Sexual Innuendo

First from Melbourne

2008-03-04T20:27:00.002+08:00

It has been a busy two weeks trying to get settled. I am loving the life and the environment here, no more feeling of restriction though i am trying not to get carried away by the freedom i am allowed now.

Beer is certainly cheaper than water here and so is a good bottle of wine. I have been drinking almost every other week with mates in pubs, clubs or even while watching a movie in their Botanic Gardens. Things i would never have the chance of doing back home.

Most of the locals and foreign students i met here have been quite nice, though some can be a bit looney at times. Imagine having breakfast at a nice idyllic cafe by the roadside and this guy just drives up to greet you Good Morning. Or some guy just walking along the street shouting "Peace to all" and waving and flashing you the thumbs up sign. Either they are all high on drugs or they are simply too carefree here.

The only thing i havent gotten used to is the pace of life here and the ever changing weather.

I called and emailed in advance about setting up an internet service and phone line for my apartment two weeks before i arrived so imagine the agony and anger at waiting for another two whole weeks for them to really fix everything up.

Weather here is a fickle minded young lady. Although it is considered Autumn now, it can still be as hot as summer or as absurbly cold as winter. It is common to experience cold winds, a clear cloudless sky with the unrelenting sun bearing down on you, a sudden downpour all within ten minutes. Vivaldi's classical piece of "Four Seasons" would be an apt selection for this city.

School has started for me this week and it is certainly fun to be mingling around with students once again after almost a decade's break of studying. About 3/4 of my whole course is filled with chicks so going to class can be quite motivating. It is also refreshing to be around people younger than you and listening to all those crazy ideas that you once had when you were young or just talking to them.

Regular posting service should be back now so check for it. Till then, all of you take care.

Happy Lunar New Year

2008-02-06T17:13:00.000+08:00

I admit, i have neglected this blog for two months. Rest assured though, i will be back in action in a little while.

During these two months, I have been to Taiwan with M and basically spending whatever time i have with her and my family. Was also busy with getting ready for my new life abroad. In fact, i will be flying off to Melbourne next week. Time certainly flies and to think that i was happy about getting accepted into the university just one year ago.

This is going to be a bittersweet holiday for me as it will probably be the one New Year i will be spending here for a while. I do look forward to a new lifestyle and culture there though and who knows what i might discover there? ;)

Happy Lunar New Year to all and i shall blog once again when my place in Melbourned is settled.

Plus One

2007-11-20T01:03:00.000+08:00

Another year and my age has increased by one. In the past when i was much younger, i looked forward to my birthday. The gifts, the cake, the attention was all something to look forward to.

As I grow older, the significance of my birthday grew as well while the prospect of looking forward to this day diminished. The thought that i am not getting younger anymore and that i will be shouldering more responsibilities is one factor that i dont really look forward to this day. Similarly, the gifts, cake and attention is not something i want or like anymore. Then again, reality is always difficult and you will have to go through all of it somehow.

For the past two years, all i look forward to is the excuse that i could gather all my friends and family to go out or just spend time together. Gifts are appreciated though i can do without it. To me, the company of them is the greatest gift i could have.

The only gifts that i didnt mind these two years were the gifts from M. She was always the first to call me on the stroke of midnight to greet me Happy Birthday followed by some naughty talk. Later in the day, her gift will arrive via courier. She got me a tie and a pair of cuff links the first year we were together. Last year it was a Mont Blanc pen.

This year's gift is still on the table in its original packaging, unopened. Somehow, i dont feel like opening this year's gift. Perhaps i am saving it for a while, to savour it.

Busy

2007-11-08T01:39:00.000+08:00

Looking back it has been almost a month since i last updated. Time really flies when you are busy.

I havent really been sexually satisfied for a long while and there is really nothing worth mentioning except the fact that i think i have been hooked on singing. With almost 3 KTV sessions in a month, i think i am beginning to overcome my tone deaf problem and my shyness.

The recent project that i have been given has also been keeping me occupied. I could have rejected it but have decided to accept it due to the relationship between me and the boss who initiated it. Thankfully its not a big one and it pays well.

I have also been feeling a bit emotional lately either through work, lack of sleep or the neglect that M has been giving me at times. Hearing of the breakups or strained relationships of a few friends doesnt help much too. I do understand that it's almost year's end and things arent looking relaxing or kind to her. Still, it does get to you at times when you realize that you are all alone at home and just hoping to hear from her. The uncanny thing is when i think hard enough about her, she will either pop up on messenger or give me a call. I have read that when two persons are close together for a long time, they tend to share each others thoughts. Then again, this doesn't work half the time too.

All in, she will be back next month and I am hoping to use some of the cash from the latest project to go on a short trip with her. I will probably continue on the 7-parter story that i started sometime next week when things settle down a bit. Till then, all you readers please take care and i promise the next story will be good.

Voice

2007-10-12T15:31:00.000+08:00

I was at a gathering between mutual friends lately. There were a couple of new faces among our usual click but the unfamiliarity was washed away over a few drinks. Nothing unusual I thought until one of my girlfriends started gushing to me about one of the new guy on the way back.

The guy looks pretty pleasant to me. Ok, some girls might find him cute. However my girlfriend wasn’t talking about his looks. Instead she was gushing about his voice. His voice is certainly pleasant to the ear and thus complementing his looks. It is not a typical guys voice of being rough or manly like. This new guy’s voice was a little higher than the average guy. It’s hard to describe here and I don’t have a voice recording of it but it does stand out.

And so I got an earful about how nice his voice was on the way back and how she couldn’t wait to find a chance to talk to him on the phone. (They both exchanged numbers.) It is interesting to me because this is the first time I have heard someone being attracted by a voice. Granted, his looks might have come together in a package and my girlfriend could be too shy to mention it, but still going on talking about his voice and how it made her a little light headed seems a bit extreme.

There was a report a while back that was done by a group of sociologists and they found out a link that women were more attracted to guys with a low, deep and firm voice instead of a high pitched one. I guess this report is slightly off then since I have a low voice but till date, no one has mentioned or commented on how attractive it is.

This doesn’t apply for the ladies since guys will definitely prefer a sweet, saccharine voice instead of a low, deep voice that will scare the living daylights out of you. This fact can be attested by the many chat line adverts that made use of a sweet, crisp voice of a girl talking to you.

Humans are known to be visual creatures and it’s usually the first look that forms our first impression of a person. Now, if we were to take away the ability to see, will we place more emphasis on how the person sounds?

Perhaps you readers have your own experience or thoughts to share and I will be interested to hear about it.

Unexpected

2007-10-03T00:35:00.000+08:00

The one night stand last week left me surprised and confused. It’s certainly nice to have someone who is on your thoughts daily to return and indulge in a night of sex. Yet it also disrupted the nice balance that I had.

I had gotten used to not seeing her for two months and wasn’t expecting to see her till two months later and out of nowhere she appears. When the euphoria subsided, I realized that I am stuck in between in a funny sort of way. The feeling is like I cant do without her and I can do without her, neither here nor there. Also, just when I thought I got my urges and desires about her controlled, she appears, breaks all of them and leaves me hungering for more.

It sounds contradicting in a way and I do not know how to talk about it to her. I wouldn’t want her to think that her surprise was wasted and I do not want to make her feel bad about how I am feeling now.

Maybe it’s just an emotional phase that I am going through.

Mid Autumn Surprise

2007-09-28T00:37:00.000+08:00

M’s hair was cropped below her ear now instead of hanging just above her chest, yet the face behind the makeup was familiar.

Seeing the surprise and shock registered on my face, she put a finger to her luscious lips before I could say anything. Walking over, she gave me a deep kiss, one full of feeling, sucking and tonguing. The feeling of her lips on mine was a reminder that this was not a dream.

Without a word said, we were on the bed in seconds. It was a strange and yet familiar feeling to have her beneath me. More kissing followed, by which time I could tell that she wanted it as badly as I did.

Within no time, the shirt came off revealing a pair of creamy white breasts cupped by a black lacy La Senza bra. Cupping her breasts through the lacy material, I gave them a firm squeeze and moved my fingers to play with her nipples under the bra. Her eyes were closed and she was biting down on her lower lip yet I knew she was enjoying it as much as I did.

Moving over the clasp at the front, I unhooked the bra revealing the full glory beneath it. Lightly scratching and poking her semi hard nipples, I gave it a good suck. She tried to arch her chest forward presumably to give me better suction. In the warm, wet comfort of my mouth, I could feel the nipple hardening. My fingers were crawling under her skirt now. Instead of feeling something between them and the sacred valley, I felt the familiar folds of pleasure that were now dripping wet.

Stopping the nipple play, the tongue dance continued with the finger dance going on in the south. Nibbling and sucking on her earlobe, she got an admonishing from me about modesty. Yet, all she cared about was getting fucked.

To show her horniness, she pulled down my shorts and started stroking my dick. In response, it only grew harder. She stopped and lifted her skirt, revealing her black garters that were holding on to her stockings. Guiding my dick, she positioned it at the entrance of the sacred valley. The unspoken rule had been enacted and I just inserted.

Weeks of pent up desire were released and took on a life form in the lovemaking. No words were needed; the feelings and desires were felt and understood between us. The ending was exhausting yet beautiful and satisfying.

Such surprises don’t come often yet they are often so short and surreal as they come that one is usually left in surprise and pleasure days after it.

M, I love you.

2046

2007-09-19T01:26:00.001+08:00

I am not inspired to blog much lately. Nothing interesting happens and life goes on as normal. The relationship between M and I is still there and still as stable though when she is busy, it’s as though I am the last thing on her mind. Preparations for my life in Melbourne for the next few years have started though its still in the infancy stages. That’s all about me for the past few weeks.

I happened to chance on the film 2046. It is directed by Wong Kar Wai and counts Tony Leung, Gong Li and Takeshi Kanishiro among its stars. Though it was released in 2004, I haven’t really got the chance to watch it till recently.

Without spoiling the plot for those who haven’t seen it, I got to say I love the story. The impact, new ideas and rich characters gave the film depth. The best part of the film is, you choose and complete the story yourself through your own reflection, experience, and assumptions.

In the film, the romance between the characters and relationships are twisted. In a way it is complicated and a little scary due to the exotic nature of it all. I guess it’s like a relationship with another person. We long for the familiarity yet we are tempted by external factors and sometimes we follow the temptation. Yet once we think that we have moved beyond the past, we realized that we might have created an unknown future due to our attempts of reconstructing the past in the present.

A good example about the above statement would be a failed relationship or missed opportunity. In our mind, we tend to think what might have happened had we seized onto the missed opportunity. We become the creators of our own fantasy, living in that imagined space and time, at the same time weaving the fantasy into our own real lives. It is scary in the sense that unknowingly it takes a life of its own and may impede our decisions and perceptions.

I also love how the film portrays the 1960s in Hong Kong. The mystery of the Orient and the romantic dynamics hiding in every unassuming corners are brought to light. The way most scenes are shot, the camera is off-center and you do not really have an idea of what you are seeing or you could just be seeing part of the picture. It goes to show how multi-faceted things can be and that one may not get the full picture every time and thus our mind wanders on the what if.

It is frustrating at some point since we do have an idea of where things are heading but the visual exposition denies us. It is sort of like a girl doing a nice slow strip tease in front of you. You might think you know what lies beneath her clothes but sometimes you may be surprised. You hate it yet you love the cock tease that she is giving you. In a way, your senses and thoughts are stimulated. This is not analogous to idly putting together a complex puzzle set, this is reconstructing a mystery while at the same time being on the verge of shedding tears at the quiet understanding that it isn't a mystery, it's life with a character who mediates between reality and fantasy to deal with it all.

In a way this film shows that there is an invisible side to all of us. Dark, turbulent or romantic and fun loving, there is a side of us that tends to be hidden from the outside world. The intricate weaving of the past and future that is bred by the throes of us confronting ourselves is just like our life and relationship I guess.

Try to get hold of this film if you haven’t watched it, it’s a gem. Now does anyone knows of anymore such films? Or if you have seen it, I would love to discuss it with you.

Cheating

2007-09-05T00:00:00.000+08:00

When I was young, my definition of cheating was copying someone else’s answers during a test or exam. As I grew up, cheating was redefined as doing things against the rules. All these were still not so hard to grasp till relationships come in.

Consider Scenario One:

Guy A and Gal A is happily attached. They are both mature and the relationship is very stable. Now to spice things up a little, they decided to have a threesome and another lady/guy is involved. The three of them have sex with each other and had a good time together.

Now the question is, did Guy A cheat on Gal A and vice versa? How do you define cheating in this case and how do you define who is the cheater?

Have an answer?

Good, consider Scenario Two:

Guy A and Gal A is happily attached. Due to the nature of the relationship, they are constantly apart and unable to fulfill each other emotionally and sexually. Thus they gave each other permission to have a fling behind the backs if the opportunity arises. And after the fling they must inform each other about it.

Without questioning the strength of their relationship, is the person having a fling cheating on his/her partner despite the fact that permission was given and they were informed about it?

The Merriam-Webster dictionary on the verb cheat is as follows:

1.to influence or lead by deceit, trick, or artifice

2.to be sexually unfaithful

If we follow the dictionary, no one would have cheated in Scenario One. Neither party was there to influence or lead each other into an undesirable or unfair situation. Sexually unfaithful? Maybe if you take it morally. But both parties were there to witness what each were doing and they did agree to the threesome in the first place. Besides, who decided that you have to stick to one to be faithful?

Similarly in Scenario Two, there was an agreement in the first place and both parties were informed about the flings.

To me, the rules in love and a relationship are neither hard nor fast. There maybe some unwritten rules but these are not cast in stone as well. These rules only exist in this time and space now because a large majority of those involved agree with them. Yet where did these rules come from in the first place and what purpose have they fulfilled?

Is it to make matters better or to some extent nurse our sorrow and hatred? Morally, some of the things done may not be condoned, then again where do these morals stem from?

This topic came up as I was having a nice chat with one of my friends and someone we broached on the threesome topic and somehow it became Scenario One.

I would love to hear your views and comments about it.

Luxuria

2007-08-29T01:21:00.001+08:00

Hi readers, been busy with my life lately and thus i have not been updating much. Here is the long awaited third part of my story. After this i might focus on writing some of the experiences M and I had while she was back before working on the fourth part again. Meanwhile, enjoy and keep the comments coming.

Flicking the ashes from the end of her cigarette, Lust stared out her window and brought the cigarette butt between her lips and took a puff. It had been a busy night. Then again, every night is a busy night. Her job had been simple and relaxing at first. Then as the numbers grew and society got more complicated, she couldn’t cope alone. It got to a point where the group had enough and complained to the upper management. Now she had people working for her around the clock, anywhere in the world. Still she misses the fieldwork at times and the thrill she gets up her spine whenever a job is well done. And today was one of those days.

The embers at the end of the cigarette flickered for a moment as she took in the last puff. Letting loose a puff of smoke into the morning air, Lust took a look at her list for the morning. It seems like her colleagues had gotten to some of her targets first. One name caught her attention though. Throwing the cigarette butt into oblivion, Lust put on a sexy corset and began to get ready for work

Frank was all over her body, touching her breasts and nipples. As his fingers traced around them, her skin tingled at the sensation. Spreading her legs, she begged him to enter her. She needed a lay now, hard and fast. Yes, she didn’t mind that she was slowly turning into a slut, all that matters now is her getting pleasured by him.

As she encircled her legs around his waist to draw him in, she could feel his dick at the entrance of her slit. Yes, push it all into her she thought. Just as he was about to penetrate her, a loud bang was heard.

The feelings and images she felt and saw slowly dissipated. As she opened her eyes, she muttered a curse. It had to happen at this moment. Her brother had to choose this time of all times to return home. Groaning at the loss of her wet dream, she laid on the bed for a moment. It had all felt so real and she was so close to getting her wish.

She felt a patch of dampness between her legs now. Guess it wouldn’t hurt to satisfy herself again. Moving her fingers under her comforter, she found the delicate spot and began to rub softly. As she rubbed, the images from the night before came across her, Mandy in the doggie position, being spanked and pumped by Frank. Damn, she needed something in her and her fingers weren’t enough. Stopping her rubbing for a moment, she got up from her bed to open the bedside drawer. Reaching deep into it, she brought it out. It had been hidden there for a while now. She couldn’t recall the last time she used it. Yet, she had not felt so horny for a long time.

Removing the vibrator from its packaging, she turned on the dial and was glad to found that the batteries were still working. Rubbing the tip of the man made phallus against her clit, she felt the tingle coming from it and the vibrator. Each vibration on her clit felt like a small electric shock coursing through her body. By now, her love canal was lubricated and was ready for insertion. Moving the vibrator down, she tensed for a while. Biting down on her lower lip and closing her eyes, she inserted it in. The underused muscles of her pussy had not been working for a while and now they took offence at the vibrator that was trying to work its way into her. She let out a soft moan and grunt as her pussy tried to reject the invader. Much pushing and teasing later, she got the whole 7 inches of plastic in. She let it idle inside her for a while. Closing her eyes, she began to focus on what she was feeling.

Fuck, she could feel the whole vibrator buzzing in her and she felt good. Yet, she hated the thing as well. It was hard and cold and felt alien compared to a real dick, yet she wanted to fill up that gaping hole. Guess this will have to do for now.

The toy was moving in and out of her at great speeds now. Unsatisfied with the low amount of vibrating, she had turned the vibrator level to medium now and was fucking herself hard. She let the whole 7 inches hit hard into her before pulling it out and thrusting it in again. She repeated this for a while. As she thrust she thought of the images she saw the night before, the doggy position, the process of getting fucked and wishing that the whole thing had happened to her. She imagined each thrust to be Frank’s dick..

Her pussy was starting to feel warm and she could feel herself going into the process of orgasm. With one hand thrusting the toy into her and another playing with her nipples, she was letting out soft moans now. She could have moaned louder if not for the fact that someone else was in the house. Gritting herself, she moved her nipple playing hand down to the vibrator dial and turned it to strong.

The vibrator gave a little jump and was buzzing at its maximum speed now. In fact it was harder to grab on to it and it seemed as if the vibrator had a life of its own insider her. Crazily buzzing around in her, it was hitting everywhere insider her and sending small little shocks to every part it was hitting.

She saw flashes of red and black and every colour across her eyes as her pussy exploded. She could have sworn she felt her juices squirting out of her. The sheet below her crotch felt wet as she pulled out the sticky smelly vibrator. Turning it off, she laid it beside her and stared at it. How she wished that is the real thing. The early morning activity had exhausted her a little and she fell back asleep.

It had been a few hours now since he returned from clubbing. Yet he couldn’t get the image of Christie out of his mind. True, he had a few good one-night stands and a few good fucks here and there. But there was no one like Christie who had been on his mind for the past few hours. Worst, every time he thought of her, his dick would began to stir.

Since he got back, everything he did or tried to do, he thought of Christie. He was not one who dwelled on what had happened; yet he couldn’t help but feel that Christie might have gotten him this time. They had a few drinks after that incident in the toilet and had parted ways soon. The only thing he regretted about the whole night was forgetting to get her number. The only way now was to go back and find her tonight he thought.

Closing his eyes, he tried to get some sleep yet the moment he shut his eyes, the image of Christie appeared in front of him, naked in all her glory. The actions of the night before returned to him and slowly his rod started to get hard as he recalled what he did.

Stroking the head of his dick through his boxers, he felt the fabric running at his sensitive glands. Some might feel it rough, yet he liked it rough. For he knew that being rough was part of the greater pleasure to be felt at the end of it all. A few strokes later, his dick as significantly hardened.

His right hand was now in his boxers are he was slowly pumping his rod. His eyes closed, he imagined that he was thrusting into Christie’s tight pink pussy. Quickening his pace and tightening his grip, he continued to fantasize. The feeling of inserting into her the night before was still fresh, both to his mind and dick. The wetness and tightness of it all couldn’t be replaced by his hand job of course but it will hopefully get the image of Christie out of his head he hoped.

A little pre cum had begun to flow from his pee hole now and he was using it to lube up his glands. He could feel the cool sticky fluid covering his dick as he began pumping. The pumping began to go faster and faster and after a while he could feel his right arm beginning to ache a little. Each pump was accompanied with the fantasization of girls he had slept with but mostly of the images of the night with Christie before. Her moans, her pussy and her face filled his mind as he pumped.

His breath quickened and blood began to flow down to his dick as he continued pumping. Masturbating was different from sex. In sex, he didn’t want it to end so fast yet in masturbation, he wanted relief quickly. He began to feel the semen building up in his dick and quickly grabbed a few pieces of Kleenex. It was not a moment too soon as he ejaculated whatever he had left inside him from the night before. It was not much but the smell of it permeated the air as soon as it escaped from his dick. Cleaning up, he rolled the Kleenex into a ball and threw it into the bin beside him.

Lying on his back, he let out a breath. At least for a while now, the thought of Christie wouldn’t excite his dick that much. Yet he knew it was just a brief respite. Closing his eyes, he fell into a fitful sleep.

It was certainly one of the easiest jobs Lust had ever done and also one of the more interesting one. Yes, those two would have more ahead of them though it was out of her job scope now. Pulling out a cigarette from her box and lighting it up, Lust took in a menthol breath. If only all jobs were like this, just like the good old days. Turning around to Anger, Lust winked and slurred: “Cigarette?”

Back

2007-08-15T23:54:00.001+08:00

Actually i am back for two days now and somehow i think i am in love with Melbourne.

It is a really nice city. I love the mix of old victorian buildings and modern architectures. The melting pot of cultures, arts and food is another big draw. In fact, i feel at home there since there is a large Asian population around the city area.

Only drawback is the fickle minded weather and the high prices there. Still i am not complaning since there is a downside to everything. Dining there might be pricey, but the portions are big and it is value for money. Also the customer service there is great. Be it a restaurant or a shop that you are just browsing through, the aussies will always greet you and ask if they can help you. Best part of the customer service? There is no service tax and you are not required to tip them. Compared to here, customer service is certainly miles apart.

It's true that the Aussies might be a little racist, then again which one of us isn't? I didn't experience racism there and a friend who has been there for almost five years mentioned that racism in Melbourne is at best, mild. Reason being is Melbourne is the city with the largest mix of nationalities and the Aussies are probably used to it.

In fact, i made a new friend on the flight there. This Aussie guy is the VP of some company there and he was on his way back home after a successful deal in Sri Lanka. Throughout the flight, he was talking to me about almost everything under the sun and was recommending me places to visit in Melbourne. On my second day in Melbourne, he asked his assistant to show and drive me around the city and we ended up drinking in a bar that was run by his friend at the end of the day. I really appreciate his effort and i could feel the warmness from him. Perhaps this is their culture and way of doing things.

Still, because of all the talking with this aussie guy, i couldnt do much with M on board the plane save for some fingering. Then again, i think we had our fair share of fun over there. Sigh, another week till she flies off again and somehow, I am hating it.

Superbia

2007-08-08T04:11:00.000+08:00

This is possibly the longest post i have ever done. About five pages in all i guess. So take your time reading it. It's also the hardest one i have done. It went through a total of three drafts before i decided on this version.

It is said that all sins start with Pride.......

Climbing back into bed, I gave Mandy a hug and a kiss. The light kiss soon became a deep passionate kiss, with tongues and saliva involved. Pushing me away to break the lip lock, Mandy gave me a mischievous look. “You knew she has been spying on us for the past couple of week eh?” Mandy asked.

Giving her a light peck on her lips, I grinned and whispered: “So do you.” Mandy gave a little pout before smiling slyly, “You horny naughty boy, you have plans for her eh?” “Me? I am an innocent shy boy. What plans could I possibly have for our spy?” I replied as nonchalantly as I could. Mandy turned towards me and hooked one of her stockinged legs around mine. Drawing me in she gave me a short sharp slap at my butt. The sudden action startled me and caused me to gasp out in surprise rather than pain. With the numbness of the slap wearing off and the slight stinging sensation slowly spreading across my butt cheeks, I found myself staring into the grinning face of Mandy.

“If you have no plans for our spy, I do then.” “So you do know who she is.” I replied. “Of course. Leave it to me dear, I shall teach our spy a lesson and perhaps fulfil her desires.” Mandy said. “She’s all yours darling. Just don’t be too hard on her.” “I won’t” was her reply. Yet I could sense a tinge of naughtiness behind it. Before I could ponder more though, Mandy was already on top of me and was starting the second round of her night. Without further thought, I continued our lovemaking for the night through the downpour that had just started.

The rain was coming down in torrents outside the club, bringing with them lightning and thunder. Yet the trance music, the smoke and the crowd in the club seemed to belong to another world. No one was giving any notice to mother nature out there. Everyone was in the club this cold Friday night to relax and dance the night away.

There was the group of yuppies who were boasting in a corner about their recent stock trading achievements. To prove this, bottles of expensive cognac and liquor were being opened freely.

A group of nicely dressed office ladies were having their nights out after a hectic week of work, their hair let down and glasses of cocktails on their table. The usual topic of guys, work and relationships were being discussed among them. Yet, there were a few of them that weren’t paying attention to the music or chatter, instead their eyes were roving among the crowd.

So too was a group of army boys in their smart shirts and jeans. They easily stood out among the crowd due to their impeccably short crew cut. Army lingo, curses and dares were been shouted among them over jugs of beer. Comparisons about the girls on the dance floor was being discussed among them and dares were thrown to each other to see who can chat the girls up.

On the dance floor, singles and couples were dancing to the beat of the music being spun out by the house DJ. The singles were trying to find some company and the couples were gyrating their bodies onto each other trying to up the passion level.

Scattered throughout the whole club were also those who were lonely, angry or simply trying to find some solace in this world.

It was indeed a busy night for all in the club. Yet, the busiest of all this cold dark Friday night has to be the group of seven. Yes indeed, this group of seven was too busy to take in the music, alcohol or the emotions. Each was going about his task. They did not talk among themselves yet they understood what was going on.

Lust was already working between an army recruit and a hot young thing drawing the Envy of his group of fellow platoon mates. Greed and Gluttony were working between the cash registers and patrons. Wrath had overtaken a yuppie that lost on the stock market and was drinking heavily to the delight of Greed and Gluttony. Sloth was still sitting around, sipping his drink slowly while his colleagues were at work. He had the easiest job of all, waiting for people to fall to his colleagues before he displayed his prowess. The naked eye couldn’t see them working, yet all in the club could feel them.

Pride was with Sloth. Unlike Sloth, Pride had started working. He was just waiting for his target to arrive. Pride being himself, had to choose the best target of the night to work his magic on. Pride didn’t have to wait long. His favourite target had just stepped into the club. Smiling, Pride gave himself one hour. No, make it 45 minutes. Yes, he knew he could beat his record.

Kayden scanned the dance floor that greeted his eyes the moment he stepped into the club. Ignoring the trance that was being played and the entire din in the club, he began searching for a target. Girls who were attached or clinging onto a guy were out. So too were the group of Office Ladies. Teenagers with barely there boobs? Forget it he thought. They were not worth the trouble or the fun. Turning around he spotted a target or two that might be worthy, yet he felt that they were not the ones he was looking for.

Just when he thought that this might be a fruitless night. He spotted her. Sitting alone on a high chair, she stood out from the crowd because of her simple dressing; a tight T-shirt that was showing off her curves and a short denim skirt. A pair of leather boots completed her outfit. Her hair was neatly drawn back into a ponytail that was hanging a little above her shoulders. She was with another female friend. While his target was hot, her friend was just average. Kayden decided to divide and conquer then.

Straightening his collar, and touching his neatly styled hair a little, Kayden decided to make his advance. Ordering a shot of whisky, Kayden chose an empty chair opposite Christie. Just as Christie glanced in his direction, Kayden turned and looked into her eyes. Though it was some distance apart, Christie felt a tingling sensation coming all over her. Just when she thought she couldn’t take it any longer, Kayden glanced away from her.

Christie decided to continue talking to her friend and tried to concentrate on the music. Yet her mind kept thinking back to the pair of electrifying eyes and the nice smile she thought Kayden flashed at her. Her urge got the better of her and she decided to turn over for another look. As she turned, the pair of eyes began sending signals into hers again. Relenting, Christie smiled back and raised her glass in his direction.

Taking it as a signal, Kayden walked towards her in his most confident stride; flashing a smile Kayden greeted his prey: “Good evening, are you ladies enjoying yourself?” Although it was his mouth doing the talking, Kayden’s deep black pupils were staring into the lovely doe eyes of Christie. Still not forgetting Christie’s friend, Kayden glanced at her and gave her a smile too.

“Yes, we are enjoying ourselves” gushed Christie. “Mind if I take a seat?” asked Kayden. Christie nodded her head. Walking behind Christie, she though she felt Kayden’s fingers brushing lightly across her nape. The touch coupled with the smell of his cologne sent jolts from her nape down to her pussy.

