First Blood

This is gonna be a short one.

I was watching this clip of a Singaporean girl having sex with her boyfriend (or fling?). Actually, she's riding him.

So while she's enjoying herself, she blurted, "Pain ah?" Now at this point, I'm assuming that the guy had made some facial expression which has led his girl to that question. I'm also assuming that this guy subsequently denied that accusation because the girl continued grinding her pelvis against her guy's hips.

I was watching this clip enthusiastically (Alright. I was drooling, ok?) when that guy in the motion picture gradually stopped his girl and guided his dick out of her pussy. He then remarked:

"Eew. I see blood. Eeew..! I see blood..!"

What a puss!

Bad Day

Where is the moment when needed the most
You kick up the leaves & the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to grey
They tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carryin' on

You stand in the line just ahead of the law
You're faking a smile with the coffee you go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces everytime
And I don't need no carryin' on

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile & you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down & you really don't mind
You had a bad day

Well you need a blue sky holiday
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carryin' on

Sometimes the system goes on the brink
And the whole thing turns out wrong
You might not make it back & you know
That you could be well oh that strong
And I'm not wrong

So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh you & I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

You had a bad day
You've seen what you like
And how does it feel for one more time
You had a bad day

Author's note:

I know this has derailed from what I usually write. But I must say that this is a great song for those having a bad day, especially when you're not appreciated for what you've done.

Hey! People with high libido can drop tears too, ok?

Live It To The Fullest

This should be a short entry.

I've been thinking about this for the past few days and finally came to an answer - Sex is necessary.

Or should I say, sex is vital. And I'm not saying this from a pervert's point of view.

I'm sure you've encountered people who would advocate working out as part of a healthy lifestyle. The same group of them would have said that exercising can reduce stress. You'll become alert. You'll be happier. Even when you're at the foot of a hill, and you see shit snowballing towards you, you tell yourself, you will survive.

I beg to differ.

Yes, it's true that working out can do all that. But without sex in the equation, you won't be alert for long. You will be happy only for a short span of time. Eventually, you'll suffocate and drown in that pile of shit.

I'm also sure that you've encountered people who would save their virginity until they get married. And I mean an official marriage, not the customary ones.

Now, if you see a bride smiling widely during her wedding ceremony, and she still claims that she's a virgin, I'm telling you, 99% of the time, she's lying. For those who are still saving your precious virginity for marriage, please have sex in time before you slump into depression.

Trust me, with sex, you'll be smiling even if you die young.

Shall We Dance?

I used to frequent places similar to Velvet Underground, Asylum & Gotham Penthouse.

Nope. Not because I like to dance. I dance like an ostrich, so please don't overestimate my dancing abilities.

For those who still haven't guessed it, I'm an alcohol-lover.

(Alright! Alright! I'm an alcoholic!)

I haven't been visiting those places for the past two years due to a couple of reasons - National Service commitment, never-ending work & lack of cash.

However, one of my girl-friends started to work in a pub as a dancer only recently, and she seeked for my support. Now, she used to give me the impression that although she's outgoing & vivacious, she'll never learn how to dance.

It's not her cup of tea.

But I got a pleasant shock when I decided to drop by that pub one night.

There she was, scantily dressed, walking towards me with a smile.

"Hey! You're here! I thought you wouldn't come!"

(Woah. I've never seen her dressed like this in our previous dates. Good thing I decided to drop by tonight.)

And so we began to chat over glasses of Lychee Martini & some other liquor which the bartender mixed. He refused to reveal their names or contents.

All the time she was leaning towards me, pressing her sensuous body against me, teasing me by occasionally brushing her breasts across my arms, allowing me to hug her by her bare waist, squeezing my thighs with hers...

She did it all to turn me on. Damn. Now I truly understand the meaning of "see no touch". I felt really horny but awkward at the same time - a friend who always portrays a girl-next-door image now become a sexy kitten.

What she did later sizzle the dancefloor. I've always admired female dancers. Not because they always catch my attention with their tube tops, miniskirts and an occasional g-string, but how confident they are in their own skin.

Every move she made on that billard table blew my mind away!

Well, to cut the chase, it was a no-sex night. As sexy as she was, she's just not ONS or fling-oriented (Not that I'm looking for one though).

Let's see how things work out in future...

Mother Nature

Firstly, I'll like to apologize for keeping everyone waiting, especially HB & Casanova. HB, here's a kiss for you. Haha! Well, Casanova. I guess a simple 'sorry' will do or else you'll suffer from erectile dysfunction for months.

I've always strayed on the topic of PDA (ie. Public Display of Affection) and realised that I've only touched on the staircase - be it the shopping mall or any random HDB block. And that's the most uncomfortable place to have sex in!

Many would say that the most comfortable spot for PDA is in a car. The larger the vehicle, the better. Well, I don't own one. That is why I prefer the park. With all that greenery and fresh air, who could resist?

