Sunday, 17 January 2016

Kabataan talagah!

Well, friends, it is the start of the new year. New goals. New ambitions. New lahat.

I am still in the dating sphere, pero ngayon, thanks to Grindr, Tinder, Scruffr, Whisper, lahat na ng er sa mundo ginamit, I am finally embarking on my first blind date for the year.

What do we know about fafa? Well, he's young...as in, 18 years old. I told him my age (my botox and I are 24 for life) but somehow he's really excited for the date. He's a carrot-top and... well, he's keen. He sent me his ari by email, and my gawd, maganda siya. I love foreskin and the pula pubes kaya we will see what will happen.

I honestly think it's not going to work... but I love the opportunity! Plus, there is something nice about being able to play around as though teenager pa run aces. He's of legal age (or so he says) so yay.

Anyway, have a wonderful and exciting 2016 everyone!

Thursday, 7 January 2016

January Update

Before anything else:

Alen: Clearly not everything with Ed has been closed. See below. (Sigh)
Simon: HELLOUGH-HAH! Thanks for the well wishes! I love that background! Bonggacious!

Well, ladies and gents, 2015 has cum to an end. It was a productive year and Juice Meh! It's been interesting.

I decided to host a party to celebrate the end of the year, just a handful of friends - nothing spectacular. Out of pure stupidity, I invited Edward... and he came... with a date. Toni. Yes, ghurl sya.


In fairness, maganda and tall ang lowkah. And mabait. And machika. So sige. I will Miss Colombia the shit out of this. Some of my friends, who are familiar with our drama, had their eyebrows raised, pero since Ms Congeniality ako, they followed suit.


At one point, Edward cornered me in the kitchen, while I was Betty Drapering. Toni was being made chicka so it was just the two of us. In a strange way, he tried to be chicka and (heavens!) even flirtatious. Pero ako, composed as ever, with all intentions of winning the evening gown competition, and super noncommittal with matching smile slit hanggang earrings!


We are still... friends? And he's asked to come in sometime this January... Pero ako, I don't know. Miss na miss ko ang gintong ari. Mayroon pa rin akong mga pic niya so maybe hanggang yun na lang. One of these days, I will delete to death... kahit sayang.


In other good news, I have a blind date this Saturday with a redhead. We'll see.

Monday, 7 December 2015

Wishing well

Sigh.

I wish I had a more exciting update. May Shakira ang lolah niyo with matching love-nat and Ooh-vough Ledesma. Must be that time of year.

Anyway, in case some of you were wondering, Edward and I are talagang over na... as in, ever. Even on FB. The only thing to remember him by are the pics of his penoy that I took while he was tulog. I know, I know... I can't help it. Kazi naman, gintong ari award sya 2015, 2016 till EVER. Sometimes I even look at those pics at work, and once (yes, ganito akong kalukerz) left the pic as my phone wallpaper pero I thought if my clients saw it, tigbakacious ang gaga, so I changed it after a day.

Tempted to post those pics one day, but for now, sa akin na lang sya. I can pretend he was mine all this time. *sigh*

Dating terms... wis. The closest is Craig, a BEAUTIFUL Greek guy who is super hairy all over (which I like) and has super hard and super sensitive nipples~! He's 51 years old, around 6'1, works as a construction contractor, and toned body - not built like a tank, but toned enough to confidently walk around without a shirt on. He looks like a Mediterranean Pierce Brosnan... Chalukers!

Problem? He's absolutely horrible in bed! For one, hindi super big ang notary public niya. It's decent enough, but ... darling, hardly challenging. He doesn't even have foreskin so parang boring sya. I mean, he seems not too enthusiastic about sex, and tuloy, hindi sya give na give in the act.  I can see that he's an acquired taste. After a few dates, I can see a lot of the Grindrs saying "Thanks but no thanks". The first impression is fantastic but everything REALLY goes downhill from there.

Anyway, I better stop na. This is starting to just depress me. Back to looking at Edward's patolalala.

