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  • The Most Unforgettable 3 Days BDSM Experience of My Life Part III

    The Most Unforgettable 3 Days BDSM Experience of My Life Part III

    I woke up in a collar and leash tied up under the feet of her bed, and licked her feet to wake her up at 8am as instructed by her the night before. DF woke up and told me she needed her toilet, so I laid on the floor and she peed into my mouth and I licked her clean. I love my early morning champagne. This is the second day of my vacation and we have a CFNM, Humiliation party later in the afternoon. I served as a butler to the domes and prepared their food. As they were enjoying the beef steak I cooked, DF commanded me to get the dog bowl in with the big green bag in the cabinet. I put it on her feet and all the domes started to chew the beef and spat it in my dog bowl. I had a handful of chewed beef from all of them and DF told me enjoy my lunch. As I was trying to eat using my hand, she slapped me with her feet and scolded me for being dumb. “What kind of dog are you??? I have never seen a dog using his hands to eat. Use your mouth to eat or u will not eat at all!!” She ordered and all of them laughed looking at me. I still had a few more left on my bowl and DF stomped on my food and slowly fed me using her feet. This was the best meal I had in my life. The beef became more juicy and tastier from her feet and they spat orange juice in my mouth as my drink. At last I was full.

    Read Part I and Part II .

    It was 5pm. I was tied up again like the first time like a furniture in the corner and saw other slaves coming in. MR assisted the slaves in the room and the moment they came back in the living area, they were all naked, with CB on and blindfolded. Four male slaves including me and one slave girl were there in total plus four dommes who will make our life a living hell for sure. All of them started to examine us one by one with our locked up dicks and talked about who with the smallest dick would be punish. I was scared as fuck. Hahaha. They chose the local guy and told him he won the hall of shame for “RICE DICk Award” and he would be punish. DF grabbed his head and ordered him to kiss all the slaves feet and lick it clean for his humiliation punishment. It’s very humiliating for me even if it’s not me who is kissing the others feet. They announced as well that they will pick the biggest cock and have the chance to worship all the Goddesses feet as a reward. MP and ML starting to unlocked us while we were blindfolded. And they started to touched our bodies and teased us to get boner. And we received whipping and spanking as well. I got boner instantly. They choose the American guy for the biggest cock and I am so envious as he had the chance to worship the feet of the Goddesses. While we just watched. We were then put back again in CB to make us more desperate. We played another game like “roll the dice” where you had to do whatever was written on the dice like, lick, suck, pinch, kiss, nibble on the first dice while the other dice was nipple, butt, lips, ears, tits, ass. As I rolled it, mine turned up to “ lick ass” on the dice. Fuck, I had to lick the asshole of the other slave in front of me. All of them were laughing. I am red as a roast pig and I felt my face go warm and flushed. DF told me to licked it clean. I’m thankful after a couple of minutes that the game ended.

    The slave girl was talking to the French guy as if she’s saying something on him. DF heard it. “Oh really, you’re feeling horny?” She ask the girl. And the slave girl nodded. DF put her strap-on and grabbed the girl and fucked her doggie style in front of us. We were all shocked. This was the hottest scene I had seen ever. She told us all, to watched how she fucked this bitch, because our fucking cocks were all useless and will be remained lock up till we went out. I wanted to get hard just watching her as she nailed it! She was really good in her strap-on banging the girl, fucking her deep, and my cock was hurting because of the steel cage in me. I wanted to go crazy. But I had to behave, just being contented watching her like the others. She called my name and asked me to wear the strap-on she was using and fuck the girl. I can’t believed this was happening. I was locked up in CB and wearing a strap-on to fuck someone in her command and they gave me a whipping if I didn’t do well in pleasuring the slave girl. It was an amazing feeling but also very frustrating. The French guy was told to do so too, and he started banging the girl, missionary style. DF whipped him and said, “You loser, don’t make love to her. Fuck her like a slut or I’ll fuck you hard to death.” The party was over in no time and I was exhausted.   Other mistresses went home so it was just me and DF for the whole night. She told me it was my break in the meantime. We went out for dinner and had a nice vanilla time with her that night, and enjoyed a couple of drinks too. We went back in the condo and she put me back again in collar and leash. She told me I was really good today and that she will give me a reward for that. She unlocked me and let me wank in her feet and ordered me to lick it clean and locked me again. She asked for a body massage to let her fall asleep. When I saw her in deep slumber, I grabbed my pillow and slept under her feet.