Settling down, Kayden offered to buy drinks for the ladies. Two glasses of pink colada and a clear glass of whisky later, the three of them were talking like friends. Topics from the weather to the music in the club to their jobs were discussed. While talking with Christie, Kayden never failed to look at her lovely oval shaped face. Christie was also mesmerised by his eyes and his deep manly voice. In fact she was concentrating more on his looks than what he was talking about. Thus she was startled when she felt something rubbing up and down the shin of her leg. Though the material of her boots prevented her from feeling much, the rubbing sensation felt nice. She was enjoying every bit of attention Kayden was giving her.

Fifteen minutes had gone by since Kayden entered the club. It took another five minutes for Christie’s friend to get the hint and she left for the dance floor leaving the two of them alone.

For the first time that night, Kayden had Christie all to himself. Grabbing her hand suddenly, Kayden leaned forward and planted a kiss on her cheek. His whisky breath coupled with his moist lips on her cheeks sent her into a tailspin. Christie was suddenly at a loss of what to do. Yet she felt that she wanted more from his lips. There was something about Kayden that was overpowering her besides his eyes. Yes, it must be his confidence. It had been a while since Christie was hit on like that and never before has she been hit like that.

As if answering her prayers, Kayden kissed her lightly on her lips next. It felt like a slight touch more like a kiss. What she did took her by surprise too. Puckering her lips, she smooched Kayden back. It was a short hard smooch, yet it showed how much she wanted him and how badly too. God, it must be months since she had been smooched and she clearly missed it.

Kayden was taken by surprise too, yet her kiss only empowered him. He knew she wanted it badly. She was playing directly into his hands he smirked. Breaking the kiss, Kayden pushed her away slightly and asked if Christie wanted to go someplace quieter.

Without thinking, Christie felt herself being led by Kayden into a dark corner of the club. Asking her to wait outside a door, Kayden went in for a while. It seemed like an eternity before he appeared before the door again. Grabbing her by the wrist, Kayden pulled Christie hurriedly into the toilet. Choosing the last cubicle, he dragged her in and slammed the door shut.

Christie was breathing heavily, her eyes big in shock at what was happening. Kayden started to attack her neck with a vengeance, using his lips, tongue and nose in sync, savouring her warm soft skin which was radiating that heavenly scent, a mixture of her awesome perfume and light perspiration. Her head was tilted to one side, her mouth closed as she tried to hold back her moans.

Fighting back, Christie attacked Kaydens mouth with vigour and lust. Her lips locking onto his, sucking and biting, her tongue was fighting his tongue in a tug of war. This girl was beginning to surprise Kayden by the minute by her actions and willingness. Resisting the urge to fight back, Kayden just stood there while his oral orifice was being invaded.

Timing it just so Christie was lost in her oral actions, Kayden slipped his hand under her skirt. Pushing aside her g-string, he slipped in his middle and ring finger. The sudden intrusion of her pussy caused Christie to stop her tongue action and bite down hard on Kayden’s nape. The pain only spurred Kayden to rub her pussy harder and faster. The harder and faster rubbing only made Christie hug Kayden tighter.

Her pussy felt like it was on fire from all that rubbing, his thick fingers were infiltrating her very intimate hole and filling it. Just when she thought that she couldn’t take it anymore, the rubbing stopped. It took her a moment to realise that Kayden had now covered the toilet seat and she was being pushed to sit down on it.

Taking out his erect dick from the zipper of his jeans, Kayden let it hang there for a while. Christie stared in awe at the object in front of her. It was big, not really huge, but bigger than average. Kayden was circumcised and the dickhead of his was rough under the light. Without warning, Kayden was squeezing her cheeks to force her mouth open. Once it was open, he thrusted his tool into her mouth.

Christie couldn’t take the entire length of his dick, so she tried her best at rimming his knob. Her tongue was all round his little head, licking it and teasing it. She gave little sucks now and then coupled with her toying of his gonads. Kayden shivered a little at the tingling sensation of getting his dick sucked but he wanted more and he knew he would get it. He began thrusting slowly into her mouth. In and out, in and out, in and out, repeating it. The tempo soon picked up and he was fucking her mouth hard. Christie was tying her best to stop choking and sucking at the same time. She felt as if her cheeks turning sore and her mouth bursting soon.

Five minutes of mouth fucking later, Kayden pulled out a condom from his shirt pocket. Tearing the packet apart, he put on the rubber device himself. Turning Christie over, Kayden yanked the g-string off her. Lifting her skirt, Christie’s sparsely haired pussy was not in view of Kayden. Using both hands to spread her butt cheeks wider, Kayden thrusted into the warm wet pussy.

Christie felt nothing at first and then the feeling hit her. She felt her pussy stretching to accommodate this big dick in her. Even with all the lubrication from the condom and her own juices, she still felt the friction of it all as Kayden pumped hard. As he pumped, she could feel the dickhead hitting the innermost section of her pussy and it felt a little painful. Yet through the pain, she loved the feeling of being filled of being pumped and desired once again. She tried to squeeze her pussy to make it tighter yet it was futile; the big dick was resisting everything to stay out. She felt violated; doing it with a stranger yet the thrill of it all excites her. She didn’t know if it was the alcohol or the effects of the pumping. She was feeling all dizzy now and was about to pass out.

Kayden was now pumping at the fastest speed he could. The force of his pumping was now making Christie rock to and fro. If not for the support of the toilet seat, Christie would have collapsed from the force of it. Kayden was soon reaching the point of no return. The nerves in his dick were telling his mind that it’s almost time and impossible to hold back.

With a last lunge and a soft moan, Kayden pulled his dick out and removed the condom. It was just in time as he cummed onto her face and mouth. The first few shots landed on the top of her mouth and inside her mouth. The rest of his cum dribbled onto the floor between them.

Supporting himself on the cubicle wall, Kayden took a breather. Christie was also panting from the exhaustion of it all. Her pussy was still gaping and dripping. Her juices were starting to flow onto her skirt and the toilet cover. Both of them did their best to clean up.

Kayden was feeling pretty pleased with himself. Yet though it was supposed to be a fling he was feeling something more for Christie. Something was pulling him towards her. Christie still couldn’t gather what she had done. It felt so surreal, yet the ache in the cheeks and crotch reminded her of what just happened.

“Are you ok?” Kayden asked. “I guess so” panted Christie. Peering through a crack in the cubicle door, both of them walked out of the empty toilet, thankful that no one was around.

Hidden in the shadows, Pride smiled to himself. Forty-Five minutes exactly.

Pride was so lost in himself that he didn’t notice Lust coming out of the cubicle…….

Short break

2007-08-01T02:11:00.001+08:00

Just got back from a night of partying with old airforce buddies. Part of our annual gathering and a good chance to heckle those who just got promoted to pay for everything. They rented a chalet at the east and it was a good night of fun, food, music and majong. Really tired from all the activities now. Sadly, not much eye candy for tonight though the organizer promised some tomorrow night. Still thinking if i should go tomorrow.

On another high note, M will be back this weekend before we leave for our Melbourne trip next week. This plus the stuff i am doing right now, i should be quite busy till i get back from Melbourne, hence the next part of the story will have to wait. Shall blog when i have the mood or time now. Meanwhile, i hope all of you take care and have fun.

Invidia

2007-07-26T01:21:00.000+08:00

The lack of sex in my life lately has not helped to make my post interesting. As such the idea of writing fiction has crept back into my mind again. In my past years of blogging, all the encounters were real except for the one on board the airplane. It was with a little hesitation that i decided to write this current story. The following story will unfold itself in the next couple of months i hope. There are still some parts which i am not sure of how to proceed or whether i would continue at all. The next piece of work will be split into seven sections. Each section will revovle itself around one of the seven sins.

May i present to you the section about envy:

It was a weekly routine for her every Friday. It was the time of the week she looked forward to. Cursing her boss for making her work overtime, she tapped her heels, as the lift seemed to crawl its way up to her level. Every second felt like an eternity in the claustrophobic stinky lift. Finally, the automated voice reminded her that the lift had reached her level and without hesitation, she dashed out of it for her unit.

Rummaging in her bag for her keys, she managed to unlock the door as fast as she could. Without turning on the lights, she kicked off her heels and dashed for her room in her stocking feet. The clock on her wall chimed that it was 11pm now. “Just in time” she thought.

Sitting before her binoculars on the tripod, she took in a deep breath before looking into it. Sure enough, there they were in their room. It seems that she had already missed some parts of the action. Mandy was already half naked in her garter and stockings. Only her g-string was preventing her pussy being exposed to the unsuspecting eyes. Barely had she willed Mandy’s g-string to be off did it come off via courtesy of Frank’s hands.

Frank had already pushed Mandy onto the bed and was all over her. He started with smooching her lips and slowly worked his way to her nipples. Though she was a distance away, she thought that she could hear Mandy moan in pleasure because of the sucking.

Watching on, she began moving her hands to her crotch without thought. Through her lacy g-string, she felt a wet patch that was growing bigger by the minute. Subconsciously, she began tracing the outline of her slit through the damp cloth. Moving slowly, she traced her fingertips back and forth, stopping at the position of her clit to give it a hard rub. Uttering a soft moan, she began rubbing faster while concentrating at the action beyond the binoculars.

A clear view of Frank’s head between the thighs of Mandy unfolded before her eyes now. It was as clear as daylight that Frank was eating Mandy. Though Frank’s head and back obscured her view, she knew that Frank’s tongue was now running up and down Mandy’s clean-shaven love fold. She could make out the expressions on Mandy’s face, eyes closed with her lips sucked in. Occasionally, they will open a little, no doubt to let out a moan due to the ecstasy of it all. Frank’s head was now bobbing up and down at a faster speed than before, no doubt the tempo and licking was being brought up to another level.

Without knowing it, her g-string was now on the floor, the damp material slowly leaving a slight stain on the carpet. Her fingers felt the smoothness and wetness of her labia. The contact of her nails on her clit gave her a little shudder. God, it felt so good. Giving her starving clit a few flicks, she let out a moan. However, she knew this wasn’t going to satisfy her hungry love fold. Slowly, but surely, she slipped in a slender finger into the wet hungry hole.

Mmmm, she was slowly savouring the feeling of having something inside her at last when unknowingly; she slipped in her second finger. Arghhh, though not quite as filling as a dick in her, this will do for now. Slowly, she increased the tempo and closed her eyes for a moment to take in everything. Her pussy was screaming for the attention of her fingertips and she gladly obliged it. Curling her fingers a little, she made sure that every inch of flesh inside her was being touched and caressed. Still, her pussy screamed for more.

Bringing her other hand over her now erect nipples; she gave them a little tug and pinching. It hurt a little, but within the hurt, she grew excited at the pleasure that was now beginning to grow in her crotch with every tug.

Still she was not totally lost in paradise for she opened her eyes to peer at the binoculars yet again. She muttered a curse at almost missing the action. Finally, for the first time of the night, she had glimpsed the object of her desire, the thick, hard dick of Frank that was getting ready to pound itself into the pussy of Mandy, doggy style.

The pumping started slowly. She could make out the well toned thighs of Frank rocking in tandem motion to each pounding his dick was giving Mandy. With each thrust, the two of them shuddered a little. She could see Mandy’s boobs swaying to each pound and that moans were coming out of her open mouth. As the pounding grew faster and faster, Frank began to administer slaps on Mandy’s butt cheeks. She thought she could make out the moans of pain and pleasure mixed into one eliciting from Mandy’s mouth. The slapping became part of each pound now.

Closing her eyes, she began increasing her tempo too. Each thrust were getting harder and faster, trying to satisfy the flowing river that was coming out of her. A musky scent began filling the cool night air, no doubt a product of her love fold. With each insertion, she fantasized that it was her desired dick pounding into her. And with each pound, she thought of her butt being slapped and for a moment, she felt that she knew what Mandy was feeling just in front of her eyes. Damn, she wanted to be in Mandy’s position. How enviable that would be now.

She was growing light-headed and she felt hot all over. Faster and faster her fingers worked inside her. She was a little taken aback at how horny and slutty she felt. The stuff she was fantasizing and doing certainly betrayed her exterior. She was known as a good girl all along and intends to keep it at that.

Giving it a final thrust, she finally came. A surge of hot love juices began flowing out of her and for a moment, she thought that she blacked out. Slowly, the sounds of the night brought her back to earth. The pool of juices and the wetness of her stocking top reminded her of what she had done. Gathering her breath and through a still pounding heart, she peered through the binoculars.

Frank and Mandy were now collapsed on the bed. She watched them cuddle for a while, wishing that she was in Frank’s arms. Suddenly, Frank stood up and walked towards the window. Her heart stopped as Frank looked in her direction. Grinning and giving what she thought was a wink, Frank drew the curtains together.

Exorcised

2007-07-18T01:01:00.000+08:00

Finally, the ghost of yesteryear had been put to rest I hope. It seems like no matter how old a woman is she still needs the occasional reassurances of love.

Char and I had a nice talk last Sunday afternoon. The quiet spot by riverside and the cool gentle breeze helped calmed her in the end. It seems like Char was going through a bad patch with her guy. Her guy seems to have neglected her while concentrating on his job. At the same time, their relationship doesn’t seem to be heading towards any direction too.

As fate would have it, I turned up at this time. Emotionally drained, Char thought that she could seek solace in me. I had the foresight to ask her best friend R along for this talk. R helped calm her down a little and offered solutions to Char’s problem. I just listened and told her that it is impossible between the two of us given the current conditions. Some sobs and makeup ruined moments later; our friendship was sealed and preserved with a hug.

What I learnt from this whole episode is, women still need emotional support in the end. No matter how old she is or how financially stable she is, every woman would still want a guy to care for her. Someone she could trust and turn to whenever she is upset.

Guess it’s time for some chocolates to be sent over to M.

Emotions? Bloody stuff.

Haunted

2007-07-11T00:50:00.000+08:00

The message I received from Char was clear and simple: “Would you like to meet for dinner?” Without a thought, I just replied that I would meet her. In the end, it left me a little confused and feelings, which I thought had dissipated long ago, came flowing right up like a river.

A few posts back, I had mentioned how my first two crushes R and Char had contacted me after a little more than a decade. During our first meeting over drinks, Char had actually confessed that she had a crush on me back then. However, after R’s rejection of me, I didn’t have the courage to approach Char to tell her my feelings. Char also didn’t mention anything to me. I guess it is considered demeaning for a girl to go after a guy back then. Even now I guess the sentiment is still there even though society has grown a little more liberal. When I heard the confession I told her what I felt at that time and somehow both of us dismissed the topic candidly.

Anyway dinner last week was at one of those casual seafood restaurants. Apparently, Char had invited R and her boyfriend too. It just happens that R’s boyfriend was another guy from our class too. While waiting for a table, we made small talk and I couldn’t help notice how Char kept looking at me with a twinkle in her eyes and listening intently whenever I was talking.

We got our table and proceeded to order. R was sharing a platter with her guy and Char suggested doing the same since she was feeling bloated. As she was seated opposite me, I couldn’t help but notice her outfit. A lot cut halter-top that showed off her well-endowed chest. Dinner was relaxed and fun though I was trying to stop looking in Char’s direction. Somehow the relaxed mood prompted R to start gushing about how her boyfriend was a good kisser. Tips on kissing began to fly across the table and when I was sharing my pointers, I noticed Char looking at me dreamily with a slight pout on her lips. Conversation continued with a variety of other topics but throughout the night, Char was just gazing at my direction.

Since all of them had a pretty long day, we decided to head home after dinner. I offered to share a cab with Char and she agreed. Once in the cab, she complained that she was tired and asked if she could rest her head on my shoulders. Somehow I agreed and she was in that position till we reached her destination.

The close intimacy with Char somehow opened up my long buried feelings for her. It intensified with her good night message to me: “Thanks for sending me back, I appreciate it. You still gave me the same feelings I had for you years ago…. Good night.”

Needless to say I was sleepless that night. I do not know whom to fault now. I believe I didn’t send any wrong signals to her. Yet her subtle actions seem to betray the fact that she’s already attached to another guy.

Yes, M knows about this episode and she even teased me for being a girl magnet. Still, M did tell me to settle this if not there will be no end to it. I do not want the best of both worlds. To me, I only love M right now. Yet, I would hate to hurt Char and destroy whatever friendship there is. Worse, I could just be thinking too much and be making a fool of myself in the end.

Damn, I hate this.

Sex and the Kitchen

2007-07-04T01:55:00.000+08:00

To me, nothing is sexier than a lady preparing a meal for her beloved. The concentration on her face, the pouting of her lips and the sweat on her forehead just make her so irresistible. At times when M was attempting to cook, I would sneak up behind and hug her. Hugs and kisses later, we either ended up making love in the kitchen or I would drag her back to the bedroom to do the deed.

There is a reason why cooking shows are popular. More so if the host is pretty, suave or entertaining like Nigella Lawson or Jamie Oliver.

Recently I am hooked on a Taiwanese variety show called 大小爱吃. The ASOS sisters, Dee and Barbie Hsu, better known as Small S and Big S, host the show. Basically, it’s a show where celebrities are invited to show off their cooking prowess. True to the nature of a Taiwanese variety show, things are not as simple as they seem.

First off, there are really kinky aprons available that the hosts will make the celebrities wear to their embarrassment. Those aprons range from a lacy French maid outfit, a nurse outfit to the two kinkiest ones available, an apron with boobs and vagina and an apron with an erected dick.

Celebrities on the show are also presented with either funny ingredients to cook with (there was an episode where the ingredients were a Pig’s head, turtle, bullfrog), or they had to answer incessant questioning from the hosts. Since it’s on a late timeslot in Taiwan, the questions are quite liberal. Imagine having to answer questions on your sex life, one night stands or first love while you are trying to cook. It is certainly funny seeing those well-known celebrities struggling to decide whether to answer the questions or trying their best to change the topic.

Still the best part is seeing how some celebrities who obviously cant cook trying to cook. The two hosts are no better themselves and if the celebrity of the day is a klutz, you can expect lots of laughs. Some of the recipes look good though; it’s just a pity that the show doesn’t really show you how to cook.

At least I have found something to occupy myself with till our Melbourne trip next month. Starting to miss her now and I wished that she was in the kitchen so I could try to seduce her and make out……..

Crush. Crushes. Crushed.

2007-06-20T02:59:00.000+08:00

M maybe the first and only girlfriend I ever had till now, but like everyone else, I had my crushes too.

In a short span of two years, I managed to have two crushes.

Lets call my first crush R. What attracted me to R besides her clean look was her ideas and command of English. She always spoke fluently with a little lilt and was known for writing argumentative essays that showed her maturity for her age.

Somehow the intellectual part in her attracted me to her. We were together for the last two years of secondary education in the same class. R would occupy a seat next to me. Next to R would be her close friend Char. And Char happened to be the other crush of mine.

Char was almost an exact copy of R (no wonder I had a crush on Char as well) except that Char tended to be irrational at times even when she was obviously in the wrong. However at that time I found it cute whenever she acted irrational.

In the end I managed to spend more time with R then Char since R and I were always sent to some debate or essay competitions. Still, the three of us managed to spend time together too in the form of doing research in the library for some project since we were always in the same group. We hung out after school at the nearest fast food outlets and there was even once that we played truant (I was the class monitor too, still I managed to get away with it though that’s another story) and decided to just hang out somewhere. It makes me remember the good old days of being young.

Time bonded us and I was starting to have strong feelings for R. The feelings for Char wasn’t that strong because I didn’t really get to know much about her unlike R. R would share with me her problems and seek me for help often. Char would just keep to herself or approach R for help. Besides, she was quieter than R and would seldom talk to me when we were both alone.

Sadly, though the friendship among the three of us did get stronger, I didn’t manage to make much headway in the relationship arena. It was towards the beginning of our “O” levels that I managed to gather the courage to confess my feelings to R. Sadly; things didn’t turn out the way I expected. Apparently R was shocked, as she never expected me to fall for her at all.

It was around this time that the three of us split up and decided to concentrate on our big exams at that time. By the time the exams were over, the situation had dragged on too long that it became embarrassing. Neither of us broached on the topic again and I guess Char could tell that something was up too.

The last I saw of Char and R was during “O” level results day almost a decade ago. We just cared about the results, congratulated one another and left. No more contact.

In the past decade, I did think of Char and R once in a while but never gave much thought on tracking them down.

Thus, I was surprised when I received an email from R last week. Somehow, she had managed to track me down and had requested a meeting. I agreed to it and so we met up for dinner.

R hasn’t changed much at all. She had kept her hair longer but the face and the lilt in her voice was instantly recognizable. She seemed to be exuding a womanly scent too. If not for the fact that both of us were already attached, I might have made another move on her.

Dinner was simple and pleasant and we just updated each other on what had happened since we last saw each other. R had just graduated with a Masters from overseas and had become a permanent resident there too. She is currently taking up a job offer here and was wondering how the old class is doing.

There was a surprise after dinner though. R asked if we would like to get a drink and to meet another friend of hers. Since I was free, I agreed.

Her friend took the breath away from me as she appeared. In short cropped hair, tube top and a flared skirt paired off with heels, there was the familiar old face of Char. After the initial awkwardness, the three of us began talking like old friends again. Char the quiet girl has now become a confident mature lady.

A revelation and explanation took place over the drinks. I shall reveal nothing, but I am happy to say that the past is already over and I am happy to gain the friendship of two pretty ladies.

A Midsummer Night's Dream

2007-06-09T02:24:00.000+08:00

There she was, all alone on the bed in her naked glory. Reclining on two pillows stacked behind her back, her eyes were closed, her long dark tresses partially covering her breasts. Still the shape of a hardening nipple could be seen beneath the silky cover.

With her left hand, M began slowly massaging her left breast in large concentric circles. Every breath she took, her breasts will move up and down in tandem along with her massaging. Slowly the large circles became smaller and smaller till it ended with her pinching her nipple. A little moan escaped her lips as she began playing with her nipple now. Pretty soon, the nipple was like a flaccid dick awakened, hard and protruding.

Her right hand was now working on her right breasts the same way. The other hand was now at her smooth crotch, slowly tracing along the slit. Spreading her legs wide, she began rubbing herself. Teasing her clit out of the hood, she began running her finger over the little rosebud. Lightly at first then harder and with more vigor the longer she rubbed. Her fingers began slipping into her body cavity now with increasing speed. Her right hand was playing with her nipples in tandem.

Soon the moans grew louder as she neared the height of her pleasure. Her breathing became faster and so were the heaves of her breasts. Thrusting her hips and curling her toes, she climaxed with a shout. Her love juices were now flowing out of her and onto the bed.

Her face flushed, she lay there on the bed, a picture of pleasure and delight, nonchalant to the stain that was beneath her now.

Watching this, I got a hard on and went on too of her warm body, preparing to thrust into her when…….

……. I was awoken by the bloody alarm clock.

Hot, Hot, Hot

2007-05-29T22:55:00.001+08:00

Those of you who are hoping that this will be a sexual post, you will be disappointed so don’t waste your time here.

For once, I wished that I were back at my old job that I left 10 months ago. Perks of the job includes being in a room below 20 degrees (perfect temperature given the weather lately), medical benefits and a monthly pay. No, I don’t make ice cream or any other food products. It’s just that the equipment that is needed for work needs a cold environment if not they will overheat and malfunction. Now, throw in a cozy quiet corner in this room, surrounded by tidbits, books and some entertainment on the PC.

From the sounds of it, this seems to be the best position in the whole department. Or so it seems. Throw in stupid management who don’t know what they are doing, stupid company regulations and bitchy bootlicking female colleagues, it’s enough to make it seem like a temperate hell.

Thank goodness I left that place. From what I heard from friends still in that living temperate hell, things have took a turn for the worst with more inept management coming aboard and living in their own ivory towers. Sadly, there is nary a chance that I will see that company close down. Go figure out why yourself.

It’s been a while since I stared freelancing. Of course, freelancing has its perks and downfalls as well. I choose my own working hours, reject projects that I deem unprofitable and I get to spend more time with my family. Downside is, there is no stable pay or projects and company benefits. Still, I am getting along well and this is just a way for me to while my time away till next year.

About two more months till my trip to Melbourne with M. I have never visited that city before and I am not sure what to do or expect there. I would prefer to do something different from the stuff recommended in guides. Any readers who have been to Melbourne before? Care to share some tips or stuff?

I just can’t wait to get into the Jacuzzi with the view of the city together with M. Nice thought to keep me going till then…….

Wedding Dinner Again

2007-05-23T01:46:00.000+08:00

I have mentioned my disdain for wedding dinners a few times in my blog. Maybe it’s time I soften my tone a little.

I attended a marriage ceremony and wedding dinner of a close female friend today and it did change my perception on wedding dinners. Gone are the anonymous friends or distant relatives. Also gone are the stress and worry of hosting a wedding dinner for the couple.

What took place was a small private dinner in a restaurant attended by immediate families and close friends only. Simple and yet nicely done I feel. At least I knew everyone seated at my table and the next instead of complete strangers or forgettable relatives. All were old faces that haven’t met each other for a while. As such this was a good chance to catch up on the latest gossips, rebuilding contacts and making new ones as well. The best thing was, my best pal was seated next to me as well and there was never a dull moment throughout the whole dinner.

Of course there was the usual teasing of the couple. There were a couple of raucous games played. The games started with the blindfolding of the groom and making him feel the hands of different girls and guys! In the end, to the laughter of the guests, the groom picked the hand of a guy. The look on his face was priceless when the blindfold was removed.

The bride had her fun at being teased too. She was blindfolded as well and had to find a flower that was hidden on the groom with no hints from the groom. The flower was nicely tucked in the groom’s belt. However, the diners did not make things easy for the bride. She was guided to the groom’s crotch and was searching that area for a while to the laughter of all. A few more naughty games too place as well.

At the end of it all, during the photo taking and toasting session, the couple was radiant and truly happy instead of feeling sulky and tired like so many other couples that I witnessed at their dinner. Besides the food was much better than that of some high-end hotel, the ambience was incomparable and the guests left feeling truly happy and satisfied too.

For your info, the couple was P and N who cancelled their wedding last year. It seems that the wedding dinner was one of the issues why P decided to call if off. Now, both are married and truly happy and blissful. To the both of them, I offer my best wishes and heartfelt congratulations.

Perhaps I will throw a wedding dinner when I get married too. Nothing too fancy, just a few tables with immediate families and close friends who will truly share the joy and fun with me.

On a side note, I will be heading on a trip with my parents and M this August. As usual, M decided to make it a surprise till the last minute when I went to collect our travel documents. I was surprised to see her name on the list. This means three blissful weeks with her in August. I can’t wait.

Marriage

2007-05-09T00:29:00.000+08:00

When my mum and dad got married, they had known each other for only a year. They met each other at work. Dad was freshly out of his NS stint and had found work as an office boy at this big company at that time. Mum was a manager in that company. Dad fell in love with mum the moment he saw her. Mum didn’t like the first sight of dad in his not too trendy attire and goofy smile.

However Cupid had different ideas. Dad would leave sweet love messages for mum on her desk every morning. Despite living at two different end of the island, Dad would make his way to mums place every weekend and they would spend a whole day together. Almost a year after they set eyes on each other, the dislike in mum had given way to love due to dad’s persistence and affection of love. She agreed to marry him when he popped the question. Add to the fact that this was Dad’s first and last relationship with a woman.

Despite the age gap (Mum was older) and financial gap, both of them still got married. To save up money for their own place, the both of them rented a bedroom from an owner for the next year. Despite the lack of space and money, the two of them still loved each other and managed to start a family soon after.

I couldn’t help but notice the similarities between M and me after a heart to heart talk with Mum today.

Like my dad, both of us are younger and poorer (relationship wise and financially) compared to the girl. Before my first date with M, I would also message her sweet love messages daily. Mum’s old home happened to be near where M is staying too. This is where the similarities end.

It’s going to be our three years together at the end of this month and both of us are still not thinking of settling down though we have discussed this topic a few times. I guess each individual is different when it comes to settling down but still I wonder how much of an impact today’s living environment has on marriage.

The emphasis today seems to be more on survivability in this cruel world. Mum did not care a hoot or two about her career when she got married and pregnant. She was prepared to scrimp and save and use whatever savings she had if she had to stop working. Dad was prepared to work several jobs at a time too if Mum’s savings couldn’t hold out for long. To the both of them, so long as they put each other before themselves, they could make the marriage work out.

M has a different outlook when we discussed marriage. She is not prepared to stop working for a while, even temporarily. For now, she just wants to focus on her career and to advance as fast and far as she can. I will support her decision till the day she is ready to stop. For me, I feel that I am not ready yet, maybe another five years. I do want to upgrade myself a bit more and work for a while. I also want to support and give her a good life as best as I can and I know that I will not be able to do it with the resources I have now. I feel that marriage shouldn’t be rushed. It could take ten years or just one of courtship to settle down, whatever the time, so be it. I guess this is our way of putting each other before ourselves for now.

P.S On the topic of marriage, I wonder if you readers remember the entry about my friend P and N. Both were to get married at the end of last year. However, P got pre marriage jitters and called off the marriage. It seems like things have worked out for them after the episode. It seems that there will be a wedding dinner at the end of this month and of course, I will be there.

