Saturday, February 28, 2009

My big-breasted mum - part 2

Mr Chan then started talking in a foreign language which sounds like Thai and Chan2 translated for his brother. He told her that her body was beseiged by imps of the netherworld and he would remove them by inserting magic "Yang" needles into her body. As she had too much Yin in her, she would have more needles in her than most women. Mr Chan then took a an assortment of black needles of various lengths and started inserting them into her body.

He put 2 needles in both her calfs then told her to spread her thighs as he then proceeded to lined her inner thighs with tiny black needles. As she spreaded her legs, Chan2 could see her black panties and I swore that he drool at the sight of that. Mr Chan then instructed her to remove her blouse as he had to place the needles on her back and shoulders. Reluctantly my poor mom slowly unbuttoned her wollen blouse and took it off her. As she did, everyone else in the living room was clearly having an erection even though I was 13, the sight of my mother removing her top to reveal her large brassiere-clad breasts was too erotic a sight to behold.

Here was my nearly-drunk mom, Mrs Ng dressed in only her pink bra and skirt, her knees poles apart in front of strangers and getting ogled by her son. Chan2 then started cracking jokes and my mom laughed nervously. As Mr Chan inserted the needles into her back, she squeled and all Chan2 could do was tell her to bear with the pain and offer her more stout to drink. At that point, Chan2 even joked that he was hoping for Mr Chan to instruct my mom to remove her bra so that he could place needles in her tits, but unfortunately Mr Chan was too professional for that.

After Mr Chan had placed all the needles into my mom's body, he started chanting and burned a large folded green talisman at the tip. Unlike most chinese shows we watched on TV, he soaked the half burnt talisman in a bowl of water and took it out before offering it to my mom to drink. After my mom downed the concotion, he instructed that he will remove the needles. When he removed the needles from her body, my mom's entire body was visibly more relaxed and she started to slip into a dull conciousness like she was on drugs or after smoking majurana.

When my mom bent down to pick up her blouse on the floor, I had a noseblood dripping view of her wonderful cleavage. Her large breasts were encased in that tight black cotton bra she wore that were both undoubtedly dying to be released. Before she could button up her blouse, Mr Chan took her hand and led her and Chan2 into his room. I wanted to follow in but Chan2 told me that my mom needed to be revived and told me to wait outside while he locked the door.

Confused and eager to see what those 2 lecherous men were doing to my poor innocent mom, I glanced around the room and saw that there was a empty panal on the top of the door where a piece of glass should have been. I then took the tallest stool I could find in the house and peeped inside.

My mom was sitting in the middle of a messy bed while Mr Chan and his brother sat on both her sides. Chan2 then asked why my mom was buttoning up her blouse and my mom started laughing in a very spastic manner and said it was cold. Chan2 retorted that she was crazy because its actually very hot and on that started to remove his own clothes. My mom giggled and said "Really? I guess you are right, its actually quite hot in here. Ok..." and removed her blouse on Mr Chan's request.

Before she could even fully take off her blouse, Mr Chan grabbed by her small waist with placed her on his lap. My mom yelped in protest but was silenced when Mr Chan simultaneously planted his mouth on hers and started kissing her. My petite mom struggled and tried to push him away but Mr Chan was too strong for her. After a while, she relaxed and even started kissing him back. Chan2 now in only his briefs walked over and sat behind the kissing couple. He used his right hand to knead her bra-clad breasts while he snaked the other between her tighs and dissappeared into her skirt. Chan2 then started whispering to her on how sexy she was and how big her breasts were.

Mr Chan stopped kissing her and starting sucking on her neck. In between sucks, he joined his brother in telling her how great a fuck she was and she should fuck them to avenge for her husband's infallcies. Though my mom kept saying "No, please stop...", she contridicted her words by arching her back and grinding her hips against Chan2's hands and Mr Chan's groin. Mr Chan laughed that she was such a tease and unsnapped her bra. My mom panicked and swing her hands behind her to resnap her bra but Mr Chan was too quick for her. With one swift pull, he grabbed her bra and threw it out of the opened window.

Seeing that my mom staring at the window with disbelief and her breasts exposed, Mr Chan started sucking on her right breast while Chan2 tweaked her nipples. Instead of fighting them, my mom started to smile and was clearly enjoying the attention these 2 men were giving her funbags. My mom's face was flush and with each tingling sensation they were giving her, she started moaning with delight.

Chan2 then removed his underwear and started jamming his dick into my mom's face. Instead of turning away with disgust, I was surprised that my mom obeyed and opened her mouth to suck on his dick. As she tried to stand up to reach for more of Chan2's dick, Mr Chan's hands went into her skirt and pulled down her black ( and most likely soaked) panties till it was left hanging on one of her ankles. He pulled down his stripped shorts and then slided my mom down onto his erect member. He then jerked his hips heavenward and his dick impaled my mom's cunt with loud slapping noises. In order to hang onto her, he latched his hands on my mom's breasts, kneading them and tweaking her nipples. If not for the dick in her mouth, she would have been screaming in delight. Man it was a hellava sight, seeing your babelicious mother getting fucked sitting up and having her mouth full with another man's dick.

Chan2 couldn't take it anymore climaxed. He slammed involuntarily into her face as he unloaded his hot cum in her mouth. My mom choked and made gurgling noises as Chan2's dick went all the way to the back of her throat. After that, Mr Chan laid her on her back and started to fuck her missionary style, sliding his dick in and out of her cheebye as he held her legs up in the air. He then took his dick out and yelled at his brother to get a condom for him. Chan2 went over to a nearby drawer and threw him a packet.

He slid the condom over his erect penis while my mom was trying to vomit out the cum in her mouth. He went behind her and lifted her by the hips and he slided into her from behind. My mom wailed in agony and delight as he doggy-fucked her. He slammed his dick into her cunt many many times before he let out a cry of relief and yelled "Cheebye" over and over as he climaxed.

After that, the 3 of them dressed up and I went back to the couch. They came out and my mom went to the toilet and dress up before taking me home.

Friday, February 27, 2009

My big-breasted mum - part 1

This story is taken from sammyboyforum

When i was 13, I was stricken with asthma. It got so bad that I couldn't participate in P.E classes. To make matters worse, my parents would often quarrel due to my father's philandering ways. I never could understand why my father would look for other women when he had a living wet dream of a wife at home. (I would later find out from my mom that his unfaithfulness was due to the fact that she had worked as a masseur before settling down and that he couldn't handle the fact that she had slept with so many men before him)

In 1992, she was a young woman in her late 20s. To imagine my mom then, you have to picture a woman with long hair cascading down a slim but rather disproportionate figure. This was because standing at only 1.58m, she had a very petite frame but with very large (and thankfully firm) breasts. Currently she is a C cuppa but in her hey days before removing her implants, she was almost a D. For some people who could look beyond her physical assets ( . ) ( . ), she has a rather disarming and cherubic smile to the point that she actually looks innocent. Personnally, then she had the face of an angel but the body of a very short but big-breasted devil. =)

Being a very devout Taoist and a very generous person, she would often donate money to the point that it hurts. Perhaps she is trying to undo any bad karma she might have reaped by being a masseur. She loved and still loves me and Dad unceasingly as she was an orphan by birth and we are her only family. However, as great as her love for all people is, her biggest undoing would be her gullibity and readily belief in all things paranormal and the supernatural. It did not help that she was also and still is an air-head. If she was caucasian, she would most definitely be a blond bimbo.

To find a cure for my asthma and her relationship woes with my Dad, she seeked solution and solace in religion. That was how a Mr Chan and his brother (which I would name Chan2) came into the picture. Mr Chan was a chinese medium who had spent a couple of years as a monk in Thailand. He was reputed to have vast healing powers and could excocise all kinds of demons. Therefore on a fateful Saturday night, she would bring me to his flat somewhere in Tiong Bahru which will forever change my life and my perspective towards women.

Went we entered his dirty little apartment, the first thing I noticed was that our patron God the Goddess of Mercy's idol was on the far left of the row instead of the centre and amonst that row were hideous idols with contorted faces. In the centre and lit with a red glow, was a large idol of an unknown horned deity with disk-like eyes and sharp teeth. Mr Chan himself was a short and bald middle-aged man who still reminds me of B-ge who stars in many Hongkong movies about gang triads. He was unabashed when he opened the door in only his shorts and on his chest was a tattoo of the same horrendous deity that he placed in the centre of his altar.

I could see that he had been drinking and had a fazed look. However his drowsiness broke into a leery smile and I followed his gaze towards my mom. She was wearing a baby blue wollen blouse and a short denim skirt. The hemline of her skirt was slightly above knee level and hugged her cute little bottom perfectly. The top was made up of a thin wollen fabric and was stretched due to her large boobs. When she bent down to remove her heels, Mr Chan's eyes widened with glee at the panaromic downblouse view of my mom. At that moment, he looked exactly as his disk-eyed deity.

Mr Chan then introduced his younger brother Chan2 to us in the kitchen and they showed us around their 3 room flat. Chan2 was a skinny fellow and slightly taller than Mr Chan. When my mom saw porno magazines strewn all over their coffee table, she blushed and laughed it off by saying those were illegal in Singapore. Mr Chan then remarked that he gives a copy of these to his clients at every consultation. Oblivious to my mom and me, the 2 of them must have been ogling her from behind as they showed us their flat.

Mr Chan, Chan2 and my mom then went over to the table to talk while I was asked to sit on the couch to watch TV. I overheard Mr Chan telling my Mom that the reason why my Dad found her undesireable and my asthma was because one of my Dad's mistresses had placed a curse on her. To be rid of the curse, he must force out the "naughty" imps in her body by using his magic needles and she has to follow all his instructions in the ritual or something bad would happen. All my
mom did was nod her head at everything he said and listened intentively.

While Mr Chan got prepared by setting up the ritual altar, Chan2 went to fridge and got my mom a can of stout, telling her to drink it as she might experience pain during the ritual. My poor mom gasp at that thought and drank up the stout. Mr Chan then got into a trance-like state by shaking his head and repeating incomprehendable verses over and over again.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

A little holiday with Rebecca Part 4

Early next morning, I woke up with an empty space beside me. Mae must have slipped off in the middle of the night while I was faraway in dreamland. Her smell still lingering on the pillows and sheets.


