The past one month, sex has been a pushed off.
Catherine fell in love miserably again. Mr. Pink teases, Catherine gives in and intercourse happened, he pulled himself off. Proclaiming unprotected sex ain't the best choice. Catherine's first rejection. He would cuddle and kiss her under the sheets but sex seems to be a big plunge for him. For once, Catherine is going out with a man and no sex involved in the picture. Rather peculiar.
All the fucking buddies don't seem to fill Rose's cunt happy anymore.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Friday, April 02, 2010
Reality check
Stripping it off for the first time was thrilling. Now, it feels like a routine, frequent pain to endure.
Two weekends ago, Rose and Catherine were having great deal of sex fun. Started off with a paid night job, Rose gave a ten minutes blowjob in exchange for good monetary value. The night before, she was introduced to aman boy, Zak by Martell, after rounds of tequila shots and 2 bottles of Martell, she went home with Zak. He was young, excited, small; she was tired, drunk. His body kills and they showered together, morning blowjob always work her way, without fail all the time. Pancakes for breakfast and hot coffee, she went to the clinic with joy.
Rose finished her shift and met Martell for dinner. Registered an extra hotel room card, she proceeded to the 23rd floor with huge bed and bathtub to die for. She undressed herself, took a hot shower, made a hot cup of green tea and dived into the 6 foot white linen bed. The Egyptian cotton sheet lingered on her warm naked body, she draw the curtains, turned on the big screen and soon, fall asleep watching Nothing Hill. Martell sneaked in. Under the sheets, Rose tingles, someone was slurping on her juice. She opened her eyes, dim lights, warm body. He desired the blowjob he longed for months. Satisfaction guaranteed. They fucked, he penetrates deep in her, she was dreamy, she begged him for more. It was the perfect fuck after one long month of chastity belt wrapped on her hips. The explosive chemical detonates in her brain, Rose was experiencing difficulty breathing and multiple orgasms at the same time. That tingling feeling on her wet cunt, he filled her with his satisfying warm cum in her. They fucked the next morning, pleasing one another, she was greedy, he was generous. Fucking with him brought a whole new meaning to life, a fucking good fuck. Checked out from the huge suite, lunch in a pink restaurant. Smoking room in the restaurant had the perfect set up for a quickie. Massage chair, cozy couch, Rose was pantiless, he was standing hard. Very tempting offer.
That Friday night, Catherine was dressed up to mingle and jingle. A big night affair with alcohol-enthusiasts. The crowd looks awfully familiar, her boss, Doctor S was there with a woman I fond of. She smells great. Catherine sat and drank with him, pretty boy with very desirable hipbone. Two hours later, she received a message from Brainy(yes, the Best Fuck of 2009). She left the night affair and swept into the club. That lucky night, a very gorgeous lady in a black tight dress wrapped her lengthy body, her tits sit nicely on her red bra exposing some cleavage for wild imagination. Brainy introduced Gorgeous G, Catherine was throbbing. Gorgeous G drinks lychee martini all night and sways like a pussy cat. Catherine was seduced by G's erotic moves, at times G lifted her leg up so that Catherine can slipped her fingers on her thighs. In the high state of mind, G lifted her black dress up to show her tattoos on her ribcage. The red satin panties on her was alluring and teasing at the same time. The night in the club ended with exchange of kisses on the dance floor when Katy Perry's song played. Catherine escaped the club and went home to Brainy's. The night started.
Bubble bath in the tub with red wine and scented candles. From a fuck buddy, she's has fallen for him. He licked her toes, facing each other, she blows him in the water, he squealed. She turned around, 2 minutes of dog stance. They left the bath tub for a joint. She desires his hard rod, she teases him, whispering in his ears while he was busy focusing fixing a joint for her. He pulled her out to the balcony, smoked, threw her against the balcony and penetrates her. After that smoke, they continued intimacy on the couch in the living room. She was dripping wet. DRIPPING. Moments later, he stood up and moved her to the kitchen. With his arm, he swept the towels, glasses and fruits away. Pushing her against the kitchen table, Catherine bends over and his hard dick inserted in her wet cunt. He pushed hard, she moaned harder and louder. They moved to the white couch in the bedroom. She was dripping wet, he slips a couple of times. Multiple positions, multiple orgasms, multiple cries. They moved to the bed, he kissed her pussy and licked her dry. Fucking from one couch to another, it was disbelief how soaked she was. She stained the couches, the floor, the sheets. They fell asleep in each other's arm that night. Routine blowjobs in the morning continued with a few more rounds of deep penetration in the vagina. Morning coffee and first cigarette puff.