Desire

2007-05-02T00:24:00.000+08:00

"There are two tragedies in life. One is not to get your heart's desire. The other is to get it."

It may sound contradicting, but I do agree with the above line that appears in George Bernard Shaw’s 1903 play, Man and Superman. How many times have we failed to achieve our goals and end up being disappointed? Yet when we have achieved that goal, we usually tend to feel a void in our heart or lives. Only after have we found a new goal does the feeling of emptiness go away and the cycle start all over again. This is just the way life works I guess.

It’s the same thing for a relationship. The sparks will lessen or even be gone after the successful courtship of the fair maiden. It is thus up to each individual in the relationship to keep things fresh and exciting after a while.

For me, I guess that M’s posting overseas was a breath of fresh air for a while. The feeling of being without her really changed the direction of the relationship. For a while, I became independent of her physical presence though mentally I was longing for her. Ironically, this independence brought about a little strain on our relationship till we talked it out during her recent return.

This independence will continue till the next year at least. I was supposed to pursue a higher education overseas in the middle of this year. However due to a stupid administration lapse, my studies have been delayed till next year. It could be a blessing in disguise as this means I could still get to see M when she comes back for her quarterly company briefing for the rest of this year. This means that for 9 months next year, I may not get to see her at all. Still, I am happy with this status quo for now. Let me enjoy it while I still can till next year.

On the topic of work, I am sure most would have read of the two cases of workers who overworked to their death. Their job scope and working hours were almost similar to M. It freaked me a little that I just called her after reading the news, ignoring the fact that she could be busy at work (and the fact that I did wanted to hear her sweet voice). A little flirting and dirty talk later, I advised her as strict as I could to not overwork too much.

If only she was beside me while I advise her, I would give her a few spanks to drive home the point ;)

My Point

2007-04-22T01:19:00.000+08:00

It is interesting to note the different types of comments, be it public or private that I have received over my last post. Reading back, I do admit that I did make our relationship sound like it was in the doldrums.

It’s true that only by being in a long distance relationship will you understand how much it really changes the both of you. Both of us have changed a little someway and this was inevitable. Granted, the expectation of being apart was not what I expected in the first place but along the year or so I have learnt to adapt.

I doubt a long distance relationship can be a cup of tea for anyone then again one man’s meat is another’s poison.

Sure, we do not talk much at night, but there are the mornings and afternoons. Then again, is it necessary for one to talk a lot to express his feelings? There are actions that can be used to replace words at times. I believe that though this may be a public post there is still stuff that I am entitled to keep to my own.

No doubt there are two issues in the relationship right now. I did voice this out to a couple of close readers and friends and I have gone over the issues with M. For now, we have come up with a temporary solution till a better one can be found. I guess the lack of a permanent solution was what frustrated me a little to come up with the incoherent last post.

Yes, life is at a crossroad now and for the next year or so. Part and parcel of life I guess. One always has to move on and hope that he chooses the right path. Self delusional maybe, then again which human isn’t?

And if a break up does occur in future, I can assure all that it will be an amicable one and I will wish M all the best.

Indifferent

2007-04-18T00:41:00.001+08:00

Once again, she has left and it will be another three months till her next return. Somehow i am feeling indifferent to her return and presence. Not that my love for her has died or what. But somehow i think we are at another stage of the relation where we do not need to have each other by our side to feel love. In fact i feel that i only truly appreciate and miss her when she is not around, though the feeling of having sex after a few months of abstinence is good.

This time round when she was back, i only spent time with her during the weekends. Weekday nights, we were both left to our own devices and the only hours we spent together were on the bed. Time spent together was definitely less than before yet the feeling when we were together feels better than before.

I do not know if i sound weird or contradicting in my above paragraphs. Somehow i am a tad confused also. Perhaps you readers will be able to get a clearer picture and give me some comments since outsiders tend to see stuff clearly.

Love & Lust

2007-04-12T03:17:00.000+08:00

Everyone who follows the Taiwanese entertainment industry and its gossips will surely know who Patty Hou and Jay Chou are. One is a well-known TV host-actress while the one is a singer whose albums have been topping the charts.

The wrong reason to know these two personalities would surely be the way they fell in love and the way they broke up abruptly. Patty was rumored to be extremely sad and depressed when her relationship with Jay couldn’t work out. Recently she gave an interview about the relationship talking about how she was being rebellious by going into that relationship and I couldn’t help but agree with some of her comments.

“Love that runs like water, little by little, never letting up compared to a surging, exciting love should be the love that everyone is looking for.”

Indeed, love should be felt little by little instead of everything at once. Then again, I guess that the way most relationship starts. You get attracted to each other; woo each other using any method just to satiate your desire. Yet, it dies down a little and slowly wanes as your objective is achieved.

Perhaps this is why most failed relationships fail. Everything bar the kitchen sink gets thrown into the relationship and in the end there is nothing to look forward to.

It was also the way I started out with M. The lust and the craziness of it all took our breaths away. If not for her overseas posting, I guess maybe our relationship would have staled or ever broke up because there will be nothing to look forward to sooner or later if we are facing each other and having fun everyday.

As a reader commented in my previous post, perhaps lust is giving in to true love in my pace. This could also be why I don’t feel the urge to be together with her all the time even though she is in the same house as me.

“I felt as long as I was in love, I wouldn’t care about anything else.”

Don’t we all feel the same? I can’t say this about every new relationship that you have, as I have never been in the position before. But for a first relationship, this is very true. So long as you are happy, who cares? Also due to this oppressed society we are in, a little rebelliousness at times is good.

Reality sets in after a while though. In my case, I was worried how her parents will look upon our relationship, as it is very obvious I can’t really support M yet. Thankfully, for the past two years, we have reassured them about it and the problem is solved.

“A good relationship isn’t just about love. There should also be kinship and friendship. When you are with your other half, you are his friend, mother and daughter at the same time.

This particular comment from Patty really made me smile. It is the exact way I have been feeling for a long while now. Like friends, both M and I share certain interests and activities. Her occasional naggings and grouses certainly sound like my mum. Yet at times, I just want to pamper and love her as though she was my daughter. M feels the same way too.

In a way, sharing a close bond and spending enough time together is enough to make your life revolve around your partner to a certain extent.

I am just glad that M is opening up a little at a time compared to when we first met and I am doing the same as well. A good example will be going out for a supper and stroll. Previously, she would rather we stay home. Yet, she was the one who suggested supper tonight.

No doubt she will be leaving me again pretty soon. I shall miss the sight of her waking up, the sight of her sleeping, the sight of her getting ready for work, the sight of her working etc… Then again, I guess this has become part and parcel of our relationship and I guess whatever will be will be.

天天夜夜

2007-04-03T23:23:00.000+08:00

How do i live without you
I want to know
How do i breathe without you
If you ever go
How do i ever
Ever survive
How do i how do i
Oh how do i live

It's strange. When she left in the first place, I wondered how I would go through those lonely days. Days turned into weeks and weeks into months. It's been almost a year and a half. I don't get the topsy-turvy feeling that I get whenever she returns now.

Instead that feeling has been replaced by a fuzzy warmth in my heart. I talked to M and she felt the same way too. Gone too are the crazy frenching whenever she steps out of the arrival gates. Instead a hug and a light peck on the cheeks were enough.

Still, sex is as good, if not better. The months of inactivity had caused her pussy to tighten to the point that she told me she feels like a virgin during our first session after she returned. I could feel the tightness too. However that did not take our minds and feeling off being sex starved for a few months. A few wild, wet and passionate rounds later, we were both exhausted. While she slept on after the vigorous work out, I just stared at her snuggling up to me. Again, that fuzzy warmth spread to my heart, somehow just by looking at her or being in close proximity of her, I felt happy and loved.

The feeling of her leaving in two weeks is always there. Yet with each departure, I know that our relationship is getting stronger. I do want to be together with her instead of being apart yet I wonder if it would be better for us to remain apart while building this relationship.

Once again

2007-04-02T01:48:00.001+08:00

About three months have gone by and she is coming back for another two weeks in half a day's time. The surprise for her arrived long ago and basically everything is set. Yet, somehow this is beginning to turn into a routine for us. Though both of us relish at the thought of making out every night for the next two weeks, the hope and excitement of her returning doesnt bring much of a flutter to us anymore.

It could be that both of us are getting used to it and are growing up along with it. It could also mean that maybe we do need to have a little chat soon to see where this relationship is heading and the future plans for us. No doubt the relationship is still strong but a little chat would be nice. It could also mean that just the thought of having each other though we are miles apart is the best gift one could have. So many ifs here, it could be one of the above or it could be all. I don't know. I guess i am taking it a step at a time.

Am thinking of a dinner with her, some wine, some talk and maybe some action in bed.

Uniform Part II

2007-03-27T23:27:00.000+08:00

M was on me in an instant, her legs spread, her face smelling of sweat and sex when she planted her lips against mine. Her tongue tasted of her own juices that I transferred to her earlier.

She continued to french me for a while before moving on to nibble my earlobes, sucking and biting on it. Like her, one of my erogenous zones is my ear. I just love it when they get sucked and bitten on. It’s an area that’s often neglected in love making I feel.

She continued to move south, working on my neck before going on to my nipples. A little suck here, a little nibble there. She worked on them while her fingers were above my crotch, teasing it the area but not touching my dick. She knows me well, before long my dick was starting to get hard again. I do get aroused easily without direct stimulation. Pretty soon, she was stroking my dick a little and giving it a suck before stopping and getting into position.

M landed on me with her hands tangled in my air and her stocking encased legs around me. She intended to ride me on top from the looks of it. She didn’t need to use her hand to put me in her; her sex found my hard cock as surely as it was born to take it. M thrust herself on me and groaned in my ear as she fucked me. My dick throbbed towards orgasm, pain shooting through my body as I tried to resist cumming too early. I wanted to drag this on for a while longer.

“Not so soon dear.” She ordered, as I continued struggling not to cum yet.

She continued pounding onto my dick. Her long tresses followed her every movement as she moved her body up and down as fast as she could. I could see the sensations on her face. The sensation of wanting to cum and making me cum. My hands were over her already hard nipples as she continued pounding. Teasing, pinching and molding her boobs and nipples, she let out a soft growl as I was doing so.

She was fucking me wildly, pounding herself into me, her eyes rolling back into her head. I could feel the change in her thrusts that told me she was cumming-then she climaxed, her pussy clenching rhythmically around my dick as I rose up to meet her thrusts.

Still, she didn’t know slow down. She continued rocking me with her juices flowing out and down my dick; her nails were digging into my chest too. Pretty soon, I was feeling it, the point of no return. Then sensation built up in the base of my dick and pretty soon left me in quick successive squirts. It left me breathless and in a blank state for a moment before I returned to earth. I could feel that the towel below me was soaked with both of our juices.

Giving me a peck on the cheeks, she lowered her head on my chest.

Barely in a whisper, she asked: “Who’s going to clean up the mess?”

Uniform

2007-03-20T23:17:00.000+08:00

Good sex should be about having fun and giving both of yourselves an orgasm. For a guy, a good night of sex begins from the outfit the lady is wearing right down to her lingerie.

I guess that it can be quite empowering for a guy to fuck an object of his desire wearing a uniform. It boosts and soothes the ego at the same time. For the guys, how many times have we thought about fucking a pretty lady in uniform? The uniform can be a symbol of power and sexism. The production of many an Adult Videos catering to the whims of those with a uniform fetish, from schoolgirls to office ladies to even nurses is a good testament. Guys aside, I am sure the ladies have thought about doing their guy while they are in uniform as well.

I suppose I will share my own story involving a certain uniform:

M and I usually do our role-playing or love making marathons during the weekends. It gives us enough time to play and recover without worrying about work the next day. We were done watching TV one weekend when she suggested something special for the night.

“You want another all nighter?” I asked. “Well, I don’t mind but it’s a bit boring.” M replied with a slight pout on those kissable lips of hers. Out of nowhere, the idea popped into my head.

“Remember the skirt that I told you to alter, is it done yet?” I asked. “Its done lah” came her curt reply. “Good, go get it out. I have our fun planned out already.” Dragging her into the room, I got out the uniform and lingerie and told her to put them on. I detected a hint of excitement in her eyes as I exited the room.

Stepping into the room ten minutes later, M was already in THE uniform.

Her hair was neatly tied up and she was in a pair of heels. These were nothing compared to the uniform, or the lingerie beneath it. The light blue top was of a thin material and was clearly a size too small for her. I purposely chose it so that the black lace cup of her bra was pushing itself against the top tightly. A nametag bearing the name Mandy was over her right breast, this coupled with a rank collar pin on the left collar. Moving down, her skirt was altered to end slightly below her crotch. The tops of her fishnet stockings were peeking out under her skirt. The sight of her in the uniform was enough to send my cock rigid.

I went up to her and gave her a smooch. “The uniform fits you nicely dear.” I was moving my hands down to her butt as I said it. She gave a little hiss as I grabbed her ass, feeling the stocking top through the material of her skirt. “The shirt is a size too small. I know you did it on purpose” was her whisper. After finishing her sentence, she gave my earlobe a little nibble and suckled on it.

Lifting her skirt slightly, I slipped my hand in and started groping her butt cheeks and moved forward to her crotch. All these while, I was pushing her against the bedroom wall and she was kissing and nibbling on my neck. As I move my hand forward, I discovered that she wasn’t wearing anything below save for the stockings.

Sticking a finger into her pussy, I admonished her for the lack of panties. “Well. I saved you the hassle of pulling them off.” She replied with a squirm, as I was finger fucking her now. I gave her clit a few good rubs before it popped out of her clitoral hood. Giving it a few flicks, I inserted my forefinger into her slightly wet pussy now. I worked my finger into a slow smooth rhythm, by inserting and the pulling out. Slowly I added the middle finger in as well and before long, I was pumping her to a fast furious tempo. I could feel her love juices trickling down my fingers now and down her thighs. I continued for a while before stopping.

Pushing her onto the bed, I undid the first few buttons of the top to expose her bra. It was long before the bra was slipped off her 36B breasts. Rubbing her own juice on her nipples, I gave them a little suckle and pinching. I lifted her skirt as she lay on the bed and was greeted by the sight of a smooth bald pussy glistening wet with her own juices.

I pressed my mouth on her smooth pussy lips. My tongue slid between her smooth, swollen, warm lips as I began to tongue her. My tongue was sliding gently around her smooth lips. M let out a low soft moan and she sort of inched her pussy closer to my mouth. She brought one hand down on my head and pushed my mouth down deeper onto her sex as I continued eating her out.

“Harder now dear, lick me harder.” she said in a voice low and rich with desire.

I suckled her clit into my mouth and rhythmically tongued it, bringing a long low rapturous moan from her luscious lips. My tongue went deeper into her and her muscles tightened as the tip of my tongue penetrated her again for the umpteen time. She elicited a soft gasp and a low moan as she settled into the sensations of it all. I was feeling the sensations too as I could feel my dick getting harder too.

I carried on my sucking and licking as she began thrusting her lips. Working her clit with my tongue eagerly, I knew that she was on the verge of cumming as her moans grew louder. She came, her cry of pleasure bordering on the edge of a scream. She moaned and cried and growled like an animal for a while before she stopped. My tongue felt sore and my neck ached a little as I surveyed my deed. Her juices were all over her lips, thighs and the towel on the bed.

I licked whatever I could and move myself up to look her into the eyes. Her large deep pupils stared back at me in a look of joy and hunger. I could tell she wanted more. I kissed her to let her savor the taste of herself before lying down beside her. My hard on was residing by the minute after watching her cum.

Turning to me she said: "Time for my performance......"

P.S Should i continue this story?

Pieces

2007-03-11T00:58:00.000+08:00

Seeing it break in front of my eyes, my heart was broken. In my hurry, the cellphone strap had caught on the glass figurine and sent it crashing to the ground as i tugged it. In a valiant attempt to save it, my finger could only grasp the air behind it as i watched the figurine break into hundreds of pieces.

There was no loud crash, only a sickening thud of my heart as i surveyed the damage. Worst, i looked up at the lone remaining glass figurine and could only stare in stunned silence. I couldn't care less about my appointment now.

The pair of figurine was the first gift M had given me. We bought it in Thailand on our first trip. I positioned the pair so that i would take a glance of it whenever i entered or exited my room. All was well till that fateful day. Somehow i had left my cellphone near the pair and in my hurry, i broke one half of the pair.

I told M what happened during our next conversation over the phone and i could sense that she was sad too. However, being the person i know her to be, she just brushed it off and said that the figurine could be replaced on our next trip.

Somehow the remaining half of the pair just made me feel worse about the whole thing that i just decided to put it in a box and hide it away. The whole event was forgotten for a few months till yesterday.

Back when i broke the figurine, i did thought of buying the broken half just to replace it. However, despite all my efforts i just couldnt find anyone that was willing to sell just one half of it. Just when i decided to let it be, i chanced upon the figurine that i wanted on ebay. Product was from the factory manufacturing the items and it seems that they do sell it in pairs as well as stand alones. With nary a thought, i clicked on the buy button.

This should be a nice gift for her when she returns in a month.

Uncanny

2007-03-06T23:41:00.000+08:00

Lately, I haven’t been having the inspiration or topics to write about. Rather then churn out something of substandard quality, I would rather write when I feel like it. That explains for the lack of regular updates. Besides, I doubt you readers will want to keep reading about sex and the likes of it. After all, sex is sex and its bound to get boring after a while.

I know that I promised to blog about stuff I observed in Taiwan but being the procrastinator I am, that will be reserved for another day.

Recently, two mutual friends that I met online decided to go into a relationship. Let’s call the girl K and the guy B. K is older than B too. To K, this was going to be just another one of her many relationships or so she thought. To B, this was his first serious relationship.

K and B were mutual friends before the relationship started. Due to their daily routines, they got to know each other better and slowly, the relationship started.

Cliché as it sounds, it happened one dark and stormy night at a park. It was one of their regular outings since K was on vacation break. K already had a feeling that B was holding a torch for her. Perhaps it was fated to be, for the storm that night forced them into a shelter at the park.

Taking e chance, K decided to tell B all about her past relationships and mistakes. Her purpose was simple. To scare B off as she felt that she was not ready for another relationship so soon. K told B that she was hurt by all the past relationships and no one would want to heal all her wounds. One would expect B to back off after what K said. However, B only looked shyly at the ground and told K that there will definitely be someone who was willing to heal K. That someone turned out to be B himself.

What followed next was a whirlwind of dates and their first session in bed. I wont go into details here but lets just say it was K who initiated it and took away the virginity of B. ;)

Time flies when you are enjoying yourself. Vacation break was almost over and K had to return soon. They both cried the night before the departure and decided to continue the relationship through emails, snail mails and telephone conversations over two different continents.

M did try to fear me off her during our first date by talking about her past and the stuff that she had been through. Rather than fearing her, I was more attracted to her instead. Likewise, both girls are older than the guys and also took away their virginities. Both guys were also shy and innocent when the relationship started too. Last but not least, both couples are trying to maintain their long-term relationship now.

I couldn’t help but feel a sense of déjà vu when I compare K and B between M and myself. Perhaps that’s what you get for dating women older than you are. Somehow, they are more open minded and more receptive to trying out new things.

To K and B, I understand all the fun and stuff you have been through. In fact, it’s like reliving my past two years over again when I heard the stuff you guys did. A long distance relationship is hard to maintain and there will be bumps along the road, this I won’t lie. However, if you manage to handle it well, you will be surprised to find that it can contain a lot of memories and surprises too.

I wish you both all the best in your relationship and may you stay loving and together.

Role Reversal

2007-02-25T22:01:00.000+08:00

I am sure most of us in a relationship have at least experienced or thought about this before. What would it be like to be in your partner's shoes for a day. This means doing her chores and stuff like that.

I had a weird dream over the weekend where the role reversal clearly went further than normal. In it, i dreamt that we were both getting married. Except that this time i was in a wedding gown and she was in a wedding gown too. Thinking back, it did freak me out a little but i could have sworn i was amused by the look of myself in the dream.

Anyway, my dream continued with the both of us happily married. However i was now in a woman's body and having to stay home to cook, wash and wait for M to come home. When M got back, all i could think about was thinking of how to please her and settle her needs physically and emotionally.

It did felt surreal waking up from that dream. Delving further into it, perhaps its part of my inner fears and ego too. I fear that because of our age gap, income gap, educational status, I won't be able to match up to her or to really take care of her.

Then again, all is going well and i guess its just the inner demons in me that i will have to find a way to exorcise.

Happy Valentines

2007-02-14T22:17:00.000+08:00

It sucks not being able to celebrate it with her for the second year running. I really do enjoy doing something special or surprising for her after our first valentines together. Then again, like a friend of mine said, If you both are happy together, everyday is a valentine.

Quite true if you think about it. It goes without saying that Valentine's day is now just a day where merchants can make a killing by overpricing those dinners, roses, bears and whatnot. What's the point of celebrating if you will only express your love or surprise you loved one only on this day? Also isn't love supposed to be unconditional?

It goes to show that at times we are mired in the materialistic gains of this world. While i may look like i hate this day (Actually i do to a certain extent as i could not celebrate it with her), it is actually a good time and moment to sit back, relax and just enjoy the solace and companionship of your loved one.

If you are in a situation like me, i guess a simple phone call and hearing her voice will suffice.

Happy Valentines once again.

P.S: Have made my decision over my studies now. Just awaiting confirmation from the other side. Am just hoping now.

Unexpected Farewell?

2007-02-12T19:12:00.000+08:00

I thought i was going for the mid year enrollment. Even had plans to visit that city to take a look and have a short holiday before i begin lessons. Maybe not now. Just got news that they are scrapping the mid year program.

Which means that if i want to study this year, I would have to leave within the next week or so. Or i can wait for another year. Bummer and to think that i have already laid down plans for the coming months.

Only have the next 24 hours to make my decision now. Tough call really. Not even enough time to say my proper goodbyes, pack, find accomodation over there and stuff. Or i could find a job and wait another year and be far behind my batch now.

What should i do?

Taiwan Trip Pictures

2007-02-06T23:31:00.000+08:00

I promised some pictures of my trip and here they are. You readers wont know how M or me looks like though. What i would like to share is the sights and experience that i had while i was there.

The room type that we requested was fully booked and thus we had a free upgrade. Not much of a difference to us as we prefer snuggling in each other's arms. Hehe.

We had the chance to visit the scenic town of Danshui. It's a quaint little town by the river. And by river, i dont mean river the size of Kallang River. A boat ride over takes at least 5 minutes. You will be surprised to note that for such a small town with no motel or hotel in sight, the last thing you would expect to find is a shop selling sex toys and the such!!

We took the chance to visit the Lovers bridge too, so named because it was opened on Valentines Day. Sadly, we didn't have the time to stay till late at night when the bridge lights up. I forgot to upload pictures of the bridge though. These are pictures taken on top of the bridge.

I agree when someone told me that you will never go hungry in Taiwan. Every night market, or road corners, there is a convenience store or there will be carts selling food. Here are some of the delicacies we sampled during our week there. No surprises that M was complaining she felt fat after our trip there.

Back for a while

2007-01-23T21:25:00.000+08:00

If you have been wondering about my lack of updates, it’s because I am going to be busy for a while till the start of next month.

Been back from my trip for about a week plus now and I can say that I still miss Taiwan. Great environment, great food and most of all I had a great time with M there. Have some pics that I will share later though. No time to upload and edit some of them now. The trip was enriching as well if you compare the lifestyles, habits and some social values between the Taiwanese and us. Will blog more about this in the next few posts I guess.

Its been 5 years since I last touched a textbook and going back to studies now will take some getting used to. Yes, my application to study abroad has been successful. I shall be leaving in the middle of the year to get used to the new environment and waiting for term to start. The sweetest part of it is that M is seeking a transfer to where I will be. Hopefully it goes well and we can be together again.

Somehow the past 3 weeks has been a hell of a whirlwind and the year is just starting. Will be back soon.

Happy 2007

2007-01-04T23:57:00.000+08:00

I know its a bit late for this but better late than never, Happy 2007 to all. It was a joy spending Christmas and New Year with her snuggling in bed and having some hanky panky while everyone were out celebrating on the crowded streets. I dont understand why people want to celebrate in such crowded places to get squeezed, molested or putting themselves into positions where incidents were likely to happen. Call me a spoilsport but i would rather spend time at home and have a quiet evening with her.

We did welcome the New Year outside though. At a certain beach along the east coast watching the sunrise before having breakfast together and snuggling into bed when its light. Pure simple bliss like this is undescribable.

Am almost done packing for out trip to Taiwan tomorrow though and i am looking forward to the next few days with her. Still it brings about a tinge of sadness too as she will be leaving me again after the trip. For now, i will make full use of the new few days. Don't miss me.

P.S Here's a version of Canon that i liked a lot, the flamenco one. Kinda described how i started and ended last year.

Merry Christmas

2006-12-26T22:58:00.000+08:00

Wanted to post this during Christmas but i was too preoccupied with her. *wink*

It certainly took a while to get used to her sleeping beside me again, hearing her soft breathing and the bleary look on her face as she woke up. It’s strange that you can discover so much about a person just by watching her sleep and wake up.

Sex took some getting used to too. The flu in me didn’t help much as I wasn’t really in the mood for it despite her attempts at getting me hard. Thank fully the drive returned on Christmas morning:

She looked so hot in that little black dress, stockings and heels during her company D&D that I was already aroused during the dinner. The close contact during the dance just made it worse and I was sure she could feel it.

Eventually, I couldn’t take it anymore and we just went at each other as soon as we got home. Clothes and underwear were all over the floor. Save for her stockings and garter belt, she was completely nude in front of me as we made out.

Her slender stocking encased thighs were spread out before me, knees to her tits and her wrists beneath her. The wet glinting pussy just looked all the more inviting to me. Stroking her lips lightly, I traced her slit all the way from the bottom till her clit. Playing and teasing her clit out of the hood, I rubbed it lightly a few times as I felt it getting engorged. Bringing my mouth to her lips, I gave it a good lick before finishing off with some sucking on her clit.

This elicited a soft moan from her luscious lips. Bring my tongue to her oral orifice, I licked her lips and allowed her to taste herself. “I am ready darling.” Came the reply.

I pushed down firmly on her shoulder blades, arching the small of her back higher. Then, I eased my cock into her vagina. What a difference 4 months made. Her pussy felt much tighter and even she was complaining that it hurt a little. It was hot and soaking too. Still, it opened up and accepted me all the way as usual.

M gave a groan. I knew she loved it being taken doggy style.

Leaning over her with my full body weight pressing on top of her, I pushed into her deep and hard, going deeper with every thrust and listening to the sweet grunt in her throat that she’s enjoying every bit of it.

Pulling out, I repeated the thrusting by putting more force behind each thrust now. I could feel her pussy swelling around my cock now. Increasing the tempo and force, I was ramming into her like a maniac. The strength of my thighs pinned against her thighs is keeping her spread open; she couldn’t close it even if she wanted to. The sweet grunts have now turned into urgent cries. Cries that were begging me to end her suffering.

I did not stop but continued till she squealed: ”I’m cumming.”

The feel of her pussy spasming around my cock is all it takes. I shot into her after it.

The cuddling after the blown out sex was the best. No word from either of us, just a deep loving look into each other eyes as we drifted off to sleep.

I am going to hate it when she leaves again. For now, carpe diem.

Wet Surprise

2006-12-20T14:05:00.000+08:00

I was out with friends yesterday and was about to catch a movie when M called. "Darling, can you make your way to my house? I need you to log on my comp to send me something. Not convenient to talk over phone so can you hurry?"

Rushing through the downpour that had blanketed the island for the past two days, i was wondering what was so important. I got to her place all wet and tired. And there she was, standing there and welcoming me back.

Once again, she came back a few days earlier than expected. Boy, do i love such surprises. Alas, no action for that night as i am still recovering from flu and was not in the mood for anything hot and sensual. Still it is good that the space beside my bed is filled and i can wake up to someone beside me for the next few weeks.

姐弟恋

2006-12-14T13:21:00.000+08:00

I was out of the country for a while hence the lack of updates. Everything has been fine and i am just waiting for M to be back next week. It's going to be a few weeks of fun and some love making i am sure.

I spotted this article in the local chinese magazine UW. The story in the article made me smile as it is similar to what i am going through now and also what i might go through in future with M. I have translated the article to the best of my abilities while sticking true to the original intent of it.

Here is the translated article:

"My wife is 5 years older than me. In a way our relationship is what most would call 姐弟恋. To those who don't understand chinese, it literally translates to a relationship between an older female with a younger male. This is nothing uncommon these days. However our relationship is more complicated give the fact that we work in the same company and she is my manager.

I was attracted to her charisma at first. Admiration soon turned into love and within half a year i made my move. The start of our relationship was rocky at first. We had to endure gossips from people in the company and the higher management even had a talk with her regarding our relationship. She reassured the higher management that our relationship will not affect our work performance. This is my wife's character, impartial and confident.

However her sense of justice and confidence did put me down a little at first. At times i felt like a little boy next to an adult or a criminal in front of a judge.