At 10am sharp, the butler sent up a tray of English breakfast before declaring that I should get ready to leave in an hour's time. By the time I got ready, I was quickly and quietly ushered into the waiting white BMW. Stretched comfortably inside is Rebecca. She smiled and gave me a wink.


As the car started to turn away from the mansion, I turned and looked forlornly at the mansion. I might never see this place again. The finest experience of my life.


R: "Missing it already?" (laughingly)

Me: Huh? Well, you know.... (smile)

R: You did enjoy yourself, did you?

Me: Yes, I did. Thanks for inviting me.

R: (waved her hand at me) Its nothing. So what did you missed? The food? The service? The wine?

Me: Well... the place is so beautiful and the vast forest.... was wow, you know.

R: Haha! And the girl?

Me: Oh. Eh... she is fine too. (embarrassed)

R: Just only fine? (eyes wide open)

Me: Okay, okay... she is more than fine. She is good.

R: Ahhhh... I see. Better than me??


At this point of the conversation, Rebecca part her knees wide enough to reveal to me she is not wearing any undies beneath her dress. Exposing herself fully to me but not the chauffeur as she was tilted in a certain angle.


R: So..... Is she better than... No, wait... What is she called? (she swirled a finger in her mouth)

Me: Mae.

R: Okay.... So is Mae that good? (she pulled out her finger and placed it between her legs)

Me: Yes..... (gulp)

R: Really? (the finger goes deeper)

Me: ........

R: Better than me? (and deeper....)


To reply that, I quickly pulled her on me and gave her a deep kiss and pulled her on my lap, with her sitting astride me. Not caring whether we are giving a free show to the chauffeur, she started humping on my lap. From Malaysia til reaching Singapore.


What a joyous ride!!

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

A little holiday with Rebecca Part 3

I woke up the next morning with Mae's blowjob. She is really good at it.



After she had her "breakfast", she brought me mine in bed. A good full American breakfast. As I tucked in, she said she would get prepared and dressed for lunch and suggested I dressed casually.



After I placed aside the empty plate, I took a long bath, still thinking about last night. I was dressed in my Polo Ralph polo tee and a casual Nike slacks when there was a knock on my door. I opened it to find Mae dressed prettily in a dainty yellow sundress that ends at her knee, holding a picnic basket. She asked me whether would I like to go on a picnic with her. Since its been a long time since I picnic, I know I would love it.



We walked out into the forest, gratefully with trees that shaded us from the afternoon sun. She found a little patch under a huge old tree and laid the mat across and set up the food while I took a short stroll slightly away from the patch. All around me was trees, trees and again trees. When I went back, what I saw was a spread before me. There was roast beef, grilled salmon, chicken salad, bread rolls, fresh fruits and two bottle of prenium red wine. I am so being pampered.



After clearing most of the food and the wine, she and me laid down taking a short nap under the tree. Slightly after 4pm, she woke me up with a kiss and started to undress herself. The sight of Mae's body shone under the sunlight and the thrill of making love to her out in the open in the day had me so turned on.



So had she as I had to stifled her screams by pressing my mouth against hers.



Later, we slowly strolled back to my room. She suggested we go and take a dip in the swimming pool before dinner. She went back to get her bikini and to meet me at the swimming pool. When we was outside the house, we met a few couples but I never saw Rebecca.



Mae reappeared wearing a little bronze bikini. I was glad there was quite a number of couple either by the pool sunbathing or in the pool swimming. Otherwise, I think this will be the next place I take Mae again. Not that anyone cared actually. We did a few leisure laps before going before to my room.



In my room, there was already another bottle of the finest red wine. As I was already rather heady with the earlier drinks and the late afternoon sun, I decided only to have a tiny bit. As I lay on my bed with myself propped up and swirling my wineglass. Mae decided to entertain me by dancing and twirling herself around the bed post used as a dance pole to silent music. As she stripped down to bare, I grabbed her and pushed myself on her from behind. Her shreks and giggles turned into moans.



After that, she went away again, promised to turn up at my door at 8pm. I took a little nap again. All this sex was amazing but happily draining.



This time, the dinner was also fantastic. As it was the last night, I was actually debating to skip the dinner and spend the time with Mae. But I couldn't be rude to the host hence I went. We was served Braised Leg of Lamb with Herbs and Spices and Broccoli and Avocado Salad with citrus vinaigrette, ending with a absolutely delicious Peach Soufflé. I saw some of the guests was missing, Rebecca included.



After dinner, the host thanked us with a toast. Some of the guys retreated into the library but most of the guests went back to their room. As I did, I saw Mae was already naked on the balcony admiring silently at the night sight. I took her from behind at the balcony and one more time in the showers before we laid sated across the bed.



My last thought was I really don't want to go home...



To be continue...

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

A little holiday with Rebecca Part 2

At 8pm, me and my escort, Mae went down for dinner in the grand dining room. The dining room looks like it could fit a hundred guest comfortably instead there was about 30 seats at the long dining table.

Most of the seats are already filled up. Mae quickly shown me to my seat before smilingly disappear from the scene. I was seated directly opposite Rebecca who I had difficulty looking at her. I feel a little guilty that I had another girl sucked me under the same roof as Rebecca when it was she who brought me here. On my left, seated a prominent US actress (whom I shall not name) all decked in diamonds and rubies. On my right, is a prominent well known politician (whom I shall not name as well). I quickly scanned around. Most of the people here are either rich or famous or both. All influential. 15 ladies and 14 gentlemen. Well, except me.... (at this time, I was awed and felt a little self conscious). What was I doing here?!?

I would love to rattle off the names of guests I saw that night if not for the fact, I was swore to secrecy by Rebecca before the trip. I am a man of my words. So zipped my lips goes. But I could still tell you my experience.

The dinner was almost wonderful if not for the fact, it was French food. In small quantities. Made to look like an art instead of food. But it was delicious. The Confit d'Oignons (some soup that looks like onion) was heavenly. So was the main course Trout filled with Salmon Mousse. And their dessert Crème Chantilly au Bourbon (Vanilla Whipped Cream with Bourbon) left me speechless.

After dinner, the host announced that drinks will be served at the library for the gents and at the drawing room for the ladies. I didn't know that their rooms are named just like the English. Nevertheless, I manage to slip a peck at Rebecca before she scurry on following the rest. I would actually love to retreat back to my room for a rest as the road trip and the blowjob surprise left me a little weary. But I saw how this was the chance to mingle with the rest so I quietly follow suit.

Brandy, whiskey and wine was served. I glued on to my favourite - red wine. Managed to chat up with a few and exchanged namecards. Wonderful contacts. I had a guy even asked me to call him up if I ever want to switch company. At eleven, the host announced he is retiring to his room and the "usual practice is still on at the same place". As I tried to figure that out, one of the guy that I made small talk with Mr Shipping (since he is in the shipping business) reassured me and prompt to follow him. I did.

Every guy was walking and strolling along out of the room into the back garden where at the side of the house there was a small entrance leading down towards somewhere of a lower ground. And below was a bathhouse! A huge jacuzzi surrounded by open space and open sky. Mr Shipping indicated that we should take off our clothes and exchange them for a tiny white towel just enough to wrap around the waist. One by one, all of the guys popped into the jacuzzi.

I was about to close my eyes and enjoy the stirring vibrations of the water jets when some of the waiters appeared and silently placed drinks of what we exactly drank in the library beside us. How thoughtful! With my head thrown back and sipping my wine, looking at the starry night. THIS IS LIFE! But the peace was interrupted when some of the guys exciting exclaimed something. I sat up and saw a group of young nubile naked girls, some caucasian, most of them mixed blood standing at the edge of the jacuzzi. Is this for real??? At this point, if you don't believe I won't blame you because I couldn't believe my eyes as well.

One by one, the girls took their place... One with each guy. Then I say Mae, she went and slipped into the water beside me. Ahhh... these girls are the guys' escorts. Mr Shipping looked at Mae enviously. Mae is indeed quite attractive. Face of an angel yet body of a devil. Her face had the look of an innocent 16 years old but her body is truly fully developed into a woman's. I couldn't tell what race she was. Just like the others, she is mixed blood.

Mae started to rub her body against mine and slipped her hand below my towel. And when she wrapped her fingers around my manhood, I almost groan aloud. I quickly looked around me. Some of the guys had their girls sitting on their lap, pumping away. Some of them are in a corner making out with just their heads above the water. Two couple are already in action, screwing each other in full view of others on the floor beside the jacuzzi. As my fingers worked their way with Mae's nipples, Mr Shipping commented that I shouldn't worried about about my lady friend, Rebecca. As he put it, "You see, she will be enjoying the same treatment as you are getting" with a wink.

Mae then sat on top of me, impaled by me and started to go up and down slowly in the water. I glanced around worryingly for the last time and saw half of the guys had retreated back into the comforts of their rooms. Mae saw my look and she laughed and bring my face with her two hands and guided my mouth to one of her nipples as she pumped even faster. I grasped for the last time as I spurt into her warm comfort. She slowly led me out of the water and bought two terry bathrobe for us to put on.

We made our way back into my room. And well, I did made good use of the bed........

To be continue...

Monday, February 23, 2009

A little holiday with Rebecca Part 1

Okay, this entry is going to longer than what I expected so it is going to be written in parts.

I had taken a little trip with Rebecca to Malaysia on Friday afternoon. She had that smile when she asked me to take leave on Friday and come along to a party of her friends' in our neighbour country. She promised she'll have me back in Singapore by Sunday.

With transport provided to and fro, free great wine and booze plus networking with prominent people will do great on my profile. I agreed immediately.

On Friday afternoon, I was picked up by a white BMW with Rebecca already sitting comfortably inside. I threw my overnight bag into the trunk and off we go. About Malaysia, I know little about the geographic of that lovely country as I have not venture much with my car. Besides, I prefer Thailand or Bali to do my budget shopping or to relax. So I was quite blur to say where I was heading after I left Johor.

4 hours later with my butt a little sore from sitting in the car, we have reached a quite secluded area. I could only see trees and trees and more trees. Rebecca explained that vast plots of land are owned by her friend. Up to a winding road, stood an old mansion almost hidden by tall trees. I got a bit worried. I think I must shown it in my face. Rebecca looked at me fondly and told me not to worry, we are quite safe here.