    A lot more play happened on my third day as other domes arrived. It was my anal day today. DF told me they were going to gangbang me. I was blindfolded while stroking someone’s strap-on. My blindfold removed, and I saw that they looked stunning in their hot sexy outfits. The two TS wearing black tight pvc with their strap-ons. MR is wearing her black short leather skirt with leather corset with her pink dong. While DF looked ravishing in her full leather catsuit and leather boots with her massive strap-on. I felt I was dreaming and I didn’t want to wake up anymore. It was a dream come true. They started abusing my body, my mouth and my ass. I was on my back. MR was inserting her fingers in my ass to loosen me up. While DF sat on my face controlling my breath in her leather catsuit trying to pass me out. While the two TS played with my nipples. I passed out twice and was catching my breath as they counted up to where I could hold my breath and they laughed evilly. I was fucked doggie, missionary, on top and at standing position by them and they couldn’t get enough of my ass and they made me beg for more pegging and begged like a real bitch, such a real slut I was. I was totally abused and used by them simultaneously, I felt in deep subspace and I just let go. I loved it, and I wished it was endless.

    Three days just seemed to fly so fast as I had to leave late afternoon. They gave me a warm hug as they dropped me off to NAIA AIRPORT. I gave DF a goodbye kiss and promised to be back again if I had the chance. I thanked her so much for such a wonderful unique experience with her and her friends they gave me. I will treasure this for the rest of my life as I continue my slave life journey with her in the near future.

     

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  • Are You a New Mom? Coping with Baby Blues

    Are You a New Mom? Coping with Baby Blues

    Yup. That’s what I had to do when I became a new mom.

    I remember those sleepless nights, shapeless body, and that helpless me. My priorities changed drastically. I realized I had little or no time for myself and my focus was just my baby. The newborn occupied a lot of space between me and my partner, leaving no room for us. And, the worst was my shape—it was round like an ‘O’. Everything else fell by the wayside.

    You might have thought of having a baby is going to thrill you. But right after the baby’s birth many mothers feel sad and ask themselves:

    “What’s wrong with me?”
    “Did I make a mistake?”
    “Oh! I was much happier before?”

    You face the best of times and the worst of times.

    Don’t worry. These are mommy blues. A passing phase.

    Here’s how to fight back?

    Although best source of recovery is the support from your partner and family but this may not be practical every time. They may not understand your state of mind as a new mom.

    What to Expect from the Partner? I know, as a new mom, you yearn for a lot of emotional support from your hubby.
    But give him space as well. He too has just turned into a new father, handling very new things. And he may pin up a lot of expectations on you. But as a new mom you too, are unsure of yourself. However, being a man, he may not even understand what you are going through mentally and physically. Ground realities are always different from our thoughts.

    Stay calm friends, here you need a lactation expert. Take 2 or 3 sittings from her. Or talk to the gynecologist about the problem seeking a solution. She may help your partner understand your condition and help him cope with you.

    Talk to Friends of Your Age-Group. It really helps you realize that everybody is sailing in the same boat. And, it’s just a temporary phase.

    Allow Yourself to Make Mistakes. Don’t panic while making a mistake or failing to understand the child. Unless you won’t do that how will you be ever able to understand the kid? Proximity with the baby through thick and thin helps you get his or her habit as well.

    Be More Patient with the Baby. Small babies trouble a lot. Act maturely with them. Just think about their helplessness—they can’t express their feelings and problems. So, you need to help them, instead of venting out your anger at them.

    Move Out of the Homebounds. This is important as it helps to heal a lot. Even if it means going to a nearby shop. Also, move out with the little one for a nice evening stroll.

    Exercise Regularly and Correctly. Ask your doctor about this and learn the correct ones from her. Regular and correct exercises are good healer. You even get back to shape soon. Sounds exciting! Isn’t it?

    Pamper Yourself with a Good Body Massage. A new mom deserves this after a painful delivery. Continue the body massage with coconut or almond oils for at least 4 to 6 months. If you feel the need later, go in for a nice massage again. It takes time to recover.

    Relive Romantic Moments with the Partner. Well, that’s important. You need time with him. He too will feel better. Go out with him for a much-needed break. If there’s no one at home to take care of the little one, take him along.

    Don’t worry friends, beautiful experience is here to come. As days and months pass by, you’ll know your child more than anyone. It is a lovely feeling realizing you are a “window to the baby’s world.” Everything heals with time.

