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7.30.2013
Sex in the City
Man, I feel like a whore!
It was 4:30am.
I need to go.
I have to.
So I left the bar. I walked the alley swerving. I had a couple of drinks.... okay fine I had several bottles and shots of Patron. Then I remembered, am hungry, I better take this street to get to my fave Tapsi house. And left turn I did.
On my right was a guy fumbling his fly. I passed right by. A faint pssssst came. I turned and he was at my back.
Fly Guy: Hey you!
Me: Do I know you?
Fly Guy: Nope! You alone?
Me: I don't see one with me!
Fly Guy: hehehe! You're funny! Stay!
Me: still having doubts but said..... Sure!
He fumbled for my fly, knelt and went right through me. And I moaned! Damn he was good! I am but drunk what would you like me to do? Fight my way out and scream? In reality that usually gets drowned. Senses out of the question!
Then a couple passed by wearing Baseball cap and Fedora hat- that's what all I remember. Flirty and intoxicated as I am, I invited them. They said, Yes and just like your regular badminton game, we did doubles! And then we switched partners!
Baseball Boy came fast so he left after. Fedora Dude stayed. Fly Guy was doing Fedora Dude as I was fixing myself up to leave.
Fedora Dude held my hand and said, "Are you going? Don't!" I didn't and he went down on me fast as I could even grasp my breath! Then Fly Guy left.
I closed my eyes. Head spinning and still nauseous from the Patron. I felt somebody was kissing me. Ayayay! Am already dreaming! Too early for that! Then I felt a light tug on my lips. I blinked. Another visage was infront of me. Chinese eyes staring back! Yet Fedora Dude was still on my shaft. Whew! This is not so happening! Am I to choose? Not me!
Aaaaaahh! That was me! Finally I came.
So I went down on Chinese Eyes while Fedora Dude was wiping his mouth. A 6-inch manhood drafted infront of my eyes. WTF! So I sang Beyonce's Listen till he came!
Twice!
Imagine? That was like homerun! Then we tidied and fixed ourselves after. But when I turned back to pull my jeans up, two pairs of eyes met mine. Intoxicated and lustful eyes playing with their tools! Who am I to deny?
I know when I am in danger and I am but a slut and this is not one of them!
Fedora Boy left, said he was late for a something, so me and Chinese Eyes feasted on the ogling boys- Backpack Kid and Clutch Bag man.
.......... to be continued....
it's 9am and I need to wake up at 1 for work....ciao!
It was 4:30am.
I need to go.
I have to.
So I left the bar. I walked the alley swerving. I had a couple of drinks.... okay fine I had several bottles and shots of Patron. Then I remembered, am hungry, I better take this street to get to my fave Tapsi house. And left turn I did.
On my right was a guy fumbling his fly. I passed right by. A faint pssssst came. I turned and he was at my back.
Fly Guy: Hey you!
Me: Do I know you?
Fly Guy: Nope! You alone?
Me: I don't see one with me!
Fly Guy: hehehe! You're funny! Stay!
Me: still having doubts but said..... Sure!
He fumbled for my fly, knelt and went right through me. And I moaned! Damn he was good! I am but drunk what would you like me to do? Fight my way out and scream? In reality that usually gets drowned. Senses out of the question!
Then a couple passed by wearing Baseball cap and Fedora hat- that's what all I remember. Flirty and intoxicated as I am, I invited them. They said, Yes and just like your regular badminton game, we did doubles! And then we switched partners!
Baseball Boy came fast so he left after. Fedora Dude stayed. Fly Guy was doing Fedora Dude as I was fixing myself up to leave.
Fedora Dude held my hand and said, "Are you going? Don't!" I didn't and he went down on me fast as I could even grasp my breath! Then Fly Guy left.
I closed my eyes. Head spinning and still nauseous from the Patron. I felt somebody was kissing me. Ayayay! Am already dreaming! Too early for that! Then I felt a light tug on my lips. I blinked. Another visage was infront of me. Chinese eyes staring back! Yet Fedora Dude was still on my shaft. Whew! This is not so happening! Am I to choose? Not me!
Aaaaaahh! That was me! Finally I came.
So I went down on Chinese Eyes while Fedora Dude was wiping his mouth. A 6-inch manhood drafted infront of my eyes. WTF! So I sang Beyonce's Listen till he came!
Twice!
Imagine? That was like homerun! Then we tidied and fixed ourselves after. But when I turned back to pull my jeans up, two pairs of eyes met mine. Intoxicated and lustful eyes playing with their tools! Who am I to deny?
I know when I am in danger and I am but a slut and this is not one of them!
Fedora Boy left, said he was late for a something, so me and Chinese Eyes feasted on the ogling boys- Backpack Kid and Clutch Bag man.
.......... to be continued....
it's 9am and I need to wake up at 1 for work....ciao!
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