Once in the mansion, my tense muscle relaxed immediately. The huge wooden door opened into a total different world from outside. From the outside, the mansion looks old and tired and seriously a bit like a haunted house. But inside, you could see no expenses was spared. The walls are like as if painted in gold, shone bright yellow. Under my feet are plush maroon carpet. Over my head are giant chandeliers that sparkles around the huge waiting room. And fresh roses and lilies and tulips are placed in antique looking vases. I feel like I am in the lobby of a 5 stars hotel like Marriott or Ritz Carlton.

A butler promptly announced our arrival and shown us to our rooms to freshen up. I was wee bit of disappointed that Rebecca and I was not arrange to share a room together. Worse, our rooms are quite a distance from each other. I could register her slight dismay at this arrangement.

The butler left me in my designated room and informed me someone will arrived shortly to escort me to the dinning hall this evening. I had to pinch myself, the room is a dream. Decorated with supreme taste, the wallpaper are in rich burgundy and soft plush green carpet. At the side, a huge oak wardrobe that is huge enough to put in at least one thousand of tailored suits. At one corner, placed a comfortable looking arm chair with velvet cushions. In the middle, laid a king size bed with English Century's four bed post. I walked around and throw open the doors, leading towards a generous balcony separated by vines to allow privacy from other balconies. WAH........ This is impressive place.

Am I glad I agree to come....

It took me less than an hour to take a quick shower and I quickly dressed in a recently bought Hugo Boss suit (thanks to GSS). I am not sure how Rebecca's friends are going to dressed but she did warned me that dinner are formal affairs at all her friends' home. The livelihood of the riches.

I am pretty sure if I wear a suit to Aysha's place for dinner, she and Andy will think I am going bonkers. Haha!!

At 7pm, there was a gentle knock at my door. That must be the person who the butler mentioned that was going to escort me to dinner. I opened the door and was surprised to find that standing before me is a raven hair girl that is a head shorter than me with flawless skin with dreamy eyes, dressed in a white halter gown with her smooth porcelain like back exposed til her rim of her cute perky butt.

She smiled nervously and explained quickly in a hushed tone that she was to be my escort until the end of week. Quickly, she stepped in and closed the door behind her. I remember looking in bewilderment as she kneeled down in front of me and unzipped my pants and took out my manhood. The next thing I knew, there was sucking sounds and soft moans. I admit I did come a little too quick as I was totally taken by surprise here... and the sight up her head bobbing up and down is enough for me.

To be continue...

Sunday, February 22, 2009

High Sea Party

Rebecca threw a wonderful party over the weekend. Being wealthy and lots of time to oneself have a huge advantage. She love to throw monthly parties. And her parties are well known among her rich peers.

This where she will spend a week of her time to arrange for a venue for her party, a caterer, a suitable menu, food, drinks, band or DJ. As she explain to me, there will be ladies from her tight little social circle dressed in gorgeous expensive gowns and their partners usually their lovers to the party. She doesn't usually have a partner with her and usually hire a male escort for parties but she feels that I might like to have some fun since work has not been fun for me. Its my honour to attend.

Decked in Armani grey suit, I was picked up by Rebecca's chauffeur. She hired him just for the party. Sole purpose is to drive any drunken guests home if they happen to make themselves a nuisance.

Not surprising to arrive at Marina Bay where the party is held at a yatch borrowed from a friend. I had thought it was a big party but all I could see is that only 2 couples have arrived and on the deck making small talk. One of the crew directed me towards one of the room where Rebecca is preparing herself.

Reaching her room, I could see she is doing some last minute touching ups to her make up. She smell heavenly of Gucci's Envy. I snuggled up to her back and bury my nose to her neck and breathe deeply. I love ladies who smell nice. She had her hair bun up and encased in a delicate web of tiny pearls. As I turned her around to admire her choice of dressing, I was really amazed how the floor length dress hug her figure just nicely, not too tightly til it is obscene. Her dress is made up of light shade of gray and pink flowing sheath. Although her neckline is rested up to her collarbone, her back is exposed to nearly the top of her rounded butt.

As I breathe in another deep breathe of her scent, my hand romped upon her butt, squeezing lightly.

"Do I look alright?"

Her question made me chocked with laughter. With her wealth and her social circles, she still need confirmation from me. I wished there was time to take her there and there but guests are pouring in and she is the hostess.

After we sailed off at 8pm, the total headcount was only 5 couple including us. Most of the ladies are below thirty and their partners are way younger. Rebbecca moved me around the room, introducing one couple after another. One couple is a bony white Indonesian Chinese lady adorn with a lot of gold on her and her Caucasian lover. Another is a lady who is Japanese and her toy boy who is also Japanese. And the other couple is a lady that looked like mixed blood and her lover who is a African American. The last couple is a lady who look the oldest among all and also looked fake (Rebecca reveal that she had plastic surgery all over her) and a toy boy who looks barely 16 years old.

With people like this, there bound to be havoc and I was right. I shouldn't go into too much details. But we were in international waters, there was champagne and some illegal substances. Very soon after 3am, expensive gowns and suits were abandon and lewd games were played. There was some activity of switching partners but I only have lust for Rebecca, and she me. The Japanese lady tried her ways with me but I was kept mainly exclusive to Rebecca. All of us had some wild abandon sex on the deck out in the open. Screaming ecstasy into the high wind. With only moon and stars laying their lights upon our naked sweaty bodies.

Only drawing sunrise did couples one by one retreated back into designated room to wake up from their stupor. By mid noon, I was back with two feet firmly on the ground.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Rebecca and her Gift

Rebecca is totally besotted with me. She will want to meet me every single day for lunch. Last Friday, I met her over drinks in the evening and she wore a really sexy little black number with plunging neckline where you could see her puppies bounced with delight as she took another breath or walk another step.

We met at St James Power Station for some light evening drinks when she slide me a little box wrapped in a rose coloured paper.

R: For you..

Me: Huh? What for?

R: For being nice to me. For being a friend.

Me: Friendship has no price, Rebecca.

R: I know. Something to say I appreciate you.

She insisted that I keep the present and not to open it until I reached home. After I bade goodbye to her at St James Power Station, I tore the wrapper and open the box to reveal a IWC Da Vinci Chronograph watch.

Later Andy reveal to me that he doesn’t think Singapore carries this model.

On Tuesday as I met her over at Raffles Place over lunchtime to thank her for her expensive gift, she slides her hand across and pulls me over to plant her lips firmly on mine.

R: There… You thanked me.

Me: Er….. (Blush)

R: (smile)

Everything went haywire from them. We had to find a isolated multi storey carpark in the midst of office buildings and humped our way to sheer orgasm in her BMW. There and then I discover her breasts are the real thing, no fakes.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Rebecca the Client

Sigh! Its been a month since Ms Devil and I broke up. I have been avoiding the places where we used to hang out. Couldn't bear to see her hanging off the arms around other men, I suppose.


I haven't been blogging much not really due to her but due to an extremely unfair workload piled on me by Ying - my superior. Love and work are lost on my end here but suddenly, like I am a new baby plunged into a new world. While I am taking my flirting skills out of the closet, someone sniffed me from far away and starting to sharpen her claws on me.


I am talking about my latest client - Rebecca.


Now Rebecca is slim, a bit tipping on the skinny side with a perky butt and oh boy, a pair of boobs to drool over. She is not someone you'll call hot babe however, she has interesting features that would make someone want to look at her again and again. like Nicole Kidman. Not sizzling hot but gorgeous in her own way.


Often as I met her over lunch meetings, I would actually wandered my eyes over to her cleavage. I suspect that such a skinny girl wouldn't have such natural big boobs. Might be fakes. But the way they bounces as she moves and the way pressed against the blouse til the buttons will popped if she takes another deep breath... makes me take my breath away.


After a few meetings, I found that she is not very rich up there. Meaning she is not very bright. She makes a lot of horrendous financial mistakes, investing in things she doesn't even know or heard about. She just either close her eyes and sign or she trust her gut instincts too much.


However, she has plenty of cash to spare. If she didn't invest a single cent, never splash her money away on her hideous shopping spree and put everything away in the bank, I bet she could be a little missy millionare. Her mother was an Indo-Chinese ran away when Rebecca was really young, leaving her in the hands of her remaining grandfather would adore her like hell and rich like hell too. He sent her to Singapore for studies and she love in love with the little city here and decided to migrate over when she reached 21 years old. Just after a year of migration, her grandfather passed away, leaving her with everything in his will, causing displeasure among the rest of the survivng family members. Just as well that she has moved over here.

How I know so much?? She rather spend her time discussing her life story than to go through her financial portfolio with me.

However, throughout all the meeting, each and every time, she tries to test her limits with me. At first few meetings, I thought she was just being over friendly and flirty. Now I am convinced she wants me. Especially after yesterday, she took my hand and pressed in upon her bosom to "feel her heartbeat" because "she thinks she has a bad heart and need my advice to see if she should consultant a specialist". Human heart are not even located in the middle of a cleavage!!!

Then she called me late last night, telling me that she had a very bad dream about losing her money over a bad financial mistake. And by the time she halfway describling her dream to me, it has turned into a really soft porn dream.

I did not meet her today even though she did called me up in the early morning to check my schedule. I did have other clients lined up. She simply refused to hang up until I promised to squeeze her in on Friday afternoon.

Let's see what she has on her sleeves.

This should be amusing.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Oh Olivia!!

Olivia, Olivia what am I going to do with you?

She turned up unexpectantly yesterday night. Drunk as hell. She was wearing a pair of blue demin shorts and an over sized white man shirt. Her hair is wet and her make up smeared. Her shirt was not properly done up thus exposing her pink nipple playing peek-a-boo.

Fortunate for me, Ms Devil was not sleeping over yesterday. Otherwise, hell would unfurl.

I got no choice but to invite Olivia in. She promised to stay on the sofa while I called Geraldine for help. Geraldine answered the phone in a super sleepy sexy voice. I hung up after she promised to rush down to my place immediately.