Luckily a group of friends told me that even if the lady is younger or older than the man, the lady will always treat the man like a child or criminal at times and the lady will take on a motherly role. This is the way men and women are meant to be and its the psychological and emotional difference between us and not a age difference problem. I was reassured after hearing this.

The next problem i had was my parents were worried that i will be inferior next to her and am living off her.

When she knew the problem i was facing, she sold off her condominium and went back to live with her parents. She also changed her luxury car to a lower end car. She explained her decisions by saying that once we have kids, there will be a greater financial burden and it's good to start saving now. Once again, she has touched me with her actions.

After we got married, she disliked me going clubbing. To reassure her, i cut down on my clubbing activities and told her that no matter how old and wrinkled she becomes, i will always love her.

The thing i love about older women is the mature way in this they carry out their tasks and daily life. If you ask me what i think of 姐弟恋, i would say its good. In every relationship, there will be potholes and obstacles along the way, it's how you deal with them that matters. Handle it well and the relationship will last."

In a way i could relate to the article because M is also 5 years older than me and her financial and career status is above me. I also had the same feeling as the guy in the article when we got together. The feeling of being a little boy next to an adult. The way that my parents compare me with her is also another obstacle that we overcame.

Like the guy's wife in the article, M is also prepared to give up somethings in her life in order to be together with me. It really makes me think, love can certainly change a person.

Crucify My Love

2006-11-29T16:52:00.000+08:00

The shrill blast of the vehicle horn pierced through the tranquil morning air. The blasts came repeatedly and awoke me from dreamland. Moving to the window and straining to open my bleary eyes, I spotted the target of the honking. Hand in hand, a mother and her child walked towards the bus. As the child was boarding the bus, she turned back to her mother, let go of her hand and waved goodbye.

It made me reminisce on my early schooling life. Back then, mom would hold my hand as I walked towards the school gate and let go of my hand as I stepped beyond the physical boundary. After school, she would also be the first to hold my hand as I stepped out of the boundary and held my hand all the way home.

When M and I started dating, I would also hold her hand as we stroll along the streets. In a sense, the holding on to her seems to provide a sense of belonging and security I guess.

However, since there is a time for holding on, there is also a time to let go.

Just like what my mum and the mum I noticed did, they let go of the child’s hand at the right time and grab on to it again at another time. In a sense, there is a boundary on when to let go.

Many people have been asking me, what made me so confident of letting M go abroad to work?

As the saying goes: “ If you really love someone, you will learn to let go.” Besides the trust between the two of us, I also wanted her to live her life to the fullest and the only way to do this was to let her go. Between the two of us a boundary has already been erected on when to let go and when to hold on.

What if the physical or mental boundary is crossed? I can only say that things wouldn’t turn out pretty. Holding on to something that is seeking to break free or something that wasn’t yours in the first place will never do both parties any good. Resent would only grow deeper I feel.

Some may say that you hold on tightly because of love. However, is it really love or overprotection or both? It could be for just one reason, for another reason or for both.

Maybe somewhere in this society, we have lost ourselves to the extent that the boundary on when to hold on and when to let go is lost. Even if you do let go, there is still the mental boundary that you have to overcome and to some, they can’t overcome it.

It might look easy but I can tell you that letting go isn’t as easy as it seems……

White Lie

2006-11-22T18:14:00.000+08:00

I got a surprise yesterday when i checked my email. Inside it was a confirmation email for TWO air tickets to the land of betel nut beauties, date is the first week of Jan 07 . Upon checking, i saw the email bearing both our names on it.

A call to darling brought about a giggle. Seems like she had lied to me that she couldn't take time off work while in the background she had already done all the bookings and stuff. All these from her own pocket. My ego took over for a while as i was upset that she had went ahead with all these using her own money when i had promised to foot everything.

After i had calm down, it was really sweet of her to go to such lengths about it. Thankfully i didn't flare up at her or anything. In return, i have promised to let her shop all she wants over there. I can't wait for her return in exactly a month's time now. This is going to be a good Christmas.

One more year

2006-11-21T01:53:00.000+08:00

One more year closer to my grave. Celebrated my birthday over the weekend with a nice dinner with a close female friend. Despite her beauty, the nice dinner and the engaging conversation, I still missed having Mandy celebrate it with me. It has been two years since we celebrated our birthdays together and i missed it.

Still, darling hasn't forgotten about my birthday and has given me a very meaningful and useful gift. What it is, i won't tell as its special to me. Thanks to all for their gifts and well wishes. I appreciate it and treasure them.

On a footnote, my Taiwan trip with Mandy isn't going to take place. Sadly, there is no way she can take time off so i guess it has to be postphoned to another time. Still, she is going to Bangkok sometime next year for business and i am thinking of meeting her there and having sometime alone with her. Will have to see how it goes i guess.

In Sight

2006-11-13T23:49:00.000+08:00

I have finally received a letter from the university that i applied to. Once the extra requirements are done and if i am accepted, i will be away from Singapore for the next three years at least. Somehow i am torn between leaving home and looking forward to a new environment. A new environment that includes Mandy.

My darling has spoken to me about her future plans. If my application is successful, she will ask her company to post her to that particular country i am going to. Posting not successful? I am ready to quit my job and maybe go work there she said. Once again she has touched my heart in more ways than one. Its a big big decision for her too as it means giving up everything she currently has to face a future which is uncertain. It only makes me treasure and love her more.

To reward her, i have bought a few pairs of stockings online which will probably arrive in 2 weeks time. I cant wait to see her wear them and i hope she loves them. Just wishing that everything will go according to plan now. Keeping my fingers crossed.

Orbit

2006-11-05T01:13:00.000+08:00

I know I have not been blogging as often as I did. Reason being is I couldn’t find anything interesting to talk about and I doubt you readers would like to listen to me rant.

It has been exactly 3 months since I left my old company and job. After looking forward to leaving that stupid company for a while, I suddenly found myself with lots of free time and freedom. It didn’t seem so bad at first. With all the time in the world, I started to plan and did stuff I wouldn’t have the time for back in the past. It was fun at first, till reality sets in and you start to wonder how to survive. Days flashed by with you thinking hard of what to do today. Maybe this is the reason why people still go to work daily for about half of their lifespan. It gives them something to look forward to and while time away even though they don’t enjoy what they are doing. Then again, how many of us are truly happy with work? It’s just the way of life I guess.

The long-term goal of waiting for her to return isn’t working as well as I hoped. It just seems so far away for now. To make things worst, I broke a glass figurine given by her last week. It was sort of like her first gift to me; now its shattered. Another sad point is, the figurine was part of a pair. So now I am just left with one half of the original pair. Though it’s been a week, I still blame myself for breaking it out of carelessness. Looking at the remaining pair just sort of makes it worse for me. Like she said, it can be replaced but then it wouldn’t feel the same I guess. Perhaps I am reading too much into it, just hope the breaking of it is not a sign of something bad to come.

For now, the thought of a trip to Taiwan with just her alone appeals to me. Problem now is working it out given her schedule.

Chagrin

2006-10-25T01:38:00.000+08:00

The haze isn’t the only thing making life and my feelings worse lately. Those who have read my previous entry on N and P should know who they are. For those who are new or who have forgotten, N and P came from different countries and met on board a plane. Through fate they got to know each other better and gradually decided to settle down. The wedding was supposed to be somewhere near the end of the year. Sadly, this isn’t going to happen yet.

Somehow along the way, P (the gal) developed pre marriage jitters and felt that she wasn’t really ready to settle down yet. Alas, how much grief could a stupid piece of paper cause? Because of this, their wedding is postponed indefinitely now and this is another good reason for me not to have a wedding dinner if i do get married. And to think that just a month or so ago, both of there were looking so happy about it as they talked about their plans.

How much do we know about a person? I guess it’s never too much because just when you thought that you know all about the person, you will discover that there are still things you don’t know about him. It goes to show how complex humans are. N and P knew each other for a far longer time than Mandy and I. If even their relationship can be on the rocks now, I shudder to think what might happen if I decide to settle down with Mandy. Granted that all relationships are different and theirs might be a one off incident but the thoughts of this happening is scary to me.

Perhaps N and P don’t know what they want out of the marriage or even the relationship. Then again, which one of us does?

A teenage friend of mine probably sums it up best. Lets call this friend Bud. Bud is seeing this girl for almost half a year now and to bud it’s a long time. Bud had a lot of confidence in wooing this girl that when I asked how he felt when he finally went official with her, he said it was a normal feeling. So what if you got rejected? I never thought of it was his reply.

Bud, what made you want to know her in the first place? To know more friends I guess. You have too little friends? No, I just want to know her better and besides one can’t have too many friends. So, what is it in her that attracted you? She’s cute, oxymoronic but pretty. Yes, as contradicting as it may sound, that was Bud’s reply to me. And before this he tried not to reply to my question till I asked him to just say his feelings. He seems confused too. How serious Bud is about this girl, I guess only he will know.

I guess not only teenagers are confused about what they want out of a relationship, adults at times are also hard pressed to answer what do we want out of it as well.

I feel that loneliness is the basis of how most boy girl relationship forms. Guy is lonely, Gal is lonely, both of them meets each other and they decided to work it out. Along the way, they discover things about each other and start to mould the future of the relationship. If things don’t work out, they go their separate ways.

At least for me now, I know that Mandy is going to be back soon and I have that to look forward to. Best wishes to P and N now as I really hope they will sort out everything and have a happy ending.

Waiting

2006-10-20T00:34:00.000+08:00

I am hooked on this current song playing on my blog, Runaway train by Soul Asylum. Lyrics can be found by clicking on the link. Partly hooked to it because i could relate to some of the lyrics i guess.

Two more months to go before she returns and the tiredness of waiting is getting to me. I knew what I was getting myself into when I allowed her to leave so I was prepared for the wait. Sadly, one can never get used to being alone even for a short period of time when you have been living together for a long while.

It gets worse at night when you are just lying there on your bed and the spot next to you is empty. Every night, if one of us can’t get to sleep, we would just talk to each other about everything and anything under the sun till both of use fell asleep. There are times when talk leads to some naughty action and we would both go off into dreamland exhausted but satisfied. It’s the loss of these little things that are getting to me as I wait.

Maybe it is the lack of a fixed job now that suddenly I find myself with too much time on my hands while waiting for her to return. True, the job I had before sucks and it was a dread going to work daily. Still, there was a focus point for me everyday. Get into office, wait for lunch, finish lunch and wait for knock off. Repeat this for five days and wait for weekends.

Mundane it maybe but at least it takes my mind off things for a while. These days, if you ask me what day it is today, I would have to look at a calendar to tell you the answer. Days fly by but still it’s not time for her return yet and the wait itself is slowly suffocating me as though the recent haze is not enough.

Meanwhile I am doing some freelancing here and there to pay off the bills but as you know, freelancing basically gives you the freedom to accept or reject the job. Sometimes, I just lose the motivation to accept it. I still have my goal of further studies to keep me going but that just seems so far off compared to her return.

For now, I am just taking things as it goes by till her return.

Sex Positions

2006-10-13T00:44:00.000+08:00

I figured that everyone should know the following sex positions I am going to describe. Still I am interested to know what others would think of them. Following entry is done with a little help by M through email.

Rear Entry aka Doggy

For Him: It’s the closest thing to anal sex without really doing it yet it just feels so naughty doing it. As ladies and gents will agree, we men are visual creatures and the sight of an exposed perky butt and the all so inviting pussy just below it are enough reasons to list this as one of my favorites. Also you get to see her boobs swinging as you pump her from behind.

Your hands are also free to stimulate her breasts, nipples or her clitoris to add to the pleasure for her. Workload wise, its light but gives you great pleasure and excitement at the end. You can choose to control the speed that you pump her too.

For Her: There is no reason to not love this position except that it can get tiring getting on all fours for a while. Still the deep penetration and the g-spot stimulation are more than enough to forget about the tiredness for a while. I do find it kinky too when his balls slap against my vagina as he pumps.

Still there are days when I feel that my butt might be fat that I start to become conscious about it that makes this position not that pleasurable.

Missionary

For Him: Well, it’s true that this is the most common position. The guy gets to control the thrust and the speed. Once again, hands are also free for you to roam around. The added bonus for this position is that it allows you to look at your lover while she is being pumped. The looks of sheer pleasure or the agony for cum denial are all there for you to see. As mentioned before, men are visual creatures and such looks just add to the excitement for us.

I hate this position when I am tired or just plain lazy as it involves a lot of work from the guy. Also, after a while it just gets boring thus I like to add in a pillow or cushion just above her butt at times. The elevation of her lower body just gives a new feeling and dimension to this age-old position.

For Her: I love how I can control how deeply I am being penetrated. Contrary to popular belief that this is not possible because the guy is in the driving seat however this can be achieved by arching the back, or curving your pelvis up toward the penis. Arching the back limits how far the penis can go in for deeper penetration.

Also I can easily move my legs in different positions (E.g putting it on his shoulders, hugging his waist) to add more pleasure to the both of us. The only grouse here is that sometimes he tends to put his whole weight on you as he pumps and that hurts or gets really uncomfortable.

Woman on Top

For Him: This is another one of my personal favorite. The guy gets to rest while the lady does all the work. If you like being dominated, this is a great position too as you are left helpless while you see her straddle and ride you. The force and the speed are all left to her mercy. There can be a few variations here. One is that of the lady facing you. In this position, your hands are free to grope at her breasts or do whatever you want to. Also, she can bend forward and French you while she is riding. Reminds me of a ride on the bucking bronco.

Another variation is she on top with her back facing you. This is very stimulating for the guy because the more the woman bends forward towards her lover’s toes, her penetrated vagina and anus are totally exposed for the man to see.

For Her: Time for me to play dominatrix here. Imagine the look on his face as I deny him the pleasure of cumming by stopping or slowing down and then picking up the pace. True it’s more work than lying around getting banged but I believe we gals need to have some fun too. Enough said.

Side by Side

For Him: Cuddling and sex. If this doesn’t sound exciting to a girl, I don’t know what will. M always likes me to cuddle her after a session. It brings the both of us closer she said. I got to admit cuddling before and after sex is a different feeling. After sex, it just feels so much more sensitive to touch and be touched.

This is a great way to wake her up sneakily in the morning too. However, do remember to use some lubrication as it does hurt if you penetrate her while she’s dry. I prefer it if she has her back to me as I penetrate her as I can reach through the gap between her shoulders and pillow to play around with her nipples.

For Her: God knows how many times Frank has entered me while I am still asleep through this position. True, it doesn’t allow much penetration however I still find it a kick to find something in my vagina as I am being roused from dreamland. By the time the deed is done, I am awake. Still, I don’t like this position unless it’s for a quickie. The lady here prefers something rough.

Circumstances

2006-10-03T23:20:00.000+08:00

Ever wondered how the circumstances in which you got to know a person would affect the way you think about the person or how would it limit the relationship/friendship you will build up?

Thinking back, if I had met Mandy through a dating agency, the sparks and feelings would be different I guess as it shows that there are problems with the two of us getting a date that we have to resort through and agency.

Likewise, those of you who remembered my friends, the couple N and P from an earlier post would remember how they met on board a plane and how their romance started. If they had just met in class or somewhere in school, I doubt they would be getting married now.

Similarly, a girl that you met in a bar over some drinks and have sex with later would leave you with a different impression compared to a girl you managed to know in a formal setting and some level of skirt chasing before you bed her. You get the same results in the end albeit through a different process I guess.

I guess fate and the circumstances we get to know each tends to lay down the first impression on how we view each other and the path that the friendship/relationship will take.

I recently made a friend through my blog. Lets call this friend L. Now, I have made other friends before through my blog and have even met up with some of them. However, in this case, it’s a little special. The reason we got to know each other is because both of us are blogging about topics of the same genre.

You might ask what’s so unique about this as I have met up with other erotic bloggers too. Well, the point here is, it was never in L’s mind to meet up with any readers in the first place. L’s online space was just meant to be just a little sanctuary to store thoughts and feelings. However as fate would have it, a meeting with L proved to be inevitable later.

The meeting was ok but I guess deep in L’s heart it was awkward, as I had known too much about L’s life and lifestyle that even those close to L did not know. Likewise, L got to know some stuff that I never blogged about too and I guess the relationship between us went a little beyond acquaintances?

It had become a case of so close yet so far between us I guess. Close in the sense that we know personal stuff about each other yet far apart because like what L said, it wasn’t really a normal friendship anymore. Not normal in the sense that any meeting with L would have to be in a group setting because of everything involved. I get where L is coming from and I don’t blame L because I would have done the same things.

Perhaps like what L said, it would have been different if I had known L as a friend first instead of finding out L’s deep secrets and then becoming L’s friend.

Still, I do treasure all my friendships and despite the strangeness of this friendship with L, a friend is still a friend and I would like to see how things might work out in the end. It might stay this way forever or it might change, I don’t know. For now it’s carpe diem.

P.S: Didn't even realized that this is my 100th post. Taken me about 13 months to hit 100 posts. It's appropriate that this is my 100th post as well as i dont think i will ever encounter another situation like this and i guess not many will.

Lazy

2006-10-02T15:15:00.000+08:00

Well, i know i promised to blog about my trip when i got back. However, i just didn't have the mood to blog about it when i got back. Also, I was down with a fever a few days back and there goes all my mood.

About KL, there is nothing much about that place unless you like shopping and eating. Prices aren't really that much of a difference from here anyway though its still slightly cheaper. I did get carried away and got myself a new pair of shoes, a watch, clothes and other stuff, blowing away almost half of my cash. The clubbing scene there is good though. A noticeable difference from clubbing here. Guess the people there are more unrestricted and fun loving? Really had fun there drinking and dancing to the beat till the wee hours. Stuff that i no longer have the mood to do here.

It was a good trip as the bond between me and bestie got closer and it reinforces my beliefs as to why he is my bestie. Only grouse about the trip is i am once again almost broke and will have to find another temp job while i wait for my university offer.

Guess i shall stop here for now. Be back with another entry later.

In KL

2006-09-21T22:11:00.000+08:00

Its certainly a big risk blogging in a public area but then again, the thrill of getting caught is high too. What's more, bestie is beside me checking his emails and surfing some websites while making use of the 15 mins that we have to surf.

Been here for almost a day and a half now. KL sure is a big difference compared to Singapore. Its bloody smoky here even as early as 6am. Guess its due to the numerous number of vehicles on the roads. The transport here isn't that great as well. I still have to walk to get to various destinations from the station. Don't get me started on the traffic jams. I swear peak period in KL is worst than Bangkok's traffic. Then again, its fun planning a travel route on your own and taking your own sweet time exploring. No restrictions and no timetables to follow, i love this current freedom.

Done some shopping in the meanwhile as well and i reckoned i already blew S$300 buying stuff for myself and friends. This doesn't include the clubbing fee from last night. Decided to go to Zouk and check it out. It was a Wed night and that place was packed with girls. No action here though, just there to check out some sweet faces and have some drinks. Proceeded to Beach Club after that for some dancing before crashing back to the hotel.

Though it seems pretty hip, i couldn't feel any sexy vibes from the clubs. Also, after walking for so long, i havent seen a sex shop in KL yet. Either i am looking in the wrong place or its even more sexually opressive here.

All right, 15 mins almost up. I shall blog more when i get back.

Road Trip

2006-09-19T23:34:00.000+08:00

Ok, not really a road trip though i would have liked one. I will be leaving on a trip to Kuala Lumpur tomorrow for a couple of days with my bestie. Thinking back, i havent really went abroad for a trip since i stopped working. With bestie along, its just good to take some time off and just enjoy eating and shopping and taking in whatever sights there are in KL.

Speaking of which, anyone remembered those lame but funny National Lampoon movies? I remembered one of them featured a road trip by the guy to retrieve back a sex tape which he made with another girl. That bugger sent this tape by accident to his girlfriend. Still remembered i kept laughing throughout the show.

I might update on the trip when i am back if there are interesting stuff. Meanwhile, you readers take care.

One Year On

2006-09-17T17:34:00.000+08:00

I know this adage is old, but time really flies. It’s been a year since I started blogging. I mentioned somewhere before that I started writing about my time with Mandy in digital format. I didn’t have the thought of uploading it online or turning it into a blog as I would have liked to keep it something private.

However, Mandy happened to chance upon what I was doing and decided that maybe I should just start a simple blog. I was not really comfortable with the idea but then again, a blog can be anonymous and I was thinking, Heck, just upload, not many will want to read about it anyway.

I was right, at first. Though I had my little place in the virtual world, no one took a look at my blog anyway. I was kind of relieved actually as it meant that I can just write about personal stuff and no one will know.

But just after one week and one story after starting my blog. The news came about Mandy making her decision of working overseas. I was feeling pretty confused back then and what was supposed to be just entries of my sexperience turned into an emotional outpouring of my feelings and thoughts. It was meant to start off as just a sex diary, but along the way, I couldn’t help but include my thoughts and feels on certain issues.

Somehow along the way, I chanced upon Sex Dolle’s blog and I was surprised that there were other such bloggers out there. In fact Sex Dolle was probably the first to link me and from there, the traffic started trickling in.

During the past year, I also made a few friends through my blog too, one or two whom I am rather close with. I also met up with them too. You guys and gals know who you are. I wasn’t too comfortable with meeting people in the past much less people that you meet online, but as I move on, I was soon pretty ok with the idea, just that I won’t ever be meeting everyone I chat with.

The funny thing about these meetings are, it still feels pretty strange on the first meeting. It’s like meeting someone who knows all your intimate details yet when you meet up, we don’t talk about what we blog and not everyone looks or sounds like how they are online. It goes to show what a myriad web the virtual world is, full of colorful and hidden characters.

Then again, there are the friends that I made online but have never met yet due to whatever reasons there are. It’s certainly interesting to know that there are people who are supporting my relationship with Mandy and people who just love to read.

There are also those who took the time to comment. I guess you either feel the same way about the topic I am blogging about, know how I am feeling or you just want to comment. I appreciate the time and effort that you took to craft your comment though it might just be a single line. I do try to reply if I can though.

Of course, there were some toes that I stepped on when I just started blogging then. If along the way, I have accidentally or unknowingly stepped on you, I am sorry for it. If you do not like my content, just go away. I have also learnt that it’s not possible to please everybody and if an apology doesn’t go down with you, so be it. Life’s like that I guess.

For me now, I will just continue blogging till the day I feel that I want to stop. Blogging has become a way for me to relieve myself of stress and something for me to do when I am bored. More importantly, I have a voice out here in the virtual world. It might be small no doubt but its my voice and space.

Contented Encore

2006-09-12T16:37:00.000+08:00

Spinnee, this one is for you since you asked for an encore. I also wasn't pleased with the previous entry too.

The sound of her melodious voice greeted me as soon as I pushed the “Answer” button: “Good Morning dear, still asleep?” “I was till you woke me.” There was a brief moment of silence before my angel spoke again. In that brief moment, I was stuck between the plane of elation and the plane of anger. Yeah, I was still kind of upset with her neglect the past week.

However, my heart just melted the moment she went “I’m so sorry for neglecting you the past week or so. Work has been busy, but every moment I am thinking of you and I still love you dear.” A close friend of mine says I just love too easily. Good or bad, I am still trying to find out. I replied: “I love you too dear.”

“Hmm, I guess you are still in bed, in your boxers only am I right?” “Yes dear” I replied.

Her next line took me by surprise. “I am reaching for your dick now dear. Stroking it through your boxers. Light strokes that get heavier by the minute. I can feel it hardening as I stroke. I am reaching under your boxers now and touching your warm hard dick. It feels so good as I grip it and work on it.”

I was really hard as she said those lines in her sultry voice and without thinking I was already reaching down and starting to do a little rubbing myself. As I was rubbing I decided to do something I never did before. “Dear, am reaching under your shirt now, grabbing and cupping your boobs violently. I really miss you. My fingers are playing with your nipples now. Squeezing them lightly at first and then squeezing them harder. Pulling up your shirt, I am now licking and sucking on one nipple of yours. As I am licking, one of my hands is slowly patting your crotch and running my fingers up and down your slit.”

“Fuck it dear, I am really wet now” was her reply. Somewhere along the way, she had started touching herself, that naughty girl. I could hear her moans and groans as each thrust of her fingers into her wet slit was bringing her a step closer to orgasm. As if to prove her point, she brought her phone closer to her pussy and I could make out a soft but distinct squishy sound as her fingers entered and exited her wet love valley.

“Liked the sound?” I could almost imagine her grinning broadly as she asked this question over the phone. “Of course I do. I would love to fuck you now in real life.” “Then I shall do it over the phone. My wet pussy wants you. I am straddling your dick now. Impaling it into me. Ooo, its big. I am moving my body up and down your shaft. Pumping you hard.” Not missing a beat, I replied: “Your pussy is as tight and wet as ever. Damn, go faster. I am thrusting my hips up as you come down on me.”

Dirty talk and the sounds of moaning, groaning continued for the next few minutes as we respectively rubbed and stroked ourselves. It was a sense of euphoria as we heard each other climax at almost the same time. Moments of silence transpired over the phone as both of us sought to regain our composure. Sure, phone sex felt new and strange. Surprisingly, it felt good too. Maybe its something we can work on in future. Still, I would prefer her in the nude and flesh.

Saying our goodbyes and sweet messages, I went back into a deep sleep contented and feeling closer to her.

Contented

2006-09-09T11:30:00.000+08:00

It's funny how easily i can get contented. Got a wake up call from her this morning. An apology from her about being busy and neglecting me. All these soon degenerated into a hot steamy phone sex. Heck, the billing problem can be settled later. I didn't really like phone sex before because you cant be part of the action and it feels more like a bystander.

However i could care less now as hearing her moaning and touching herself was just enough to turn me on. Both of us climaxed at almost the same time. For a moment, it felt like she was next to me again, before i crashed down to earth.

Its been a few hours after the call now, yet my mind still keeps reliving the sounds of her voice and the whole feeling. Jess is right, the human mind just tends to remember all the good stuff.

Darling, thanks for the call this morning. For now, i am contented. Hmmm.......

Center

2006-09-08T19:01:00.000+08:00

A close friend once complained to me about her current relationship. "I just want to be the center of his affection and for him to just focus on me. Is it that hard?" Back then i said No. Looking back, i guess i was wrong and sometimes it might just be hard for someone to be the center of affection.

Mandy's been really busy this past week or so. I got nary an email or call from her. Emails were not replied to as well and online chat has slowed to barely a trickle. Calls to her were as short as Hi, I am busy dear, I love you, call you some other time, Bye.

Now, this was a scenario that i have been through with her countless times before. It usually occurs at the start of the month and ending. Normally i would have been fine with it because i understand how busy she can get at times. It could be due to my PMS (yes, guys get them too) but this time around, i just feel crappy. Suddenly, i am jealous of her work being the center of her affection now and i feel helpless and neglected. I know work can get too much at times and she would have to spend nearly all the time dealing with it, however i just dont like being neglected.

The line " I just want to be the center of his affection and for him to just focus on me. Is it that hard?" comes back to me over and over again. Yes, its that hard now i feel. Whether its work, a third party or whatever, there is no way something can be the focus of our lives 24 hours a day, 7 times a week. In between, there will be breaks or moments of neglect.

Suddenly, i just feel so tired mentally and physically......

Night Out

2006-09-05T23:16:00.000+08:00

This entry was supposed to be up yesterday night but was having some problems with blogger. Anyway, i went out with Sex Dolle. I know her blog is gone however we do keep in touch every now and then and she has decided to do a guest entry for me this week. So here goes:

"Alright. so SI told me to guest blog for him. Here it goes;coffee and dinner with him went seemingly well, except for the very fact that i couldn't stop ranting about a certain uglyfuck who can be blinded folded with some dental floss. i shall not give names here, afterall, we all love anonymity, like me. (:

Dinner was good. We talked and I had some thoughts running through my mind,it's been some time since i last a few sentences before saying it. well,well, SI has been pretty sexless ever since his Mandy left and he keeps harping on the fact that at least i have someone to go to now. well bro,i'm sure if the ugly fuck can get girls like that, you can too. (:

It's been some time since i last blogged and he suggested the guest blogging, so here it goes. We even gossiped about how 80% of the women can't give a good handjob. Hurhur. I'm sure i did a good one for the guy i think i'm seeing. I'm not too sure on his side though.

Anyhow, i'm excited for tomorrow. am communing with my second love-ALCOHOL. yum! chivas regal, ooh baby. Here i am. "

Well, here ends her entry. It's a pity she shut down her blog though still it's her decision and i respect that. Anyway, it was fun hanging out with her and i shall look forward to the next time.

Fire, Fire, Pants On Fire

2006-09-02T00:14:00.000+08:00

Everyone knows what happens when you play with fire. If you are smart, nothing will happen. If you are dumb, you get burnt. However, no matter how smart or dumb you are, things can still go wrong, more so if you are dumb.

The tabloids lately have been reporting a lot on how sexually active our teenagers are becoming and all the problems that come with it. Sexually Transmitted Diseases (STDs), abortions, dumping of infants etc… You name it you got it.