Tuesday, 20 October 2015

The Farmer's Boy

I'm in love... the 5-minute kind, of course~!

We've all seen the Bel Ami boys in their farm gear. Chiseled and denim-clad, these Euro hunks can give my sphincter a run for its money. (Yes, that does not make sense.) I think a Bel Ami boy is the only time I would ever consider an outdoor romp in the hay - otherwise, too itchy.

Howayvur, last Sunday was ... interesting. I was in the usual beat, may I pretend ang lola niyo in the urinals, when in comes this HANDSOME boy, around mid-twenties, tanned until EH-VUR and trim as a top (a power top, that is - AHAHAY!!!!).

Anyway, because I was already there, I chose the area that has the most amount of coverage, and that meant I could hide my hard penoy, just in case a guy was there for the deed. This guy, however, was different. He had sharp eyebrows and angular jaw. He was sexy and intriguing, although not necessarily handsome. He was around 5'10" but the way he carried himself was just... different. He looked taller tuloy... I think silent confidence is a good word for it.

Anyway, he stood quite a distance from me, his tattered Country Road bag placed behind him, away from the urinal backsplash. He was wearing old green/grey shorts (which in hindsight may have been blue at one point in time), and worker boots commonly found among tradesmen. He had fairly dark legs, and you can tell he had his time in the sun.

After a while, it was obvious neither of us were there for the urinal, and we both angled our bodies, almost facing each other, at the same time. He had a really tough foreskin, talagang gamit na gamit, and his penoy was wonderfully pale in comparison to the dark pubic jungle that was untrimmed, unkept and ... well, it was so masculine...! Just! Amazing!

He looked at me with brown squinted eyes, and I knew he was game. He looked around and, seeing that we were the only ones there, moved closer, his left leg kicking the bag closer to where I stood.

Wow.

Let me explain something. I am not hot. I am quite far from hot. I am so far from hot that I would need binoculars to see hot from where I am. I am closer to beached whale than hot.

So for someone of Bel Ami calibre to come closer to me with his hardening penoy... well, it doesn't happen often... if at all, really!!

Anyway, he stood beside me and showed me his package. My God, the more I look at it, the more drunk I became at the sight of it. He had massive balls and they were a significant shade darker than his penoy. As for the penoy itself, I thought it was around 5 inches but when I reached out and touched it, FOUGHCHANGINASHABELLES! It grew into a 8 incher and yes, ladies and ladies, it was a fucking beer can. With the foreskin and the size of it, I was in heaven!

Siyempre nalowkah akish!!!!

With excited eyes, I smiled at the guy and motioned to the cubicle behind us. He smirked a "sige na nga" and moved towards the booth. I was so excited that I grabbed his bag for him and ran into the cubicle, my other hand struggling to hold my pants up.

He walked behind me, cool and casual - tanginish, talagang Bel Ami ang arrive ng lokah- and smiled as I held the door open for him. He walked in and locked the door behind him. I knelt quickly, not caring what the heck I was kneeling on (seriously, it was a filthy toilet), when he pulled his hard member away.

HANOUGH?!?!

He explained that he didn't want to get sucked (paksiyet) and was only interested in getting a handy... Ako naman, HA?!? Bitin! I asked if he was willing to get his duck eggs sucked and, after a few seconds of deliberations, agreed to it.

Ok, ladies. I have to say: his was the second biggest balls I have ever tried to put in my mouth... EVER. It was massive and hairless and ... basta! PERFECT! I looked up at him while I did my bit and he looked down and smiled with his pearly white teeth (rare here in Sydney, trust me). He grabbed his hard penoy, and hit me playfully against the cheek a few times. He only stopped when I opened my mouth and motioned for the guy to put it in.

"Uh-uh. Nope."

Well, you can't blame a ghurl for trying.

Anyway, I continued to play with the yagbols, and kneeding his legs and cheeks at the same time. My goodness I was in heaven.

After a bit, he said he was about to blow and he didn't want me there when it happened. I stood and went beside him to finish him off pero he turned around, lifted my shirt and sucked on my nipps. This was a bit of a surprise actually, and he actually slightly ripped my shirts buttons in the process (but it was an old shirt anyway and this was DEFINITELY worth the price of admission).