The moment I turned around, there she was. Still on the sofa. But naked. Strewed across the floor was the remaining of her clothes.

What can I do? I am a full red blooded human being. I got so aroused that I could feel my manhood straining at my boxers. Olivia is really sexy. And with that attitude of hers, its impossible for any guys to resist her. Unless they are gays of course.

I walked over to the sofa and she pulled me towards her. Very soon, she was rubbing her nubile body against me. Me in my boxers only. Gosh! She rode on me with my boxers still on, manhood still safe within the thin cloth. She is acting as if I am in her, making wild sex. My manhood is straining and begging to be released.

I did not know how long she continued her act and I continued gritting my teeth while in a dreamy state. The moment my doorbell buzzed, she got up and got dressed and act as if nothing happened and open the door for Geraldine.

Geraladine sensed something is wrong, she gave me a puzzled look over however she did not asked much and brought Olivia home.

As for me? Relieved that I do not consider that as cheating afterall I did nothing to participate nor encourage. And we did not have sex.

In the end, I took a cold shower.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Boobsy Wendy and Ms Devil

I had drinks with Marky and Andy over at St James last night. Both of them (my very good buddies) figured out I am in some deep shit. Here goes the conversation...

A: Bud, you look love stuck, man...
Me: Me?
M: Yeah, dude. So you mange to bonk her?
A: Then you get her out of your system.
Me: You are talking about Ms Devil?
A: Who esle but her? Look, I know she is gorgeous and sexy...
Me: Plus good in bed..
M: (groan) but ain't it too early for you to give up the whole jungle for a single coconut tree?
A: (his turn to groan) Well, look... Marky's right.
Me: Oh please.... I am not saying I am giving my status or anything yet. Plus she knows what kind of guy I am.
M: When is the last time you bed other girls other then her...
Me: Ehhh....
A: Since way before Vday man. He was getting over Ms Slutty.
Me: Oy!!! I wasn't in a relationship with her.
M: Prove it, man.. (nodding towards something)

I looked into his direction and right into his path was this enchanted creature. Very pretty, very boobsy. Her boobs alone could be the centre of attraction. I bet she could balance a few books on that perky puppies. Already just by looking at her, my desire starting to awaken. She seems to sense that all 3 of us are staring at her. She gave us a grin and started to walk over.

She: Buy me a drink?
Me: Sure. Whatcha having?
She: Sex on the beach.

That does it. We kept piling her with drinks and she kept entertaining us with her butt humping our legs and her pressing of her body on us. Even Andy got the special treatment from her.

At the end of the night, Marky left with another girl he picked up at the bar counter. Andy went home to his Aysha while my duty is to send her home.

Wendy was dead drunk by the time we walked to my car. I had to let her puke her guts out before letting her into the car. Meaning I was standing aside watching her kneeling over a drain for half an hour.

Lucky for me, she lived very close. Within 15 mins, we got to her block of flat. The moment the car stopped, she was all over me like a slut. Her boobs were freed from her tiny top and daggling inches from my face. I could smell alcohol, sweat and her perfume. She pressed her breasts to my face and I have to pushed her away to catch my breath. Damn! I am almost suffocated by her puppies.

Without thinking, I pushed her out of the car and made my way home. In my mind, I was thinking of Ms Devil. I got to my handphone and instructed her to make her way to my place. Within minutes, I was freshly showered and with a glass of red wine in my hands, waiting for Ms Devil to turn up.

She turned up dressed in a tiny tee and shorts, looking weary. I drew her into my arms and made love with her. Gosh, I am willing to give up the whole jungle because of her. I gave up the boobsy girl. I gave up the chance to fuck another conquest.

All because of Ms Devil. What power she has over me....

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Starting with Ms Devil

Since V day, I and Ms Devil had been over the phone on and off for a few days. Keeping my phone lines jammed. So much so Millie is complaining that she couldn't get through. She is threatening to come home the very next time she couldn't locate me on the phone. I think she is just plain jealous that I have found Ms Devil. Haha!

I feel Ms Devil isn't the kind of girl that I could fuck and run. If you ask me whether she will be turning into someone serious I too can't put a finger to it. She is special. special in her very own way.

During the few conversations we had, she knows I am a Casanova by nature and I kept a detailed blog about my sex adventure. Somehow, I just felt like I need to be truthful to her. She didn't really kicked up a ruckus about it. She just asked to keep her name out of it. In which, I have done so.

We met for dinner at Suntec yesternite and then proceed to Esplande for a cool walk down the river. Her hand in mine, I felt blissfully happy. Ms Devil is very good conversationlist. And her laughter just seems to capture the wind. Letting it swirl around my ears.

I think I am in love!!!

We ended up in my apartment with very very satisfying sex. We had it continuously for 4 hours non stop with neither of us feeling exhausted. The satisfying part is seeing her brown curls on my bare chest and her eyes drooping off to a soundless sleep, her beatiful long legs curl up at the side, her slender arms wrapped around me.

And I though maybe I couldn't have the chance to bring her home. You see, Millie is supposed to be home for Chinese New Year. And when she is home, she'll stayed over at my place. Of course, great sex included. But with her around, I couldn't possibly bring Ms Devil home. She is not into that kind. Besides, I wouldn't want to share her at all.

Fortune smiled upon me and Millie did not come home instead her parents flew to London to see their precious daughter. Millie of course was in a panicky mood (hence the threatening to come back immediately if the phone is engaged again) and she had to put her parents up in a hotel far away from BBB's place. Her mother can never know she is dating a Caucasian, she will kill Millie out of inheritence. Plus that BBB is a good for nothing.

So I got Ms Devil to stay with me for a few night as both of us had the whole week off. Yes, we are celebrating Chinese New Year in our own style.

Monday, February 16, 2009

The V Party (part 2)

I was making small talks with Ms Devil when I first learned her name but I will still called her Ms Devil here. Apparently, she lives quite near my place and she works as a childcare teacher. Its hard to imagine what a hottie teacher she will make. How fortunate are her students. She said teaching is her passion and she adores small kids.

Eleenia is kept busy throughout the party. While spinning music, Mr DJ was making eyes at Eleenia. Which he is the one of the many few to do that. I guess with all the music he has been spinning, he must be quite deaf in his ears to put up with eleenia's incessive chatter. When I told that to Aysha much later, she warned me that Eleenia could very be my future cousin-in-law.

Then in the midst of food in my mouth and listening to the smoothing tones of Ms Devil's voice, Geraldine came up to us and nudge me out of Ms Devil's listening ears. Olivia is missing in action. We had forgotten about Olivia in the heat of the action and now when everyone has more or less settled down and things are running on their own, then we realised not one of us had seen Olivia for the whole night!!! That is the fourth heart stopping moment - she is suppose to get us DVD entertainment!!!

Geraldine tried calling her on her mobile phone but unable to locate her. Fortunately, one half of the gay couple had suggested to play games, drinking games. So like a bunch of teenagers, we said around on the rug and started playing Truth or Dare which in the later part of the game moved into more X-rated Truth or Dare. (no clothes was shedded in the game just too much information)

By the end of the evening, Olivia was still nowwhere to be found. The gay couple and surfer dude left much early. Eleenia was found snogging with Mr DJ on one of the armchair. Marky was slow dancing with Geraldine. Andy and Aysha was finger feeding each other with left over food and whispering sweet nothings to each other. And Ms Devil was snuggling with me on the rug side by side, both of us were exploring each other's personalities and likes and dislikes.

There was so many heart stopping moments, I thought I would died of heart attack. Neverless, I met Ms Devil, know her real name, properly introduce myself and most importantly, exchanged phone numbers.

I'd say the party was a success!!!

(btw if any of you are wondering where Olivia disappear to... she reappear the following afternoon sheepishly forgotten everything about the party. She drunk at Double O and spent the night at some guy's pad.)

Sunday, February 15, 2009

The V Party (part 1)

The party had some heart stopping moments...

Firstly, Geraldine almost forgotten her important role of inviting Eleenia thus freaking me out big time. Lucky for her, Eleenia felt honoured enough to say yes immediately and did not suspect a single thing when Geraldine specifically ask her to bring along her cousin.

Everything went well as planned. The food Aysha and Andy prepared was super delicious. We all thought that Aysha will call in food delivery but she ended up doing everything together with Andy. I did laughed over the phone when Andy reveal to me that Aysha pulled him into Borders on Saturday to buy a few recipe books. Haha!!!

Marky brought along with him, a DJ who happened to look like a bit like Tom Cruise - Chinese version, a Singapore Channel 8 actress (she begged us not to reveal who she is and refused to take any photos with any one of us. Big deal!!), a gay couple who is famous around the arts circle and a sufer dude who really looks like he came directly from the beach with his tanned body in a singlet and broad shorts.

Then second heartstopping moment - Mr DJ forgot to take his collection of CDs!!!
This left him to choice but to go back home to collect it. Just as Mr DJ is about to leave and we were worried that other guests are about to arrive, Marky remembered that Mr DJ did brought along the CD file but left it in his car. Phew!!

Geraldine really knows how to deco. The whole living room is transform into a love heaven. Instead of what we thought to be cheesy nightclub looking red and plushy look, she went straight for pink and white as theme colors. There was baby pink heart shaped cushions thrown over a white fluffy rug. The lighting was dimmed to perfection. There was hugh white candles and vases of white and light pink roses. The petals of the white and pink roses was scattered all over the floor and rug. One of her armchairs is draped with pure white sheepskin. The other one is lined with pink and white feather boa. She managed to get streamers in baby pink and silver glitters. The results very innocent heavenly look she achieved.

The third heart stopping moment - Ms Devil turned up in person.

She was decked in a pink halterneck and a pair of white jeans with her brown curls bunched up into a pony tail. A sight to behold. She smiled shyly as she seemed to recall who I am and very much looked like it was a delight surprise to bump into me here. Little does she knows.... Keke!!

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Preparations of catching Ms Devil

Eleenia is giving me the hard way to get through to her cousin and I don't even even know is it 100% Ms Devil.

Geraldine had a wonderful idea.. She is going to throw some sort of Valentine's Day party at her place so she will invite Eleenia and her cousin. We got excited talking about it and decide to go for the idea. I ask the guys out to help out the preparation. We had a meeting over coffee at Starbucks last night.