Now, before I get burnt or stoned, I have to say that I have nothing against premarital sex or teenagers having all the wild sex they want. It’s their life and theirs to lead. I have no wish to comment on what they did or why they did it.

However, I do have a bone to pick with those that don’t even know what they are getting into. Example one, Guy fucks a Girl WITHOUT any form of protection. Girl gets pregnant and comes to Guy; Guy goes into shock and denial. Example two, Guy fucks Girl WITHOUT protection. Soon after, Guy learns that Girl had many partners before and starts to worry if he had contracted anything.

Note that in both cases, NO protection was used. No doubt in the moment of heat, one can forget about such precautions, however, what if the situation was, neither knew that STDs can be spread so easily or that its ok to take a chance? It makes you wonder what is being taught in sex education in schools these days. Back in my days, there was hardly any form of sex ed. They only info I was able to gleam was from two measly chapters in the science textbook which offered little insight into the inner workings of sex.

Normally, a science chapter will last for about 1 week to 2 weeks depending on how much info there was in the chapter. However I remembered that for those two chapters, the female science teacher covered them in 2 days. It just shows how important those two chapters are. Also, back in those days, the part on STDs was just showing us some pictures of how the STD looked like. The only part describing how you can contract them was through sexual contact. Note that sexual contact isn’t really defined here. Kissing can be considered sexual contact too. The part on sexual precautions was a joke too. A few pictures here and there, a few lines describing how they work and that’s it.

There were hardly any messages urging people to use protection if they have sex or specific details on how these diseases spread. Though I heard that things have improved a lot since I left school, the current sex syllabus is still inadequate. Stupid situations wouldn’t be happening daily if the syllabus is enough.

This is where the current message of abstinence from sex is failing. If it were, teens wouldn’t be having more sex compared to the past and pushing up infection rates. Counselors interviewed also agreed that its time to start teaching them about precaution rather than abstinence. Reason why abstinence is failing? With all the hype and media available about sex now, its just human nature for most to go out and try what is sex all about. Well, there are some who can hold out and abstain from sex till marriage so kudos to them. However statistics have proved that these are just a minority.

It’s really sad to read about how some girl gave her first time to her boyfriend who in the end gave her HIV. The boyfriend didn’t even know he had HIV then. He could be lying for all we know and if so he’s a bastard. But if not, it’s saddening to see two young lives and future destroyed just like that. Some might blast them for not using a condom. However, if they knew better about the dangers regarding sex, I am sure they would have used it rather than regret about it now. So, there might be people who sleep around without protection out there but I think that’s another story.

The way I see it, it’s going to take a lot of efforts from parents to teach their kids all about sex. Bearing in mind that we are still a conservative society, it is going to be tough and maybe embarrassing. But think about this for those who are parents, would you rather your child learns all about the precautions and dangers regarding sex from you? Or would you rather see your child infected with HIV one day just because no one talked to them about the dangers? For such matters, I believe a human touch and a heart to heart talk is better than some books or some strangers tell you what to do.

Also, with technology so widely available these days, one would expect these teenagers to know the dangers about sex and the consequences of it. It’s partly your own responsibility to know of the dangers before you go do it rather than regret it later.

That much said emphasis should not be placed on schools teaching sex ed now or for teachers to inculcate these messages. If so, schools might as well be teaching you how to fuck around as well.

Whirlwind

2006-08-30T10:13:00.000+08:00

I am at the point that i am sure all other bloggers been through at least once. Point i am talking about is having so many things to blog about yet when you sit down and decide to blog about it, you find them all mundane or you suddenly forgot what you want to blog about. Or there are just too many things to say and you lost interest already. Hence the lack in updates recently. Still am sure this is only temporary and i wont be closing this blog anytime soon.

Just met up with Vandalin last night. Like what someone said, he's really interesting and full of wacky ideas. The whole night i been wondering where this dude gets his ideas from and no surprise he's someone who can stimulate you intellectually and maybe something more to the ladies ;) Dude, thanks for those tips and lessons though it be better if we can have some time to talk alone the next time. Haha.

Meanwhile, life has been a tempo of hectic and relaxing. Am in the midst of enrolling into different universities and talking to the course facilitators about the course i will be taking. I am also trying to learn how to drive too. To those detractors out there, snigger all you want, i am gonna go through the course and get my licence at the end of it. :P

Just got a call 30 mins ago from someone requiring my freelance services. Its a two weeks assignment and it should be easy money, sometihng which i dont mind at this moment.

All in all, life is still good and regular blogging should be back soon.

God Knows.......

2006-08-22T23:00:00.000+08:00

When Mandy and I started this long distance relationship (LDR) of ours, there were skeptics that were saying we wouldn’t last. Even right now, a year later, there are still some who are saying it wont last. Seriously, I don’t blame these people because maintaining a LDR is challenging and difficult. However, I feel that it’s not impossible.

“Why do you want a LDR?” some will invariably ask. Well, if I had ditched her just because she chose to go work overseas, I will be letting both of us down. Besides, I feel that a long distance relationship is just like any other relationship. It involves two people who care about each other, loves each other and ultimately hopes to grow and spend their lives together.

However, herein ends the similarities. No doubt, a LDR has its challenges and difficulties as mentioned earlier. You wont be able to get physical with her. You wont be able to see her as often. The only way you can communicate is through inanimate objects or through electronic means. Even then that’s the only way you can communicate and you will be so thankful for these inventions.

So how did I survive this past year? Sometimes I do wonder and look back in amazement at how I managed to survive. The lack of sex, the lack of comfort and basically just the lack of her is enough to drive one crazy. Maybe my love for her is too deep or it’s just not in my nature to cheat. However, there was stuff that we talked about before she left and also stuff that we are doing now to maintain the LDR.

We talked about the distance apart and the lack of companionship and how our relationship would proceed from here. In a sense, both of us were prepare that this LDR might fail if we each come across someone better or more suitable for us. Well, this has not come true and we are still pretty much in love. We told each other what we want deep in our hearts and I guess somehow it felt better after trashing it out.

A major necessity in a LDR is trust. Without the trust and honesty, it won’t go far I guess. Trust while sounding simple is actually one of the easiest things to lose. After all being paranoid or just having the seed of doubt planted will only lead to insecurity and tensions. This is where the phone calls, emails and chants come in. We would update each other on the stuff that we did, people we are going to meet and how we spent our days. Besides, I guess it’s a way of bonding as well.

That much said, it was still a challenge to keep up the romance. There was no way we could get physical. She was also feeling the lack of romance and physical touch so the only way to keep the romance department up was through the mushy emails, faxes and occasional cards. I surprise her once in a while by sending love letters through snail mail even though there is email as I feel that its more personal. Of course, there were the teasing notes and mails about how I miss certain factors about her. ;)

Every three months when she’s back its sort of like a reunion for us. The lack of physical touch generates into wild sensual sex that fulfills both our needs and desires. This is also the chance for us to try out something new. A new position, a kind of role-play helps in keep the relationship close and loving.

That much said, all the above are just my general experiences. It might or might not work for others. However, I feel that with the right amount of effort and interests on both sides, a LDR can survive pretty much any obstacles that come into the path. It takes two to clap in the end. It boils down to the basics of why we fell in love and how we managed to stay loving before we were separated I guess.

In the end, only god knows how it's going to end.

Kawaita kokoro de kakenukeru
Gomen ne nani mo dekinakute
Itami wo wakachiau koto sae
Anata wa yurushitekurenai

I dash with a parched heart
Sorry, I couldn't do anything
You won't even let me
Share pain together with you

Muku ni ikiru tame furimukazu
Senaka mukete satteshimau
on the lonely rail

To live purely, I turn my back
Without looking back and leave
on the lonely rail

Watashi tsuiteiku yo
Donna tsurai sekai no yami no naka de sae
Kitto anata wa kagayaiteKoeru mirai no hate
Yowasa yue ni tamashii kowasarenu you ni
my way kasanaru yo
Ima futari ni God bless…

I'll follow
No matter how bitter, even within the darkness of the world
Surely, you're shining
The surpassing edge of the future
So that my soul won't be destroyed due to my weaknesses
my ways will overlap
Now, God bless us two…

Todokete atsuku naru omoi wa
Genjitsu tokashite samayou
Aitai kimochi ni riyuu wa nai
Anata e afuredasu Lovin' you

Thoughts that grow hot when delivered
Melt into reality and wander
There's no reason to feeling like seeing you
It overflows to you, Lovin' you

Semete utsukushii yume dake wo
Egakinagara oikake
you for your lonely heart

At the very least, while I only draw
A beautiful dream, I'll chase you
for your lonely heart

Yamete uso wa anata rashikunai yo
Me wo mite kore kara no koto wo hanasou
Watashi kakugoshiteru
Kurai mirai datte
Tsuyoku natte unemi kaerareru kamo ne
my wish kanaetai no ni
Subete wa God knows…

Stop it, telling lies isn't like you
Look at my eyes and let's talk about things from now on
I'm ready
Even in a dark future
I'll become strong and my destiny just might be changeable
Even though I want to fulfill my wish
God knows everything…

Anata ga ite watashi ga ite
Hoka no hito wa kieteshimatta
Awai yume no utsukushisa wo egakinagara
Kizuato nazoru

You exist, I exist
tAnd other people disappeared
While I draw the beauty of a faint dream
I trace my scars

Dakara watashi tsuiteiku yo
Donna tsurai sekai no yami no naka de sae
Kitto anata wa kagayaiteKoeru mirai no hate
Yowasa yue ni tamashii kowasarenu you ni
my way kasanaru yo
Ima futari ni God bless…

So I'll follow
No matter how bitter, even within the darkness of the world
Surely, you're shining
The surpassing edge of the future
So that my soul won't be destroyed due to my weaknesses
my ways will overlap
Now, God bless us two…

Silly Silly

2006-08-15T23:18:00.000+08:00

I did mention the incident below to a couple of friends already. However I felt that it’s worth a read to everyone though I am not sure if I will be able to capture the gist of it.

I was out for dinner with my friend T at Marina South last Saturday and was in the middle of barbecuing my meat when the first fireworks of the night exploded into the air. I didn’t know there was going to be fireworks being released that night. However, many others knew and I felt like a hillbilly then. Everyone rushed off their seats to get a better vantage and flashes started going off from their cameras, handphones and the likes. Everyone was marveling at the display and going on and on about how extravagant and cool the fireworks were.

Well, almost everyone. The only persons seated were the tourists, T and I. I asked T: “Eh, you not going to take a look?” T took a glance towards the sky and the fireworks and said: “Bro, the ones in “a friendly neighboring country” looks nicer. More colors and more patterns. You should go and see during the Lunar New Year if you can.” I took a glance too and damn, he’s right. All I saw were mono color fireworks with the only difference being the patterns. To add on, the Caucasian at the table next to me remarked: “Isn’t it just fireworks? Lights and sounds in the sky. What’s the big deal?”

Hearing his words, it struck home, what’s the big deal? As each fireworks imploded in the sky to louder bangs, the screams and cheers grew louder as well. It reached a crescendo when the biggest and last fireworks were shot into the sky and it began to dissipate. Then the crowd fell silent and everyone went back to their seats to continue eating.

I do admit it’s not commonplace to see fireworks everyday in Singapore and they are a beauty to behold though it’s only for a short while. However the behavior I saw was disturbing; the pushing and shoving to get a good spot, the kiasuism involved and just the plain silliness of it all.

No doubt you only get to see fireworks here once in a while, however is there a need to push and shove? Little wonder we are ranked low on the courtesy scale around the region. When I got there at 6pm for dinner, cars and people were already camping by the side of the roads. For your info, the fireworks only started at 9pm and lasted just 10 minutes. Is there a need to go so early and jam up all the roads just because you are kiasu?

The plain silliness of it all? Majority of those viewing the fireworks looked like they were awestruck and had never seen a firework in the whole of their lives before. The cheering was puzzling too, is there a need for it in the first place? I always thought the beauty of it all was to marvel in silence before the fireworks dissipate. I heard some commenting that the fireworks colors and designs were the best they had seen. I almost cringed when I heard that. If you have seen the fireworks in a certain neighboring country or the fireworks in Disneyland Anaheim before, you will know the beauty of it.

To quote the Caucasian “What’s the big deal?” Some might argue that to those ang-mohs, fireworks are common to them and they have a right to say this. You might also say that to us, it’s a form of entertainment and a time to relax and build cohesiveness.

This is a point that I don’t get. Are fireworks and parades the only things that we can look forward to yearly? Are they the only reason for us to relax and be cohesive as a nation? Are we so ignorant that we marvel at everything extravagant? Are we so hard up that hundreds of us have to reserve a place on the beach hours before the event starts?

Another incident that got me thinking was the watersprout incident on TV. Instead of running away from the beach, people actually stood there to marvel and to take pictures of it. I know a watersprout will dissipate once it hits land according to the experts, however isn’t it an instinct to run whenever you saw something like that? To think that the tsunami incident might have taught people about the dangers of the sea.

Some might feel that I am making mountains out of molehills; however, I feel that ours lives here are too sheltered and we lack exposure to things that are happening around the world. Also since young, we have been spoon-fed too much, always waiting for instructions. It’s no wonder that we need the government to tell us to procreate now, a pity that there’s no kiasuim involved here.

P.S To all well wishers, i am doing all right since Mandy's departure. Life still has to go on along with all the drudgery with it.

4 more months

2006-08-12T12:28:00.000+08:00

Whenever I was in pain
You’d hold me closely
And it was in the warmth of those arms
That I felt peace

Those eyes of yours
Full of yourself
Smiling back at me
That i will miss seeing

The empty spot beside me now
And the one in my heart
Will always be there
Awaiting your return

The morning kisses
The morning calls
The morning look on your face
That i will miss dearly

The past month was like a firework
A few sparkles later and its gone
Beautiful yet short lived
All these to return
Four months later......

Ignore the valiant attempt at writing the above poem. Have never been much of a poet yet i thought i would try.

Those close to me would know that Mandy has left this morning and will only be back during December. Thinking back the past month had been fun and really filled the void that i have been missing the months before. We experimented with stuff that we never thought of before. Explored places where we never went before. Basically, its like a month of exploration for the both of us.

Sadly, all good things have to come to an end. Though it was a month, it still felt too short to me. Nonetheless she has already left and i could take heart that i did everything i could to keep the flame burning and to treasure the time we had.

Also, i could take heart that we did have one last quickie in the airport toilet before she left. Not before her parents noticed her flushed face as she reappeared with me to checkin. Hehe.

Reloaded

2006-08-08T23:43:00.000+08:00

I feel like i am living in the Matrix and every few months, the whole process gets terminated and reloaded again. I will be alone again for the next couple of months pretty soon. As most of you might know by now, Mandy is heading back this weekend. Like i mentioned before, i seem to be caught in this unrelenting cycle every couple of months. Happiness and bliss for a while and then loneliness.

For me i have gotten used to it already, or so i thought. Then something will happen that serves to remind me how much it means for her to be around that I just throw my arms up in despair. I know she is going through the same cycle as me except that she doesn't say much about it and keeps everything within her; another one of the inner workings of the female anatomy that martians will never be able to grasp.

I guess this is reality and I will have to live with my choice for the next few years and hoping that things will work out.

On a lighter note, I went for a lunch buffet with her at Ritz-Carlton yesterday. Great place with an international buffet spread and good service. The toilets were bright and roomy too. A pity that there was no action. Haha. For those couples looking for a nice place to go to, its definitely a good choice though it could be a bit pricey for your wallet.

Am still considering whether to go view the fireworks show with her tomorrow. As a close friend commented: "Whats so nice about seeing people burning money and shooting them up into the air?" Mmm, not the exact words that someone said but close. I guess all the pyrotechnics has clouded the origins of it. Then there is also the crowd that we will have to contend with.

Which leaves me with a choice of staying home with her and enjoying a home cooked meal. This shall be followed by watching movies on her king sized bed and moving on to our own pyrotechnics later. Now, this seems more interesting.

K Fun

2006-08-05T19:24:00.000+08:00

It’s amazing how the thrill of being caught fucking in public can get to you. It just heightens your senses as you are doing it, resulting in a feeling out of this world when you have cummed. It leaves you wanting more too.

Frank and I went singing yesterday. It was his idea of doing something that we have never done before. So we got ourselves a room, proceeded to eat the lunch that was included in the package before singing some songs. We left the place a few hours later. It was great fun doing something you haven’t done before with the one you love.

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Got you there didn’t I? Bet you were expecting for something hot and raunchy after the first paragraph. Hehe.

Anyway, I knew that Frank was up to something when I caught the glimmer in his eyes suggesting that we go singing. I picked a light blue dress for the occasion with the usual lingerie except my undies.

So we were in the room having lunch, the air con was on at full blast and Frank was blasting away at some love song. Frank had dimmed the lights in the room and there was a romantic feel to it. The air con was making me feel cold, as the material for my dress wasn’t really thick. A whiled passed before Frank sensed that I was shivering a little, and came over to hug me. The hug felt so soft and warm. In that instant, I no longer felt cold. I returned the hug as his hug turned into a grope. I could feel his hands cupping my breasts through my dress. We frenched while he continued moving his hands down to my crotch. Slipping under my dress, he was surprised to hit gold. “Slut, you aren’t wearing any undies.” “You like it don’t you?” was my reply.

He was making me feel so good and my crotch had started tingling a little in anticipation of what was to come. His fingers were soon working on my slit and clit, just the right amount of pressure and right places to touch. His fingers were working their way in and out of my love canal, hitting the G spot every time. Meanwhile, my hand was over his crotch too, feeling his hardening cock. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard dick. I was now very wet and getting really turned on and his fingers were not going to help much. “Fuck me. I want it now.” I demanded. Yes, I put whatever authoritative tone I had into that sentence.

Frank decided to turn up the volume of the speakers to hide my moans and groans. Pretty soon, his hard cock was impaled in my pussy as I sat on him, rocking to and fro. I was riding him like a horse, and moving my butt, hips and body forward and back. Who needs Igallop when you can have a human version of it? Besides it makes you feel better too. As the song that was playing now was a fast tempo one, I decided to pace my grinding according to it. I could feel my love juices flowing down his cock as I rocked harder and faster. Frank was doing his best to raise his cock and thrusting it into my pussy.

The atmosphere and the risk of being caught ended everything quickly. My juices were flowing down his cock as the song ended. I grabbed a tissue and proceeded to clean up his dick and myself as best as I could. There was a strange smell in that small confined room after that and we wasted no time to get out of there later.

Thinking back, it was certainly a big risk to have a quickie in that room. The glass door and waiters walking along the corridor outside meant that the chances of getting caught were high. However, the thrill of doing it in somewhere so public can never be replicated at home or in a hotel and I really love the feeling of it. The orgasm that followed was also one that I haven’t had in months. Maybe we should do it in public more often…….

What If.......

2006-08-02T00:39:00.000+08:00

A meeting with some old friends tonight prompted me to write this entry. It’s a bit lengthy so bare with it.

I would take the MRT to school during my tertiary education. My best friend C would usually take the train with me as he lives in my area. On the way, we would talk about everything under the sun ranging from schoolwork to gals to ways to get more pocket money.

We would usually board the train at the second door of the first carriage at around the same time everyday. Nothing unusual here you might say, except that a few stations later, a female student will also board the train at the exact carriage and door. Lets call her A. As it was early morning, the seats were usually empty and A would usually take the seat opposite us.

Upon sitting down, A would usually take out her discman, put on her headphones and then read through her notes. This went on without fail for the next couple of years. Her routine would not differ much except for her catching forty winks at times. As my friend C would tell me later, the way A looks when she is taking a nap or reading just seems so cute. From the way C was describing her, I could tell that he was having a crush on her.

To further test my suspicion, I would ask C at odd times during the day what accessories A was wearing today or what book she was reading. C would answer correctly without fail. Now, when a guy takes such detailed notes of a girl, it means that he has feelings for her.

After a few weeks of taking the train together, A started to notice us, more so of C. The moment she stepped into the carriage, she would glance towards the seats we usually occupy and flashed us (or rather C) a smile. You could almost see her frowning whenever our usual seats were not occupied and we were somewhere else in the carriage and her smiling whenever she spotted C.

How did I know she was not interested in me? For one, C looks much better than me. A good example will be her flashing me a weak smile whenever C was not with me. As A gets off at an earlier stop, she would wave goodbye to C and C would return the gesture. When I was alone, she didn’t bother to wave. Sad right? Haha.

Anyway, this went on for the remainder of our tertiary education. At times when C did not see A board the train, he would ask me “Why did A not board the train today?” I usually replied: “Why don’t you ask her yourself the next time you see her?” C would just keep quiet for the rest of the journey.

To cut a long story short, after our graduation, we stopped taking the train. As such, C lost all contact (if there was any in the first place) with A. Yes, for those couple of years of friendly smiles and waves, both C and A did not even take the first step of getting to know each other. The only thing they knew about each other was their individual looks and the school they attended. What if they had taken the first step? Perhaps they could be giving themselves a chance to develop a relationship and maybe even further.

I have another friend. Lets call him N. N was on his way back from a trip to China. While on the plane, N was seated next to a Chinese girl P. P was on her way to further her education in Singapore like many other aspiring Chinese students. As P was a stranger to Singapore, she was poring over guides and other notes about our small little country. N was amused at what P was reading and decided to ask if P was going to tour Singapore.

Throughout the journey back to Singapore, N found out all about P’s intentions in coming to Singapore. N soothed all of P’s fears and answered all her queries as best as he could. At the end of the flight, both of them parted, thinking that each was just a passerby in each other’s lives.

One week later when N’s diploma course began, he was surprised to see P in his class. The two of them were like friends who had found each other all over again. People in the class were amused with their animosity when most had barely known each other.

Barely a month after P’s arrival in Singapore, her landlord sold her rented flat and absconded with her deposit and a month’s worth of rent. Besides P, a few other students were affected too. P’s first instinct was to call N. N went to help her report her case to the relevant authorities. Besides that, N even offered P a room in his house that was empty. N’s parents were not receptive to the idea of having a stranger in their house, much less a Chinese gal due to the stigma being attached to them.

However after much persuasion and P’s good nature, they welcomed P into their home like their daughter. Fast forward to now, N has already completed his degree and is going to marry P at the end of the year with his parents’ blessings.

And it all began because N took the first step of approaching P. If N had sat there in silence throughout the flight, I doubt that this ending would have been possible.

I believe that in life, it’s all about taking the first step. The first step that could lead to big things and it’s like buying the lottery to give yourself a chance. No doubt you might fail but what if you succeed? We always fear failing and in the end, nothing is done. I find that this is a problem with our society today. Success is being emphasized while failure is being ostracized. This has been instilled in us since the day we started learning. “Boy ah, must study hard so that you have a good future”. The moment you flunked your exams, you will be mocked and even be punished for it. If this is the case, then the saying “Failure is the mother of success” shouldn’t appear encouraging at all.

What if I had not taken the first step to know Mandy?

Silently

2006-07-28T23:40:00.000+08:00

Have you ever wondered, when you are with the person you love, you just can’t seem to love her as much as you would like. Yet when she is away, you pine for her and miss her like nothing in the world. This is what I am facing right now. I know that I love her and I am doing all I can to utilize the time I have with her yet the feeling of love is different compared to when she is away.

Perhaps I am taking things for granted now that she is back. I know that she will step into the house after a certain time and she will be beside me as I open my eyes. If she’s home before me, I know that she will be there waiting to greet me and I will get to hear her sweet voice. Despite everything, I know she will be leaving soon in 2 weeks. Sigh, this cycle just seem to be repeating itself every few months. It’s going to hurt more this time as it’s the longest time we have spent together in a year. She is making it worse too by keeping all the negative feelings in her. On the surface, it looks like she is nonchalant about leaving me again but knowing her; she is just suppressing her feelings so as not to make parting more difficult for me.

I might be thinking too much here but I have a feeling it showed how much I matter to her on her visit to the gyn earlier this week. As she was getting an IUD fitted, it involved the asking of some personal medical questions. She requested that I be in the office with her as her gyn fired off the questions. I was also in there with her as she was in the embarrassing position of getting the IUD fitted. If you are a lady, you should probably understand how embarrassing it is to lie there spread eagled.

Maybe it has come to a time when without speaking, we understood what each of us wanted and know how each of us will feel or perhaps it was there all along and I didn’t realize it. Our bond remains strong despite the almost non-existent relationship (I have only spent 73 day or roughly 2.5 months with her in the past year); it’s just that I don’t like the temporary parting that will be coming again. I guess the following song describes our apt feelings for each other now.

静静的

空气里躲着什么
有点浪漫的心动
我偷偷看你
你也偷偷看我
世界上多了什么
好像变得很不同
站在你身边
这一切都好宽阔

What is in the air
I sense something romantic
I sneak a glance at you
And you took a glance at me
There is something extra in this world
Everything seems to have changed
Standing at your side
All these seems so carefree

我还在等着你
静静的爱我
只要有你陪我
静静的就足够
你也在等着我
静静的温柔
就这样手牵手
静静的看着天空

I am still waiting for you
To love me silently
With you by my side
Even the silence is enough
You are waiting for me too
With your silent gentleness
Hand in hand
We glance towards the heavens in silence

心里面藏着什么
你只想要让我懂
原来我的梦
也就是你的梦
哦
纸条上写了什么
我好想要听你说
让字字句句
充满我们的笑容

What is deep within the heart
That you wish me to know
I realize that my dream
Is also yours
Whats written on that piece of paper
I wish to hear you say
Every word and sentence
To brighten our faces

我还在等着你
静静的爱我
只要有你陪我
静静的就足够
你也在等着我
静静的温柔
就这样手牵手
静静的看着天空

I am still waiting for you
To love me silently
With you by my side
Even the silence is enough
You are waiting for me too
With your silent gentleness
Hand in hand
We glance towards the heavens in silence

永远要记得那天彼此许下的承诺
瞬间点亮的火花
是我们的拥有

Remembering our promises
That instant lighting up our lives
Is all that we have

我还在等着你
静静的爱我
只要有你陪我
静静的就足够
你也在等着我
静静的温柔
就这样手牵手
静静的看着天空

I am still waiting for you
To love me silently
With you by my side
Even the silence is enough
You are waiting for me too
With your silent gentleness
Hand in hand
We glance towards the heavens in silence

静静的手牵手
是最简单的梦

Holding hands in silence
Is the most simple dream

Spa

2006-07-25T21:39:00.000+08:00

We went for a spa over the weekend. It was her treat and idea of doing something different for the weekend and i gamely agreed. So long as both of us can spend time together, it doesn't matter where we were. The spa is located somewhere near the city with a great view too.

The package Mandy booked involves a Coffee Body & Facial Scrub, a flower bath and a traditional Bali Massage. Pricing was slightly steeper than i expected but then again, we dont go for it every month. It was certainly an unique experience lying there and taking in the aroma of the coffee paste being applied on to your body. The smell of coffee just seems to perk you up and i could feel an effect as it was being rubbed onto my skin. It does feel strange to pay money to lie down somewhere covered in coffee paste just to relax. Still, she was receiving the same treatment and it felt good to have her next to me.

The flower bath was a bit too womanly for my liking. Imagine a tub full of orchids and other flowers and the smell of flowers in it. Too overpowering for my liking but then again, gals have the strangest idea of fun. Mandy was pratically gushing how cute and nice it felt to be in the tub. Flowers aside, it was romantic watching the view in front of us and sipping our drinks as we soaked in the tub.

I did enjoy the Bali massage the most. After all the rubbing and pounding for 30 mins, i woke up feeling refreshed and hot all over. The masseur said that was a sign of blood circulation after the massage and i really did feel good after that. Mandy agreed too though she felt that her masseur was a little rough on her but then its a massage, what do you expect?

Somehow after the spa, both of us felt recharged and energetic throughout the day and night (:P). I guess that in our hectic lifestyle, we dont really have the chance to slow things down for a while and really destress. Even when you are home, the only destress activities you can do are limited. It was certainly a unique and enjoyable experience and next time it will be my treat darling. Sigh, am already dreading the day when she will leave again.

Crossroads

2006-07-22T02:16:00.000+08:00

In life, we will definitely come across crossroads. Where the crossroads may lead, we do not know. Only time can tell. Some paths are rough and difficult to travel at first but smooth and easy near the end, some are smooth and easy at the start but rough and difficult at the end. No matter the path, we will have to make a choice.

Now that she’s back for a week, its time that some decisions were made. The most pressing decision was to decide where she is going to be for the next three years. For those who aren’t in the know, I have decided long ago to let her do what she wants for the next couple of years. After all, its her happiness we are talking about, even though there will be a big sacrifice on my part.

There were a few locations for her to choose from, namely India, Indonesia or the United Arab Emirates (UAE). Looking at them, India and UAE were obviously better choices career wise as their markets are just beginning to open up. If she does well there, the chances of her promotion will be higher. However, with the crisis in India now, their culture and the distance apart, both of us don’t feel good about it. The same can be same for the UAE. Thus she has decided to stay on in Indonesia as its closer to home, after all she has been there for a while now and is already used to the environment. Though there might not be much recognition by working there at least she feels happy there.

