Ok, I don't mean to sound like a pedo or a cradle snatcher, but once in a while, I do like veal. Take note: I'm talking about 20-ish boys, ha. I don't like teens, kahit legal. Why not? Wala lang. It's a taste thing. After all, I'm also in my 20s.
But before anything else, hello, JC~! I don't mind dreaming about Eddie, as long as it's a wet dream *GHANOUN!!!*
Anyway, one of the things I love about my job is that once in a while I get to visit colleges to maintain their IT infrastructure and all that chuvach! This happened late last week when I made chicka to one of our clients, a business college in the City.
Now one of the things I LOVE about these "fly-by-night" (I of course use the term loosely) colleges is that they attract the rough trade - kids who don't make it to the big universities but are still enthusiastic about learning and whatchev.
ANYways, I went in, and hala bira, aloe vera! Everyone was intently looking at notebooks, talking in hushed tones and then it hit - exam time! Kayafalahfafa! Galit sa mundo silang lahat - apparently, it was a closed book accounting exam.
Sa loob-loob ko, good luck, mga fafah! Sa mga kefyas, chiuvah kayong lahat. JOKE lang friends!!!!!!
So, to continue my story, I decided to go to the loo nearby - I knew may Gloria Estefan so super excited akish.
Lo and be-hole, when I got there, may fafa sa other side. I couldn't see the entire package (letcheng Gloria Hole), but from what I could see, he was quite stocky, muscled but not defined, guwapo but not kaloughkah. He was around early 20's with cropped hair - Definitely fafa-able! Super rough looking, pero something about those eyes! Love love love...
Anyway, I sat down, and looked in, and yes, he was looking back at me and smiling awkwardly, his teeth clenched tight. There was an intensity in his eyes, and given what I saw in his biceps, he was already pounding his pedro for all it's worth.
You know me - gaym foreverly with flowers! I placed my laptop bag near the door so that no one else can see my milagro, and down on all fours I went! He was already on his knees and his penoy was poking already through. His was shorter than average - around 5 inches - but it was weirdly thick -almost like a beer can - and his foreskin was equally generous! I could still smell the soap that he used to wash his - and I do love considerate men.
ANYway, as soon as I got on all fours, I began making chupa-chups! My God, LOVE. While my throat was loving the fact I was not gagging, my jaw began to protest - and it was only the first 30 seconds! Paano va yan!
I think what made this absolutely difficult was that, to get full access, I had to tilt my head to the side. The nice thing about this is that it gave me a decent glimpse of his pwetski.
My gulay, ang bilog. Kitang kita ang brownness ng kanyang hair down there, and ang puwet niya, parang watermelon. LOVE it.
I started rubbing his bayang-ness, and well, he moved my hand gently towards... his hole.
AVAH! My kind of ghurl!!!!
O sige! I stopped a moment and spat onto my excited finger. When I began resuming my business, my finger began lingering towards his hole. Once I planted my finger there - and no resistance, ladies! - I began gently circling, feeling the hair getting tangled with my spit. After a few seconds, I began prodding my finger inside - all the while, his hips were pounding gently against my lips.
Once I got my finger in (and yes, super tight siya! Loveit~~!), he began buckling forward a bit more, the divider rocking savagely with every thrust. After a moment, hala bira! He came in my mouth - medyo bitter ang kanyang tamod so I wasn't really rating it, but hey, I'm not complaining. As he finished his load, his masculine hand pulled my hand away from his pwetski.
I gave him a few seconds to catch his breath, and he mumbled "thanks..." as he flushed and walked out.
Tuesday, 18 June 2013
Hello again. Greetings from Royal Prince Albert Hospital in Sydney. Actually, discharged na akough, but yes, friends, naleche nakish a couple of weekends ago.
(But before anything else, hellooooo Sydney Gal! Navuhae! And yes, dear Anon, alam mo naman – feeling Ariel in Little Mermaid – JANOUN!)
Anyway, ganito ang dramae... I was making lamiyerdah to the max in ever sa Newtown. I love shopping here kasi talagang kaaiba siya - the place caters mostly to the alternative crowd, so I feel right at home.
However, minsan, balat talaga in the fwet. I was making sashay-sashay, when I made tapilok with my 14-inch heels. Hala! May I Naomi akough! I ended up in the emergency room, and to make it worse, walang papa sa mga nurses. May isang cutey-pie pero upon closer inspection - far-genic to death! Mali.
Anyway, after one zillion sex-rays, I ended up getting a recommendation for an orthopaedic surgeon. It was just a precaution kasi mayroong milagrong nangyari sa aking tuhod. All those years kasi on being on my knees!
* blush *
So may I continue: I arranged a time to meet with my surgeon and when he opened the door, nalaglag ang fantykish! He was Scottish (love that accent!), around 6'5", thin and cute as a button with matching killer smile! I tried as much as I could to do my supermowdel walk pero kinda hard to do that with crutches! Not even the glitter decor of my space boot helped.
Anyway, his name is Eddie. Apparently, his real name is unpronounceable in English, so shinort-cut niya. As he was explaining this, he was going checking my legs. Buti na lang they are Beyonce-smooth.
SO he can multi-task? Check.
Tall and cute? Check.
Hypnotic voice and alluring smile? Check.
Wedding ring? Check… ay, Sandra Lee lang. Bweset!
I look around, and yes, may pictures of his wife and kids. Sayang… Letche. (Not that it has stopped me before pero still…)
But wait! There’s more…
While he was making kwento and checking my agility, he angled my foot was pressed against his ano. As in, it was there for a good 10 seconds – so medyo matagal-tagal din! It was not long enough for me to feel out the goods… but it was definitely long enough for me to know that it was … well, long.
Now, this happened twice – the second time, super short lang. Around 4 seconds. But then again, when he did this, his hand was tilting my leg and it was definitely in my lower inner thigh. Not enough to titillate but definitely enough to pique my curiosity…
The issue now is: The entire time – deadma siya. He smiled, nodded, asked questions and super professional… except na feel ko na ang kanyang anough… Is he hitting on me?
I checked on FB and yes, happily married with three kids, pero the thought of this ano is driving me insane.
I doubt I will make landi when we see each other next time. But still… goggles the mind…