Andy and Aysha would be in charge of the food. We discussed on whether to have a sit down dinner or a buffet. In the end, it was a pass around tray food kind of thing where you will eat finger food while talking to someone else and tapping your feet to the music at the same time. Aysha promised it will be a bit of fusion mix. (Read: Japanese sushi + Western pastries + Chinese dim sum).

Marky. He is in charge of inviting people who are interesting. Mixture of life and such. He is very good at it. I have been to some of the wild parties he threw at Aussie. He brought stars, actors, wannabes who just brought the house down with their extreme partying ways. He is also in charge with music. He thought of inviting one of his friend who happens to be a DJ. See, he know everybody.

Geraldine will be deciding on the deco. She will provide with lots of furry red cushions, feather boas, lava lamps, heart shaped candle holders, aromatherapy stuff. Especially the party is held at her house. She will be going shopping this Saturday to buy all the necessities. We decide to make her living room as cheesy as possible. Haha!

And me? Besides turning up in my best. I am also in charge of getting everyone drunk. I am the booze man. I will pick my selections from the finest wine to the hardest liquor.

Oh boy, I can't wait.

Millie sounded a tad disappointed she is not in Singapore. She is complaining alot about her BBB now. Like how his habits begin to irritate her instead of amuse her. How she is losing her identity to him. how she got no friends over there. How bloody cold the weather is. How British people can't swear properly. Even reveals that she intend to break up with him once the next available guy comes along.

I know Millie. She is a big softie at heart. She won't do that to BBB even if he beats her up.

The moment I put down the phone with her. Olivia calls me.

O: I heard you guys are throwing a bash.
Me: Yup.
O: Am I invited?
Me: Huh? We don't need to invite you, Olivia. You live there, remember?
O: Then why the fuck am I not in the preparations?

Good Point.

We didn't thought of including Olivia in the first place. I mean she will be there of course. She lives there with Geraldine. Geraldine thinks that Olivia is a bit too undependable to rely on her to do any particular task.

Olivia sulked big time. She whined and she begged. After consulting Geraldine, who is deafen by Oliva's screaming. "She whines to you but she screams at me" We decided that we'll need to have after dinner entertainment. So Olivia was assigned to pick some love cheesy movie DVD as after dinner entertainment. This will be where we will laugh our heads off while sipping our poison of the night and couples could snuck in the corners of the room for some lovey dovey make out.

With this task bestowed to her, Olivia immediately went to movie frenzy and started to source out for the best and most suitable titles.

At least she is happy. Because she didn't know this was derived from Geraldine and my idea to catch Ms Devil.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Eleenia's cousin

Millie is right. I am behaving like a teenager. Hahaha!

Guess what?!? I come across Ms Devil again. And this time I did not let the opportunity slip away. But woe on me that I have to get to her the HARD way.

Through Eleenia.

My friends know by now how I am head over heels with Ms Devil. Somehow, I got a blurry picture of her in her devil's costume taken that night at the party. Marky managed to get the host of the party to impart some of his precious photos of the parties to us. Although he did get a shot of Ms Devil, he did not know who she is.

Its as good as a lost cause for me.

My friends started to joke around on how to get her attention from placing an advertisement in the Straits Times to putting up a Friendster with her photo (quote Aysha: Everyone has a Friendster except you!!! Where did you come from? Planet Pluto?!).

I placed her blurry photo on the wallpaper of my laptop. Okay, okay its cheesy. Hey, I figure that if I stared at her photo long enough perhapes I could get over her. Perhapes, perhapes.

Ms Devil, Ms Devil, where are you.....

Then I went out with Geraldine last night. I met her at Starbucks at Holland Village with my laptop because she wants to borrow it to check her emails. Olivia is hogging her pc at home with her gaming.

G: Who's she?
Me: Nah. Noone in particular.
G: Seriously....
Me: I don't really know for sure.
G: You don't know her?!
Me: Er........... (Scratching my head in embrassment)
G: Wahaahaahaahaa!
Me: What you laughing at??
G: I know who is she already....Hahaha!
Me: You do? (Eyes open wide)
G: Yup and I am not telling. Hahahahahahahahahaha!
Me: Oh Come on!!!
G: Nope. Hahahaahaha!

I got her to reveal to me who Ms Devil was. Geraldine couldn't be 100% sure but she did says that Ms Devil looks like Eleenia's cousin. Shit!!!!

I fucked Eleenia before.

Shit!!! I know how sensitive girls can be. I do not want Ms Devil to be turned off by me even before I get to know her real name.

Ms Devil had visited Eleenia at the office a couple of times, that is how Geraldine came to find Ms Devil's face familiar. But to get to Ms Devil, I have to go through Eleenia first. Ewwwwwwww! Geraldine refused to dig out more information for me because she had a catfight with Eleenia recently. And I refused to wait for the next time Ms Devil to show up at her office. God know when???

I got Eleenia's phone number from Geraldine and called her to try my luck...

Me: Eleenia, erhmm... its Karl.
E: Ooooooo, Karl darling. How nice is it for you to call me...
Me: Yah.. Its like this. I got to know that..
E: Hold on, sweetie. I need to get the next caller to hang up.
Me: Okay... (tapping my fingers on the table impatiently)
E: Back to you. I'm so sorry to let you wait. I was on the phone with my cousin and you know how girls like to talk and gossip and stuff.....
Me: Your cousin?
E: Uh huh. You know, we are kinda of close to each other. Like sisters, yah.. and a lot of people says that we are like sisters too. Although, I am a lot prettier than her. In fact, my relatives like to compare her and me. And I just love the attention. Of course, she never did mind. I don't think so anyway. That was when even we are both small.... You know, there was one day, one of uncle even said that both of us should.........
(Gosh!!! How could I ever forget how irrating that Eleenia could be...)
E: Then I went on to SIA desipte my parent's worries. I thought it is a good exposure for me, you know. Plus I get to shop around the world. Have visited Paris? So nice so pretty. So much shopping to do at so little time for me. And I get huge bonuses and handsome guys as my colleagues. On other hand, not really that handsome ,you know... Sometimes, I get passengers who are much more....
Me: Eleenia, I would like to meet you cousin. (There, I blur it out)
E: What for?
Me: Long story. Could I?
E: Meet me. We'll talk.
Me: Would you bring her along?
E: I'll see if she is free.

And she slammed the phone on me. GREAT!!

What do I expect?? I just fucked Eleenia and avoid her. Now I call her up to see if she could intro her cousin to me.

I fucked up big time. This time.

Well, at least I know Ms Devil is Eleenia's cousin and she sometimes popped up at Geraldine's office. Now I just have to wait patiently for her to show up. Geraldine has already promised to do the works for me.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Oooooo Ms Slutty

Just sent off Millie to the airport yesterday. She is going back into the arms of her BBB. Her parents tried very hard to get her to hang around til Chinese New Year. But she prefers to go back and when the time comes she will fly back again. I think they just agreed with her. Especially now the situation is so tense.

Millie had a huge huge argument with her mum who is holding the purse strings. Her mother wants her to settle down with me within this year. Yes, her parents still think we are a couple. Millie who was in a bad mood that day due to her PMS, was spoiling for a fight. So both of them was screaming their heads off. The lucky thing was that I was not there to witness the horrifying scene.

After that, Millie just slammed the door to her mum's face and stalked to my apartment. She did not go back to her parents place and went on crashing into mine til she could find the next ticket to London.

Ms Slutty called me in the middle of the night just as I have reached home after seeing Millie off. She whining over the phone, wanting to get me to drive down to Zouk to pick her up. I refused, making some lame excuses my tired brain could think of. I went back to bed. The next minute I know, my condo security guard called me saying a half drunk lady is looking for me and refusing to leave. I went to meet a half crazed woman with her skirt hiked up to expose her butt and screaming vulgarities to the amused guard.

I have to half carried half dragged her back to my place.

She reward me for my effort by giving me a very good head. Really very good. She really knows what she is doing, man. Got to give it to her. I suspect she was acting tipsy but instantly forgive her as she was releasing the stress that was building up in me for the whole week. Work sucks!

She even cook a mean breakfast this morning in just her bra and thongs. I woke up to the smell of eggs and fried bacon instead of waking up to sex. I wandered into the kitchen and there she was half naked with the frying pan. My manhood immediately awoke and demanded attention. I couldn't believe I actually humped someone over the stove. I came behind her and just pulled away her thongs and aim neatly.....Wham!!! In he goes.

Breakfast was forgotten as we did another tumble between the sheets.

But as usual, girls want more.......

She: You got steady?
Me: (mumbling as I was eating her breakfast)
She: Do you have a girlfriend?
Me: Nope. (Already guessing where this conversation is heading)
She: Why not? You are an eligible bachelor, what.....
Me: (groan) Not interested....
She: Is it because the girls in past were not interesting?
(When she sense that I am ignoring her)
She: I can be very interesting..... (There and then, she dropped whatever top she is wearing and thrust her big boobs at me. I sat there transfixed as she dropped herself onto my lap.)

Breakfast was forgotten once again......

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Ms Slutty & Ms Devil

Christmas Eve - The first thing that comes to mind is parties.

Just this month alone, I have been invited to 7 Dinner and Dance, 3 preChristmas parties, 5 Christmas parties, 2 post Christmas parties and 6 ( and still counting) NYE parties.
I have to turn down 50% of them due to heavy workload or because I can't be in 2 places at the same time. Even if I am David Blaine.

My Christmas Eve 2006 - A small homely Christmas bash was thrown at Aysha's place where we gather around to sample her burnt turkey and uncooked mashed potatos. First time I got to see Andy in an apron, nearly freaked me out. My good buddy has become house-husbanded. HAHA! All together 5 of us good friends finished 3 bottles of red wine in the early evening and headed down to MOS for some happening time.

We spent some more time drowning ourselves silly with alcohol when Andy nudged me at the ribs to signal me to look over his side.

Ms Devil!!!!!!!!!

She was dressed in really tiny skirt and high boots, swaying side to side to the beat of the music. Surrounded with friends, you can tell she was having a high time. I am so memerised by her brown curls and swaying motion that I did not notice someone was tapping my shoulder to get my attention.