Moving on with the day, the engaged German boy invited Catherine for a drinking night out with several expatriates. She arrived her favourite club in the city. Seven bottles of sweet Scotch whisky to finish. Three ladies, four men, seven bottles of poison. The night began and ended with much liquor consumed. German boy was tipsy, Catherine wanted a good night hug, she stuck with him, back to his apartment. She removed her smelly clothes and put on his shirt and boxers. Both of them dived into the bed. Lights switched off, pitch dark silent room. Suddenly, he whispered, "Catherine, can you please do me a favour? Would you please kiss me?" It was the green light she's been waiting for months, after all the occasions of staying over and tugging with each others body. Tonight, she received the best gift ever. She kissed him, they rolled on the bed. Her fingers slowly slipped in his boxers, fondling his balls. He was standing, Catherine instantly went down on him, licking the two big balls and swirling her tongue on his rod. She came up and kissed him, he said, "I don't know what I'm doing". The guilt-tripping talk, avoiding the morning awkwardness, she kept his mouth busy. They rolled, he moved down, pulling the boxers off, pleasing Catherine, it wasn't the best but one she never in a million years would have expected it. She lifted him up, went on top of him. She who enjoys missionary, for the first time in her fucking life, jumped on top of a man and fucked him till he climaxed. The feeling was surreal. Catherine was fucking a man she loved, not a fun dick or joyful toy. Sweet dreams Catherine received all night. Unbelievable morning kisses, tongue action, Catherine was smitten. The morning awkwardness talk never raised on the bed. That night, Catherine lost a man, a man to dream in bed.
Two weekends ago, Rose and Catherine were having great deal of sex fun. Started off with a paid night job, Rose gave a ten minutes blowjob in exchange for good monetary value. The night before, she was introduced to a
Rose finished her shift and met Martell for dinner. Registered an extra hotel room card, she proceeded to the 23rd floor with huge bed and bathtub to die for. She undressed herself, took a hot shower, made a hot cup of green tea and dived into the 6 foot white linen bed. The Egyptian cotton sheet lingered on her warm naked body, she draw the curtains, turned on the big screen and soon, fall asleep watching Nothing Hill. Martell sneaked in. Under the sheets, Rose tingles, someone was slurping on her juice. She opened her eyes, dim lights, warm body. He desired the blowjob he longed for months. Satisfaction guaranteed. They fucked, he penetrates deep in her, she was dreamy, she begged him for more. It was the perfect fuck after one long month of chastity belt wrapped on her hips. The explosive chemical detonates in her brain, Rose was experiencing difficulty breathing and multiple orgasms at the same time. That tingling feeling on her wet cunt, he filled her with his satisfying warm cum in her. They fucked the next morning, pleasing one another, she was greedy, he was generous. Fucking with him brought a whole new meaning to life, a fucking good fuck. Checked out from the huge suite, lunch in a pink restaurant. Smoking room in the restaurant had the perfect set up for a quickie. Massage chair, cozy couch, Rose was pantiless, he was standing hard. Very tempting offer.
That Friday night, Catherine was dressed up to mingle and jingle. A big night affair with alcohol-enthusiasts. The crowd looks awfully familiar, her boss, Doctor S was there with a woman I fond of. She smells great. Catherine sat and drank with him, pretty boy with very desirable hipbone. Two hours later, she received a message from Brainy(yes, the Best Fuck of 2009). She left the night affair and swept into the club. That lucky night, a very gorgeous lady in a black tight dress wrapped her lengthy body, her tits sit nicely on her red bra exposing some cleavage for wild imagination. Brainy introduced Gorgeous G, Catherine was throbbing. Gorgeous G drinks lychee martini all night and sways like a pussy cat. Catherine was seduced by G's erotic moves, at times G lifted her leg up so that Catherine can slipped her fingers on her thighs. In the high state of mind, G lifted her black dress up to show her tattoos on her ribcage. The red satin panties on her was alluring and teasing at the same time. The night in the club ended with exchange of kisses on the dance floor when Katy Perry's song played. Catherine escaped the club and went home to Brainy's. The night started.