He continued his action on one and then started on the other, but before too long, he said that he was ready to go, and he turned to the bowl for release. I grabbed his penoy and finished the job in 3 seconds flat, and now I see why he wanted me out of the way. He sprayed EVERYWHERE. As in, we were standing in front of the bowl but 90% of his juice went either onto my hand or everywhere else EXCEPT the bowl. He didn't say much but there was a pained expression on his face.

He later admitted that he had spent the entire week in his dad's farm and hadn't done much jacking off since. I asked for his number as he started to fix himself for exit but he just smiled at me and kissed me on the lips before leaving.

After he left, i licked the small gob of his juice still lingering on my wrist. It was sweet as ripe corn.

Thursday, 1 October 2015

Tradies ... LAVVIT!

Men in Sydney come in all shapes and sizes - but I tend to ogle more if they were tradesmen. There is something about karpinteros and painters and truck drivers that make them more ... manly? It's the fluoro vest, maybe, or the musky scent of sweat, I think.

The most recent guy I had was round as a ball, with a penoy 3 inches in length. I actually wanted to suck him off pero dahil sobra syang Jiggly Caliente na talagang SORRY darling - his tummy just kept on hitting my cheeks (Magagalit si Tita Vicky Belo kung masisira ang botox!). Hand job na lang. He seemed nice about it naman at dahil ok naman ang kanyang fez value, sige, game akish. I don't think I would have done if he had been wearing "normal clothes" - it's the rough tradesman shirt and the unkept shorts that did it for me.

I also met this a short, black guy who was wearing those white overalls, and had paint splattered about him. He was around 5'8' and he had lovely braided hair that was held up by a rubber band and his painter's safety glasses. He was cute naman - I actually couldn't tell how old he is, kasi his skin was just beauteous! I think he was mid-40's but he could honestly pass for 20's. He was in the urinals and I just stood next to him. We both looked at each other (alam mo na... the Taylor Swift side glance) and next thing you know, he was letting me touch him. He didn't want any oral action (sayang!) but hey, better than nothing, di ba?

The nice thing about this guy is that he smelled of vanilla and sweat. It's a very intoxicating mix, and to be honest, I'm all for the muskiness of it. I stood beside him and slowly took his member in my hand. It was thin, and his foreskin was super thin to the point na I wasn't too sure it was there (but it was). I walked behind him, and one hand played with his penoy very very slowly while the other explored his body. He was very trim - almost like a swimmer's body without the broad shoulders - and he didn't have that much fat on him. His chest had a hint of muscle that was matted with coarse chest hair. His nipples were very small but he liked it when I played with it. He leant his head back while I did my thing.

To be honest, I don't mind doing most of the work - I find that a lot of closet cases are like that. My only requirement is the joy of the male seed. Wala lang - I like the notion of being in control of someone's explosion.

And this guy definitely exploded. The first shot came pretty fast, and rather than being liquid, the first two spurts came almost in solid chunks - parang lugaw! I was super tempted to lick it, but he seemed adamant na out of bounds ang kanyang mga juices. Ako naman - sayang ang ginto! He had a total of 6 bursts, each one slightly less intense than the previous one.

Even before he buttoned up, he led me to the faucet and washed my hands cleanish. I felt a bit weird about it, but just in case he had his reasons for this, I left him to do whatever. He let me play with his penoy for a few more seconds, and he buckled up and went off.

Lugaw... sayang...

Thursday, 17 September 2015

Maori Fever

I like ... men. And I mean, muscles... I don't mind twinkies, but I most certainly prefer bulldogs to chihuahuas. Sa akin, secondary ang laki ng ari. All sizes are fine by me (very accommodating tayo, friends!).

Now, the story for today... I happened to cancel a meeting with a client (my fault - I wasn't able to finish my homework), and dahil sensitive ang ulo ng lolah nyo, I called in sick, saying that I had a headache.