I turned around to face a very (seriously it was VERY) slutty looking girl, tapping her finger on my shoulder.

Me: Har?
She: You are XXX rite?
Me: Nope. Got the wrong person.
She: Oh. (pause for a while) Wanna dance?
Me: No. Not really. (The fact is that my eyes was glued tightly to the swaying ass of Ms Devil even though I was talking to perhapes the most sluttish looking woman I have seen in my life)
She: Oh, comeon dance with me!

Since she was very insistent and I wouldn't like to let a lady down. I danced with her but still my eyes was glued to Ms Devil as if I am under her spell.

She: Your steady ah?
Me: Har? Nope.
She: Good.
Me: Why good?
She: Because you are mine tonight. (Then she threw back her head and gave a throaty laugh.... Evil..)

After two songs, I excused myself on the pretext wanting to locate my friends. She went on a mission to get us drinks. I went back to the group, all of them looked pretty sloshed. And there was still one untouched red wine on the table. What a waste.... Then I felt the insistent tapping on shoulder again....I turned around prepared to give a sacastic remark when I came face to face with Ms Devil.

Ms Devil: Opps. I've got the wrong person. I thought you are my friend.
Me: Haha. Its alright.
Ms Devil: I am so sorry. But you look familiar.
Me: (Heart beating faster....) Ms Devil.
Ms Devil: Oh. Hahaha! Mr Zorro?
Me: Yup. (Nodded happily) You remembered....
Ms Devil: I even remember somthing else... (smiled shyly) Anyways, Merry Christmas!!!

At that moment, she made her move and planted a long kiss on my lips in midst of the popping and cheering. Yes, it has past midnight. She stolen my Christmas kiss.

Then Ms Devil disappear again. Running towards the direction of the restroom.

I let her disappear from my life again.

Ms Slutty came back with a pout on her face.
She: I thought you said she is not your girl.
Me: She is not.
She: Really?
Me: Yes.

The rest is history like they said. Ms Slutty and I ended up in my home in a total state of drunkness. I cannot even remember what happened my to my friends. Neither can they remember much. We are all pretty sloshed.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Devilious Delicious

November and December are for parties and parties and more parties.

I have been to plenty of parties but nothing match the ones I have crashed upon in Thailand. Speaking of which, I might need to go soon early next year - company trip. Haha!

Last Saturday, I was invited to a birthday party with a dressed up theme. Everyone is supposed to come in as somebody famous preferable someone famous or a hero. So you could imagine the Spidermen and Supermen and Wonderwomen we saw. I went together with Andy, Aysha and another good friend of ours, Marky. Aysha was dressed in as an angel with wings and everything. I told her an angel doesn't need to be as holy as her. She was draped in white cloth from head to toe. If it wasn't for the wings and the gold halo, I would have mistaken her for Sedako. In reply, she managed to elbow me into quiet submission.

For Andy, he was dressed as a retro afro dude with the big curly wig and his cool baggy jeans which kept coming off his hips. Aysha wanted him to dress as God or at least an angel but Andy refused, saying it looks too gay on him. Keke.....

For Marky, he is dressed up as himself. Haha. Not because he is lazy or anything like that but because he is sort of famous. Quote Marky:"The invitation card says dressed as someone famous. But I am famous..... Therefore I need not dressed up. I will go as myself." Duh! He did a few roles for TCS but his main fame comes from Australia where he spends a lot of his time at, mingling with the directors and writers there. He is quite recognisable there.The last time I went over to Aussie to visit him we have to make do with fans hanging outside his house.

As for me, I was dressed as Zorro. Okay, its very typical and simple. All I have to do is to clothe myself in classic black, don a black cowboy hat and a black mask. Voila!!! Wait.... Aysha had to draw a moustache with her eyeliner last minute before she declare complete.

The party which look promising to be the party of the year is held at an exclusive landed property at Neil Road. What do you expect? In a HDB? That was the response Marky gave Andy when he lamented how deep the house is located inside.

The party was fabulous with full of beautiful creatures. Ladies and gentlemen alike. The main party is held in the garden itself, flanked by Jacuzzi and swimming pool, the house is open to all to those who need a rest from the outdoor area or in urgent need of some privacy in which the rooms will provide.

We were lounging around the garden, enjoying and dancing under the clear moonlight and having delicious cocktails and fingerfood.

That is where I met her.

The Devil.

She was decked in a red tube top with a PVC red mini skirt and fishnet stockings that wrapped her long never ending legs hoisted by a pair of red killer nine inch heels. Her tube top is lined by a heart shape neckline and propped up her plentiful bosom. Her hair set in soft brown curls tumbled down her shoulders. She is wearing a set of devil's horn as a prop for her costume and holding a red pointy fork. Her face is partially hidden by a black mask, only revealing a cat like eyes and a pout smile.

She is devilious delicious.

Before I could set my drink down and approached her, Olivia came out of nowhere and dragged me to the dance floor which was set in the middle of the garden. While some vampire whisked Ms Devil away in his arm and led her towards the house. I do not know Olivia was invited in the first place.

While Olivia is entertaining and still very much in lust with me, as I am in her. I couldn't help thinking about Ms Devil. Marky has gone somewhere off his own to explore. Andy and Aysha are sweating their fats off the dance floor all night long. If they are not dancing, they are arguing. Latest topic: Expenses on the upcoming wedding. So I rather they dance.

I met her again when I was queuing at the ground floor toilet in midst of the sounds of someone vomiting. There she was... At the back of the Q. She flashed a smile and I smiled back. I motioned for her to take my place in the Q. She grinned and moved forward. Suddenly, I just do not need to go toilet at all. Her smile was enough for me.

I was back in the garden to find that Olivia has abandon with some short girl she is jiggling with at the dance floor. When Ms Devil walked up to me and planted me a deep kiss. And the kiss is WOW. We kissed in front of everybody like we are the only two alone in this world.

Then she left. Disappeared. Just like that.

Damn.

Noone seems to know who she is. In fact, most of them came and ask me who she is. I absolutely got no idea.

Olivia was pissed off with me, kissing another in her presence that she kissed the short girl, creating another scene. After the kiss, she was even more furious at me for having no reaction at all.

So pissed in fact, that she did not stayed for the night. She did her wham bang on me and left my place straight without even showering. The whole total sex lasted only half an hour. To tell you the truth, I was thinking about Ms Devil.

Devilious Delicious

Monday, February 9, 2009

Holiday Day 13

Arrived in London. Bloody cold. I can tell its been raining non stop here. Urgh! Hate the weather.

Millie drove up to the airport with a Mini Cooper. Kinda cute if not for the big hairy gorilla squeezing at the back. Her boyfriend - BBB. I have already protested over the phone, if BBB is going to be around, I will not step into their house even for a moment. Anyways, Millie ensured me that her BBB is only to be only here til this afternoon before flying off again somewhere to meet his buyer.

So as a gentleman who is about to have sex with his girl, I treated them lunch at a nearby cafe. Watching BBB wolfed down his burger actually made me nauseous. I told Millie that when BBB is out of earshot. She chided me saying that I was biased against him. I guess I have to admit that. Not that I was hateful towards all Millie's past ex. I was actually quite chummy with one or two of them. Its just that this BBB has a history of hurting my Millie. She gave me a brotherly peck for being so worried about her.

After lunch, he part us farewell as his agent came and picked him up. We continue our drive towards Millie's house. Apparently, BBB is doing quite good with his pottery and arts to able to afford a nice two storey house in a safe well lit neighbourhood.

The moment I placed my luggage on the floor, Millie grabbed me by the collar and we tumbled onto the conch. Boy, was she staved for sex. We did not even get out clothes off. I just lifted her skirt up and pushed her thongs aside, upzipped my pants and inserted it. And boy, could she moan. I almost forgot how good she feels.

After that, I was sent to the showers while she prepared some snacks for me. I didn't really had enough at the cafe. Told you that gorilla made me nauseous. Urgh!

I wrapped my bottom with a woolly towel and got out of the toilet. She greeted me naked holding a plate of whipped cream and declared this is going to be my "teatime". Whoa!

She spread some over her breasts and some more at her nether regions. I got down on my knees and began hungrily licking and devouring her completely. With all the licking and sucking, I managed to make her soared at least 3 times before she came on top of me and ride me hard. While she ride, her phone actually rang. Without stopping a beat, she grabbed the phone and answered it. From the conversation, I could tell its the BBB on the line with her. As she pumped me up and down, she was telling him that she was masturbating thinking about him. Its like 3 way tele conferencing sex, man!! Haha! He came. I could hear him moaning loud on the phone. Then Millie threw the phone down and came together with me.

The rest of the day, we just sit and mope around the house because it started raining again and its too cold to do anything else but cuddle in front of the tube.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Holiday day 5

We all sat in the bumpy speedboat where it was a ride out to the opea seas. Its so good to feel the wind in my face. Lucky, I brought sunscreen lotion with me otherwise I would be burned to death. The sun was so scorning hot.

On the speedboat was this beautiful Caucasian girl with long blondie locks and icy blue eyes. She kept looking back at me and giving me inviting smiles. As a polite Singaporean, I smiled back in response.

Upon reaching our destination, everyone started to strip and drop into the cool clear waters. Let me tell you it feels great to swim and dance with the fishes!!

The girl actually swarm very near to me and bump once or twice into me. We ended up swiming further away from the group and swarm hand in hand. Later back on the boat, I learnt her name - Rose. She is from Sweden backpacking with her best friend. However, her best friend chickened out from coming with her. So she ended up alone. Ahhhh, my good fortune.

When we landed on the shore late evening, she invited me to meet herself and her friend at the nearby bar. We agree to meet at a later time and we separated to get ourselves showered and changed.

We met for drinks later and ended up drinking quite alot. Her friend, Kristy is HOT, HOT, HOT! She is full figured and dressed really to kill and best of all, she is an asian. Kristy is an ABC (American Borned Chinese) with a deep deep cleavage. Yummmy! Both girls are fighting for my attention. Its like having one Ying and the other Yang.

Much later, Rose complained that the night is too stiffy for her and she wants to head out to some party of hers. Kristy pouted but went along anyway. I tagged along with them like a pup with everlasting drooling.