She will still come back once every few months over the next three years and I have already gotten used to it so it should not be a problem. However to not affect her work there, it means that we will need to use protection for our sexcapades from now on. I strongly discourage not using any form of contraception here. But believe it or not, we have been playing Russian roulette for the past two years and nothing has happened, still that does not mean that accidents wont happen. After going through the various forms of contraception on the market, we have decided on the use of an Intra Uterine Device (IUD).

I know that condoms are cheaper and more convenient but both of us hate the feeling of rubber. Neither do we feel good about the pill or morning after pill; somehow the thought of taking something foreign just doesn’t sit well with me even though I am not the one taking it. I know that something foreign in the body is not that good either but then it beats popping drugs. I shall accompany her to the gyn next week.

The last decision concerns me alone. I have decided to head back to studies and I have decided on the course. Problem now would be to look for universities with that course as I only found two universities offering it here.

Ah well, at least I have some direction now. Meanwhile, everyone enjoy your weekend.

P.S The Project Dream On 2006 event will be held at the DXO tomorrow evening at 1800 hours. I am told that there will be tickets sold at the door so do come down and support in the name of charity if you can.

Homecoming

2006-07-17T11:36:00.000+08:00

So there I was last Friday at the airport, waiting for her. Though I been through it many times, I still feel a tad excited to spot her face among the crowd and her making her way out. However, she took me by surprise this time. Before I could react, she leapt the small distance between us in her stilettos, crashed into my chest and started frenching me; in front of the other on lookers.

A guy in a business shirt and pants walked past us and continued staring. Mandy broke up the kiss, turned to that guy and said: “Hey, this is my hubby.” I was puzzled and that guy just looked at us with a weird look on his face and walked off. I was about to ask Mandy what it was all about when she just said she will explain later and off we went to look for a cab back.

In the cab, I tried to ask her about that guy and she would just giggle and say she will explain back home. Tried to pry her about it but she would only giggle like a schoolgirl and leaned on my shoulders. The way she was leaning on me means that she had half her bum up. Without thinking twice, I slipped my hand under her skirt and started to caress her butt, taking comfort that in this position, the taxi driver wouldn’t know what I was doing. I could make out that she was wearing stockings instead of pantyhose and she was wearing a thong. Mandy’s eyes were closed, enjoying my caressing in silence. Suddenly, she grabbed me on my wrist, and guided my hand to the valley in between her legs. She felt warm and hot there. Throughout the ride, my hands were caressing her bum and we chatted.

Back home, she greeted her parents and proceeded into her room, saying she needs to unpack a little and get ready for dinner. This was the perfect excuse for us to be alone in her room. Her jacket was already off when I went in. There she was in her white tube top, skirt and stockings, looking as beautiful as ever. I went behind her and grabbed her waist. Whispering into her ear “So what was all that nonsense at the airport about?” From her reflection in the body length mirror, I could see her grinning. “Come on” I coaxed her. “Well, that guy was sitting next to me on board the flight back. In short, he tried to pick me up despite me saying that I am already attached. I told him I am not interested and ignored him through the flight. While collecting our baggage, he tried to pass me his number. I turned him down flatly and came out. And what better way to turn him off than kissing you and introducing you as my hubby?” She was giggling again as she finished.

“Hubby eh? So when we getting married?” “I thought we already were?” She grinned mischievously again. “Well, you know what your hubby got to say about it?” Before she could react, I pushed her down to her bed and was busy slipping off her tube top. Her black lacy strapless bra was the next to hit the floor. The usual kissing, nibbling and sucking soon followed. As I was licking her down to her belly button, I lifted her skirt and got an eyeful of her black lacy thong. I touched it and the crotch was already soaking wet. “Hmm, you wear like this to work everyday?” I will wear it if you want was her cheeky reply.

I had some help getting the thong off her and soon she was just in her skirt and black stockings. I went down on her eagerly, taking in mouthfuls and licks of her bald pussy. Pretty soon, she was panting a little and was telling me to fuck her. I was already turned on by this time and had no trouble acceding to her request. Her bum and wet pussy presented a sight in the doggy style. The thigh high stockings added a touch of sensuality too. Before long, I was thrusting and fucking her in slow, deep strokes. The months apart made a difference to her pussy. It felt tighter and wetter than usual. Despite her natural wetness, I actually felt some obstruction going into her. Her pussy felt warm and tight. I actually felt her pussy walls pressing and squeezing the life out of my dick.

After a while, she was requesting that I go faster and deeper and within moments both of us cummed one after another. As we lay on the bed, exhausted after that electrifying session, the room was filled with the smell of our sex and it was intoxicating.

After dinner that night, we did it in the shower, before sleeping and once again in the middle of the night. Each time, it was more intense than ever. I miss the feeling of having sex with her. Here’s to one month of sex with Mandy.

Haha

2006-07-13T20:06:00.000+08:00

You just have to hand it to the Japanese for the innovative stuff they can come up with. Ranging from toys to food to TV shows to perverted stuff. Anyway, take the time out to load the clip below and chill out for a while. Afterall, life is already stressful as it is. Have a few laughs. Meanwhile, i have to prepare for Mandy's return tomorrow.

Boredom of it all

2006-07-12T13:57:00.000+08:00

As expected, i am BORED of my lifestyle now. Nothing can be more boring than staying home all day, reading, blogging, surfing, watching tv. The weekly trips to the pool and gym isn't doing much to break this monotonous lifestyle of mine.

Pretty much alone during the weekdays as everyone i know is either working, studying or busy with some aspect of their life. Am hard pressed to find even someone to go out for coffee with me.

Only high point now is the weekend outings with my kakis. Even that is starting to become a bore and a hole in my wallet. Reality hits you hard when you are no longer working but still spending as much. Maybe its time i find a part time job.

The return of Mandy for a month is one of mixed feelings. Am happy that shes coming back but then she will be at work while i will be stuck at home again. Still, the thought of spending time with her at night will be good.

Bleah, ignore this post if you want, probably just my testosterones acting up after 3 sexless months.

Weekend

2006-07-10T22:11:00.000+08:00

Ok, the dust has settled and Italy is the winner just as I had predicted. Was a good final between the two teams and France was much better than I expected. It was a pity that Zidane had to lose it towards the end. I admit it was sad to see him leave the field. Such an illustrious career had to end in such doldrums. Certainly does not do justice to him. Still, I can roughly understand why he did that stupid action. Despite France's best efforts, things were just not going their way. Also, it was such an intense final where things could have gone either side. He probably just snapped when the Italian player (Meterazzi) provoked him.

With a month of World Cup action gone, I guess its back to normal programming for most of us. No more late night ball action till Euro Cup 2008 (Other ball actions can still go on though *wink*). As I had blogged earlier, the sex rate in most countries had dipped the past month. This was reported in the papers. Contrary to expectations, the German sex industry didn't really get the boost that was expected. In fact lots of people were turned off by the huge amount of people that no one was in the mood for sex. Prostitutes were bemoaning the lack of customers in reality and I am sure they will be glad that the whole event is over.

I finally got my first 3G phone over the weekend, the Sony Ericsson K800i. Love the sleek design and 3.2 megapixel camera. Forgot to take a picture with my old phone and as SE users should know, it’s a hassle to change the SIM card.

Still, I took the following pictures below with the K800i while I was out for supper:

Cute decal on the bonnet. Now i wonder if that will scare off road bullies. Anyway, I have a feeling i might be coming down with flu. Feeling lethargic and having a sore throat. Do hope that i recover in time before M is back on friday.

P.S Do hope that more of you might be able to support Project Dream On in the post below.

Project Dream On 2006

2006-07-07T15:09:00.000+08:00

Dear all, am helping a friend of mine promote the event below. I hope that some of you will support the project as its for a good cause. Sure, there maybe other causes for you to support out there and i wont force you. Afterall i believe that kindness comes from the heart and not from coercion. Still spare the time to read through and support if you want to.

Hi all,

Currently I'm involved in a charity project by the name Dream On.

It's a fund raising project initiated by a group of youths. Let's not go into depth of how this whole idea comes about and our goals and aim for the project. Too lengthy and naggy. I'll just go straight to the point.

We're selling concert ticket at the rate of $15 per ticket to the public. You'll not only received the ticket itself but it comes along with a FREE CD recorded professionally in studios. The CD consists of songs that are composed, sang, and played by local bands. You will also see the bands during the concert too. The following are the details of the concert:-

Venue : DXO (beside esplanade, it's actually a pub)

Date: 22nd July 2006 (Saturday)

Time : 1800 - 2200 (you can stay on to drink after 2200 if you want to)

To me, paying $15 for both the concert ticket and CD was already worth while, but at the same time you'll be able to enter DXO with the ticket and skip the cover charges for entering a pub. Guess what? The $15 paid, 100 percent of the $15 goes to charity - "The Straits Time Pocket Money Fund", not a single cent goes to any of our pocket.

It's also a chance for you to gather some of your friends and support this event together, and take it as a chance for a class reunion or a batchmate reunion or a simple gathering with friends.

Even if you're not interested in this event, please do help forward to your friends as they might be interested but had never heard of this project. Your simple act of kindness is greatly appreciated by us and the people who'll benefit from it.

Thank you,

Weiliang

HP: 98170107

Website: www.youngntuc.org.sg/dreamon

Email: dream.on2006@gmail.com

The song playing in the background now is a sample song from the CD that you will be getting at the price of $15. The quality of the song here is not CD quality as i had to pare it down such that my bandwidth wouldn't be exceeded. As such, i hope that at least some of you will be interested in helping out "The Straits Time Pocket Money Fund". For those not in the know, this is a fund set up to help needy children who are too poor to afford stationery, uniforms, food etc in school. If you are interested now, you can call Mr Weiliang at 98170107 to order the tickets. Thank You for taking the time and have a nice weekend everyone.

Azzuri Vs Les Bleu Final

2006-07-06T14:16:00.000+08:00

Despite the fact that this World Cup is turning out into a Euro Cup, i am still hooked on it anyway. Despite the fact that most of us are bred on the English Premiership , Champions League matches we are still hooked to it. I guess its different when your favourite club players are in their national jerseys playing against their fellow club mates in different national jerseys.

Last night's match was nowhere near the Italy Vs Germany match. Was boring after the only goal in the game. Still, France are through like i predicted and i got my dream final of Italy Vs France. Problem now is, i dont know who to support. Haha.

I would like Italy to win for all their flair. Also Italy deserved it after beating Germany and rallying through the whole tournament despite the soccer scandal back home. Also, the last time that Italy won was 12 years ago, about time they win again.

But then for sentimental reasons, i would want France to win. One of the greatest players, Zidane came out of retirement to play in this World Cup and it would be a fitting end to this career. From a slow start in the tournament, France has managed to reach the finals and a win would erase the memories of 4 years ago.

Tough choice here, but i guess whoever wins or loses, they can be proud of the fact that they managed to reach the end out of 198 countries that tried.

Here's a funny pic that someone sent me:

Now, is that the reason why Rooney is not angry with Ronaldo any longer? Lol.

Gioco Bello

2006-07-05T14:17:00.000+08:00

Just as i predicted, Italy are through to the World Cup Finals. It was a match worth staying up for, lots of free flowing action and near misses. Just when i thought that Germany are gonna win via penalties, Italy scored. Before the realisation sinked in, they scored again. All these in the last minute of extra time.

What a cruel way to deny Germany a chance in the finals. But then i guess this is fate. Just when you thought you had it, its taken away from you at the last moment. Kudos to Germany though for their never say die attitude. Was an entertaining match none the less. Now if France wins tonight, it will be a good final, Azzuris vs Les Bleus. To think that i am getting to watch all these cos i am at home slacking. Haha.

Still, the thought of spending all day at home slacking is starting to bore me. Am falling into a routine of getting up at noon, surfing, blogging and watching TV. Then again, i didn't have the chance in the past so i guess i shall take it easy for now. With the free time i have now, i have been hitting the swimming pool and the gym. Guess this is the only good thing out of it. Shall have to plan my future life soon though.

Dear, am waiting for your return. I cant wait for it now.

Surreal

2006-07-03T22:38:00.000+08:00

I got up at the usual time this morning, washed up and ate breakfast. Was putting on my shirt when it struck me "What the fuck am I doing?” I totally forgot that I am now jobless. Yeah, last Friday was my last day in the company. Nothing memorable, I just left as usual. The last few days were spent lazing around in other departments and talking to some people that I will still keep in contact with for a few reasons. I will be having a dinner with ex-colleagues soon though, just no management people involved.

I went back to sleep till noon after that before going out for lunch. Came back and lazed through the whole hot, humid afternoon. It sure feels different when you are in an ice-cold office and unknowingly I wished that I were back there. Snapped myself out of that stupid thought before realizing that somehow, I do miss that place. Sigh, the irony of life.

Time passes so fast whenever I was on leave and now that I have all the time in the world to myself, I am lost. Somehow, things seemed so surreal now that the fact that I am jobless is still sinking in.

For the record, I am never one who can stick to routine. Things like waking up at a standard time and doing things at a standard time bores me easily. I hated the fixed schooling hours when I was young. Now, I hate the standard working hours. I just don’t like some stuff to be fixed. I don’t mind coming in late for work and leaving late.

Somehow, bounded by the constraints of life, I learnt to adapt albeit grudgingly. The thing is once you have adapted, it becomes your way of life for a while before you decide to break it. Your mind and body becomes controlled by that routine and unknowingly you become a slave to it. Just like what happened this morning, per habit, I went about my routine before realizing that there is no need for a routine now. Maybe it’s just me, but somehow I tend to think that most of the time, we ourselves don’t even know what we are doing but just go about doing it because we are compelled to.

Am going to take this whole month to go about doing some stuff that I always wanted to do but didn’t have the time to. After that I shall plan again. Going to take things easy for a while. My plans to visit Mandy in Jakarta are scrapped. She’s coming back earlier than expected. Air tickets cancellation fee aside, I am happy about it. One whole month of Mandy to myself. Hehe.

Sexuality in Astrology

2006-07-01T22:30:00.000+08:00

Someone sent the following to me via an email and i would like to share it with my readers. Pretty long post here. So bear with it, scroll to the bottom or just look for your sign.

CAPRICORN
22 December to 21 January

WOMEN: Don't need much foreplay - you go straight from zero to WOW in nothing flat! Not interested in exotic variation; only staying in power. Since you like to dominate, you like to be astride your man, set a rhythm, and please yourself. Once into a rhythm, lovemaking becomes a wild contest with orgasm as the prize and you can depend on getting here more than once. Also a scratcher and screamer.
Best sex mates: Taurus, Scorpio and Pisces.

MEN: Sex evokes the best he can offer. He is a planner and a schemer (that is schemer, not a screamer!). Prefers a woman who knows what he enjoys, and he expects her to be willing and ready whenever he wants her. Has the stamina of a marathon runner. Here is the man who will hold off until you are ready to scream!
Erogenous zone: a massage that starts at the lower back and gently strokes upward along the sides of his spine.

AQUARIUS
22 January to 21 February

WOMEN: A slow starter, you idealise love and encompass it with tenderness. Once aroused though, anything goes! Extremely imaginative and likes to try new things. There is nothing in any sex manual that you won't try. Belief that anything that increases the pleasure for your partner is worthwhile.
Best sex mates: Aries, Gemini, Libra, Sagittarius and Aquarius.
Favourite sex position: standing up, and in water.

MEN: Never treats a woman like a sex object and prefers a variety of foreplay before getting down to it. May have to be revved up, but once his engine is started, he is free and inventive with amazing persistence. He will always see you through to climax. A woman that knows what she wants will be very happy. He usually ensures an orgasm twice - once orally and once genitally.
Erogenous zones: gently touching the calves and ankles will get him going. Be careful though - a kinky Aquarium can be a sadist who doesn't like to be denied!

PISCES
22 February to 21 March

WOMEN: Always make the right moves, say the right things, and create the right ambience. You are sexually liberated and enjoy a wide range of eroticism. If his fantasies coincide with yours, the action can really get torrid! You seldom say no to anything your lover suggests! Favourite places: in a waterbed or hot tub.
Best sex mates: Cancer, Scorpio, Capricorn, and Pisces.

MEN: Takes the lead in lovemaking and impatient if he doesn't get a swift response. Indifferent to sexual restrictions, both moral and legal; prefers a partner with a tremendous sexual craving. Likes sex in a chair. He likes to be submissive. Becomes an addict to anything that will give pleasure and release.
Erogenous zones: massaging and caressing his feet.

ARIES
22 March to 21 April

WOMEN: Wildly sensual, passionate and adventurous. You'll have sex anywhere, you know what you want - intense and frequent sex, you have a need for complete control, but you're also in love with love. As a mate, you are ardent, loyal, sentimental, and earthly.
Biggest thrill:the tickle of a man's facial fuzz.

MEN: Sleeping with him is like playing croquet with live bombs you never know what is going to happen! Never expect him to wait for you to be ready - he will rip your clothes off if he is ready to go. Don't tease him or you'd better be ready to deliver. Fond of slave master games and he likes it rough. Aries men are also explorers, so be ready to go where no woman has gone before. His favourite position: a woman on her knees leaning forward.

TAURUS
22 April to 21 May

WOMEN: You expect your man to be kind and patient and make love to you by the book. Like to be pleased by sex, but don't look for unusual approaches. But you are a demanding lover and leave your partner breathless. You have a need for oral gratification, both giving and receiving.
Best sex mates: Cancer, Sagittarius, Scorpio, and Leo.
Most likely kink: sucking on your toes, one by one. You also like biting . . . hmmm!

MEN: He is the ideal lover - sensitive and understanding of his partner's feelings. He prefers it slow and easy; he won't be your guide to the exotic unknown, but that he does, he does beautifully. This is the guy to go for long and luxurious oral sex. Stamina? This man could wear down a glacier!
His erogenous zone: gently and slowly kiss and bite the back of his neck.

GEMINI
22 May to 21 June

WOMEN: Often the aggressor; you are never embarrassed by your behaviour because you never adhere to any standards except your own. Your main requirement: a lover who knows how to take his time. You are a one woman harem, but a partner should be aware that in a relationship, the Gemini woman is looking for a combination of the spiritual and the physical, the romantic and the practical. You want to talk to the guy after you tumble with him! Best sex mates: Leo, Scorpio, Aquarians, Libra, and Aries.
Favourite gadget: the vibrator.

MEN: He likes it with the lights on in front of a mirror. He can work any partner into the mood because he knows exactly how to evoke the right responses. Oral sex isn't his favourite pastime, but will take his time with the other preliminaries. Tends to be fast and furious, more concerned with satisfying himself than his partner, but he is more than adequate in areas of lovemaking that are often neglected by other men. He can tell a woman exactly what she wants to hear. His erogenous zone: move your lips and tongue lightly up his arm.

CANCER
22 June to 21 July

WOMEN: Will never make the first move, but you can be a marvelous lover for you are capable of intense sensuality. You will reciprocate passion with a fever that will stir his heart and stimulate him to his best performance. On your own time, you have a fondness for masturbation.
Your favourite position: lying prone while your man enters you from behind.
Best sex mates: Taurus, Leo, Virgo, Scorpio, and Pisces. You may become a slave to sexual pleasure!

MEN: His most surprising technique: intercourse with no hands. He has a need for constant encouragement and if gotten, he will be a delightful swain. Both patient and aggressive, he will often begin somewhere other than bad: likes being in command, and is a master at manual clitoral manipulation! You'll like the trip as it as much travelling to a place as it is arriving.

LEO
22 July to 22 August

WOMEN: Sleek, lascivious, enticing and lazy! Whatever Leo wants, Leo gets! Intensely responsive and there are bed partners who have scars to prove it. Your need to show off leads you to prefer the top where he can look up and admire the beauty of your body. Best sex mates: Libra, Scorpio, Sagittarius, and Aries.
Your sexual wardrobe: full of wispy cutout bras and panties!

MEN: Simply brushes aside rules and conventions. One important rule to remember about him: NEVER tease. His endurance is remarkable and he has a great appetite for making love. He likes women in the submissive position and oral sex is okay when he is on the receiving end. He likes a woman to show how much she is enjoying it.
His erogenous zone: his back is particularly vulnerable.
Best sex mates: Libra, Scorpio AND Aries.

VIRGO
23 August to 21 September

WOMEN: You have no illusions about sex and wish everyone would stop magnifying its importance. Prefer men who will wait for the relationship to develop to the point where sex is inevitable. You love mutual masturbation and enjoy a little punishment and your grace and modesty is a great turn on. You become an artist at pleasing your lover.
Favourite kink: can't truly enjoy it unless a third party is present.
Best sex mates: Gemini, Cancer and Aquarius.

MEN: Too shy to make an overture, but when the moment arrives, you had better be prepared for him to bring his pyjamas, shaving equipment, and toothbrush. He likes to talk about how you like it and having talked about it, he will key in on the right erotic response. Don't expect imagination, but he is a hard worker and is open to suggestion.
His secret life: can be obsessed with pornography.
Erogenous zones: his buttocks.

LIBRA
22 September to 21 October

WOMEN: Drama is the key word - you set the stage for sex. Intensely feminine and an instinctive exhibitionist. You feel your body was made to be seen and admired. Feel that seduction is an art, not an assault. When approached the right way, you find it easy to say yes to almost anything. Unusual control of vaginal muscles.
Best sex mates: Aries, Gemini, Leo, Scorpio, Sagittarius, and Aquarius. Like any position where your buttocks are exposed.

MEN: Looks for the whole experience, not just a tumble between the sheets. Has a definite kinky side, a voyeur and fond of the 'menage a trois'. He has the patience needed to satisfy. He like women who dress well and have long hair. If a woman's clothes look as though they are easily removed, he finds her hard to ignore.
Erogenous zone: back and buttocks, especially the feel of erect nipples against either of them! Best sex mates: Gemini, Leo, Scorpio.

SCORPIO
22 October to 21 November

WOMEN: Inquisitive, searching and experimental. Knows that eroticism consists of more than the physical act of lovemaking. While looking like a perfect lady in public, you dress and act like a whore in the bedroom. Control of the orgasm is very important and will try anything to help your man maintain his potency. You never take no for an answer and when interested in someone, you will pursue him with determination and guile.
Best sex mates: Gemini, Cancer, Scorpio and Pisces.
Props you love: scented body oils, flavoured lubricating gels, and vibrators.

MEN: A lustful, sexy animal. Enjoys biting and sucking and is a master of oral sex. Inflicting pain turns him on so he may pinch at nipples or the inside of thighs. Likes it in water, but his kink is that the prefers wooden tables and hard floors to satin and silk.
His erogenous zone: his genitalia.
Best sex mates: Gemini, Cancer, Scorpio and Pisces.

SAGITTARIUS
22 November to 21 December

WOMEN: You like the outdoors - freaking out if you are in a tent, camper, or on the beach. You enjoy sex, but you don't like to prolong the preliminaries and want to start the main show as soon as possible. Like to tease your partner to the point of losing control. You don't mind if your partner comes too quickly + you are a generous and accepting lover.
Best sex mates: Leo, Libra, and Aquarius. Your sexual wardrobe will consist of accessories: gloves and shoes!

MEN: Sex is rarely an intense experience with him - he often comes too quickly, but he'll be the first to try a new position. He is the master of erotic massage - both oral and manual. His tongue can be a wicked instrument and when combined with his lips, creates an explosive effect! Erogenous zones: hips and thighs. And he likes to look at a woman's calves and thighs, and likes to have sex with a woman in stockings.
Best sex mates: Leo, Libra, and Aquarius
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Personally, i find the comments about Scorpio guys half baked. I may be a lustful sexy animal but i dont like making love to Mandy on hard surfaces. I rather have a soft bed with silk and satin sheets anytime. Also i guess i do have a little Saggitarius sign in me as i like to have sex with a gal in hosiery.

Mandy's Virgo sign is only partly correct here. The part about pleasing her lover. I guess its better to read this and take it with a pinch of salt. Still, i would like to know how true or untrue this whole post is.

Sexual Expectations

2006-06-27T23:16:00.000+08:00

Being humans and full of feelings and thoughts, we will no doubt have expectations too. To me expectations are the benefits you hope to gain. It can be a goal or just a wishful thought. It also interesting how sexual expectations differs in males and females.

While women tend to give priority to the romantic and bonding aspects of the love relationship and to deny the sexual and genital aspects, men learn to develop a preference for the latter and to repress the bonding aspect. This sentence could hold its weight a decade ago, now I am not so sure.

The drawback about our evolving society is such that, the line dividing the genders is almost non-existent now. Men might still dominate in some areas but the ladies are proving that they have what it takes to replace men at the top in the near future. In fact, this process is ongoing now. More and more females are climbing up the corporate ladder and kudos to those that are better than some of the men in their field. Men who refused to accept this fact had better start changing their mindsets too for its not only happening at work, it’s going on in the bedroom too.

Romance and bonding might still matter to a lady, however I am sure the current lady in this age will also place other factors in the equation too. Factors like stability, thrill, fun etc. The denying of sexual and genital aspects can be rubbished too. Ladies these days can look for the guys they want and hit on them without batting an eyelid.

For guys, their expectations are changing too, albeit at a slower rate. We still want our sex no doubt. However its not all about sex now. We do want to bond and be romantic. It’s just that we have been stereotyped due to years of male chauvinism and bad press. The new labels like metro sexual and SNAG shows that we are indeed changing. Some might say that some of the new age guys are letting out the call of feminism in them.

However despite all these changes in both sexes, some things still remain the same:

The different learning experiences of men and women frequently produce misunderstandings and differences in desire in a couple. On the one hand, the fact that only one aspect of sexuality is accepted at the expense of the other leads to sexual experiences that can only be partially fulfilling for women and for men. On the other hand, because the aspect privileged by one of the partners is one denied by the other, men and women come to have a different understanding of sexuality and consequently develop different expectations.

This occurs when one party tries to convince the other that his/her way of sexual expression is better. As each partner has learned to deny the aspect of sexuality privileged by the other, it becomes very difficult for the partners to respond to each other's requests.
An example would be a favorite sexual position. One partner might not like it while the other might enjoy it.

I feel that the important thing to realize here are that both parties must be comfortable with each other’s sexual expectations. Instead of clashing, their way of experiencing sexuality must be complimentary to each other. Integration of each other’s approach should be the right expectation instead. Even then, this form of recognition is only the first step in a long road ahead in ensuring that a couple’s sexuality becomes a source of pleasure and fulfillment.

Yesterday & Today

2006-06-19T17:09:00.000+08:00

Awoke to the sound of thunder and raindrops pelting on my window this morning. Was on leave for today and with my family abroad on a holiday, it meant getting breakfast myself. The contents in the fridge didn’t offer much and I dragged myself out to buy breakfast.

Shuffling along in my flip-flops, I scoured the market center for something. Couldn’t find something that I liked and decided to just walk around. It’s always the case when you have been living here for the past 20 years. You were bound to have tried almost every stall in the market till you got sick of it.

I was contemplating going back home to sleep the morning off when I arrived at the traffic junction. It’s a normal junction that you see everywhere, with the usual road markings and traffic lights. However, this was a junction I have not crossed in the last 6 years. Beyond the junction stand the old housing flats in my estate. My grandma happens to live in one of the old non-descript blocks. I never had the chance to be back there since my secondary school days. Lunar New Year gatherings were spent at my place instead with grandma coming over.

As if on cue, just as I was standing in front of the junction reminiscing, the green man came on. Somewhere in my head, I thought I heard a voice asking me to cross. Instinctively, I felt my legs move and before I knew it, I was on the other side of the junction. It was a feeling of déjà vu as I stood on the other side of the junction. It was a sense of insecurity for having left my usual roaming area. Yet, there was a sense of familiarity too.

Without knowing why, I just kept walking at a general direction. The almost non-existent drizzle licking the top of my head. I stopped after a while, before me, a spanking new underused street soccer enclosure, complete with high fencing and the whatnot. I could still remember back when the soccer court was a basketball court. I had spent countless times on the basketball courts shooting baskets after baskets in preparation for any tournament I was in. Yes, I was in my secondary school basketball team. The sounds of the ball hitting the board and the rim were still in my head. So was the fun and camaraderie of playing together with unknown neighborhood kids. You could be all alone playing by yourself when a few kids would come along and asked if they could join you and before you knew it, there were two teams on the court. It didn’t matter that you don’t even know them in the first place. It was all part of the spirit of living in that area, a spirit that is lacking in these days. Heck, half of us don’t even know our neighbors well, much less the neighborhood.

Walking along the path, I soon came to a new school building. Taking a closer look, I realized that it was my old primary school, renovated. What was once a simple 4-storey building of education, it was now a high tech building with air-con classrooms and other facilities that were non-existent during my time. What a difference 6 years made.