    Relish every moment of motherhood! It will never come back. Have patience and fight it out.
    Believe me! It pays beautifully, if not sooner, then later.

    I’m Daisy, a writer by profession and a globetrotter. Check out my latest posts  on http://daisy-kumar.blogspot.in/, follow me on https://www.facebook.com/daisy.kumar1 or twitter.com/daisykmr2.
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  • Fan Submissions: No Finesse Whatsoever

    Fan Submissions: No Finesse Whatsoever

    “Is this water or silicone based lube?” Mike questioned from the bed.

    I stared back at him from the bathroom sink. “Um, silicone.”

    “Oh, well I thought you couldn’t use silicone lube with silicone toys, something about it messing up the toy’s surface.” Mike responded quizzically.

    “Oh, Fuck. I don’t know.”

    I pulled the string of pale purple anal beads from the sink of warm water and pinched them slightly.

    “Pretty sure they’re just rubber.”

    My relationship with Mike grew out of a shared interest in spirituality, whatever the fuck that really means. I was searching for a way out of my vapid sorority saturated college experience and he was available, ready and willing to lure me into one of the strangest relationships I’ll ever know. So, what began as a bond formed over hot coffee and discussions of The Secret, turned into a weirdly fulfilling sexual conquest and bout of experimentation. It’s also what led to my ability to give one hell of a blowjob. I can say that with confidence because I probably gave the kid over 200 blowjobs. I was also taking tips from Sasha Grey videos. He unfortunately, ate pussy like a real amateur. No finesse whatsoever. He treated the whole ordeal like a medical procedure, nerve-racking and tedious. Nothing worse than revealing in a state of post orgasmic bliss and seeing your significant other’s face pull away from your pussy in twisted confusion and fear.

    Despite the excessive exchange of oral sex, our sex-ationship held an experimental element that resembled a Masters and Johnson type affair. Our sex had purpose, outside of meaning and intimacy, which it was virtually devoid of. We were pioneers on a sexual frontier conquesting through the use of sex toys, amateur YouTube videos and shared fantasies. Originally, it was all his idea. One night early on, he pulled out a drawstring bag from beneath his bed as I was reading a compilation of Buddhist fables. Without speaking he dumped the contents onto the bed, smiling coyly like some perverted Santa Claus delivering gifts on Christmas. Strewn across the red sheets lay brightly colored cock rings, anal beads, Velcro handcuffs, strange squishy blue dice with words that read “suck” or “pinch” or “kiss”, and a shiny egg-shaped vibrator. “My bag of toys, for you.” He remarked, playing even more into the perverted Santa Claus role. Truthfully though, I loved them all. Each toy brought on a new challenge. I became obsessed, in a way, with the excitement it provided. I felt empowered.

    I certainly had my own sexual interest too. They developed mostly out of watching consecutive episodes of True Blood. Something about the erotic subordination of humans during vampire sex that caused me to raise an eyebrow with investigatory excitement. The way this translated in the bedroom was far less fantastical. It involved Mike choking me during intercourse to act out the domineering role of a hollow hearted and sex driven Bill Compton. Most of our fantasies played out that way, providing fleeting enjoyment that fell short due to lack of intimacy.

    The relationship will always be memorable despite its lack of meaning. In its aftermath, it helped with many things. It led me to finally buy my own vibrator: fitted with ten pulsating speeds and a waterproof technology that really made bathing a worthwhile endeavor. I grew to know what I like; where, when and how. It made me comfortable to have sex with myself and ask subsequent partners to partake in what I most enjoyed. While the sex-ationship was doomed to collapse but in a serendipitous and realistic way, it’s moments were fun and exciting albeit also deeply embarrassing.

    “Ok, well either way, rubber or silicone, bring them over here.” Mike responded decidedly.

    “So the video said that if I put them in before I eat you out and then sloooowly pull them out as you’re coming, it will intensify your orgasm or something.”

    “Will do.” I replied laying my head back onto the pillow, closing my eyes and inhaling deeply. “Here we go,” I thought. The process itself was mediocre, as it usually was. A combination of inconsistent tongue flicks and infantile sucking that seemed more like a series of muscle spasms than anything else. Eventually though, through the powers of pelvic muscle tightening and nipple stimulation, I began to reach my plateau. I bore down into the bed, arched the small of my back and exclaimed hurriedly, “Ok, I’m about to come.”