Bubble bath in the tub with red wine and scented candles. From a fuck buddy, she's has fallen for him. He licked her toes, facing each other, she blows him in the water, he squealed. She turned around, 2 minutes of dog stance. They left the bath tub for a joint. She desires his hard rod, she teases him, whispering in his ears while he was busy focusing fixing a joint for her. He pulled her out to the balcony, smoked, threw her against the balcony and penetrates her. After that smoke, they continued intimacy on the couch in the living room. She was dripping wet. DRIPPING. Moments later, he stood up and moved her to the kitchen. With his arm, he swept the towels, glasses and fruits away. Pushing her against the kitchen table, Catherine bends over and his hard dick inserted in her wet cunt. He pushed hard, she moaned harder and louder. They moved to the white couch in the bedroom. She was dripping wet, he slips a couple of times. Multiple positions, multiple orgasms, multiple cries. They moved to the bed, he kissed her pussy and licked her dry. Fucking from one couch to another, it was disbelief how soaked she was. She stained the couches, the floor, the sheets. They fell asleep in each other's arm that night. Routine blowjobs in the morning continued with a few more rounds of deep penetration in the vagina. Morning coffee and first cigarette puff.
Moving on with the day, the engaged German boy invited Catherine for a drinking night out with several expatriates. She arrived her favourite club in the city. Seven bottles of sweet Scotch whisky to finish. Three ladies, four men, seven bottles of poison. The night began and ended with much liquor consumed. German boy was tipsy, Catherine wanted a good night hug, she stuck with him, back to his apartment. She removed her smelly clothes and put on his shirt and boxers. Both of them dived into the bed. Lights switched off, pitch dark silent room. Suddenly, he whispered, "Catherine, can you please do me a favour? Would you please kiss me?" It was the green light she's been waiting for months, after all the occasions of staying over and tugging with each others body. Tonight, she received the best gift ever. She kissed him, they rolled on the bed. Her fingers slowly slipped in his boxers, fondling his balls. He was standing, Catherine instantly went down on him, licking the two big balls and swirling her tongue on his rod. She came up and kissed him, he said, "I don't know what I'm doing". The guilt-tripping talk, avoiding the morning awkwardness, she kept his mouth busy. They rolled, he moved down, pulling the boxers off, pleasing Catherine, it wasn't the best but one she never in a million years would have expected it. She lifted him up, went on top of him. She who enjoys missionary, for the first time in her fucking life, jumped on top of a man and fucked him till he climaxed. The feeling was surreal. Catherine was fucking a man she loved, not a fun dick or joyful toy. Sweet dreams Catherine received all night. Unbelievable morning kisses, tongue action, Catherine was smitten. The morning awkwardness talk never raised on the bed. That night, Catherine lost a man, a man to dream in bed.
Wednesday, March 03, 2010
My Pussy is WET
Sitting next to two studs drinking 2 mojitos after work. I'm fucking horny and in need of some good licking.
Dinner rush hour, I stare at beautiful strangers on the tinted windows and imagine them throwing me across the walls and give me a good fuck.
My pussy is very WET and I have no panties on. I wonder if the hot chap across the table peaking at my wet lips down below. I need a FUCK, right now.
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Tuesday, March 02, 2010
Dirty fuckers, where are you?
Venture of Rose's sex escapades.
She made a conclusion, SEX outside Asian blood is/are intoxicating.
Since 2010 begun, she filled her days with flings and orgasms. From a keeper to a contract sex slave, she enslaved herself to lust and desire to be fucked all the time. Conversations on hotel bedroom in a red-light district turned to a night filled with cum. Oral sex, nipple piercing, tongue ring and beer. The perfect sex symphony.
Rose started working in a private clinic, patients are sick and in need for some good sex. She found a new thrill. GOING BARE! That white tight uniform the doctor gave, suffocates her tits and keeps her panties wet. Today, she's in the clinic without her panties.
She's hungry for a big bad cock to shove up her naked pussy. Restless and unfocused, she wants SEX this very moment. Where're all her dirty fuckers?
She made a conclusion, SEX outside Asian blood is/are intoxicating.
Since 2010 begun, she filled her days with flings and orgasms. From a keeper to a contract sex slave, she enslaved herself to lust and desire to be fucked all the time. Conversations on hotel bedroom in a red-light district turned to a night filled with cum. Oral sex, nipple piercing, tongue ring and beer. The perfect sex symphony.