Trekking around the path I had walked down countless of times during those days, I came to the big drain, or rather where the drain used to be. It had now being covered up and a pavement was above it. I had fond memories of that drain. Despite the warnings and dangers, a group of us used to go by the drain weekly to catch fishes and tadpoles. The thrill was in balancing ourselves precariously by the side of the drain and bending down and scooping up any fishes or tadpoles that you see.

My heart was growing heavier as I hardly recognized any of the new buildings or changes in the area now. The playgrounds and soccer field where I used to play are now gone. Replaced by the cold hard concrete of parking lots. No more laughter of children or sounds of fun could be heard. I still remembered getting myself all muddy whenever it rained during soccer games and getting a hell of a thrashing when I returned home. The kids in the area now wont get the chance now.

The sight of a Mama Shop in the next block perked me up. Moving forward, I almost leapt in joy. Here was something that was around in my days and still standing now. The Indian man manning the shop was different though. Upon enquiry, I found out that he was the son of the previous owner. The old Indian uncle had passed away a few years back and the son had taken over the business. There used to be 3 of them vying for business, each one of them offering similar items for sale albeit at different prices. Part of the fun then was running to and fro the 3 shops comparing the prices for Dragonball cards (Yeah, I still have them), Tikum Tikum, snacks and toys. My friends and I would inform each other on the locations and prices of certain cards. Sadly, only this shop remained now and the items for sale are limited now.

Finding an empty bench nearby, I took a seat and began pondering. The buildings and surroundings have really changed a lot in the past 6 years. Life changes all the time and that’s what keep it interesting. However, I believe that nothing changes faster than our thoughts and feelings. One moment, you could be in love with someone and the next, the two of you could be arguing. It takes just one stupid act to undo the hours of love and care you may have showered on your loved ones. Take Mandy and myself as an example.

I used to think that for our current situation and relationship to improve, extraordinary changes, if not a miracle, have to take place. And human nature being what it is, most of us who have relationship troubles think these changes need to be made by our other, not ourselves. But we often don't realize that we have no control over our partner's behavior. As a result, we develop a sense of hopelessness and helplessness about the relationship. If only he or she would change, everything would be fine--or so we think. The breakthrough comes when we realize that by making even small changes in ourselves, we can effect big, positive changes that make us more optimistic and open to our partners.

The crux lies in making the right subtle changes. Just like the buildings and facilities in my estate are no longer what it feels like, the point here is to make small changes to yourself without changing what you used to be. After all, it’s who you are that made her love you in the first place, not who you want to be.

Somehow in the past few weeks and conversations with Mandy, I could feel that this time I knew what I really wanted with her, what she wanted from me and what she really wanted in the end. No doubt, things might not be the same compared to when we were starting out but if the change is for the better, why not? I shall let time tell now and in the event that things doesn’t work out in the end, I will be happy to know that I did have a good time and memories with her, akin to my childhood days in that estate. Like they say, its not the journey that is important, it’s the way points in between that matters.

Gathering my thoughts, I decided to make my way back across the traffic junction. It felt like I had only been back in that area yesterday, but somehow I felt that today will be better.

Goals Galore

2006-06-17T14:53:00.000+08:00

Been a hectic one week since the World Cup started and i have been catching almost all the matches except those at 3am. Most have been boring so far except for a few. Still, its one more week till the group stage ends and the real fun starts. Its definitely taking a toll on my body as i have been going to work sleepy and irritated. Thank god for Red bull and Pokka Coffee that i have been able to stay awake till nap time during lunch.

As for work, i have decided not to stay for an extra month despite the perks. Cant wait for the next two weeks to be over and i will be free of the horrids of that office.

Been thinking about going to Jakarta to spend a week or so with Mandy before i decide about my future. Yeah, things are much clearer to me now, roughly know what i want to do and how to go about doing it. With the free time i am going to have in the next two months, its time to put plans into action and catch up with some stuff.

Anyway, was out with Skye last night. Had a quick dinner before popping over to a watering hole to catch Argentina Vs S & M (sounds kinky, lol). It was a good match with three goals in each half. Argentina were simply superb with their passes and their goals. Even better than Brazil i say. I hope they can keep it up. I had more fun than usual watching soccer with a gal. Skye definitely knows her balls well :P. Great company last night gal, a pity it had to end early. Another match some other day?

World Cup 2006

2006-06-11T19:15:00.000+08:00

I know its a little late for be to start blogging about the World Cup fever but the next time i do so might be 4 years later.

Didnt really catch the opening match on Friday night because of a dinner date with Jess and Wolf. Thanks dude and gal for taking my mind off things for an evening. Enjoyed the time with both of you. We should meet up more often. Haha.

Anyway, i managed to catch the second half of the match at home and all i can say is, it was a good opening match. Lots of goals and action and Costa Rica managed to pull off a few surprises too by scoring 2 goals. Sadly, the same cant be said for the England vs Paraguay match. That one was boring despite the fact that England started fast and furious. Sweden Vs T&T was boring too although T&T surprised me by holding out the Swedes.

Got to thank the old trusty portable TV antenna that allowed me to watch the indonesian channel. Yeah, i dont have a fast connection to watch web tv nor do i want to pay Starhub just to watch it, the next best choice is to watch it for free on our neighbouring country channel.

Also, i guess i am lucky that Mandy is not around to nag at me for watching soccer and neglecting her. Even if she is around, i am sure i can find a way to get her to watch it with me. Baby, i know you are sick over there. Hope you get well soon. Who knows, we might be watching the finals together. *wink*

Other guy friends i know are not so lucky. Some have been banned from watching matches at certain timeslots and some have to promise their girlfriends shopping sprees after the world cup for the neglect. I know of someone who is planning to book an overseas trip for his girlfriend during the final week of the World Cup. All so he can watch the match in peace with his friends with no nagging girlfriend.

Some interesting sex facts about the World Cup:

This year, authorities in Germany are expecting thousands of sex workers from neighbouring East Europe countries to flood the german cities. To counter this problem, the authorities are moving all sex workers into designated sex houses. Yeah, some of them are even 3 stories tall. Whole building built just for sex and more sex. Free condoms will also be given out during matches and there is even a guide on how to behave with prostitues. The messages would include: be polite and respectful towards prostitutes; maintain a high standard of personal hygiene; always use a condom and be clear about what you want. Be clear about what you want? I thought this was obvious? Haha.

We all know that too much sex is bad for the liver and body. However this doesnt seem to be the case for the Brazil team. While other teams are advocating restraint from sex, the Brazilian team is in fact being encouraged to have sex and players are allowed to bring their spouses and girlfriends along with them. Reason being is, sex helps them to relax and is a better form of relaxation compared to smoking or drinking. Now, i wonder if this is the reason they lost in France 4 years ago? And if they do win this year, this should be a clear message that sex is indeed good for health. If they lose? All i can say is, it must not be a sextifying experience then.

Based on past statistics, the month that the World Cup takes place is also the month when people has the least number of sex. This means that the birth rate 9 months later will be way below the national average. In countries like Singapore that is already struggling with low birth rates, this must not be good news for the government. Luckily, World Cup is not banned here and we can still get to watch it.

To all the punters, good luck on your bets during this world cup. To the girlfriends, wifes, FBs, just hold out for 1 month and maybe you gals can think of some way to blackmail your guys. Haha. To the guys, its an event that happens only every 4 years, other things can wait, but not soccer.

Note to self: Got to find a way to stay awake in office or find a way to sleep in office for the next few weeks.

Hypocrisy

2006-06-06T22:23:00.000+08:00

So far, 06/06/06 has passed by without any apocalypse happening. Still there's 2 more hours to go before the day is over and maybe something will happen eh?

The only weird thing (not weird after I found out) that happened yesterday and today was, all my bosses were EXTRA nice to me. It left me wondering as I came back to work this week after spending the whole of last week on medical leave. In case you readers are wondering, I went to extract the wisdom teeth on my right side. When I returned, Dept Boss was asking: "Are you ok? Better take care. Anything pain, go see the company doctor." Some might say Dept Boss was just showing normal care and concern. Problem is, there are people who were involved in an accident before and Dept Boss didn’t even bat an eyelid then.

Biggest shock came from Supervisor: "Frank, just finish whatever that's left over and take the afternoon off." In all my time there, Supervisor has been a slave driver and has only given me a TOTAL of 2 days off. These two bombshells came within 30 minutes of me stepping into the office.

Section Boss (SB) asked me out for morning coffee after that. Over coffee, I knew the motive behind the niceness finally. SB asked if I be willing to stay on for an extra month after my contract ends in August. Basic Pay will be the same as what I am getting now, however Dept Boss was willing to pay me extra out of her pocket. Reason being was, they couldn't find anyone to replace me yet and I only got 18 more working days left. The number of days just isn’t enough to fully train the new guy. So they were hoping for me to stay for 1 more month to teach someone that's going to come in soon and this time she promised this guy would stay for good. Prior to this, I have trained 3 different guys for 1 week each and all of them left me after that due to management decisions.

Now, this is interesting. All along, colleagues have been saying that I am the most resourceful and hardworking among all of them and that my section would be in deep shit without me. I never gave much thought to that, as I just believed in getting my work done within the timeframe. Nothing special to make others take note of me. And now, I have this proposition. I felt flattered and amused at the same time.

Flattered because it seems that they have realized I am indispensable to them. Amused at their hypocritical acts to entice me to stay there longer. So that’s why everyone has been so nice to me the moment I came in. With the exception of SB who has been the only one who's really nice, the rest are just fakers. What disgust me further are the candies they are offering to lure me. Fuck lah, want me to stay just come to the point, I am not a kid who will take your offer because of your candies ok?

Worst, Dept Boss cant ask me herself but arrowed my poor SB to speak to me instead. Talk about sincerity. Get your act together. This lousy acting won’t even win you the Star Search Award. To further justify their act, the rest of my morning yesterday was surprisingly relaxed. Those funny stuff and trash jobs that used to be given to me were suddenly taken out of my hands.

The last nail in the coffin came when I spoke to my sources. It seems that the past week when I was not around, things were in a mess. I am usually the one who does Dept Boss slide presentations and stuff when she goes for meetings. Yes, she's partly IT illiterate and freaks out whenever IT stuff goes out of control. Seems like she screwed up on her presentation last week due to some ill advice given by my other colleague. Now Dept Boss loves her face value a lot and I guess she must be embarrassed at the boo-boo.

Also, my other section colleague apparently covered work that was supposed to be done by me. Apparently, he screwed up too and they wasted two days fixing it. Events that I had planned for that week messed up too. Now, I had settled everything before I left for my operation, however things always happen when you are not around. Seems like shit happened and no one except me had the experience on how to handle it. Well, they could have called me but no one did and the section takes the blame again.

I guess what Skye said in this post is true. Human relations are based on benefits. We try to know each other better because there is something in it for us. In this case, as long as it benefits my department, they will do anything to keep me for a while more. I feel pretty sad that things have to come to such an extent. I would feel better if they just told me that they need me badly and whether I could stay and help out a little longer compared to the little acts they put up. The same niceties continued again today though not as bad as yesterday. I think this will probably continue till I give an answer to my SB, then all the shit will start again. Since they are playing along, I shall do so too. I will take 1 week to "think" about my decision. However, this time around I know what I want.

You fakers can all just FUCK off and Die.

P.S I don’t usually rant about work but this time I just have to blog about this ugly human nature in my office.

Choice

2006-06-04T12:29:00.000+08:00

Mandy and I had a long talk over the phone the other day. Her current stint in Jakarta will be coming to an end soon in September. However, she could be posted there permanently or to another country. She has the choice to accept or reject. Knowing her, Mandy has probably made up her mind about her decision. Still, she did ask me about my thoughts and feelings about it. Suddenly a sense of deja vu enveloped me again.

I had expected this moment when she left about 9 months ago. The chance of her wanting to advance her career was always looming on the horizon. Back when i started dating her and living with her, she has always been the epitome of a career woman. Working at home and through the night, Mandy was always pushing herself to prove her worth. Still, she does have her soft, sexy side, which i can testify to. It’s just that sometimes, the power side of her tends to take over and I always got to tell her to slow down a little and breathe.

Part of me can understand why she feels the need to strive so hard. She’s not getting younger and it would be a waste of her Masters Degree to slog it out in a junior position. Also, she did mention to me she hopes to be financially stable in future so that life wouldn't be so tough for us.

This is where i start to lose myself. I know that the more i let her go, the more she will return to me in the end. These 9 months apart has no doubt been trying but fruitful too. Our relationship did deepen and we have become more understanding of each other, however the thought of having her just emotionally doesn't do much to help me.

The thought of knowing she’s your girl but you cant love or pamper her as best as you can just irks me. Deduct her presence from a lonely room and bed and things just gets worst at times. The telephone, emails only serve to remind me that she’s there but there's only so much I can do. My friends and other social life can only distract me for a few hours at most because at the end of the day when I am home, I still think of her.

However, if I keep her beside me, it will be selfish of me and very unfair to her. And I do want her to be happy but at my own expense? I guess this is another facet of love that I still haven’t fully grasped yet.

In the end, i told her how i really felt about her being away and leaving me alone and yet i do want her to put her career first. However deep inside, I begin to ask myself, what do I want out of this? Maybe the answer is deep within me and closer than I think and I just cant see it now.

Two down, Many more to come ?

2006-05-29T21:25:00.000+08:00

Found my coat and grabbed my hat

Made the bus in sceonds flat

Found my way upstairs and had a smoke

Somebody spoke and i went into a dream

~The Beatles

We're lovers. We can't stop loving each other.

~Marguerite Duras

Time really flies and waits for no one. In the blink of an eye, this relationship between me and Mandy will turn two tomorrow, 30th May 2006.

Thinking back, it still seems like a dream the day i saw her two years ago. The full details can be found here. I still cant believe we got started and how things are still going today. Despite all the setbacks, i believe our relationship has only grown stronger. Still, there are some problems that i hope to iron out with her. For now, i am gonna enjoy what i have. I was thinking of getting her some flowers for tomorrow. Her favourite tulips and lilies. Problem is, flowers seem so impractical. In the end, i got her a nice crystal rose brooch.

The thought of being with someone else did cross my mind at times. There were chances that i let slip and now i cant find anyone. I don't regret it u guess. Like what those close to me said, i will never cheat even if i am given the chance. Guess i am fated to live a sad boring life then. Well, nothing much i can say, i chose this path and i shall live it. Still you never know what will happen when something comes along. Que Sera Sera.......

Life is short and we should all enjoy. For tomorrow, i guess i am just gonna call her and check on her. Evening is already reserved for a steamboat buffet with friends. I shall live you readers with this song:

First Love

by Hikaru Utada

Saigo no kisu wa tabako no flavor ga shita

Nigakute setsunai kaori

Ashita no imagoro ni wa

Anata wa doko ni irundarou

Dare wo omotterundarou

You are always gonna be my love

Itsuka darekato mata koi ni ochitemo

I'll remember to love you taught me how

You are always gonna be the one

Ima wa mada kanashii love song

Atarashi uta utaeru made

Tachidomaru jikan ga

Ugoki dasouto shiteru

Wasureta kunai kotobakari

Ashita no imagoro niwa

Watashi wa kitto naiteru

Anatawo omotterundarou

You will always be inside my heart

Itsumo anata dake no basho ga aru kara

I hope that I have a place in your heart too

Now and forever you are still the one

Ima wa mada kanashii love song

Atarashii uta utaeru made

You are always gonna be my love

Itsuka darekato mata koi ni ochitemo

I'll remember to love you taught me how

You are always gonna be the one

Mada kanashii love song

Now and forever

Kiss Kiss Again

2006-05-26T22:45:00.000+08:00

Well, found that my previous post on kisses were just the basics. Didnt really go much into the details of the various types of kisses there are. Contrary to what she said, Jess has provided a much detailed guide on the art of kissing on her blog here.

Below are some of the excerpts she wrote with a few of my variations thrown in. As mentioned before, take caution even when you are kissing. I bear no responsibilities if any of you get injured trying out the methods below. Enjoy the weekend and practise your kissing with the following:

The Feathery Kisses

Jess: Instead of going a full blown French from the start, start with light feathery kisses. Those there-and-yet-not-there kinda kiss, very light kisses on the lips. This is a hard technique to master and once you get it, you can really score, coz it applies to other parts of the er... wherever you want :p

SI: Another way to do this is to just wet your lips slightly and brush past her lips. The sensation will tickle her lips and after a few brushes, peck that area lightly and move on and continue. Remember its a feathery kiss, not suppose to feel anything at all. To do this easily, think of how a feather feels brushing against your lips.

The Electrifying Kiss

Jess: I read this in a magazine eons ago, I think it works better in cold countries, but it's worth a try. If you're in a cold room with carpet, try rubbing your feet against the carpet (you must be wearing shoes or socks) to build up some static, the kiss the person. The static will jump from your lips to his and create an electrifying effect. So far I have not managed to get it to work though.

SI: Never tried this before, but with the humidity here, its not easy to build up static even if its in a aircon room.

The Take-My-Breathe-Away Kiss

Jess: Not for newbies, this is one of the more advanced techniques as mentioned by SI. When kissing, gently suck the breathe out of your partner and then break the kiss. Remember how breathless you are after your first amazing kiss? This method is supposed to create the same effect, but it's not easily achieved.D likes to do this, sucking my breathe away then breaking the kiss. I think it's very important to break the kiss so that your partner can catch their breathe and get ready for some more :p Oh staring soulfully into their eyes after breaking the kiss works too :)

SI: Well, you could do this the hard way too. Suck her breathe out gently and then suck it out hard. Take her breath away by surprise but watch out, she needs to breathe too. Key here is to hold her breath till she is 70% near her limit and release. I like to release with my lips still connecting to her with space at the sides for breathing, or breathe through your nose. Then as soon as both are recovered, continue the mad sucking. Note that this method can lead on to further things and its best to do so in the bed room. *wink*

The Candy Kiss

Jess: Basically passing a candy between kisses, sweetens the whole process. Works with ice-cream too!

SI: My variation here is to use chocolate or grapes. Put a piece of chocolate or a grape into your mouth and slowly lock lips with her. Using your tongue, position your food in the area where your lips are locked and slowly bite down on it. Nothing like an intimate way of sharing food. :P

The Slow-Neck-Massage Kiss

Jess: My fav kinda kiss which only A knew how to do properly. When kissing, he would position his hands behind my ears then run his thumbs behind my ears all the way to the back of my neck. It's a very comfortable massage on its own, but when taken together with a soft gentle kiss, it's just sensual.

SI: Another way is to massage her neck and then slowly kiss and french the area you just massaged.

The Spiderman Kiss aka the upside-down kiss

Jess: I haven been in a situation where I can get this kinda kiss, but it seems fun :) Anyone with experience?

SI: As mentioned by wolf, just kiss your lover from the top while he/she is lying down.

The Goodbye Kiss

Jess: Whenever D sends me home, we would spend at least 5 minutes standing by my door kissing. The kisses are always slow and gentle, with a touch of sadness coz we are not going to see each other for the next few hours.After the kisses, I would close my gate and wave him goodbye. But before he goes, he would always turn back and we would kiss through the gate. It's fun trying to see just how long we could kiss with the gate in between us, and the feeling is just so sweet, that he cannot bear to leave me and wants to kiss me even though the gate is closed.

SI: This is a good way to express how much you are going to miss her. When frenching, let go slowly by sucking on her lower lip. Suck that its firm but not hurting, showing how much you are not willing to let go. Then either let her end it or you end it subtly by letting go softly. Just when she thought its over, rush to french her again and this time, have a little tonguing action before letting go.

On your toes kiss

This requires one party to be taller than the other. It works for ladies if you tower over your guy when you are wearing heels. Either that or just stand somewhere higher than your lover but not too high. Stand a distance away from your lover and lean towards her. Put your upper body weight on her and just french away. The pressure of the body weight on your chest makes the kiss all the more harder but enjoyable. Guys will enjoy this method more because your gal's chest will be pressing against yours if done correctly. *wink* Just take care not to tumble over due to her pressure. Lol.

In your arms kiss

This works best if you are dancing to some nice soothing music and as the music is ending, bend her backwards into your arms. You always see this scene in the movies. Then stare into her eyes and kiss her. Its pretty much tongue action here as your tongue has the advantage of going deeper into her mouth. So just kiss and feel around. You got to have strong arm power here and never ever let her hit the ground. :P

Kiss Kiss

2006-05-23T23:11:00.000+08:00

Ever noticed how every serial or movie has a kissing scene these days. Kissing scenes appear at least once on romantic shows. For other genres, if there is a guy and a gal together, there will be at least one kissing scene.

I was switching channels over the weekend when I zoomed onto this Chinese movie. It so happens I chanced upon the male lead and female lead kissing and embracing each other. It was all the more romantic because there was a downpour and they were standing in the middle of it all, oblivious of the rain, wind and lightning, standing there kissing as if the world is going to end soon.

This got me thinking back to the time I had my virgin kiss. I lost it to Mandy that same night I lost something else. Back then, I didn’t know much about kissing and it was only through lots of practice and tips from Mandy that I knew how intricate the art of kissing can be. Kissing is usually the prelude to lots of things later hence I believe a good kiss is needed to end the evening on a high note or to start a firestorm.

Once again, the below tips for first time kisses and regular kisses are from my own experiences and from what I gathered. If anyone gets hurts by following them, I hold no responsibility.

Risks of Kissing

Before I begin, here are some risks of kissing. You can catch anything from just a cold to a pretty serious sexually transmitted disease. Also, since the AIDS virus has been found in the saliva of people with AIDS, it could be transmitted by kissing someone who has the disease, especially if you have any cuts in your mouth.

There's no such thing as 100% safety. But if someone has a cold or the flu, wait until it's over. You might be dying to kiss the person but I am sure you wont want her to be sick too right? Also, if you have cuts or sores in your mouth, that’s an easy source for infection.

Environment

Lets face it, in our sheltered society, kissing in public is still frowned upon. Stares and tsks usually emanate from passer bys if they see a couple lip locked. Kissing in a deserted place is also not recommended, as you might be too high and eager to proceed on to sex. Bear in mind sex in a public place is an offence here. The best place to kiss is in a semi public place; places where there is light traffic flow. My personal favorites are places by the sea.

Ambience

Just like you wont listen to sad, soulful music when making love, the ambience when you kiss must be right too. A good ambience is one where both parties are relaxed and just going with the flow. This is where the environment plays a part too. I love places by the sea because of the cool sea breeze, the light traffic flow and because I can spend time with her, slowly building the ambience.

Personal Hygiene

A sure way to ruin a perfect kiss is with bad breath. Carry around some mints and have one a few moments before you kiss. Offer the other party one too. Avoid spicy foods, garlic and onions just before kissing.

It will be a good idea to apply lip moisturizer before you kiss. Take note to choose one that wont leave your lips sticky and oily.

Eye Contact

The moment before you kiss, spend a few seconds looking into her eyes. Not looking as though she is an alien but look into the eyes and express your feelings and thoughts about her through your eyes. Let her know how much you mean to her.

Normal Kiss

Before you kiss her, DO NOT wet your lips. The last thing a gal wants is to kiss wet slickly lips. Use lip moisturizers if you must, do not coat your lips in saliva. Be considerate to your partner, after all do you want to taste her saliva when you kiss?

When your lips meet, keep them slightly parted and press gently against her lips. Tilt your head slightly to one side, so your noses won't get in the way. What do you do next? It depends. If it's just a little kiss, a peck on the lips, move away but (this is very important) don't move away all of a sudden, as if you were disgusted by her kiss! Just move away slowly, maybe while still holding hands, and looking in her eyes.

Frenching

French kisses are kisses in which you also use your tongues. So, after you've locked lips together, the next step is to part your lips slightly and allow your tongue to slip out. Do not just stick your tongue into her mouth and go limp. Ever seen a dick penetrating a pussy and going limp before?

Once your have inserted your tongue into her orifice, start exploring around. Move your tongue across the top of her mouth, the sides and her teeth. Use your tongue to explore around her mouth. The feeling should be good as the tongue is one of the most sensitive spots on our body. Take this time to feel all around inside her mouth. Get used to her mouth.

She might try to resist you by using her tongue to push your tongue out of her mouth. Just try to push her tongue back by pressing yours against hers. To make things lively, allow her tongue to win and enter your mouth. Then continue this tongue wrestling.

The thing I like about frenching is things don’t get monotonous. In fact, never let your frenching get monotonous. Alternate your rhythm. You might start off fast, slow down the pace a little before picking it up again.

Another mistake that most people make when frenching is sucking the breath out of his partner. Hello, how is she supposed to breathe then? Allow gaps at the side of the mouth to allow both of you to breathe. Or try to breathe thru the nose; just don’t snort like a pig though.

My personal touch will be to suck on her lower lip rapidly before I tongue her and then back to more lip sucking and tongue action. Also while frenching, I tend to stroke thru her long tresses and move my hands down to her waist and draw her close, feeling her boobs on my chest. It adds to the kissing experience.

Last but not least, practice makes perfect. Enjoy kissing!!

P.S I know I might have left out lots more tips. Would be good if you readers can contribute some of your own too.

Dreams

2006-05-20T20:53:00.000+08:00

Been having a sense of foreboding since the start of the week. Its like I am expecting something bad to happen. Well nothing bad happened except for the following incidents. Midweek, I got a call from Mandy about her nightmare regarding me in an accident. Being myself, I just told her it’s a nightmare and not to worry and even reassured her.

Two days after her nightmare, I got a similar one myself. This time its my turn to dream of her involved in an accident. That nightmare really woke me up in cold sweat. It was only 3 AM then and I had to resist the urge to call her till several hours later. I didn’t tell her my reason for calling just that I missed her badly and wanted to hear her sweet voice. Felt bad to wake her up at the earliest time possible but somehow I just had to listen to her voice and know that she's ok.

Before Mandy called later that night, I was talking to Spinnee about it. Spinnee advised me not to mention about my dream to her because its taboo. Thus, I lied to her when she asked about my wake up call. It’s ironic how humans react whenever something bad will happen due to our actions. We will take all measure to avoid it even though the methods might be ludicrous or stupid. I guess this is another face of love? Think its time for me to head to a temple and start praying. Yeah, i always believe there is a greater force out there watching over us puny humans.

Anyway despite my best efforts of landing a date, nothing conclusive has happened after a week. Am i losing my appeal or maybe i don't have any in the first place. Guess I will have to wait for Mandy to come back before my life gets interesting again. Gah, I hate it.

Anyone up for some lychee martini?

Rose

2006-05-16T21:25:00.000+08:00

Its been a funny weekend and start to the week. I found myself hooked on sad romantic songs. Not that i am feeling depressed or sad. I just have a tendency and ear for such songs now. Sad Korean, Japanese, English, Chinese love songs have been streaming out of my speakers daily be it at work or home. I just don’t have the mood or feel to listen to other genres. Guess its just another of those weird moments.

Despite my attempts to hook up a date, there has been no one taking up my offer. Well, i guess i will have to stick to my small little circle of friends for a while. Too bad work is not that interesting or worth it for me to focus on. Instead, i shall focus on my plans after i leave my current company.

I still cant decide if i want to work first or continue with my studies. The pros of working first is that i will have a little savings when i start studying and will rely less on my parents. Also, i will have a little more skills and understanding of the working world when i start studies. The cons of working first, I am not sure what i can do with just a diploma. Every job ad i been seeing requires you to have a degree or working experience. Though i mentioned before that i dont like to have too many friends or socialize around, i like to meet people if possible. Sounds contradicting, but i would like it if my job entails me to move around daily, meeting new people and talking.

If i decide on studies first, i will hate the fact that i am relying on my parents for a little while longer. Also, i don’t know what i want to study yet. Add to the fact that it has been close to 5 years since i last studied, i am a little apprehensive of going back to books. I was never academic in nature. I hated all my subjects and modules in secondary and poly less those regarding languages, communications, business and history. Yeah, i hate memorizing formulas, stupid scientific terms and doing calculations. I prefer to give presentations, speeches, knowing business systems and models or generally just writing. Am currently considering studying Business Administration or Corporate Communications. A good point of studying BA is that Mandy will be able to help me with it since she graduated from that course with honors. :P

While i am still on the topic of Mandy, my gal called when i was at work yesterday morning. I was surprised as in our 2 years together; she has never ever called me while i was at work. Thus i was surprised to see a non-local number on my caller id and even more surprised to hear her voice. She sounded a little worried when i spoke to her. She calmed down when i told her i was ok and just missing her badly. Seems like it was the same case for her. We reassured each other that we were doing fine before cutting off with a smooching sound. Damn, i miss kissing her on those luscious lips already.

I found out the reason of her call much later that night when she was online. Seems like she had a nightmare about me in a mishap and the moment she awoke, she called me. I don’t know what to say then. I felt touched that she cared so much about me even though it was a dream. On the other hand, i was thinking, its just so typical for women to be worried over such stuff that they tend to overreact at times. Well, i guess that’s why i loved her and miss her so much then.