    As the rush of feeling flowed through my lower half, I barely noticed the gentle motion of beads being pulled slowly from within my ass. And then … shit. Literally. I didn’t really smell or see anything but it became evident that female ejaculate was not the only fluid I secreted at that particular moment. Mike pulled away with force but surprisingly his expression was less exasperated then it was after most instances of pussy-eating. He rushed to the bathroom, beads in hand and quickly threw them into the sink. I laid there, paralyzed, and not in the post orgasmic way I usually enjoyed. “Did I just shit on the bed?” I thought to myself in a moment of sheer panic. I sat up suddenly and looked down. Nothing there. Thank god. The last thing I needed in that moment was to resemble a puppy caught in the act of soiling the Persian rug in the living room. Suddenly Mike reappeared.

    “Well, I’ve got to go to work.”

    “That didn’t turn out very well did it?”

    He smiled. “Could have been better.” He kissed me on the forehead. “Might want to let those soak for a little while.”

    I smiled back meekly, feeling my cheeks redden like I was in a Charlie Brown cartoon.

    After he headed out, I drudgingly walked into the bathroom. Still unaware of whether I had excreted shit on the beads, I tossed them into the trash. They really didn’t intensify my orgasm anyway.

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  • Fan Submissions: Leases and Lust

    Fan Submissions: Leases and Lust

    I was looking for an apartment and having no luck, and time was running out. The real estate agents just weren’t showing me what I needed. After going through three brokers, a friend of mine introduced me to a very professional-looking agent who seemed to know her stuff. She wasn’t hard on the eyes, either; she had long hair, an athletic figure, enormous tits, and wore a business suit and glasses. We had a good chat and set up an appointment for some viewings, and she said she’d pick me up in her car.

    I was annoyed on the day of the viewings when she texted me and said she was “so hung over” and needed a few more hours to get ready. I wanted to get this over with in the morning, as I had a busy day. Anyway, there wasn’t much I could do, so I just waited. She showed up with all apologies, and an outfit to match. Her tits were popping out and from her hair to the high heels she looked sexy as hell. I started to feel less pissed off pretty quickly.

    The apartments she showed me were good, and it didn’t take much time. She was also a bit of a flirt and kept asking if I thought the bed would be big enough. As she was driving me back, we approached the intersection to my street and she turned the wrong way.

    “Um, I think you made a wrong turn,” I said.

    She replied, “You have to go back so soon?”

    “Well, I guess I have time for a drink.”

    “I was hoping for more than that,” she said.

    I was a bit confused here, but she gave me a leading look with her eyes. I figured it was best to let her drive and see what happens.

    After a few turns, we ended up at the first apartment we’d looked at, and she coolly motioned me out of the car and to the front door. She opened it with her key and we walked inside.

    I started to say “Didn’t we just —,” but she spun around and put one finger over her lips to say “Shhh”. Before I could react, she grabbed me by the shirt and put her soft tongue in my mouth while pressing her hard body up to mine. I’d had a massive hard-on since the conversation in the car, and she unzipped my pants with one hand and began stroking my cock. I unbuttoned her shirt and began sucking the nipples on those huge tits, while she threw off her glasses and pulled me to the bed. “I want you to lick my pussy,” she said. This was definitely a woman who knew what she wanted.

    It took a few seconds to get her clothes off, and I was playing with her tits when she pushed my head down to her waist and then to her pussy. It was shaved in a landing-strip style and looked very inviting. “Kiss my pussy, baby” she whispered. I didn’t hesitate, but put my head between her legs and began licking her clit and her pink, juicy pussy lips. I could feel her rolling her head from side to side and her hands in my hair, begging my tongue to go deeper. After a few minutes she pulled off the rest of my clothes and we settled into a reverse 69. I really wanted to put my cock between those firm, bulging breasts, but I wanted to wait. Her pussy tasted good and I wanted to see if my cock liked it too.

    She was writhing and moaning, and I didn’t wait for her to say “Fuck me”. I switched around and spread her legs wider. With a smaller girl, I’d have started slow, but with her I just thrust my cock into her dripping pussy and began fucking her hard and fast. She was making a deep moaning sound and I gave her my finger to suck on. Her legs were wrapped around my waist and I was going in deeper and deeper.