Rose started working in a private clinic, patients are sick and in need for some good sex. She found a new thrill. GOING BARE! That white tight uniform the doctor gave, suffocates her tits and keeps her panties wet. Today, she's in the clinic without her panties.
She's hungry for a big bad cock to shove up her naked pussy. Restless and unfocused, she wants SEX this very moment. Where're all her dirty fuckers?
Saturday, January 09, 2010
when SEX is just SEX
It's been six months since I came back here.
Catherine has been going nun while Rose lured all sorts of cocks into her naughty pussy. Catherine left Scottish boy. Good boy, good romance, good money. BAD sex. It was never satisfying. Never. She had better fun screwing with her fingers.
German boy is engaged. Few occasions, they were sleeping on the same bed. He hugged her tight, he lingered on her body, spooning so close. Resisting making love with him was difficult. One night, he kissed her, her lips touched his lower lips. No tongue action, just skin contact. She could feel him coming so close to touching her breasts, she placed her hands in his shirt touching his body, his back. She can never own him, not even one night. Sex was all they talked about, but always performing with someone else. Forbidden love it is. She was in love with him. He will never know.
Rose starts recalling her six months adventure:
Catherine has been going nun while Rose lured all sorts of cocks into her naughty pussy. Catherine left Scottish boy. Good boy, good romance, good money. BAD sex. It was never satisfying. Never. She had better fun screwing with her fingers.
German boy is engaged. Few occasions, they were sleeping on the same bed. He hugged her tight, he lingered on her body, spooning so close. Resisting making love with him was difficult. One night, he kissed her, her lips touched his lower lips. No tongue action, just skin contact. She could feel him coming so close to touching her breasts, she placed her hands in his shirt touching his body, his back. She can never own him, not even one night. Sex was all they talked about, but always performing with someone else. Forbidden love it is. She was in love with him. He will never know.
Rose starts recalling her six months adventure:
- Gary the club owner : the smallest dick I've ever encounter. His dick is probably the size of my pinky finger. He should join the smallest dicks competition, I'm pretty sure he who would win a prize. Size does matters.
- Martell came back : horny and steamy, we fucked in the hotel lifts, hotel hallway. Always exhilarating. He never fails. Never fails to make me cum, never fail to pleasure me. The moment his hard dick inserts into my vagina, I could almost hear heaven sings. His associates who lived 2 rooms next to him called our room and asked us to slow down, he said I was really loud. I wonder if he wanted to have threesome with us. From the look of his face, I think he has pretty huge package.
- Lotus Man : for a moment, I thought he was all gentleman and no sex. One fine night, I was chilling in his balcony, he came right behind me, kissed me neck, pulled my skirt and fucked me. Did I consent to his actions? Fuck me, fuck me hard. I found a new thrill. Doggy style. I never had that much kick fucking dog style. One fuck - I came 4 times.
- Mr. Blackhole : drunk fuck is bleugh. at least he was kind enough to buy me breakfast and drove me home. I don't even remember the size of his dick. Typical drunk fuck.
- Mr. Y came home : Fucking this time wasn't as good as our first time. Previously I worshipped his cock, now he's just a good fuck. Next time, we should do some role-playing. I want to be his slave, he seems like a good master.
- Brainy : He is surely best fuck of 2009. For the first time in a very long time, multiple orgasms simultaneously. His dick - tasty, his cum - drives me insane, his skills - blows my head. Going down on him fucks my mind, I never felt full fucking him. I could jump on him and penetrates myself, cum and blow him over and over again. Fucking him is gratifying. Each time the tip of his head hits my G-spot, I could feel the adrenaline rushing through my blood vessels to my brain. Sex with his is DRUG. HIGHLY ADDICTIVE.
- Hiro : Blowing him on Christmas eve. Corporate dinner party, who's who, indulging on expensive wine and champagne, I pulled him into the royal suite loo, he unzipped his pants, fingered me. I was wet and his stiff rod was penetrating in my mouth. Merry Christmas.
- Dorky Boy : My FUBU. Is it me or the pills? I used to love fucking him. Now, fucking him seems ordinary. Going down on him, he looked so intense. He surely missed me blowing him, he snapped pictures of me giving him a BJ. I must be good.
- Hennessy : One night with drinking game and endless alcohol turned me into wild child. We slept naked on a bed and ended up screwing . Probably to date he is the only man I have fucked and spooned me till the next morning. Keeper.
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