The party was happenning, man! There are about 15 people or so. Under a house within walking distant from my hotel. The booze is free flow all the way, so is the party drugs. I being the true blue Singaporean, never touch a single pill but I highly suspect that they drugged the drinks too.

Otherwise, how could you explain that I was in and out of daze for 3 days. Spending the whole 3 days in the house.

I could only remember having sex with Kristy, then Rose, then Rose and another girl, then Kristy and Rose....

I remember drifting in and out of sleep. Kristy teasing me that I was wild and naughty. I couldn't remember at all!?!

K: You naughty naughty prick... (Giggle and twirling her hair, sitting there half naked)
Me: Huh? What?
K: You don't remember, do you? (Giggle louder with her breasts bouncing up and down)
K: (to Rose) He doesn't remember, man!
Rose joined us at the bed.
R: Darling.... You were wild and sexy. You were so ahhhhh.....heavenly. (putting her middle finger into her mouth, sucking it so sexily)
Me: Huh? What happened? (getting a hard on)
K: See! He doesn't remember, man. Oh gosh!
R: You were all over this girl. (Turn to Kristy) What was her name? (taking her finger out and placed into Kristy's mouth)
K: Eve or Evelyn or E something. Does it matter? (sucking so hard while looking at me)
R: Right. Eve. You were drooling over her and kissing her while she was taken by the ass by
Georgie. She was pulled away by you even before Georgie could finish his stuff.
K: Yeah, man. You should see his face. I think he almost wanting to hit you.
R: Yea, if I was him, I would hit you too.
Me: What? What did I do to her?
K: You fucked her, whatelse....
R: Forget it. He doesn't remember. (taking her finger out and turning away)
K: How can you not remember me making you come and come and come? (pouting)
Me: Well, you could always jolt back my memories. Hahahaha! (Grabbing both of them by the waist)

And we did it again....

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Animal Olivia

was running late for my appointment with Geraldine at 10pm as I had to detour back to my office for some files. Monday meeting.. When I was about to reach Balaclava, I got a message from an unknown sender to ask me to meet her at KM8 signed off by Geraldine. I tried calling back the number but noone picks up and I tried calling Geraldine, her handphone is switched off. Perhapes her phone is running on low battery and she had to borrow someone else's.

Grumbling to myself that I have to make my way to Sentosa. That is like another bloody island! Well, when I reached KM8, I couldn't see Geraldine at all. Its easy to spot Geraldine since she is so tall and big build, you can't really miss her.

I was about to go. I am not in a beach attire, I'm in shirt and pants. And the humid weather is making my shirt stick onto my back. That is when she called out my name.

OLIVIA!

She giggled when I asked where is Geraldine. She couldn't give me a straight answer like she is high and bubbly somewhere. Hair cropped to her skull, green eyes and of course her elfish grin. She was dressed in a chili red bikini leave little for imagination and with a flimsy darker red scarf wrapped around her hips, underneath is a matching pair of chili red thongs.

She snuggled close to me and whispered that Geraldine is down with a flu. She also gently took my hand and walked away from the music and the crowd. When we got to a secluded area dark little corner, she practically yanked her top away and pull my head to her breast. Boy, did I suck hard. It was there she bend over and I took her from behind. I had to keep looking around me while my manhood did his job plus I had one hand grabbing on her hips and the other hand covering her mouth because she was moaning so hard... With the fear mixed with excitement, it was quite a mind blowing experince for me. Haven't had sex in the public since teenage years.

We went back to KM8 for more drinks later. After close to 1am, Olivia decided she had enough and wanted to go home.

She seduced me further in the carpark and this time, she rode me in my car. She is like some wild crazy animal. Plus with her crazed green eyes, its easy to mistake her for one.

Ended up both of us are exhausted. I barely could keep my eyes on the road as I drove her home and the moment I got home, I dumped myself on the sofa and snored away.

Olivia = Pure Raw Sex

Friday, February 6, 2009

Geraldine & Olivia (G.O)

I showed up a little late at Balaclava and Geraldine was (as usual) impatiently waiting for me. We sat and drank red wine and chill. We talked about our past and the new changes in our life. It was midnight when she suggested going to her place – an apartment at Queens she bought with her last year bonus plus a little savings. As we both drove, we agreed to meet at the front of her condo.

When we reached her unit, I was surprised to hear loud booming music blaring from inside. Its a wonder the neighbors did not complain.

The moment I stepped in, my eyes feasted on a nude young lass dancing and gyrating to the loud techno music in the midst of shocking pink furry cushions and white carpet flooring.

I stepped back a bit and knocked into Geraldine who was trying to lock up her gate. I guess she saw my shocked expression and started giggling non stop. The nude one stopped and simply turned away to switch off her stereo and turned around to face me again, this time with a elfish grin on her face.

Geraldine finally stopped giggling and introduces us. She is Geraldine's girlfriend and yes, my ex has become a lesbian, cohabiting with another female fatale. I had to ask Geraldine did I play a part in it (pushing her to becoming lesbian). It's a relieve that it wasn't me but her ex husband. She actually got herself married!!! Their marriage was annulled for some reasons she didn't want to reveal. That period was the hardest time in her life and she swore that she didn't want to see or go near another dick. And in turn, she seeks women. For Companion and Pleasure.

Olivia is really enjoying looking me up and down while giving me her elfish grins. She is seated opposite me while Geraldine is seating beside me on the couch. Yes, at this point she is still naked like it is the most natural thing in the world to bare all. While Geraldine is an F cup in her department, she is has really small perky breasts. What's amazing I guess is that she has really pink nipples.... I find that rare in Singaporean girls. She has short hair like Geraldine, cropped til you can see her skull. And very green eyes. (Contact lens) With her sharp features, she could be mistaken for an elf on the street. All she's missing is a pair of pointed ears.

When Geraldine got up from her seat to open another bottle of red wine, Olivia slinked over and sat on my lap while whispering what she like to do with Geraldine when they are alone together. I couldn't help my budge. I couldn't help that my hands soon found their way to her breasts. I couldn't help it when Geraldine took my pants off.

We last for about an hour and a half. I drove home and reached my place a little after 4am.

This morning, I woke up with a hang over and almost thought that that was a dream.

Until I found 2 photos with 3 of us frolicking each other in my handphone.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Crazy Marilyn

Crazy Marilyn
by singaporeplayboy

Marilyn is certified crazy.

Who on earth with human sanity would bring a man (stranger) home when she is a married woman?

With a child to boot!

Friday night we had dinner and a few drinks before she gave me the hither on and asked me flirtatiously whether would I like to have some drinks at her place. I am game enough for it as these days the club scene has hold nothing for me. And she is quite an amusing conversationalist.

We drank quite a bit at her place. We had volka, whiskey and 2 or 3 glass of red wine. She lives in a grand place near Great World City, her apartment is a penthouse actually with beautiful skyline sights to drown in. What struck me off when I first step into her house is that its quite homely. I would have expected a colder sophisticated place from her. Its Marilyn, we are talking about.

Then I noticed. The frame that holds her family photograph. She airily dismissed it as her family. Her husband is often overseas as he is the director of business development in his company. He comes home only once every 2 to 3 months leaving Marilyn to her own naughtiness. Her 3 year old son likes to spend time with his granny or maybe I would say, Marilyn likes to place her son into her mum's care while she is engaged outside. I never really notice that Marilyn wears a wedding band and when I questioned her, she laughed it off and said that she doesn't like wearing one. The only ring she wears is a 2 carat diamond ring bought by another guy – presumably one of her many lovers.

Marilyn confided in me that she is 5 years older than me. (I never take it to ask my ladies' age as I know it is extremely impolite. And saddening to some.) She is always seeking for thrills especially after the birth of her son. She nearly lost her life (because she is so skinny!!) when she gave birth to her boy and after that she simply refused to bear anymore kids to her husband's dismay. She claimed that a few months of being a stay home mum she is bored to death plus her husband is often out of town, she felt lonely at night. So she decided what her husband doesn't know, doesn't harm him...and her family. Well, I am not going to question her values and morals in life afterall, I am no saint myself.

I ended up staying over at her place for 2 nights – Friday and Saturday. Returning to my place only on Sunday morning as it is her family day with her son. Awwww!

She is always horny and she prefers to be dominated rather than being the conqueror. She does all the meals only in her tiny white transparent apron and she will feed me by her fingers and mouth. I would sit in the bathtub and she will wash and scrubbed me and toweled me dry. She prefers to give me the pleasure than have the pleasure herself. And so eager to pleased, even Janis not as eager as her.

There seems to be no sighs of her feeling guilty or whatsoever. I mean even for Millie, she will sometimes appear to be remorseful and think too much into her present lifestyle and get depressed and all. But for Marily, no... She would not think twice making out in front of her wedding photo with her husband grinning and staring at our bare bodies.

Crazy!

She is simply Crazy!

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Millennium

Millennium
by singaporeplayboy

I haven't been blogging much.. Or even touching my laptop a lot. Except for going into a few forums here and there. I haven't been at work too. Since Monday.

BECAUSE MILLIE IS IN TOWN! Woohoo!

I took 2 days medical leave on Monday and Tuesday and 2 days leave on Wednesday and Thursday. Got to come into work today to clear some of my stuff and emails. It also gives me the privacy of able to surf the net alone. Millie likes to hog my laptop all the time, skyping with her Caucasian guys.

Millie is my soul mate, my sanity and my lover. We are fuck buddies. I have known her since we are in our teens. I have been there to lend my shoulders when her guys dump her and she has been there with comfort food when my work is in a rut. I can't really remember how we got started, if we got started at all. Its just that she understands my play-thingy while I know her fooling around. Well, birds of the same feathers do flock together! Haha!

We have silence golden rules which either of us will break. Rules like I will not brag in front of her of my recent gals or I will not compare her with others and vice versa. I will ignore my phone if Millie is around. To give her enough respect. She will not step a foot out of my house without me and live and breathe the same air as me til the day we have to part again. When she is back in Singapore (usually for a week or less), she will bunk at my place. She hates to go back to her own home until absolutely have to and if so, she will dragged me along with her. When we are indoor at my home, we seldom leave the bed. We would make love til we are both out of our minds, we would then snuggled under the blankets with my air con full blast til we are fully energized then the cycle will repeat itself. I lost count how many times in a day we fucked.