    I could tell that she was a girl who liked to be on top, so I slid out and laid down. She gladly accepted the invitation, and sat down on my cock while keeping her feet flat on the bed. I played with her tits as she pounded downwards, taking in my whole shaft. She came at least once, but this was a girl who did not get tired, so I just laid back, enjoyed, and kept it hard.

    The bedroom had two large mirrors on the walls, and I wanted to see myself fucking her from behind, so I switched places with her and turned her around. She arched her back and gave me the tightest, juiciest looking ass I’ve ever seen. I grabbed each ass-cheek and shoved my cock into her pussy again. I soon moved one of my hands up to her hair and pulled it back, while wetting the other finger in her mouth and sticking it in her asshole. “Do it,” she said. “Do it”. So I took my cock out of that tight, smooth pussy and stuck it into an even tighter hole, holding her slim waist as she rocked back and forth to take me all the way inside.

    I finally had to cum, and I hadn’t forgotten those tits. I laid her down and put my cock between her sweating breasts while she licked the head, thrusting back and forth. When she said “Cum on my face,” I couldn’t resist.

    My friend who introduced us called me later that day. “Did she show you anything nice?” he asked.

    “And then some,” I said with a smile.

    “Have you signed anything?”

    “Yes,” I replied. And I knew just where I’d left my signature.

     

    Andrew Slade is a thirty-something expat who divides his time between China and SouthEast Asia and the West. He’s a man’s man who generally knows what he wants, though he doesn’t mind being surprised. When not working, he enjoys a good glass of whisky and the company of a lady of interest.

     

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  • Fan Submissions: Hottest One Night Stand on a Tropical Island

    Fan Submissions: Hottest One Night Stand on a Tropical Island

    My last significant birthday before I turn 40 is dashing towards me faster than when Santa gives Rudolph a whip on the old but cheek on Christmas Eve.  The loneliness of being on a tropical island the size of the state of Indiana can be  overwhelming at times.   With only my third date in six months, I am feeling an intense pressure from within to ensure this date does not end in just an “I had fun. I will call you.”

    This tiny land mass  I live on, surrounded by The South China Sea, is flooded with insanely hot women.  Each one of them is more petite, and more sensual than the next.  The women make a god-awful slurping sound  when they slobber down their bowl of beef noodles, and  sound like annoying mice when they talk at times.  But, that is all forgiven when they look as hot as they do in their tight little mini-skirts.  Not being able to get much more than an occasional hug from these tiny beauties has left me feeling way more frustrated than a 16 year who just can’t convince his girlfriend to give him a hand job.

    The spring-time afternoon in Taiwan’s centrally-located city of Taichung had already passed both of us by on a whirlwind of a date.  This was a date that was loaded with non-stop sexual innuendos.  With the old and disgruntled taxi driver blaring opera music in the front seat of his car, I had my arm around the waste of this amazingly beautiful 30 year old Japanese/Taiwanese ballerina named Yuli.

    I could feel how relaxed she was.  I could literally sense her heart melting for me as no more words even needed to be said.  The suspense leading to our first kiss could not have been built any higher.  It was time to take action.   I glanced into her eyes.  Our lips softly came together, her arms squeezed my shoulder blades, sending chills down my spine.  I noticed through hands-on exploration that her panties immediately became SOAKING wet,  and uncontrollable sexual urges were shredding through both of our fully-clothed for now bodies.

    When I noticed how wet her panties were, I jokingly said “I suppose I should go home now.”  She grabbed me by the shirt, and used her tongue to massage my left ear for what felt like an eternally erotic moment.   My sword was rock-hard already.  That was when she said “ Not before you F**K me!!”  I pretended to refuse the proposition a few times. I finally agreed to come “F**K HER!”

    The taxi driver in the front-seat had done what most Taiwanese people do in completely awkward situations.  He just pretended like nothing was happening.  I appreciated his willingness to adapt to this  situation of carnal desperation.  After Yuli whispered her invitation, I knew this was the kind of offer that could not be contained in the confines of my tiny apartment with paper-thin walls that neighbors can hear my every move.

    I was planning on making this girl “remember me.”   We both agreed that our bodies were way too hot for normal circumstances and we needed to go to a Sex Hotel.   Sex Hotels are extremely popular in Taiwan.  They are also exactly what the name indicates.  It is a place that people go mainly to just have sex for a few hours.   The remaining five minutes in the cab were extremely suspenseful.  We both called a “truce” on touching each other.  I think this was the only way to prevent us from giving this taxi driver an unwanted show.