I walked home, hoping the fresh air would help clear my head. However, as I walked close to one of my fave beats, I couldn't resist. I ducked inside and crossed my fingers.

YAHEZ! There were three closed cubicles - meaning there were three potentials. I took the fourth cubicle, which meant that all of us were within eyeing distance. I locked my door but kept standing para naman they knew I was game for game.

Within seconds, heads popped up, one by one. The one across me was an older gent, around 60. He was... well, ho-hum. The way he smiled just turned me off kazi naman para syang Emperor Palpatine.

The other guy beside him opened his door and I had a peek. He was around 50 years old, kinda short, but he had a lovely dark complexion. I couldn't see him clearly so I decided to open my door as well to see more.

As I stepped out, to my right, a young Asian guy was standing, mukhang super hayok. I somehow thought that was a turn off as well. Di ko alam kung bakit... Para bang if you want it too much, it becomes ... ewan ko nga ba... I mean cute sya, ha, pero di ko feel.

Anyway, I stepped out into the light, penoy in hand. The other guy did too, and I finally saw the offering. He had olive-ish skin, and he was quite stocky, clearly some sort of Pacific Islander. He had a rugby outfit on, and his penny was peeking through his shorts. His was uncut, short - around 3 inches but decently thick, ha!

I liked what I saw and given that the other two didn't tickle me talaga, I walked to his cubicle and he locked the door behind me.

He looked at me, smiled and kissed me. Ako naman, "Ay brumantic! Sige na nga!" We played tongue hockey for a bit while our hands went elsewhere. He pulled out of the kiss, and pulled the bottom of his shirt above his head while I yanked his shorts to his knees. That gave me a very clear view of his body - and I have to admit: I like!

He was clearly a gym rat at one point in his life but he has let himself go a bit - his chest was massive, only to be outdone by his beer belly. (Ako naman, very forgiving sa mga ganyan - after all, friends, we are getting there.) I loved his Maori tattoo that swirled around his nipples and onto his shoulder. He was... I dunno the right word: siksik? He clearly had muscles but the fat was also there. Chunky is a nice word for it as well. Anyway, it was truly hot!

I began to massage his chest, tapos I kissed and bit and licked his nipples. There is something so hypnotic about dark protruding nipples! With the tattoo pa, it was really magical! I went Lady Gaga on those things, and I just loved it! I did everything from twirling to biting, from tip action to full cat tongue. The entire time, his eyes were rolled back in pleasure.

While this was happening, my hands were preparing his member for action. Now, the issue I have with his is that it was really nicely thick ... pero talagang three inches lang! Lovely foreskin pero jacking him off was truly a challenge. Weird kasi na super taba pero medyo liit siya.

I decided to start the deed, and sank to my knees. That was when he really got into it. He groaned a "yeah!" and slightly tilted his hips forward. I looked closely at his and I have to admit: It was strange having my mouth open that wide - hindi sanay! - but it was not an impossible dream naman. In a way, I liked it actually kasi it's something new.

Obvious na his penoi has truly been active for a while now. Kitang-kita sa foreskin eh! Super loose and for me, it was cute! Something else for me to play with while making chupagelious. He clearly loved it because he had one hand on my head and the other on the top of the cubicle wall. I was pumping away while both my hands were moving around from his fairly meaty ass cheeks to his nipples and back.

I loved it. The feeling of his penny in my mouth was just hamayching! It was like blowing on a stubby beer can!

Clearly, he liked it because within a couple of minutes, he started gasping for air, and as he spread his legs apart, I began massaging his hole with my middle finger as my mouth pumped up and down. As he exploded in my mouth, he sat down gently on my stiff finger and I wiggled inside him (he was quite... loose) one finger first, then another, as he came in my mouth again and again... and again.

After half a minute, he slowly stood up, his eyes still closed, his hairless, tree trunk legs quivering. I pulled out my fingers (very clean!) and my mouth was quite full of his seed. I had to spit quite a bit into the bowl (no, seriously, it was a deluge!) and I took some sheets of disposable wipes to clean my mouth (you know me, girl scout of the year - laging hada, i mean, handa).