I just sent Millie off yesterday. She was bound for Thailand for a week before bouncing her butt off to London again. Her latest boyfriend is living as some kind of pottery artist there. Its not very often I get to be with Millie because she is a jet setter. She loves to travel around the world and it helps that she actually comes from a wealthy family too, with her as the only daughter. But don't call her Princess. I did once and I got cold shoulder from her for a month. Shivers!

So she doesn't have to work for a living as her family is able to provide for her. Her dad is a meek little old fellow, often spending his days with clients at the various golf courses here and in Malaysia. Her mother is a feisty strong woman in her 50s running the family textile business with a golden rod. Millie once reveals to me that her mother is keeping a young teenager as a toy boy and even bought him a condo!! I have met both of them because Millie wants them to stop nagging at her to get married. She came up with a plan and presents me as her boyfriend. This way she gets to do whatever she wants without the nagging involved.

Millie is her nick for Millennium. No kidding! Her mother thought it was a strong powerful name when she decided to name her only daughter that. Ended up becoming a joke of the century. Anyways, she freak out when she went into my laptop history and found out that I started a blog. Worse still, she found out that I have been blogging about her. She made me swear that I will never reveal her photo online. Damn!

Millie has beautiful body paired with voluptuous creamy breasts (D cups, I have bought her lingerie before). I could lie on her two soft pillows and never get up. She has a little tummy, very little. That really sexed me up. Furthermore, she tattooed her name: Millennium just right smack above her mound. She is really fair and I guess that is why the Caucasian men always drool after her.

Its not that she doesn't like Singaporean men, she dated quite a few in her earlier years. However, according to her, they were kind of disappointing. All of them wants to tied her down and marry her and have her to bear their kids. The image of her wearing an apron in an oily kitchen with 2 screaming kids running around her and her man plopping down on the crouch in front of the TV with a beer in one hand and a remote control in the other does not appeal to her. In fact, it disgusts her. Her dream is to be on an isolated island with her man and dream their life away.

How practical is that huh?

Anyway, her love of her life doesn't last very long. She would change her men like seasons. One from France, next one from South Africa and the other one from Ohio, USA. I can never keep track like she always complain that she can never keep track of mine and we would laugh it off.

Speaking of my record... I have not been answering my calls since Millie is here. Siu Siu called 3 times, Janis called 4 times and message twice and the worst is Marilyn, she called me 7 times and message 5 times in all. All these girls must think that I totally disappear from the face of the earth! Luckily, none of them came up to my place. Even they did, they wouldn't able to get in. Thanks to the tight security I have at my condo.

I spoke briefly with Janis. She was pretty pissed at me but she was pacified by me. I didn’t really want to continue with Janis because she is getting too sticky with me plus she still has problems with her family and such. If she sense that, she didn't imply it.

I called Siu Siu but her mobile phone is switched off so I contact Marilyn and she told me that Siu Siu went back to Malaysia for the weekend. I was hammered by her to agree to meet tonight for dinner.

Well, got to go and prepare for Marilyn...

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Bony Marilyn

Bony Marilyn
by singaporeplayboy

Saturday morning.

Blogging happily away at my laptop. Millie called yesterday to tell me she is flying home tomorrow. Ahhh.. I have cleared my entire schedule for her arrival. I am going to pick her up at the airport tomorrow.

I have just sent Marilyn home after picking up my car. She is the girl that Andy called “babe”, Andy's client. In fact, she is one of Andy's biggest clients. Don't ask me how she ended up in my bed. She just did. I only could recall...

Thursday night.

I asked Siu Siu out on a dinner date however she told me she is going back to Malaysia that night. My heart dropped to the lowest degree. Heavens can't be playing this kind of trickery on me!! Fortunately, she reveal that she is just going back for 3 days and she will catch up with me on Monday when she will be back in town. Phew! For a moment, I thought I lost my catch there. Hehee!

Janis has gone back to try to work things out with her parents. I totally pushed her in that direction. Its for her own good and mine. Sorry to say but Janis isn't the kind of girl I would settle down with. Erhmm.. In fact, I don't even know whether I would want to settle down in the first place. And she is too young to move out of her parents' wings to stay out on her own. With her naivety and bubbly character, she would land herself in the hands of con men, like me. Haha!

Andy called me after work to see if I want to hang out tonight.

A: “Dude, you wanna go out tonight?”
Me: “Huh? Why not?”
A: “Let's go to Chimes for a drink.”
Me: “Hey, I thought you will be out with your gf tonight..”
A: “Don't talk about her. She is fuming mad now.”
Me: “What happen, dude?”
A: “Remember Siu Siu's friend?”
Me: “Yep. Your client.”
A: “Uh-huh. Bloody idiot called me 5 times in the middle of the night.”
Me: “No wonder.. Aysha would be angry.”

Aysha is Andy's long time girlfriend. Both of them have been dating around for so long no one remembers when they started seeing each other. She is a Japanese-Chinese mix doll with really sharp features and big round watery eyes that really remind you of Japanese porcelain doll. However, beauty comes with a huge flaw. Aysha is a big huge jealous factory. She is also known for her flying temper that kept Andy on a tight leash. If not for the fact, I knew Andy longer and I once played an important role in getting the two of them together, Aysha would gladly banned him from contacting me. She always chided me that I am a bad influence for Andy. However, Aysha has been hanging around for so long till I treat her like my own sister.

Anyway, that night were just me and Andy chilling out with a couple of beers at Chimes. The real man to man talk. He really wants to get Marilyn off his back but he can't offend her too. She is one of Andy's advertising agency biggest clients. She is the marketing director of some MNC big shit. I know Andy very well, he hasn't slept with Marilyn. In fact, he goes home to Aysha every night! Nah, he doesn't have the guts nor heart to do shit behind Aysha's back.

So I told him I will try to talk to Marilyn and get her to chill off Andy.

Yesterday night.

I met up with Marilyn for a couple of drinks at Mohammad Sultan because she couldn't make it for dinner but she insists to meet me up for an hour or two for drinks. Two hours became four hours and before both of us knew it, it was closing time. I couldn't even walk straight after that. I guess both of us must have gotten into a cab and landed in my house.

I can't even remember fucking Marilyn. All I knew is that I woke up to her face in front of my groin, giving me a blowjob. Ahhhh…. That is my favorite alarm clock in the morning.

She doesn't remember sleeping with me but she woke up feeling really horny and decides to give me a pleasant morning surprise. What a surprise!

After that, we took a cab down to where I last parked my car. I sent her straight home after that. Before alighting, she insisted that she wants to see me again. My thoughts immediately went to Siu Siu. As if she could read my mind, she hinted that she would not spoil my chances of chasing her friend. She just wants to have some fun with me.

My opinion? Crazy woman. Crazy world.

Can't wait for Millie to come back to stabilize my world.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Yellow Sunflower Janis

Yellow Sunflower Janis
by singaporeplayboy

I just upload my photo in the blog but only showing my eyes. Hey! I still have to work in this industry, you know. Furthermore, the more famous you get, in contrary to what they say, the harder it is to get close to girls. Liz came over to help me with the photo upload. Nice girl!

She noticed I was blogging in my workstation and got pretty excited in helping to upload my photo in my own blog. So excited that she squeezes into my tiny cubicle and kept bending forward, letting me to take quick peeks at her pink lacy bra. PINK LACE BRA! Check it out man! Too bad, she is also small in that department. (I think an A cup…) She also almost overwhelmed me with her DKNY's Green Apple perfume.

Janis called last night while I was clubbing with Andy and his so called “babe”. She wanted to come over my place and spend the night. She said her parents were upset that she didn't come home the previous night but she didn't care about their opinion. She wants somebody to talk and cuddle with and that somebody happen to be me. I told her I will be out late and she shouldn't rebel against her parents’wishes but its hard to give a 19 year old advice when the trance music is in the background.

Andy's so called “babe” turned out to be really on the bony side with really pale face and she look like she is going to passed out from starvation any moment. She is one of Andy's client and been bugging Andy to bring her out for dinner and drinks. I think she is out to get Andy. Lucky for me, she brought two girlfriends along. One of them is Siu Siu from Malaysia, Ipoh. She is a tall lanky girl with eyes big and expressive enough to swallow you. She has the kind of pale and delicate features that makes you think of Gong Li and Zhang Ziyi. Classic Chinese beauty. Her hair is bun up and she is wearing jeans and simple tank top. She smiles little and looked dartingly at her friend whenever she feels uncomfortable. She couldn't understand fast spoken English so I communicate with her in Chinese. However, in clubs you don’t talk, you communicate by your bodies. Ended up dancing with her quite a fair bit.

To end the night, Andy sent his “babe” home and I get to escort Siu Siu and the other girl home. Siu Siu and the other girl are room mates at Woodlands. I managed to sneak my phone number and asked her to give me a call tomorrow before she alight. Her response is another tiny smile. That sent thrill down my spine. I wonder how I am going to sleep alone tonight.

Well, I do not have to fret.

Because I found Janis sitting in front of my condo, waiting for me. Thank heavens, she is not crying or anything like that. She followed me back home and I allowed her to stay for the night. She did not want to go to sleep so ended up, we talk a lot and have sex the whole night through.
Janis is a giggler. She would giggle non stop especially if she is nervously. I love her face when she is smiling at me, her whole face just lights up and beam.. Like sunshine. Bright sunshine. Which naturally reminds me of Yellow Sunflower.

Janis and I talked about her the whole night. She hates cats. She kept guppies, all sorts of colours. She is much closer to her 2nd sister than the rest of her family members. She had only one boyfriend previously and that boyfriend abused her physically until she decided to dump him. Until then, she did not have any boyfriend at all. Her boutique manager like to take advantage of her and the other sales staff by brushing his cock at their butt, claiming accidentally. She would endure or simply avoid getting close to him because she love her job. Half of her salary actually goes to the family to help to support both of her retired parents.

After the third round of sex, finally at almost dawn break, Janis allowed me to catch some sleep. On the condition, I allowed her to watch me sleep. Haiz. Strange, young, sunflower girl.

My phone is ringing now.. Millie is calling me.. Got to go!