    Welcome to The Sex Hotel

    The longest five minutes of our life finally ended when the driver dropped us at the door of our “2-hour” rented hotel room.   The room was astonishing.  It came fully stocked with a sex swing, hot tub, and of course a  big-screen for porn.   I felt like the pressure was on me to give this chick the ride of her life.  So, we both jumped in the shower for a quick rinse and scrub down.   Her breasts were beautiful, her nipples were hard, her ass was tight.  Everything about her physical appearance was incredible.   I shut the water down to the shower.  I grabbed her hand to gracefully help her out of the shower.

    That was when I hoisted her up with her legs wrapped around me.  Our naked bodies pressed against each other with the hottest kiss of my life.   I carried her right to the bed with the porno being played in the background to add that extra bit of raunchiness.  For the next  120 minutes, we rolled around, slapped, bit, sucked, swung, spanked, spooned, lifted, kissed, pressed, and did every possible sexual action until one of our final remaining moments together.

    I unleashed all of my man juice on her in one final explosion.   It felt like every short skirt I looked at, every arm brush, every hug, every girl in the gym I flirted with, every tiny Taiwanese girl I fantasized over, all dashed into my head before the final eruption.  Her entire body was covered from shoulders to her waste-line.

    It was a release I will never forget.   The phone rang indicating it was our time to check out of the hotel.  An amazing feeling of completeness rushed over both of us.  No more words and not even any more kisses were exchanged.  We both went our individual ways after that night.  It was an amazing that I still think about.  Sometimes, it is better to just go out on top.  That amount of emotion and passion could have never been repeated between the two of us.  I am thankful we both realized it so quickly.

    Joshua Dent

    Joshua Dent was a typical corporate America drone banging his head off the desk trying to get ahead in “Corporate America.” Now, he is an English teacher living in Chungli, Taiwan.  He also enjoys doing stand-up comedy, blogging, hiking, and exploring Taiwan in his free time.  And, of course, he also loves checking out Taiwan’s “eye-candy.”  You can check out his blog at http://wanderingwildman.com/

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  • Fan Submissions – The Headhunter

    Fan Submissions – The Headhunter

    I’d been looking for a job for about two months, and things were pretty tough.  When a Headhunter called me for an interview, I began to think that there was finally some light at the end of the tunnel.

    I arrived for the interview in my best suit and ready to impress.  I was on time, but had to wait about 45 minutes.  When the Headhunter – “Therese” — finally called me  into her office, I was greeted with the coldest bitch-face I had seen in years, and not even a smile or a look in the eye. “Sit down,” she said.

    The first thing Therese told me was that she had already filled the position, and that she had allowed me to come in for the interview to “do me a favour”.  She then asked me a few questions about my CV before telling me she was “super-busy” and that I had to go.  I walked out of the office, fuming.

    A few days later it was Friday, and a friend of mine, Steve, pushed me to go out to the bars to get my mind off things.  We went to the usual place and then decided to try somewhere new.  We walked in, and almost immediately I saw Ms Headhunter hanging out with a few friends, holding a martini glass and pretending to laugh. “F*ck,” I said to myself.  She was the last person I wanted to see.

    It was a fun place and everyone seemed to be getting drunk.  After about an hour I was getting the next round at the bar when, sure enough, I saw Therese next to me.  Obviously she knew I had noticed her, but I completely ignored her.  It was taking a while to get our drinks, and she finally said, “You interviewed with me on Wednesday.”

    “Oh yes. Hi,” I said indifferently.

    I think she expected me to kiss her ass, and she was a bit shocked.  My drinks came and I went away. I  noticed, however, that although she may have been a cold bitch, she was actually a pretty hot one too.  Her tight work outfit showed a nice feminine figure, with her tits looking perky in her pink blouse.  I could also see the outline of a thong through her skirt, sliding between two peachy ass cheeks, which turned me on.

    I was a bit surprised when, about half an hour later, she came over to me and started acting like we were “friends” and asking me about how my week was.  I didn’t like her very much, but her personality seemed to do a 180.  At first, she came over to me about every half hour under the impression of getting a drink, but then it was every fifteen minutes, and then she just sort of stayed next to me.  I couldn’t tell if she was trying to apologize, was horny, or drunk, but I didn’t care.  It was a loud bar, and she was talking in my ear and rubbing her lips against my skin every time she spoke.