It only makes me think that love and life is almost like a rose. It looks beautiful, smells good but yet it’s thorny. I guess the thorns serve to remind us that no matter how beautiful something is, there will be some darkness and pain associated with it. It could be the other way around too. The thorns might be ugly and painful but then if you look at the rose and its intricate petals are so alluring and beautiful to the eyes. It reminds us that things might be ugly or bad at the moment but looking at the picture and in the long term, things might not be as bad.

This is why i so love this song now:

The Rose by Amanda McBrooom

Some say love, it is a river

that drowns the tender reed.

Some say love, it is a razor

that leaves your soul to bleed.

Some say love, it is a hunger,

an endless aching need.

I say love, it is a flower,

and you its only seed.

It's the heart afraid of breaking

that never learns to dance.

It's the dream afraid of waking

that never takes the chance.

It's the one who won't be taken,

who cannot seem to give,

and the soul afraid of dyin'

that never learns to live.

When the night has been too lonely

and the road has been to long,

and you think that love is only

for the lucky and the strong,

just remember in the winter

far beneath the bitter snows

lies the seed that with the sun's love

in the spring becomes the rose.

Boredom

2006-05-13T13:12:00.000+08:00

Its true, boredom kills, for me that is. Find that i might be building my life too much between Mandy and work. Now that Mandy is gone and work is getting mundane to me, i find that i have nothing to look forward to on weekends.

I have never been one to socialize a lot or have a lot of friends. To me, i rather have a few friends whom i can really relate to rather than have lots of friends who are just aquaitances. Problem with having a few friends? If they are busy or not available on weekends i am alone. Besides there are limited places to go to here and on weekends, there is usually a crowd whereever you go. Add to the fact that going to town means spending money too and the fun factor goes out.

Hobbies? Been trying to take up jogging and going swimming lately. However, doing these stuff alone sucks. The fun factor goes off when you have no one to talk to while you excercise. In the end, i end up at home reading again. All alone.

Maybe its time i make my life a little more interesting. It might sound shallow but anyone up for a date with me?

BJ Royale Part II

2006-05-08T20:30:00.000+08:00

Sorry for the delay in posting this concluding part. I was just about past my PMS when the flu bug hit and didnt really have the mood and energy to edit and look through her story before i post it. Well here it is now. In fact, there is still action after this, but i prefer to keep it between myself and Mandy. So for now enjoy.......

My eyes were still blindfolded but I could feel the licks and the cold on my nipples. Suddenly the licks stopped. My nipples were still erect and I could feel the air-con blowing on them. The saliva on my nipples only made it felt colder when the air-con hits. I can’t make out what was going on.

I had expected a few licks to continue or some fingering when it came. I yelped as I felt a cold mass got dumped on my left nipple. Then, the same thing happened to the right nipple too. The cold was much more intense than the cold licks of Frank. The cold mass enveloped my whole areola, permeating through it. I could feel the cold spreading throughout my whole breast.

And then, a hot wave enveloped the cold mass. It took me a second to figure out that it was Frank’s mouth. He was slowly licking, sucking and eating away at the cold mass. Boy, it felt really good. Frank was alternating between the left and right breast, slowly sucking, licking and eating away at the cold clump. With each lick and suck, the sharp cold was slowly dissipating to be replaced by the warmth and gentleness of Frank’s mouth. Slowly, the last of the cold mass disappeared and I could feel his tongue grazing my nipple.

The cold had made my nipples hyper sensitive now and I could feel each inch of his tongue grazing it. The cold and the warmth combined took me to a new high. As he continued sucking and licking, I could feel my heart pounding faster and me getting breathless. My mind was simply going blank and felt like it was going to shatter. I let out low moans and tried to grind my hips together. However, the bindings restricted me from doing so.

Frank saw this and proceeded to dump another cold mass on my clit. I jumped from the bed or rather tried to. The nerves on my clit were screaming. The cold was simply too much for my clit to bear and I tried to shake off the cold lump. Frank was indifferent this time as he just sat beside me and said: “Try to enjoy it.” Enjoy? He has to be joking. The cold was really intense and somehow, it was dripping down my slit. I could feel every wet cold drop trickling down my slit.

Pretty soon, the area below my crotch was wet from these trickles. I had gotten used to the cold and had stopped trying to struggle. However, that did not mean I wasn’t feeling it. I was trying my best to stop my heart from jumping out of my mouth. The icy cold was now spreading through my whole nether regions and to my surprise; I could feel my own juices start to flow again. Somehow, this whole cold treatment was turning me on like never before. Its not as good as getting licked or fucked but it still felt good.

Without warning again, Frank started to lick at my clit, cleaning up the mass. The slow cold trickles were now being replaced by slow warm licks along my slit by Frank. I love the way he eats me slow and steadily, never rushing through the job. Applying the right pressure of his tongue on my clit and inner lips only got me panting harder. With slow delicate licks, Frank continued licking up and down my slit, stopping occasionally at the clit to tongue it.

His tongue slipped into my slit occasionally and then withdrew. He was literally giving me a lick over and some tongue fucking. My lips and clit felt engorged now as his tongue felt really big as it slipped in. It felt like a serpent slithering around inside my love canal and slowly pulling out and then it would slip it again. He was using his tongue to fuck me.

Just when I thought it was over. Frank slipped a cold finger into my pussy. I let out a low moan as it slid deep into me. His finger was slowly massaging my insides. Pressing the walls of my pussy and slowly massaging it. The pressure was just right, not too hard that it hurts and not too soft that I couldn’t feel it. Frank really knows how to push my buttons. Don’t you just love it if your man knows how to pleasure you? His finger was slowly working is magic as I could feel myself getting more attuned to his finger and teasing. My mind was now screaming for my pussy to tense up and release all its vented sensations. However, something was still lacking. His massage on my pussy left it tingling and gaping for more.

I couldn’t take it any longer and I wanted to cum now. “Fuck me now, I am ready. If you don’t, I am going to hate you.” I told Frank.

Without a word, I felt the head of his dick at my pussy entrance soon. He was rubbing his head up and down my wet and ever ready snatch. I wanted to clamp my thighs on his dick hard but the restrains were not helping. Damn him, why cant’ he just give it to me now, I don’t want anymore teasing. In the back of my mind, I made a mental note as best as I can amid all these sensations to have a little payback on him some day.

Suddenly, I felt more lumps of cold mass being dumped on top of my slit. And before I could even moan or utter a word, he penetrated me HARD.

I moaned in pleasure in sync with his pumping, my front teeth biting my lower lips. Usually, I like to be in control, I like to be on top. Someone I felt dominated in the missionary position. My only grouse being I couldn’t control the pace now which I need badly. Though his strokes were hard, he was still slowly teasing me by moving slowly. Grinding his hips against mine, he would slowly pump me, making me feel every inch of his cock in me. This was accompanied by the cold wet trickle now flowing down my slit, onto his cock that was pumping me. I could feel patches of cold liquid entering me as he pumped me.

The cold wet feeling plus the friction from his pumping was a new high and sensation for me, without notice, I suddenly lost it. With a loud cry, my pussy tensed up and just released its floodgates. I could feel my love juices flowing out and dripping onto the bed. My hot juices overcame the cold trickles that were slowly entering my pussy. Before I could even catch my breath and senses, I felt another hot wave overcome me and before I knew it, I was cumming again. Gosh, I was having multiple orgasms. My body went into spasms and my pussy tightened again and released yet another wave of cum. This time the sensations were toe curling and if not for the restrains, I would have thrashed around on the bed. The waves of feelings and cum came one after another. I lost count of how many waves of cum I released. I only knew I was breathless and mindless after the whole ordeal. I felt out of the world during those orgasms. I dont really know how to describe the feeling here. Fellow sisters who have experienced it before will know how it feels like and how indescribable it is.

By now my body was perspiring madly. Yet the sweet perspiration made the touch of our bodies that much more electric. I was still recovering from my multiple orgasms and didn’t really notice my restrains being released. The blindfold was removed and it helps that the lights in the room were dim. I didn’t feel blinded when I saw Frank’s face before me grinning broadly.

“Did you like that?” he asked. I was still recovering and couldn’t really reply him. I just smiled and nodded my head. He followed up with a smooch and proceeded to clean up my body using the box of tissues besides him.

“What was that cold thing you put on me?” I managed to mutter out while trying to recover. “Oh, that.” Frank brought a tub before my eyes.

In the light, I could make out the words: “B & J Ice cream”.

THE END

Love Equate Sacrifice?

2006-05-01T21:41:00.000+08:00

Here i am, suffering from Post Mandy Syndrome (PMS) again. I thought i would be stronger after each parting, however I am still human and just as weak as before. The effects of PMS? No interest in the things i do, i feel funny when i see the empty room and house, void of her sight and sound. Also the past few nights came flooding back to me. Both of us making love in all positions whenever we can, through the night. The thought of being apart for 3 months without sex probably started hitting on us as her departure draws nearer. It ended with a quickie in the airport toilet again.

Spinnee said it's probably due to the fact that i love Mandy a lot. I agree with her. What i just dont get is, Love can be so sweet yet bitter at times.

V.V said the sacrifice of letting her go will be worth it. With a better job, we can have a much more comfy future. Again, i agree with her. But subconciously, i wish that i am selfish enough to keep her with me and not letting her go. Another part of me is really happy that shes getting what she rightfully deserves (the job position) and being recognized in her field. How strange we humans can be when we are in love. Feelings tend to make us irrational at times.

Which brings me to the thought: Does Love really equates to sacrifice?

When a guy goes out with a girl he likes, he is sacrificing his time for his family and friend for his girl. Similarly, on outings and gifts, he is also sacrificing by paying for the costs and the time again.

In my case, i am sacrificing the time we can be together so that she can be happy. I know that the sacrifice will be worth it in future, just that the process of it all really hurts. I guess this is love, extreme happiness and sadness together.

It seems like i have answered the question above, however i would like to know what fellow readers think. Can there be a love without sacrifice? Maybe yes maybe not.

I know i will be all right in a week or so. For now, enjoy this song:

Someone To Die For - JIMMY GNECCO (f/ Brian May)

Before you landed

I had a will but didn't know what it could do

You were abandoned

And still you're handing out what you don't wanna lose

You make me drop things

Like all the plans I had for a life without you

Someone to die for

Someone to fall into when the world goes dark

Someone to die for

Someone to tear a hole in this sinless night

Someone like you

I'm drunk when sober

The room is spinning

You are what I hold on to

You're taking over

I find that giving in is the best I can do

Someone to die for

Someone to fall into when the world goes dark

Someone to die for

Someone to tear a hole in this sinless night

Someone like you

Someone to die for

Someone to die

Someone

Someone to die for

Someone to fall into when the world goes dark

Someone to die for

Someone to tear a hole in this sinless night

Someone

Someone like you

P.S Mandy has completed the second part of the previous story. Will post when i have the mood to.

BJ Royale

2006-04-28T13:10:00.000+08:00

The glint in Frank’s eyes told me he was up to something when I got back. Yes, I was still a little pissed that he had to return to his company at the last minute and abandoning our Laksa outing. Though I knew he was being responsible or rather forced to return, I don’t care. I was in one of my selfish moods. Only a few more days before I fly off and he had to leave me alone. Miffed, I decided to go out shopping with my mum instead.

Had a great time shopping, buying clothes, shoes and nice earrings. By the time I reached home it was time for dinner and Frank was already back home waiting for me. Shopping therapy had soothed me and I just gave Frank a heck care look instead of ranting at him. However, this didn’t seem to bother this thick-faced Frankenstein. He came up to me as I dropped my shopping bags and gave me one of those sensual smooches. I just love it when his chest presses tightly against my breasts and his warm roving tongue starts moving around in my mouth, this and the feeling of his hands running through my hair. Heavenly. He whispered: “Keep your dinner light tonight.” I was puzzled. Little do I know what was going to happen.

I was doing my stuff in the study when the door appeared. Frank stood there with the sexed up look in his face. His hand was hiding something behind his back. He strode over behind me and gently laid his hands on my shoulders. He gave my shoulders a good squeeze and proceeded to massage them. His fingers were strong and firm, rubbing each muscle point and joints. I was feeling relaxed and soothed. The hours of tiredness and stress was going away. His hands were now moving below my top, reaching for my mounds and also gently massaging them. I squealed as he kneaded them firmly but gently. Frank lowered his head and brought his lips to mine. More tonguing action ensued as he played with my breasts. He turned my back to him all of a sudden and suddenly a blindfold was before my eyes. I yelped: “What are you doing?” I felt a sense of anxiety and tried to remove the blindfold. Frank grabbed my hands and whispered: “You are going to have some fun tonight. Just relax and you will like it. Trust me.”

I stopped my struggle and felt myself being lifted from my seat. I knew he was bringing me out of the room despite being blindfolded. After a few paces, I felt myself being lowered onto a rough surface. Feeling around with my hands, the surface felt like that of a bed, however, there seems to be a towel or something on it. It’s amazing how your other senses are heightened when you are blind.

Just when I thought I had oriented myself, Frank took hold of my arms and began removing my top. Next to come was my shorts and g-string and soon I was lying there naked. It all happened before I could imagine what was going on. I started to open my mouth to protest but before I could get a word out, I felt his hand clamp on my mouth. The other hand was grabbing my hand and tying something around them. “Just relax” was all he said. Before long, my hand and legs were tied to the bedposts. I was now unceremoniously tied to the bedposts, spread eagled and lying naked.

I struggled and tried to break free, however the bonds held me tight. “I hoped you went light on dinner sweetie. Because you are going to get your desserts.” I felt his tongue licking my right nipple and then my left. Each time he would swirl his tongue around my nipple and gently suckle them. He repeated this for a few sucks before he stopped.

It seemed like an eternity, as I heard no sound at all. Then, I heard a popping sound. Before I knew it, his tongue came down on my nipple again. This time, I jumped or tried to from the bed. His tongue had turned icy cold. What was once warm and soft had turned cold and unfeeling. My nipple was now erected and hard in the face of this icy wave. However, the cold slowly faded away as he continued sucking and licking on my nipple. Soon, my nipple felt warm again however it was still hard due to the stimulation.

I thought it was over when suddenly; my other nipple got the same treatment. By the time it got warm again, I was breathing a little harder. The cold/warm nipple stimulation had made both my nipples hard and sensitive. It also got the juices in my love canal flowing. My heart was also pounding a little faster and I was getting a little fuzzy due to the lack of sight.

“Dear, please stop this at once. It’s a torture.” I said. “Torture? You seem to be enjoying it looking at how wet your pussy is.” It was true. I had felt my juices starting to flow from deep inside. However, I didn’t know that I was that wet.

“I would have to clean you up then.” Before I knew what was going on, Frank had gotten down on my pussy and was licking it clean. He was going about the usual routine and I thought all was normal when suddenly, it happened again. His tongue had gone icy cold and my clit could feel the cold coming before his tongue connected. *LICK* Oh god, the cold felt like it was reaching all over my body. He wasn’t just concentrating on the clit along. My whole slit and inner lips were getting the full cold treatment. The cold plus the air con was making my nerves and senses awry. I was feeling things like never before. Pretty soon, his cunnilingus skills and the cold treatment had brought me to an orgasm. My body twitched and shot its load out which Frank gladly licked off me.

Frank brought himself up to me and gave me a kiss. I could feel the taste of my juices in him, warm and slightly salty. However I could taste something sweet in his mouth. I was wondering what that was when he pulled away again. “It’s going to be a long night, but one I am sure you will enjoy.”

Before long, his fingers were working on my nipples again. His every touch seemed to be heightened, as I lay there blind. Everything that felt good before felt a hundred times better. My nipples were now so hard that it actually hurt a little from all that foreplay. Before long, his tongue turned cold again and that was making it worst for my ultra sensitive nipples now. However, I was dead wrong when I thought it was just going to be just a cold licking sensation. I had no idea hell was going to freeze over.

To Be Continued ???????

P.S: This is just 1/4 of what happened last night. I am not sure if i should continue writing as its gonna span a long time and i might not have the time for it. What do you think?

Morning Call

2006-04-24T21:31:00.000+08:00

It would be a blatant lie if I say I don’t miss Frank during my overseas stint. Which gal wouldn’t like to lie in her loved one arms and cuddle up to him nightly? The cold, unfeeling hotel room and bed were all that greeted me whenever I got back from work. Thank god for a fellow colleague of mine that I managed to focus on work and not let my thoughts wander. Fellow sisters will know how good it is to have another lady to talk to or bitch about anything under the sun, even more so if you are in a foreign land and home away from your loved one.

I felt so sorry for Frank when my period just started as I got back. Deep inside, I knew that he was vexed and upset. Part of me wanted to just go down on him and blow him good. Another part of me wanted to tease him further, make him wait a few more days, with sex so close to him yet so far away. I decided to bite the bullet and refused him any form of sexual gratification till my period cleared. All I allowed was for him to kiss me and hug me. Yes, I can be a temptress if I want to, my nipples and boobs visible underneath the sheer thin fabric of a T-shirt. That was the most he got out of my body during those few days. No touching or groping allowed. I want to work him up and give him my best when I am ready. And oh, he wasn’t allowed to masturbate himself too. I still chuckle when I saw the look on his face when I told him the conditions for our first making out of my return. Dear, it was hell for you and then heaven wasn’t it?

I knew he enjoyed that first session. That I will leave it to him to describe if he wants to, but I can say I had the most fun in three months during then. The past week had been fun with eating trips, a night in Geylang (*smirk*) and just enjoying red wine and music and a slow dance on the balcony.

It was no surprise that I saw Frank feeling blue last night. How he must have dreaded going to work and leaving my side. Since he was such a good boy to me the whole of last week, I decided to give him a nice wake up this morning:

I got up thirty minutes before his alarm went off. Through the flashing lightning, I saw that it was 6.AM. I don’t usually get up till 8 A.M to leave for work and thus I was a little groggy. Still my mind was clear on what I wanted to do and decided to go about doing it.

Reaching over him, I pulled the quilt off him. The occasional lightning from the rain out there told me that he was still sleeping soundly. A slow, deep breath here and there was all that punctuated the silence. Not for long I thought. Taking care not to cause too much movement, I reached down slowly to his shorts and hiked it up.

I paused and tried to see if he was awakened by my actions. However, he was still deep in sleep and I got into position. Staring at his limp and lifeless dick, I started to perform CPR on it. Hehe.

I stuck out my tongue and gently licked his balls. I coated them with my saliva within moments. The cool air from the air conditioner was helping me. Within a minute of licking and slight sucking on his balls, I could see and feel his dick stiffen slightly. I withdrew his dick from my mouth and licked along his shaft. Licking it up and down. As I ended my lick near his balls, I would suckle his balls in my mouth softly. I continue to repeat this motion for a while, trying to awaken his dick.

Frank just stirred a little but continued sleeping. No worries I thought, you will wake up when I am done with you. I opened my mouth and engulfed the tip of his semi-erect penis. Sucking my lips tight around his head, I started to blow in long slow strokes, throwing in the occasional tongue swirling around the base of his head and the occasional brush of teeth on his head. Slowly but gently, I pushed his foreskin back behind his head. As I sucked in short sharp sucks, I could feel his manhood slowly expanding and engorging in my mouth. Soon it stood there hard and ever ready to thrust. However, it wasn’t going anywhere near little Mandy this morning.

Frank had stirred considerably by now and I believed he was slowly aware of what was going on down there. Redoubling my efforts, I sucked slow and deep now. A suck here and there, some tongue action against his head and then a deep throat. Rinse and repeat. I was picking up the momentum now. Each suck and deep throat was getting faster and harder till I felt his hand grabbing my head, pushing me down hard on his dick. He was raising his hips and banging my mouth slowly. My mouth and his hips were in a rhythm now, each complementing each other. I increased the power of my suction as I felt that he was ready to blow. His breathing was now rapid and shallow and he was moaning a little.

Moments later, like a recoiled spring, Frank shot his load into the back of my mouth. The power of it startled me a little and I gasped. Warm, salty cum was now oozing in my mouth as I felt his dick start going limp. Grunting a little, I swallowed and proceeded to lick and suck off the remaining drops on his dick. The smell of semen was now in the air. My mouth was tired and aching slightly after all the sucking and I just laid there on his crotch, trying to recover.

I felt him pulling my head up onto his chest now. His hand smoothing through my hair and caressing my boobs, he pulled me closer and frenched me, whispering: “That was a nice wake up call.”I said: “Glad you loved it. Go to work and don’t think too much ok?” There was a moment of silence before he kissed me again and said: “How does a massage for tonight sound? A massage and maybe some ‘workout’.” Great, now I don’t feel like working for the day.

New Layout & Chill Out

2006-04-22T00:39:00.000+08:00

I felt that it was time for a new lay out. As my number of favourite links grew, the tag board was being pushed to the bottom making it inaccessible for all. I hope that you readers like this new lay out and i would appreciate any comments to make it better.

Someone just sent Mandy this cute prose that i would like to share:

I GOT CHARACTER

Many people got no style one. Me, I got character.

See-ah. I don't simply take instructions from people.

I think first lah. Don't like it, don't take lah.

With boss also like that. I don't care. Sack sack lah.

I not afraid one. Then, when got no mood to work,

I just go for teh tarik. Don't like? Not my problem what!

When boss make noise, I tell him to fly kite.

Money so little, some more got so much work.

Where can? Some more got so many bosses.

Big boss, small boss, woman boss. One say one thing.

Listen until you peng san. You can die like that.

I tell you, sometimes not fair one. Client also another kind.

Always last minute change this change that.

Guarantee one. Make my life difficult only.

Then kena work until two three a.m. Who can tahan?

Something koyak in their head. I not joking.

Don't know anything but talk big all the time.

Then some more when the nthing tak jalan,

They complain we all no good. Then who kena?

Me lah! Some more who?

The above are things i would really like to say to my organization and bosses when i leave in 3 months time. Seriously, with our high stress lives and jobs, its no wonder that the art of love making is slowly fading. So couples and singles, make good use of this weekend and bring your lover, partners, FBs to orgasm. Life is too short. Live and Enjoy.

Surprise

2006-04-18T22:38:00.000+08:00

As most of you readers know by now, Mandy is back. She was supposed to be back on Friday, however my darling surprised me.

It was a horrible day last Thursday. An unexpected situation at work popped up just as i was about to leave. By the time it was resolved, it was nearly 8pm. I was almost 3 hours past my knock off time. I was pissed, hungry and tired on the bus ride home.

So imagine my surprise when i opened the door to my home and there she was standing there in a halter top, skirt, hose and looking her best. Grinning and smiling at me, she shouted: "Surprise" and proceeded to hug me. I was at a loss for words. Could only hug her and savour the moment. Damn, i missed the sensation of holding her and touching her. Her scent and the feeling of stroking her auburn hair was too much to bear. I gave her a light peck which ended in a long smooch neither of us were letting willing to let go off till we had to breathe. The feeling of my lips on her glossed lips were electric the moment we connect. The taste of her tongue wrestling mine was just an acquired taste. At that moment, the kiss felt better than sex.

Its certainly great to have her back. Still there was no action for a few days after she returned because she was having her period. Though i felt vexed, there was nothing i could do nor could i blame her. Having her back is already good enough.

Know this is a boring entry but i simply cant think of what to write at this time. Regular entries will resume after she leaves, for now, enjoy what you have.

Cunnilingus Tips

2006-04-11T21:06:00.000+08:00

After my last post on oral sex, i have received comments from male readers on tips on how to be a cunnilinguist. Now a disclaimer here, i dont claim to be a cunnlinguist expert nor do i know much. What i am about to type is the way i do it and is my style. Also if this post offends you or you are uncomfortable with it, just get away from this site. Its that simple, no need to rant at me and make both of us unhappy.

That much being said, this is probably gonna be my last post in 2 weeks. Mandy is coming back on Friday and i wanna spend as much time as i can while shes back. Will not be on to post anything unless i feel like it. Read through my past entries if you are bored.

Anyway, here is the guide:

1. Be willing to go down
I mentioned before that oral sex is a higher form of sex compared to intercourse. In oral sex, you have much more control. In intercourse, its just thrusting for the guys and thats it. Oral sex is more than just thrusting. Its about feelings and willingness. Unlike fellatio (Cock sucking), cunnilingus can never be done as a favor. You must be willing to eat her pussy. Like guys, a gal can know if her guy is half hearted about eating her. I am sure you guys dont like to be sucked half heartedly. Eating a gal half heartedly will only incur her wrath. Eat like a pig and you will be rewarded.

2. Turn on the tap
Oral sex is usually a form of foreplay to intercourse. She might be horny and rubbing her fingers on your crotch and stuff but it doesnt mean she's wet. A dry pussy is an unhappy pussy. To test if her pussy is wet and ready, rub a finger across the slit. If your finger feels friction, that means shes not ready yet and you will have to make her wet. Give her a few licks along the slit. This should generally be enough to turn her on. Nothing like the contact of warm lips on her pussy.

3. Up and Down
Cunnilingus takes more than just licking her pussy. For a gal, she has many erogenous zones. These could be her nape, nipples, pussy and thighs. It differs slightly for every gal but generally they are the same. What i usually do to set the mood is to lick her nape. Lick and suck it and bite it gently. Work down to her nipples and give them some loving treatment. This could be in the form of sucking of just fingering them. Her nipples should be erect as you work your way down. Lick her thighs and suck on them. By this time, her pussy should be wet and slightly oozing with her own juice. You might want to finger her a little and play around or just continue licking. Anyway, this means that shes ready for action by now.

4. Parting is good
When shes wet and ready, its time to spread those pussy lips. Spreading them will expose the interior of her pussy to you. Take a good look at it and her clit as this is the area you are going to be working on. Spreading her pussy like this will make her more turned on as she's now helpless and exposed.

5. The grand entrance
Lick her SLOWLY on your first lick. Its good to groan too to show her that you are enjoying it. Also the groan will turn her on slightly. Licking her slowly will allow her to feel your tongue. Now, work your tongue from the bottom of her pussy all the way to her clit. Once you are at her clit, tease it slightly with your tongue tip. You might want to circle her clit a few times and gently land your tip on it like a floating butterfly. You float like a butterfly and sting like a bee here. Lick this way for a dozen times. Her clit should be getting engorge and turing reddish if you are doing it right. Once you note that her clit is ready, its time to move on.

6. Rock and Roll, Waltz or Ballad ?
The choice is up to you now. You are the one in control and its up to you to decide which style you want. You can choose to take it slow and easy all the way by just licking and tonguing her clit, or you can choose to attack her clit. Its really up to you.

For me, i prefer a mixture. I will lick her slit and when i am at her clit, i will press my mouth and face into her pussy and suck her clit. Nibbling and sucking works too, depends on how you want to do it.

7. Rhythm Emotion
Rhythm is about being consistent. Rhythm is also about the pace you are going about sucking and eating her. Too fast a pace will make her cum fast and everything will end. Too slow a pace will only bore her and make her pissed off at you. Thus Ryhthm is very important.

Like a good symphony, a good rhythm is all about knowing when to be fast and when to be slow. I like to alternate my rhythm. I would start with the slow sensuous lick. Lick around a dozen time, then press my mouth and face real close and hard to her pussy. Licking harder and sucking harder for another dozen times. And then back to licking her softly. The point now is to drive her crazy. Not to the point that she will cum but keep her on the edge of cumming. You are the conductor tonight, you decide when it should end.

8. Cummed or Cumming?
Once you have decided that she has taken enough punishment and deserves to cum, just do it. Either keep focusing on her clit and licking it or you can use your fingers to help you. Or you can choose to not let her cum. *grins*

9. Conclusion
Once she has cummed, dont be selfish. Eat up all her juices, dont waste it. If a gal can eat your cum, why can't you do the same for her. Don't be a jerk and serve her well all to the end. She will appreciate it.

After she has cummed, her pussy area will be extremely sensitive. You can now choose to go for a second round or choose to take things easy and cuddle. Most likely if she cummed, she will be tired but more than happy to listen to you.

10. Personal Feelings
Some points to add on here. The biggest obstacle to oral sex is no doubt understanding, patience and communication.

Understanding: I would like to touch on pubic hair here. Ladies will agree that it is disgusting and irritating to suck a guy when his pubes are in your face and nostrils. So if you guys expect your gal to be shaved, do the same for yourself. Nothing like some mutual understanding to make oral sex a better experience for the both of you.

Communications go hand in hand with understanding. For oral sex to work out, you have to communicate. Tell your partner what you like and what you dislike. Once you know what your partner likes and hates, remember it well and work on it. Its all about knowing each other better so you can love each other better.

Patience differs here. For me, i prefer a long sensual oral session compared to a short rushed session. No doubt, the end result might be the same, but i still find that oral sex is about patience. You just simply cant rush some things. It takes experience and willingness to learn and this is where patience comes in.

Anyway, this guide is mainly for the male readers out there who needs some tips or help. I dont know how you female readers view this and thus would appreciate your input.

That's all i have to say. Enjoy.......

P.S Stupid IE crashed just when i was about to publish post. The above you have read is what i typed out from my memory. It feels kinda rushed and not detailed compared to the original one i had planned. I will rework on it when i have the time.