pressure skyrockets, respiration becomes rapid and shallow,
the brain fires bursts of electrical impulses from nowhere to nowhere,
and secretions spit out of every gland, and the muscle spasm like
you're lifting three times your body weight. It's violent, it's ugly, and
it's messy, and if God hadn't made it unbelievably fun, the human race
would have died eons ago." - Dr. Allyson Cameron, House M.D.
Pupils dilate, arteries constrict, core temperature rises, heart races,
blood pressure skyrockets, respiration becomes rapid and shallow,
the brain fires bursts of electrical impulses from nowhere to nowhere,
and secretions spit out of every gland, and the muscle spasm like
you're lifting three times your body weight. It's violent, it's ugly, and
it's messy, and if God hadn't made it unbelievably fun, the human race
would have died eons ago." - Dr. Allyson Cameron, House M.D.
October 03, 2007
Charmaine
When I was a teenager I used to have these fantasies about going on holiday with my lover to some quaint seaside cottage in the country.
Our holiday would be far enough to make everyone but my lover disappear. It would be long enough to forget that we once had lives of any significance apart from each other. Once there, we would take our time flaunting the sight of our naked youth in the afternoon sun.
In those languid hours we would make sweet, tender love. There would be hard fucking in store: but not yet - not while I could watch the sun play out his colors on my lover's breasts as we undulate in ancient rhythm.
Of late, those visions have invaded my subconscious but this time the woman has a face - yours.
I dream of your ample breasts dancing inches from my face as we lie in adulterous congress. I remember the look on your face, at once rapacious and lusty, your hair wild and on fire. We are making up for lost time and hurrying before the real world returnes to destroy the fantasy.
I miss you.
Later, after I empty myself in you we collapse together. We lie with eyes on each other, panting.
"Hello stranger." Wit has left me because of you.
"Hello yourself," you say, and you kiss me.
"You had fun." My grin is wide.
"You're asking me?!?"
"That's not a question." I kiss you back and pull you into my arms.
August 15, 2007
Max, Oh!
I've been watching softcore pornography for about a month now, whenever it is available in our CableTV. Don't get me wrong, I hate porn movies. Not all of it though.. Some porns turn me on naman kahet papano like the Japanese hentai and what Warped classified as reality porn, I'm more of an erotica person kase eh.. Anyhoo, I just watch these movies to observe.. Yep, I wasn't turned on by this kind either.. Though 'tis somewhat similar to erotica, there really are a lot of differences sa factors or keys ng movie. Masasabe ko ngang softporn is the midline between erotica and hardcore porn..
Unahin natin i-describe ang hardporn according to my point of view. Hardporns usually doesn't have a plot. Dere-derecho na agad sa tirahan ang mga actors and the foreplays are gross and the whole act is harsh, for my taste, huh..
Softporn naman, there's a plot, but not that kind of heavy plotting you can see in the films made formovie theatres. Kinda biased 'coz the actress is the only one you can see in her birthsuit properly. Suwerte mo na pag makita mo butt cheeks ng actor, 'coz mostly, they will be covered by the actress. Ang nagse-separate kase between softporn and hardporn are the actual penetration and the erect penis of the actor.. Meh foreplays din naman ang softporn, but as far as I saw, either done in haste or 'yung halatang umaarte lang talaga.. In a normal sex scene, a woman can't be wriggling when she's just being touched, noh!!
Erotica tends to define material with a higher emotional content, the development of place, character and story line, or of an overall artistic theme. It only portrays suggestive movements, it has nudity but without the exposure of the human naked body to the camera's lens..
Higher emotional content. That's what turns me on. I once heard or read somewhere that, "in sex, women are more into intimacy while men are more into orgasm"..
Intimacy.. Nope not the movie.. Sexual intimacy.. Knowing one's body along with its heart, soul, and mind..
Unahin natin i-describe ang hardporn according to my point of view. Hardporns usually doesn't have a plot. Dere-derecho na agad sa tirahan ang mga actors and the foreplays are gross and the whole act is harsh, for my taste, huh..
Softporn naman, there's a plot, but not that kind of heavy plotting you can see in the films made formovie theatres. Kinda biased 'coz the actress is the only one you can see in her birthsuit properly. Suwerte mo na pag makita mo butt cheeks ng actor, 'coz mostly, they will be covered by the actress. Ang nagse-separate kase between softporn and hardporn are the actual penetration and the erect penis of the actor.. Meh foreplays din naman ang softporn, but as far as I saw, either done in haste or 'yung halatang umaarte lang talaga.. In a normal sex scene, a woman can't be wriggling when she's just being touched, noh!!
Erotica tends to define material with a higher emotional content, the development of place, character and story line, or of an overall artistic theme. It only portrays suggestive movements, it has nudity but without the exposure of the human naked body to the camera's lens..
Higher emotional content. That's what turns me on. I once heard or read somewhere that, "in sex, women are more into intimacy while men are more into orgasm"..
Intimacy.. Nope not the movie.. Sexual intimacy.. Knowing one's body along with its heart, soul, and mind..
May 24, 2006
Video Games
One of the advantages of being a professional student is that I get to play video games in a lame attempt at de-stressing.So, I take the nearest R-rated game I could get my grubby hands on (GTA: San Andreas) and find that one of the available stores is an adult toy shop.
This is fine, because it brought back days when I would go down to the Valley thanks to my sister, and browse erotic delights which I would take home to the wife. These shops looked a little less drab than this, except for this little beauty sitting on the counter.
I think that would be fine if I owned a stud farm, if only to keep the mares happy, or if I was a Shinto worshipper and I wanted to sit my daughter on a giant dick for fertility. This time though, it'll be twenty-first century jelly-filled material attached to a chainsaw motor/power sander.
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