    By closing time, we were kissing in the corner, and her friends had already left.  Steve gave me a thumbs-up sign and took off.  Without asking her, I just took her outside and got a taxi, and we both went back to mine.

    Therese had been rubbing my cock for the whole taxi ride, so when we got back to my place we started right away.  I pushed her up against the wall and pulled her hair back as I kissed her neck.  She spun around and grinded her ass against my cock, lifting her skirt so she could feel my hard bulge up against her skin.  I teased her a bit and then spun her back and lifted her up.  She wrapped her legs around me and I could already feel her wet pussy.  There was no way we were going to make it to the bedroom, so I put her on the couch and we got the rest of our clothes off.  Her tits were perfect, just slightly bigger than my hands, and her whole body was clean and hard, with a waxed pussy to top things off.

    I tore off her thong and was fingering her while sucking those hardening nipples, when she grabbed my hand and put two fingers inside her fast moistening pussy.  She was massaging her clit and I got the message, so I slid my tongue down to lick it myself.  “Oh f*ck, that feels so good!” she screamed, and I kept licking and fingering till her pussy was sopping wet.  It was now time: this girl needed to be f*cked.

    I could tell that she was the type who wanted to be f*cked from behind, so I set her up and without warning thrusted my cock into that dripping pussy.  She turned her head back, and her long hair hung halfway down her back – just right for me to pull.  “Yeah,” she said, getting more and more into it, “Slap that ass”.  I slapped it and continued f*cking her hard and fast.  I didn’t want to show any mercy with this girl, and she didn’t want it either, as she moaned and shouted, “Make me your bitch, make me your f*cking bitch!”  My cock rammed into that tight, juicy pussy again and again.

    After a while, she collapsed with her head down on the sofa, but I wasn’t finished.  I rolled her over and she gave me a dirty smile.  “Give me that cock”, she said, and sat up, taking me full into her mouth and throat.  I pulled her hair away from her face and made her suck harder and faster.  I knew I had to cum, and finally, with my hand on her breast and her hand on my balls, I just let it all go, while she sucked me dry.

    When we woke up the next morning, she put her hand immediately on my cock and said, “So do you forgive me for being such a bitch?”

    “Yes . . . So are you going to help me get a job now?”

    “First things first,” she said, as she stroked me and tossed her hair back.  I guess I’d passed my second interview!

    Andrew Slade

    Andrew Slade is a thirty-something expat who divides his time between China and SouthEast Asia and the West. He’s a man’s man who generally knows what he wants, though he doesn’t mind being surprised. When not working, he enjoys a good glass of whisky and the company of a lady of interest.

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  • Fan Submissions – Coitus Lover

    Fan Submissions – Coitus Lover

    Been a while since I really had mind blowing intimate coitus with my girlfriend.  I could tell she was getting bored too.  Not that we do not have great sex , but after the oral and different positions (well how many position can you go, it’s not like both of us are porn stars), we decided to go to the next level.  We are not that bold to start swinging, because we respect each other and we believe in monogamous living and making love is both an emotional and satisfying process.

    Imagine if we just had sex without the pre-coitus foreplay of flirtation, which led me to decide on getting some nice exquisite lingerie and toys.  I have a few ideas in mind and lingerie is my priority.  Ah, the decision making process during my purchase was a wild ride, like a mad hatter having a conversation at the tea party.  It boiled down to a comfortable lacy type with an easy access to the forbidden fruit.

    Now comes the presentation.  Me being the hopeless romantic, wrapped up the lingerie gently surrounded with lovely chocolates in an eye catching box, which even seduced me, and I was ready for the next level.  A strange thought came to my mind.  Aren’t your lover’s bedroom apparel seductive enough?  I mean, did the cotton panties and brightly coloured bras make you horny even before hitting the sheets?  Will she be offended?  Being in an Asian society, was love making just involving both to open up, get it done with and close it shut?  Hey who cares!  It’s me that’s transmitting my alpha male testosterone and on the receiving end is a woman who enjoys the way I give it to her (Chest Thumping Action).

    The end result was a notch up experience for us, she was over the moon about the whole process from presentation to the final act, and I was richly rewarded with being chosen as the mating partner.  Hmmmmm, shall I edge up a little more with my next adventure of using a sex toy or should I still rely on my little Miguel who deserves a mention.  Ah… Coitus the whole package is part of life, enjoy it albeit safely though.

    Coitus lover

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