I can clearly remember that date with my then-girlfriend. We were strolling in this particular park, enjoying the breeze and privacy. Minutes went by and we were already kissing on a bench. My hands waltzed into her blouse, stroking her back admist all the passion. Hers went to cosset my thighs.

I was necking her when she can't help but to massage my groin area. I unhooked her bra and lifted her top. My, her breasts looked so sexy under the moonlight. "Darl, I think someone is coming. They might.. Gasp!" She was abruptly interrupted as my tongue swirled around her nipples.

Yeap. Someone will come later that night.

I wasted no time and deluged one of her love cherries while cupping the underside of her other breast. "Darl.. Gasp.. What if.. Walks by.." She pleaded through her teeth. "Gasp.. Walks.. By.. Calls the.. Police.. Wake the n-neigh.. Ooh.."

"Just enjoy this moment, baby." My fingers sneaked into her g-string and explored her most intimate area. Yes, it was wet already. Her hands roamed around my groin area for awhile before she undid my pants and reached into my boxers impatiently. I stripped her of her last defence and slither along her thighs before sliding my fingers into her. She let out a moan, then more moans as she groped for my manhood.

My dick was urging me to plunge it into that most forbiddened spot but I thwarted that idea as I put my girl into the most awkward position of her life. With one leg hanging over the back of the bench and the other straightened over the seat, I bent over and savoured her pussy. She mumbled and heaved while she rustled my hair, puling my head nearer to her. The distance between her thighs shortened. She bucked whenever I licked her clit.

Soon, I got up, carried her, and laid her down on the grass behind a tree. My pants came off. Boxers too. I wanna do this fast. It's still a public area after all.

I mounted her. Missionary style. She tried so hard to keep her voice down as I glided in and out of her. It felt warmer below our waists as I humped her. Her pussy suckled on my dick as if it was one helluva blowjob.

Soon after, her thighs grew taut and it all ended with me unloading onto the ground.

Sex, like Mother Nature, can be destructive and reproductive at the same time. I only see the thrill in it.

Wet Ration

Well, it's the famous V-day! Saw a couple of lovey-doveys on the streets hugging each other so tightly as if it's the end of the world. One can imagine what's gonna happen next - Roses, chocolates, dinner.

Then sex.

Oh. Chocolates. The gift of choice. They're sweet items which'll melt so nicely in your mouth and run so smoothly down your throat.

Now that reminds me of pussy-licking.

I used to only finger girls, thinking that that's already enough for them, looking at the way they writhed and moaned while I slided my 2 (or 3) fingers in & out of their love-caves. Then one day, the idea of cunnilingus struck me after I watched a Korean porn flick.

Instead of questioning why those Korean girls react so strongly to tongues flicking around their pussies, I asked, "Why not?"

So, while engaging in foreplay with one of my ex, I decided to head south. After cat-bathing every patch of her skin, I made my way to her tummy. Sucking around her belly button got her into the mood. I traced her thighs with my tongue, paying attention to her inner thighs.

My, she smell so good!

And so I was licking her right thigh, inching towards her pussy. I got really close, breathing down onto her vaginal lips as she arched her back slightly, bringing her wetness towards my face. I waited for a couple of seconds before proceeding to her left thigh.

She moaned louder. I sensed a mixture of despair & high anticipation in her. She squirmed around so much, trying so hard to get her pussy to touch my lips.

Or vice versa.

Well, I continued teasing her until she almost gave up. Then I surprised her by covering her pussy with my mouth, flicking my tongue inside. She twitched with excitement as I explored her warmth, tasting her juices. Now she's really audible. Rubbing her feet & calves on my back, she slowly hugged my face with her thighs.

And she's really wet! I tried to dry her pussy by licking it faster, sucking up as much love-juice as I can, flicking my tongue in & out of it. But no avail. I adusted my focus to her clit and slowed down. Still using my tongue, I massaged her clit in a circular motion, not forgetting the area around it. I can hear her breathing through her teeth. Keeping her clit red & swollen, I did what I used to do. Sliding 2 fingers into her pussy, I sucked her clit gently.

It become apparent she's cumming anytime. I fingered her faster, harder & deeper. Moans turned to muffled screams within seconds. Her thighs got taut.

She came. After taking a few breather, she opened her eyes & gave a satisfied smile.

One can only imagine what's gonna happen next.

Clue: She came more than once that night.

It's About Time

Damn it. I haven't been having good sex for 6 months.

You could rebutt by saying "Think 6 months is long? Try 2 years!" Tell me about it. To me, 6 months is still 6 months.

6 long months.

Ironically, my luck with girls has improved. I joined this particular GLC after resigning from a local company last Sep, and I'm constantly surrounded by female colleagues. (Given the nature of my current job, it's natural that I'll be surrounded by girls)

Furthermore, given the nature of my job (again), I get to meet lots of other people. Esp girls.

Damn it. I really must grab this chance to bonk an office girl soon before my dick burst into flames.

Anyway, this is going to be a short entry. I'm typing this from my office desk & I'll be off to an engagement party later. I'll be dead drunk & let's hope I wouldn't wake up stark-naked beside a nude guy.