He quickly buckled his shorts and unlocked the door.  He jumped into another empty cubicle, and based on the sound effects, he was cleaning himself as much as he can. I wanted to offer my wipes, but as I lingered outside the cubicle, he shot me a look above the door that said "Fuck off".

Fearing that he could use his eyelashes to beat the living pechay out of me, I decided to walk away. I didn't need to nut naman to enjoy. That was enough for me.

Thursday, 6 August 2015

So Edward... (part two)

This is really a continuation of the previous story, kazi that afternoon was... amazing in its own way.

After the last guy, I went back to the other cubicle and waited. It was a good romp, but bagets really did nothing for me. Gusto kong sabihin: "Yun lang?" but let's be gracious, ladies.

I closed the door and cleaned myself. Buti na lang I have 1 billion wet wipes. I took out my iPad and played movies from the net while waiting. I have one million gig of data naman from Vodafone so I could afford (when it worked, that is) to watch watchayvur.

After 20 minutes or so, I heard the door open and close, and the cubicle door in front of me locked into place. At this point, I wasn't too sure kung puliz (and yes, that has happened in the past) or fafa. Buti na lang, in this case, fafa!

He was around mid-50's, and he had a bit of a pouch on him - given the firmness, it's definitely a beer belly. But he was dressed really well, 6 foot tall so his weight wasn't obvious naman. He had a full blown beard, and from his neckline, he was obviously balbon. He obviously goes to the gym but doesn't engage in full-on lifting.

Pero jhurls: Ang fez value: Winnar! Super guwapo - very kind eyes and his smile was enough to make me drop / wet my pants.

But I digress.

ANYway, I made a show of standing up and tilting my body, para naman kita the Melanie Marquez long leggedness. Buti naman he was game too! In a few seconds, he rushed into my cubicle, hands on my cheeks! 

Avaugh! Demanding ang fough-tah!

As he undid his belt, I knelt and waited for the milagro - and grow it did. It was nice 6 incher, makapal pero kaya sa laban naman. Sadly, it was cut, but hey, hindi naman ako bigot - love for all shapes and sizes, sabi ng Ms Universe contestant... 

(Charot!)

Anyway, I began sucking him off, and he made sabunot the hair. Buti na lang buhok rejoice, or else! He was a bit on the rough side, but hey, I could take it naman so I just went with the flow. Slowly but surely, his penoy became rock hard and I did not complain.

I looked up at this point, and saw that he had unbuttoned his business shirt - my gulay! Burt Reynolds ang chest niya! Eyelurvit!

I angled myself so that I can play with his chest and nipples, and continue with my oral delivery. He opened his mouth and moaned lowly. Shet. Turn on! I began pumping even faster and he rolled his eyes back.

At this point, I was ready to rock and roll. I took out the condom and put it on his throbbing member. He was a little bit surprised about this, but he seemed good to go.

I leaned forward and after lubing up, he slowly put it inside me. He was significantly bigger than the last guy, so it was a little bit painful but after a while, I got used to it naman.

He grabbed me by the hips and began pumping me - hard. As in, nauntog akish! Graveh!!! I am used to rougher guys but he was just... rough. He did it really fast, as though he was trying to drill for my tonsils. I had to grip the walls so that I don't fall over. Several times, he slapped my ass so hard, it felt closer to a punch.

After a few minutes, I had to stand up a bit and say "Hold on - wait." And he did slow down to a crawl and then I noticed his rock hard cock quickly limp into softness. It was so weird. I think he needs to give it rough to stay hard, and to be honest, thanks but no thanks.

I stood up and said "I had to go" and he unfurled the supot covered by tissue. I got it from him and noticed that there was white stuff in it.

I looked at him, puzzled really.

He shrugged and said "I came maybe a minute or so before you told me to stop... I just figured you were having too much fun."

I stared at him, shocked that he didn't miss his cadence in the act. 

Of course, I asked for his number.